Chapter 1656 : Bloody Battle

"Eldrin brat, you possess a dozen or so half-step Celestial Immortals, along with a supreme killing formation and an innate treasure—enough to establish the eighth major power in the Western Aether Divine Abyss Sea for this tribulation era."

The Third Divine Son of the Western Qi Grotto-Heaven’s expression grew increasingly frigid, his face darkening as he spat out, “With such profound foundations and heritage, to resort to such underhanded tactics—truly, he is no son of man!”

Eldrin (Person Name) sneered coldly: "Let me return your words—I love the sight of your impotent rage." "Ah—"

Hearing this, the Third Divine Son was so enraged that smoke nearly poured from his 7 orifices. Recalling the man's earlier words, his expression grew even more grim.

The others also wore grim expressions. Recalling how Eldrin had been flushed with humiliated fury, even flying into a helpless rage before they charged into the formation, they now felt their own faces burn with shame.

Come to think of it, when Eldrin watched them in their frenzied state, he was most likely already calculating how to distribute their Dao Origins.

At this thought, the Second Holy Son anxiously exclaimed, "He has been concealing his true strength—his ambitions must be immense. We absolutely cannot die here. We must deliver this message to the sect."

In an instant, the others also realized the reason, their expressions growing solemn.

But then, they saw the Netherfire Patriarch fending off the attacks of Glazed Divinity Monarch with all his might, his face darkening as he spoke, "At this point, we must unite our efforts if we are to fight our way out!"

The Third Divine Son nodded, his expression darkening as he said, "Let’s join forces and unleash every trump card we’ve been keeping in reserve." The Second Holy Son immediately responded, "Then I’ll hold them off."

As the Second Holy Son’s voice faded, the 7-story pagoda above his head spun incessantly, releasing tens of thousands of figures in succession.

These figures all possessed cultivation levels at the very least of the Ascendant Immortal realm, among them were numerous Earth Immortal patriarchs, and there were even 3 beings at the half-step Celestial Immortal stage. It turned out that this pagoda was named the 7 Treasures Immortal-Suppressing Pagoda, a Taiyi Immortal Artifact designed to suppress and control immortals as puppets.

The Second Saint had been cultivating for tens of millions of years. Throughout this time, he had continuously suppressed his rivals and captured immortals, refining them 1 after another into his treasured pagoda, transforming them into puppets trapped within its confines.

At this very moment, they were suddenly unleashed. Tens of thousands of immortals charged forth in unison, desperately blocking the advance of the crowd.

The others, seeing this, also released the Divine Emperors from their Earth Immortal realms. In an instant, over a dozen Divine Emperors surged forth, desperately attempting to block the advancing group.

The deities of the Earth Immortal Realm are all manifestations of the world's primordial essence. Should any 1 of them fall in battle beyond their domain, it would deplete this fundamental power. Thus, Earth Immortal Ancestors generally refrain from deploying their deities in battles where the odds are severely stacked against them.

However, at this critical moment of life and death, they could only resort to this to buy time.

With so many immortals charging forth, even if all present were Half-Step Celestial Immortals, they might still be held back for a moment—enough to seize the opportunity to fight their way out.

"Overestimating your own capabilities."

High above the 9 heavens, a trace of coldness flickered in Lyra's eyes as she witnessed this scene.

With a mere flick of his sleeve, he summoned the Primordial Xunwind Ancient Gourd. In an instant, a supremely powerful primordial Xunwind swept forth, instantly scouring across hundreds of millions of miles of mountains, rivers, and heavens.

Where this Xun wind passed, even immortals would turn to dust in the blink of an eye, and even Earth Immortals could not withstand it for more than a few breaths.

In the mere blink of an eye, countless divine emperors and celestial sovereigns had their souls scattered to the winds, leaving behind only swirling clouds of flesh, blood, and refined spiritual power. These remnants intertwined with the faintest wisp of primordial heavenly essence, giving birth to tens of thousands of Dao Origins that lingered where they fell.

"Pfft."

In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of deities and imperial lords perished. The 17 Half-Step Celestial Immortals suffered devastating backlash as the divine spirits within their inner worlds were utterly depleted. Their combat prowess instantly diminished by several degrees, leaving them without a shred of resistance.

Ancient Gourd of the Primordial Xun Wind.

The Western Geng Patriarch let out a bitter laugh, his voice filled with profound anguish as he said, "The companion treasure of the former Xun Wind Celestial God—to think it has ended up in your hands."

In that moment, the invading half-step Celestial Immortals felt utter despair, realizing that even if a complete Celestial Realm expert were to attack personally, they would likely be powerless against the Abyssal Return Immortal Alliance.

Even Glazed Celestial Lord and Daoist Violet Mystery couldn't help but cast a profound glance at Eldrin (Person Name) upon witnessing this scene.

The clan boasted a dozen Half-Step Celestial Immortals, armed not only with supreme treasures like the 8 Trigrams Formation Flags but also the innate ancient Xun Wind Gourd. In this battle, the profound heritage and foundation displayed by the Chen Immortal Clan were truly staggering.

Moreover, they harbored a silent suspicion that the strength of the Chen Immortal Clan (Organization) likely extended far beyond what met the eye.

After all, as they knew, the Chen Immortal Clan still possessed at least 2 innate treasures—the Primordial Yin-Yang Union Pot and that mysterious Primordial Qian-Kun Primordial Qi Vase. "Esteemed ones, this battle is over!"

Lyra retrieved the innate Xunwind Ancient Gourd, then activated the 8 Trigrams Formation Flags to suppress them. In mere moments, she completely subdued all 17 Quasi-Celestial Immortals, though she refrained from delivering the final blow.

It is done.

Seeing this, everyone breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Eldrin (Person Name) gave a slight nod upon seeing this and said, "Everyone, let us continue performing this act."

After a moment of fleeting tranquility, fierce battles erupted once more across the 8 Seas of the Returning Abyss, shaking the entire grand formation violently. In an instant, thunderbolts danced wildly across the heavens, celestial flames scorched the sky, and waves of power capable of shaking the celestial dome swept through all directions.

Heaven-shaking roars erupted as boundless laws, rules, and Dao principles surged through the cosmos. Colossal divine and demonic true bodies, spanning hundreds of millions of feet, clashed in combat, while countless terrifying forces collided within the formation.

Those from the outside could not see the details within clearly, only catching vague glimpses.

The heavens collapsed, mountains and rivers crumbled, and immortal isles shattered 1 after another. Floating celestial islands plummeted downward, stirring fissures that soared hundreds of millions of feet high. Fragments of divine palaces and broken spears were hurled beyond the formation arrays, violently sinking an ancient continent beneath the waves.

Through the faint cracks, they seemed to witness the renowned Daoist of the Returning Abyss drenched in blood as he battled. His arm had been torn open by some supreme force, while half a spear pierced through his chest, leaving an indelible scar.

"What a brutal battle."

In the outside world, immortals observing the battle whispered among themselves, all intelligence agents hailing from various major factions.

Someone picked up the broken spear with a grave expression and said, "This is the Celestial Prison Spear of the Celestial Prison Clan's leader—a supreme Chaos-opening treasure capable of tearing through the flesh of a Taiyi Immortal Body."

"Though the Elder of the Returning Abyss was merely at the 9th-level of Earth Immortal Realm, he managed to snap the spear of Creation-Piercing treasure grade. Truly, he lives up to being 1 of the top 3 prodigious talents among humankind in hundreds of millions of years."

Bathing in blood and battling to the extreme while burning his soul, Daoist Guixu displayed heroic valor, yet it was beyond his power to turn the tide. It seems the Chen Immortal Clan (Organization) is doomed.

The others' expressions shifted slightly at these words. Someone sighed softly, "What a pity. Even the mightiest warrior cannot prevail against overwhelming numbers. Such a once-in-a-millennium genius, before he could truly rise to prominence, fell to the coordinated hunt of various transcendent factions."

Others nodded as well, their expressions tinged with regret. "Since ancient times, prodigies who dared to tread the forbidden path almost always met premature ends—hunted down by transcendent powers. 9 out of 10 such talents perished unless they had the backing of a primordial sect like the Grotto-heaven Ancient Sect."

The ancient sects and grotto-heavens would never permit new powers to rise and reign above them. Even if they bore grudges against 1 another, they would unite in advance to snuff out such threats in their cradle.