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Chapter 907 - 15 Spring and Autumn [Vote for monthly ticket!]

Chapter 907: Chapter 15 Spring and Autumn [Vote for monthly ticket!]

Compared to the fight within the Sky-north Prison, the great battle outside was even more earth-shattering.

At the northern wall of Yu Capital City, a line of Regent Residence experts had formed an array, summoning a hundred-yard-tall black beast shadow that acted like an immense shield, blocking all True Qi fluctuations coming from that direction.

Otherwise, even the repercussions of a battle among Tianyuan cultivators could have caused the City of Yu to tremble.

The battlefield over there was truly terrifying.

The towering Savage Bull, wielding its ancient Divine Weapon-like giant horns, turned everything in its path back into wilderness, bringing endless destruction and annihilation.

The vice principal met force with force, casually refining the scattered rocks and broken mountains on the ground into a new peak, then smashing it down from above. In their combat, mountains became as fragile as sandbags in the hands of children. Not a single piece of clean land remained intact within a hundred miles.

Fortunately, when Sky-north Prison had been built, they had cleared the adjacent area, leaving no villages, towns, or cities. If there had been civilians around, it would have truly been a disaster through no fault of their own.

The Black Gold Crow was unrivaled in slaughter; its feathers were the only thing capable of causing substantial damage to the barriers of Sky-north Prison, as some would stick to the walls upon being shot there.

As a modal of Five Elements Yin Gold, The Dao of Sharp Kill was probably the only existence that could confront the Dao of Unyielding Defense head-on—the world’s strongest spear against the strongest shield.

It was a pity that he was now on the defensive side.

We could not witness the peak confrontation between the two.

And the one fighting the Black Gold Crow was none other than the Prison King, a pinnacle of the Imperial Family’s combat power, with the sun hanging in the sky, resembling a leaping sphere of sunshine. Wherever he passed, demonic miasma was dispelled and radiant Yang energy flooded the heavens.

Only a formidable Demon King like the Black Gold Crow could fight him for hundreds of rounds. Any ordinary Eighth Realm facing him would have no other choice but to flee, or they would risk melting if they got too close, and even a second glance could lead to explosion.

Boom boom boom boom boom—

While bombarding the Black Gold Crow, the Prison King was also trying to blast open the gates of Sky-north Prison, attempting to open the walls with the power of Supreme Yang. But all his attacks were blocked by a cold breath.

The almost transparent Snow Demon King floated in the air, seemingly inconspicuous. Yet wherever she was needed, her icy breath would arrive immediately, her demonic power nearly infinite.

Keep in mind, this was Central State’s Yu City. If the battle were in the snowy plains of the North Region, her home ground, there might be few who could match her.

By comparison, Yao Dengxian of Siyun Avenue appeared somewhat at a disadvantage. He too was trying to change the weather, attempting to melt the icy breath with scorching sunshine and warm rain, but he could only slightly reduce its effectiveness.

At the same time, he was stirring up the power of wind and thunder, exerting pressure on the Demon Kings in the battlefield, but ultimately could only serve a supporting role.

On the one hand, he spent years secluded in the Deep Palace, which limited his combat experience post-Tianyuan; on the other hand, the limitations of his Dao itself meant Siyun Avenue could bring peace and prosperity to a nation, but lacked the power needed in combat and killing.

However, he was only at a slight disadvantage when facing Lady Snow.

On the other side, the Six-Winged Flood Dragon was close to being killed by the Regent Leader.

Qi Yingxuan commanded the Regent Residence, deterring the Four Seas and Nine Continents, and naturally, it was not just for show. With a Cosmic Sword Style descending from above, any who dared to look up would meet Sharp Sword Qi, forcing all to avoid its edge.

Meanwhile, the Six-Winged Flood Dragon practiced a Dao called Mahamudra.

This Dao emphasized hidden forms and transformations, altering size at will.

He could turn himself into a boundless Dharmakaya that could crush the Four Seas and Nine Continents under its weight or into the minutest mayfly or mustard seed, eluding anyone’s ability to lock onto him.

But facing the Regent Leader’s all-encompassing sword style, which was like mercury spilling to the ground, there was no possibility of resisting forcefully, no matter how large he became; he was just a bigger target, easier to be cut open.

It wasn’t difficult for him to shrink down and escape, but since they needed to protect the Sky-north Prison, it wouldn’t be right to just run away.

The Six-Winged Flood Dragon could only take his Mahamudra Dao to the extreme. He turned himself infinitesimally small, trying to burrow into the Regent Leader’s body and explode it from within in an instant.

But a Sword Cultivator’s senses were always keen. As long as you came close, even if he couldn’t capture you, he’d sense the killing intent. The Regent Leader immediately enveloped himself in Sword Qi, then pressed down with the Cosmic Avenue, not differentiating friend from foe.

The Six-Winged Flood Dragon was forced to reveal its true form, withstand a single sword strike, and then flee once more, seeking another opportunity to disengage.

The Regent Leader raised his hand again and released a silver-white talisman into the sky. In an instant, the heavens and earth changed color, and the talisman shone brightly in the sky. A beam of moonlight locked onto the Six-Winged Flood Dragon, ensuring that no matter where it fled, it would be illuminated and revealed.

This was indeed the Moonlight Immortal Zither, ranked fourteenth among the Magical Treasures in the Ten Thousand Treasures Record.

The tracked Six-Winged Flood Dragon was then subjected to a relentless assassination attempt by the Regent Leader. With sword pressure suppressing the dragon, it was slashed to the point of crying out for its father and mother. A divine and strange dragon, it squirmed like a large loach in boiling water, struggling in vain to escape.

Yet, this dragon, being extraordinarily slippery, able to swell or shrink, was not easily defeated by the Regent Leader.

After a brief moment, he then turned towards Gong Yangqi.

"State Preceptor, you have been inside Sky-north Prison for a long time without any message. I fear there may be complications," said the Regent Leader. "We need to fight quickly and make a swift decision. I ask the Academy Head to take action."

"No problem," replied Gong Yangqi, who had been standing by with his arms folded. Only now did he extend his hands.

In his left hand, he unfolded a light screen like a scroll of paper, and in his right hand, he held a golden brush, also a famous Magic Artifact listed in the Ten Thousand Treasures Record. Currently ranked thirty-ninth, it was part of the True Immortal Four Treasures.

The Immortal Spirit Brush, Divine Yuan Ink, Floating Light Paper, and Enriching Yuan Inkstone—this set was a collection of treasures that fell from the heavens, though each had its imperfections and couldn’t match a Divine Artifact in quality. Yet, when combined, they counted as one magical treasure, with combined prowess strong enough to hold a high rank on the Ten Thousand Treasures Record.

The True Immortal Four Treasures had always been an inheritance of the head of Ascending Dragon Academy.

Gong Yangqi could be seen writing on the light screen while chanting, "Your Great Dao has yet to be ascended."

As the eight characters settled, myriad rays of light spread from the screen, instantly falling upon the Savage Bull that straddled the sky.

From observing the battlefield for so long, it was clear that the greatest obstruction to the Righteous Path’s forces was the Bull Demon King, transformed into savagery. His massive body and untouchable presence had successfully blocked the way to Sky-north Prison.

As the light beamed down, the Bull Demon King, who was fiercely rampaging in the sky, came to a sudden halt, his aura rapidly weakening. In the blink of an eye, only the Peak Seventh Realm cultivation remained. His Savage Way of Dao had vanished without a trace.

"Moo—" He let out an angry and confused howl.

The terrifying power of the Spring and Autumn Avenue, with a single stroke, altered history. The Bull Demon King’s past dominion over Tianyuan was completely erased by Gong Yangqi!

In the world as it was now, the Bull Demon King had never reached the Eighth Realm, his cultivation never having broken through to inquire about the Dao. As for other aspects, no changes were made.

"Hurry and leave!"

The Snow Demon King, who had spared effort to observe the surroundings, immediately reacted. With a wave of her hand, millennia-old Profound Ice enveloped the Bull Demon King’s physical body.

Indeed, the next instant, a torrential Sword Qi slashed through.

Boom—

With a single sword strike from the Regent Leader, the Seventh Realm Bull Demon King was almost assassinated on the spot. It was only due to the Snow Demon King’s early alertness that she managed to block the blow for him.

After the strike, the Snow Demon King gently patted her hand, retreating the Bull Demon King’s form hundreds of miles away, allowing him to quickly escape the battlefield.

Although Gong Yangqi could rewrite the years, maintaining the new history would consume a great deal of his True Yuan. The more difficult the task, the greater the consumption would be.

This meant that the Bull Demon King’s condition would not last forever; should Gong Yangqi’s cultivation eventually be exhausted, his condition would cease to be.

Alternatively, if he constantly matched his Divine Skills against the Bull Demon King, he wouldn’t be able to use them again. Otherwise, after two or three uses of permanent Divine Skills, his cultivation would no longer be able to withstand it.

Therefore, the Bull Demon King could eventually recover, just by waiting for the moment Gong Yangqi stops using his Divine Skills.

However, if the Bull Demon King were to be killed with his Seventh Realm cultivation before that, there would be no chance of recovery.

With one move, the head of Ascending Dragon Academy dramatically shifted the tide of the battle!

The Black Gold Crow’s eyes were sharp as it hissed, "What is Yi Zi doing?"

"Exactly!" The Six-Winged Flood Dragon, being hounded relentlessly, roared angrily, "We’re already on the verge of defeat. Why hasn’t he succeeded yet?!"