# Chapter 1948: The Situation Reverses
Seeing the demon blade in Qi Yang's hand, the Heavenly Court cultivators who had been surging with battle intent all chose to retreat, not daring to continue charging forward.
"Boom."
Xiang Chunan punched out, blasting a Death General into pieces.
"Still daring to act fierce."
A cold light flashed in Qi Yang's eyes as he pointed a finger toward Xiang Chunan, killing intent surging forth.
Hundreds of thousands of Sacred Dao rules condensed, and the heaven and earth rules within eight thousand miles were massively mobilized, swirling around his fingertip.
"Third Brother, be careful."
Feng Yan, being closest to Xiang Chunan, immediately called out in warning.
At the same time, he struck out with an Eight-Yao Ten-Thousand-Pattern Sacred Artifact at the fastest speed possible, hoping to block Qi Yang's finger strike.
"Boom."
The moment the Eight-Yao Ten-Thousand-Pattern Sacred Artifact touched the finger light, it exploded into pieces, turning into scrap metal, utterly unable to stop the finger light in the slightest.
Xiang Chunan reacted extremely quickly, immediately offering up his Metal Demon Crown and activating a Supreme Power, blocking it in front of himself.
Yet it was still useless. The Metal Demon Crown was also sent flying by the finger light, and then the finger light struck directly against Xiang Chunan's body.
"Roar."
Xiang Chunan let out a great roar, and black divine patterns immediately surfaced on his body, interweaving to resist the finger light.
The black divine patterns indeed blocked most of the attack, but Xiang Chunan was still sent flying backward, blood spraying wildly from his mouth as he suffered severe injuries.
If not for the Metal Demon Crown and the divine patterns blocking the attack, he would likely have died.
"Not dead yet? You have some skill." Qi Yang smiled faintly, raising his hand again, preparing to deliver a finishing blow.
The space rippled slightly, and Zhang Ruochen appeared out of nowhere, shielding Xiang Chunan behind him.
At this moment, Zhang Ruochen's expression was very grim. Qi Yang had nearly killed Xiang Chunan right in front of him—this had already crossed his bottom line.
"Space Distortion."
"Space Rift."
Seeing Qi Yang point out another finger, Zhang Ruochen immediately employed his space techniques.
After breaking through the war fortress, the space blockade of Celestial Mechanism Mountain had gradually been lifted, and space was once again under his control.
Affected by the Space Distortion, the finger light deviated, and was then swallowed by the Space Rift.
A strange light flashed in Qi Yang's eyes. "Space techniques. You must be the Heir of Time and Space that Source Demon mentioned. Old Monk Xumi has been dead for so many years, yet he still managed to cultivate an heir. Impressive indeed."
"Zhang Ruochen, let's join forces. You use your space techniques to restrain Qi Yang, and I'll deal with him." Bi Yunhai secretly transmitted his voice.
Clearly, he felt that Zhang Ruochen's space techniques were wonderfully mysterious and could cause some trouble for Qi Yang, thereby creating an opportunity for him to attack.
"Shua."
Qi Yang turned his head, casting his gaze toward Bi Yunhai.
At this moment, Qi Yang's eyes glowed with a strange radiance, and a bizarre, terrifying fluctuation spread outward.
"Not good."
The Tu Brothers, who were very close to Bi Yunhai, had their expressions drastically change as they sensed a tremendous crisis.
Without any hesitation, the Tu Brothers offered up a Nine-Yao Ten-Thousand-Pattern Sacred Artifact-level shield, blocking it in front of them and activating the shield's full power.
Bi Yunhai also felt a scalp-numbing sensation and hurriedly urged his Heavenly Blue Gourd.
An invisible force acted upon the shield, and the shield immediately began to dissolve, like snow meeting the scorching sun.
"Ah."
The Tu Brothers let out agonized screams. Their bodies, like the shield, began to dissolve. They circulated their Saint Qi to resist, but it was utterly useless.
At this rate, they would likely be annihilated in both form and spirit before long.
Bi Yunhai fared somewhat better using his Monarch Sacred Artifact to resist, but it was still unpleasant. He kept retreating backward.
In the end, a bloody hole appeared in his chest, pierced through front and back, and he nearly collapsed headfirst to the ground.
"Impossible."
Bi Yunhai clenched his fists, utterly unable to accept this.
If Qi Yang had injured him using a Supreme Sacred Artifact, that would be one thing. But now, without any action, merely a single glance had inflicted severe wounds upon him. He refused to believe that the gap between himself and Qi Yang could be so vast.
Seeing that the Tu Brothers were about to be annihilated in both form and spirit, and Bi Yunhai was also severely injured, all the cultivators on the Heavenly Court side were trembling with fear. Just how powerful was Qi Yang?
They wouldn't think the Tu Brothers were weak. Each of the Tu Brothers had the strength to sweep through the Heaven-Connecting Realm, and working together, they could match a Path-Approaching Realm powerhouse. Yet now, they couldn't withstand a single glance from Qi Yang.
As for Bi Yunhai, he had the astonishing record of defeating an Undying Great Saint, but facing Qi Yang, he still seemed pathetically vulnerable.
What extraordinary Sacred Art had Qi Yang's eyes unleashed?
From this, one could see that the records in the "Ten Clans of Hell Ten Thousand Evil Record" were really quite inaccurate. Before this, no one knew that Qi Yang possessed a Supreme Sacred Artifact, nor that his eyes were so terrifying.
On the scene, perhaps only Zhang Ruochen could remain calm. He took out a Space Disorder Scroll, unfurled it, and waved it toward Qi Yang.
"Hua."
Tens of thousands of Space Inscription Runes surged out from the scroll, perfectly merging with the heaven and earth rules.
Immediately, the spatial structure around Qi Yang underwent a massive change. Even the earth plates shifted, and in the blink of an eye, a disordered space spanning hundreds of miles was formed.
This Space Disorder Scroll had been refined by Zhang Ruochen long ago, but during his recent seclusion, he had re-refined it, inscribing more Space Inscription Runes.
The main reason was that when he originally refined the Space Disorder Scroll, his cultivation and strength were still relatively weak, and his attainment in the Way of Space was not high enough. The scroll's power was limited—it could trap cultivators below the Dao Domain Realm, but it was clearly insufficient for trapping Heaven-Connecting Realm or even Path-Approaching Realm powerhouses.
Once the disordered space formed, it immediately trapped Qi Yang and also sealed off the strange fluctuation released by his eyes.
Thus, the Tu Brothers were finally able to save their lives.
"Hmm?"
Sensing a strange fluctuation approaching him, Qi Yang couldn't help but show a hint of surprise.
Immediately, Qi Yang extended a hand to block the strange fluctuation, while his eyes stopped executing the secret technique.
"The attack is actually changing direction. Is this another space technique?" Qi Yang carefully observed his surroundings, showing no signs of panic.
He was extremely confident in his own strength. No matter how mysterious and unpredictable Zhang Ruochen's space techniques were, at most they would cause him a little trouble—they absolutely could not harm him.
"Take the Tu Brothers and leave." Zhang Ruochen gave the order.
Immediately, a warship flew over rapidly, and several Heavenly Court cultivators acted, sending the Tu Brothers onto the ship.
Although the Tu Brothers had saved their lives, they were severely injured, with parts of their bodies dissolved. It wouldn't be easy for them to recover, especially since they had temporarily lost their combat ability and could no longer play a role on the battlefield.
Bi Yunhai also took the opportunity to retreat backward, swallowing healing Sacred Medicine and hastening his own recovery.
Zhang Ruochen took a bottle of Life Spring from the Qiankun Realm and fed it to Xiang Chunan.
He could see that even with the divine patterns protecting his body, Xiang Chunan was gravely wounded. All his internal organs were damaged. If not treated promptly, it could leave lingering hidden ailments that would be hard to cure.
"Boom."
Qi Yang launched a full-force attack.
Although the attack power would rebound, the disordered space also trembled, showing signs of breaking.
The reason was simply that Qi Yang's power was too great, exceeding the limit that the disordered space could withstand.
Before long, a fine crack appeared on the Space Disorder Scroll.
"Zhang Ruochen, your space techniques are not bad, but trying to trap this Divine Son seems a bit lacking." Qi Yang attacked while laughing, appearing exceptionally relaxed.
In the face of absolute power, no matter how exquisite the technique, it was still vulnerable.
Just then, Ji Fanxin's forehead glowed, and an extremely ancient tortoise shell flew out.
The tortoise shell was only the size of a palm, entirely silver, its surface covered with strange patterns, seemingly naturally formed, with no traces of human carving.
"This tortoise shell is a formation diagram. It should be able to temporarily trap Qi Yang." Ji Fanxin said.
Zhang Ruochen immediately understood. He opened a gap in the disordered space and sent the tortoise shell inside.
The tortoise shell glowed, and strange patterns clearly emerged, forming a complex formation that enveloped Qi Yang.
With the disordered space and the formation diagram combined, even if Qi Yang was extremely powerful, he wouldn't be able to break free in a short time.
"Bang."
Qi Yang struck out, repeatedly attacking the tortoise shell formation diagram.
But the tortoise shell formation diagram was extremely tough, completely unaffected.
"Hmph."
Qi Yang let out a heavy snort, urging the demon blade in his hand to slash at the tortoise shell formation diagram.
More strange patterns surfaced on the tortoise shell formation diagram, drawing in countless heaven and earth rules to form a protective barrier that withstood the demon blade's attack.
Seeing that the tortoise shell formation diagram was unharmed, Zhang Ruochen relaxed. "Take this opportunity to charge in first."
Immediately, he released his Saint Qi, enveloping Ji Fanxin, Feng Yan, Xiang Chunan, Pei Yutian, and the Evil Spirit.
Space Teleportation was performed, and the six of them vanished from their original positions.
A sharp light flashed in Bi Yunhai's eyes. He immediately stopped healing, turned into a streak of light, and flashed rapidly toward the central area of Celestial Mechanism Mountain.
If there was truly a great opportunity in Celestial Mechanism Mountain, he definitely wanted a share.
"Not good."
Seeing Qi Yang trapped, Bi Yunhai charging toward the central area of Celestial Mechanism Mountain, and Zhang Ruochen and the others disappearing without a trace, Source Demon Divine Son's expression turned ugly.
Source Demon Divine Son was somewhat anxious, wanting to shake off Xuan Yuan Lie Kong and personally deal with Zhang Ruochen and the others.
"Source Demon, with me here, you're not going anywhere." Xuan Yuan Lie Kong firmly entangled Source Demon Divine Son, giving him no chance to break free.
Since Zhang Ruochen and the others had finally fought their way into Celestial Mechanism Mountain, he naturally wanted to buy them some time.
At the same time, the other Death Clan Divine Sons and Divine Daughters were also being held back, able only to watch anxiously.
Among them, Red Star Divine Son's situation was quite unfavorable. He was completely suppressed by Zhen Yuan, with one wing nearly broken off by Zhen Yuan.
Clearly, he had severely underestimated Zhen Yuan's strength. If he had known this, he would have let Withered Divine Son deal with Zhen Yuan—why seek trouble for himself?
As for Ming Gu, needless to say, although he was ambitious, wanting to defeat Lu Baiming and become the number one Formation Array Master below Great Saint, the reality was that he was completely suppressed by Lu Baiming, and defeat was only a matter of time.
The battlefield situation had undergone a great change, beginning to tilt in favor of the Heavenly Court.