Chapter 4126: The Indestructible Can Also Be Destroyed
Seeing Zhang Ruochen, disguised as the Taoist "Saint Si," holding the Abyssal Divine Sword with an ecstatic expression, Compassionate Navigation Venerable found him extremely childish. But, upon second thought, wasn't this precisely his true feelings?
The Abyssal Sword had always accompanied him, serving both as a battle weapon and a close friend.
Glancing at Bore, who stood beside her in pain and grief, Compassionate Navigation Venerable let out a long sigh.
She did not know how Zhang Ruochen could self-destruct and be reborn, but she could guess why he dared not show his true face. She could understand that, under the pressure from the Ancestor and the Immortal, he could only seize this opportunity to slip away, moving from the open to the shadows.
But how many people would be left heartbroken and devastated because of this?
Wu Shi joined the ranks encircling the Soul Mother.
He had no eyes.
In their place was a halo of light.
From that halo, a beam as thick as a bowl shot forth, dazzling and piercing, cutting across horizontally, forcing even the Soul Mother to retreat, falling back toward the army of Stone Clan and Kinnara Clan troops at the foot of the mountain.
It was not that the Soul Mother could not defeat Wu Shi, but that if she went to intercept the beam, she would inevitably fail to defend against the attacks of Shang Tian and Fan Chen, and would be wounded again.
How could Zhang Ruochen let her have her way? He intercepted her halfway up the mountain.
"Nether Envoy, please stay!"
The Abyssal Divine Sword, heavy and broad, slashed out a black sword curtain.
Behind him.
Fan Chen, Wu Shi, and Shang Tian pursued closely, forming an encirclement.
The Soul Mother fixed her gaze on Zhang Ruochen and had no choice but to go all out, wrapping herself in Half-Ancestor divine patterns and Nether Flame, like a ball of fire, colliding with the sword curtain of the Abyssal Divine Sword.
The space trembled as if boiling.
"Boom!"
How could Zhang Ruochen withstand a strike from a Half-Ancestor? He was sent flying, sword and all, and embedded into the cliff wall of the opposite mountain.
Broken stones continuously fell from the depression.
The Soul Mother failed to reach the foot of the mountain smoothly. Her legs and waist were entangled by the eight golden threads of the Golden Thread Binding Dragon Rope.
The other end of the rope was tightly wound around Zhang Ruochen's left arm.
"This old bastard!"
The Soul Mother hated Saint Si Taoist to the core. He constantly thwarted her plans, and she wished she could grind his bones to dust.
Taking the Abyssal Divine Sword exposed her connection to Zhang Ruochen's death, putting her in an even more passive position. Once this news spread back to the Heavenly Court, Sword Realm, and Hell Realm, how could the God Realm miss this opportunity to unite all forces and besiege the Nether Ancestor Faction?
By the time the Soul Mother broke free from the golden threads on her body, Fan Chen, Shang Tian, and Wu Shi had already closed in.
At the mountain top.
Huang Tian used the Qi of Life and Death to condense a massive black-and-white Life and Death Seal above his head.
Within his body, clusters of black-and-white Dao light emerged, arranged in a pattern very similar to the "River Map" and "Luo Writing," with discernible rules. Both the Life and Death Divine Path and the Great Expansion Qiankun Divine Path were pushed to their limits.
Zhang Ruochen had once discussed the Dao with Huang Tian and imparted some mysteries of the "Wuji Divine Dao" to him, allowing both of their divine paths to advance to a higher level.
Of course, Zhang Ruochen also learned from Huang Tian's Life and Death Divine Path and Great Expansion Qiankun Divine Path.
That was why he could play the role of the Life and Death Old Man so convincingly.
"Boom!"
Above Love Mountain, winds surged and clouds rolled. A giant footprint appeared in the clouds, stomping down with the force of destroying heaven and earth, shattering the black-and-white Life and Death Seal.
It was Gandharva making a move...
A kick.
"Pfft!"
Huang Tian's attempt to strike at the Heavenly Venerable rank failed. His stone body burst open in many places, becoming broken and damaged.
Blood sprayed outward, a truly miserable sight.
"Again!"
Huang Tian supported himself with his palm on the ground. The divine flame on his body did not extinguish. Gritting his teeth, he stood up once more.
He raised both arms, once again propping up a black-and-white Life and Death Seal.
"Gandharva, you cannot kill me. In the future, you will surely die by my hand."
His will was unyielding. He had faced desperate situations many times, and each time he grew stronger.
As long as he was not killed, he would press forward without hesitation, his spine unbroken.
Cultivating the Life and Death Divine Path made him both the God of Life and the God of Death. In terms of combat power, he was not necessarily inferior to those of the same realm.
Within the Ancestor's order field, space was completely controlled by Gandharva's spiritual will.
A mere square inch of land could be as vast as a major world.
A single Love Mountain was like a universe.
If Gandharva truly wanted to trap a cultivator, even a god, it would take a thousand or ten thousand years to fly down the mountain or reach the top.
Unreachably distant.
Halfway up the mountain.
Zhang Ruochen climbed out of the stone pit in the cliff wall, looking into the void as if he could see the traces of the invisible formation world. "Following the Green Deer God King into the formation world, Gandharva is battling..."
Zhang Ruochen's brows were tightly furrowed. He looked again at the foot of the mountain and within the clouds and mist, at the increasingly numerous Eight Divisions Followers armies gathering from all directions.
At this rate, they were bound to lose.
"We must first break through Gandharva's Ancestor order field and escape Love Mountain. Once outside Love Mountain, the advantage of the Eight Divisions Followers army will be completely lost."
Zhang Ruochen, carrying the Abyssal Divine Sword, flew down the mountain, continuously sending countless Garuda Bone Clan soldiers flying, heading toward the edge of the Ancestor order field.
Compassionate Navigation Venerable understood Zhang Ruochen's intention. She led Bore, avoiding Decayed Stone God and Sick Lion Camel, and pursued him. Previously, they might have had no way to deal with the Ancestor order field.
But with the Abyssal Divine Sword, everything was completely different.
The "God-Defying Stele substance" contained within the Abyssal Divine Sword could break all rules and inscriptions in the world.
Order was no exception.
It would just take more time to open a gap in the Ancestor order field.
At the edge of the Ancestor order field, there was a forbidden layer several zhang thick. Without Gandharva's spiritual will consent, no one could enter or leave.
A mere few zhang of thickness was harder to cross than traversing the universe.
"Whoosh!"
Zhang Ruochen thrust his sword with all his might, unleashing power comparable to a full-force strike from a Heavenly Venerable.
The tip of the Abyssal Divine Sword only penetrated half a chi into the forbidden layer.
The recoil force was terrifying, erupting into a massive storm. Fortunately, Zhang Ruochen was prepared, anchoring himself in space; otherwise, he would have been sent flying.
"Even with Heavenly Venerable-level combat power, I can only shake it when facing the Ancestor order field. This Meng Weiyang is truly talented. If not for the flaws in her heart, she might have become another Spiritual Power Ancestor in the vast history of the universe!" Zhang Ruochen thought to himself.
"The God-Defying Stele substance has an effect on the forbidden layer!"
Zhang Ruochen steadied himself, gripping the sword hilt with both hands, and continuously pushed the blade forward.
The Ancestor order was constantly being nullified.
Compassionate Navigation Venerable appeared behind him, channeling Buddhist Qi within her body and striking it toward the Abyssal Divine Sword.
Unfortunately, there were no inscriptions inside the Abyssal Divine Sword, so it could only be wielded with pure force.
"Bore has been sent into the Buddhist kingdom of the Bodhi Silver Flower Tree for protection. She has a Half-Ancestor seal placed on her by the Nether Envoy, which I cannot undo."
Compassionate Navigation Venerable transmitted her voice to Zhang Ruochen.
"Too slow! I underestimated the terror of Gandharva's cultivation realm. To create a passage through the forbidden layer will take at least several hours. Leave this to you!"
Zhang Ruochen sensed two Eight Divisions Followers armies approaching from this direction.
One was in the air, the other on the ground.
Their killing intent was overwhelming!
At the same time, after Decayed Stone God and Sick Lion Camel joined the battle, the three Earthly Treasuries of Di Huang could no longer hold their ground. They were retreating step by step, in a precarious situation... The two armies charging in were the "Yama Clan Followers Army" and the "Garuda Bone Clan Followers Army," which Zhang Ruochen had previously broken through.
The leader of the Yama Clan Followers was Meng Huang'e, suppressed within the Six Desire Divine Furnace.
The leader of the Garuda Bone Clan Followers Army was Curse Bone, trapped by Wu Tian inside the Refining God Tower.
Without their leaders, the combat power of these two armies was far from their peak.
The Garuda Bone Clan Followers Army was astonishing in number, blotting out the sky and covering the earth, a sea of white bones, containing the remains of all kinds of creatures. Some were as small as hummingbirds, others as large as mountain ranges.
The battle formation formed by the army was extremely sophisticated, the work of Gandharva.
The formation inscriptions turned into a layer of light, covering their bodies, connecting the power of all the cultivators. In an instant, they could unleash the strength of billions of soldiers.
If the Garuda Bone Clan Followers Army were led by "Curse Bone," and he activated the battle formation, they could even fight a Half-Ancestor.
Zhang Ruochen, holding the Human Head Banner in one hand and the Forget Love Demon Subduing Staff in the other, charged into the tide of bones, once again crushing through.
Broken bones and debris fell to the ground like gray-white rain.
"This tide of bones is truly endless. Even if turned to ash, it can reform."
Zhang Ruochen killed eleven Great God-level Garudas and two Infinite Realm Garudas in a row, leaving no ashes behind, incinerating them all. Only after paralyzing this Bone Clan army did he break out of the formation.
"Stop that Taoist."
The Yama Clan Followers Army approached head-on.
At the very front stood ten Infinite Realm cultivators, each wearing a dark red cloak.
The one who had just spoken was a Great Unbound Infinite.
Although the Yama Clan Followers Army was not as numerous as the Garuda Bone Clan, it had more powerful experts.
Beneath their feet was a bright formation disk a thousand miles in diameter, slowly rotating. The cultivators within the formation stood motionless.
Too lazy to waste words with them, Zhang Ruochen placed the war drum he had seized from a Garuda Infinite Realm powerhouse in front of him and struck it heavily with the Forget Love Demon Subduing Staff.
"Boom!"
The drum sound shook the heavens.
A ring of overwhelmingly powerful air waves surged outward!
The formation disk beneath the Yama Clan Followers Army's feet rippled like water under the impact of the air waves.
Within the formation, the ten Infinite Realm cultivators staggered backward, unable to stand steady.
The Yama Clan Followers behind them, affected by the continuous drum sounds, had their blood boil, and then their flesh and blood turned into blood mist.
Screams rang out continuously as they fell in waves.
Even with the ten Infinite Realm powerhouses fully activating the formation to resist the drum sounds, it was to no avail. "How can the Soul-Stirring Drum's power be so terrifying?"
"Although it is a divine artifact, it is not a battle weapon. It has always been used only to boost morale and increase the courage of soldiers..."
"...so that they can be fearless even when facing an Indestructible Infinite, or even stronger beings."
"A support-type divine artifact, used like this—this Taoist is sinister!"
The Soul-Stirring Drum caused the blood of all Yama Clan Followers soldiers to boil.
It boiled to the point where it exceeded the limit their bloodlines could bear, and their flesh and blood naturally exploded, leaving only bones.
By the time the ten Infinite Realm Yama Clan Followers powerhouses stabilized the formation and prepared to counterattack, the drum sounds had long since stopped. Where was the trace of Saint Si Taoist?
The three Earthly Treasuries of Di Huang were ultimately no match for the Eight Divisions Followers army. They were forced into a valley southwest of Love Mountain. The Earth Treasury Treasure Seal was pierced through.
Eight hundred billion Dao talisman inscriptions were all worn away by Sick Lion Camel. The trump card that Treasure Seal Earth Treasury had painstakingly cultivated for eight hundred thousand years was destroyed in a single day.
"Pfft!"
Sick Lion Camel stepped on Treasure Seal Earth Treasury's chest and pierced his head with the flagpole of the Thousand Army War Flag.
Brain matter and blood spilled out.
Flames burned on the Thousand Army War Flag. Strands of blood and soul mist were drawn out, flowing along the flagpole to the flag surface, and finally inhaled into Sick Lion Camel's nose.
"Spare me, I was wrong, I dare not betray the Nether Ancestor again... Ah..."
Treasure Seal Earth Treasury screamed and struggled, erupting with divine power, but the foot Sick Lion Camel pressed on his chest did not budge.
Sick Lion Camel's expression was indifferent as he enjoyed absorbing Treasure Seal Earth Treasury's blood Qi and soul mist.
With the help of the Kinnara army and Gandharva's formation, a mere Indestructible Infinite mid-stage cultivator could not even self-destruct his divine source, let alone break free from his suppression. It was as difficult as ascending to heaven.
This foot of his contained the power of hundreds of millions of Kinnara soldiers.
This state was too wonderful. Sick Lion Camel felt he could fight a Heavenly Venerable-level being, or even trample one underfoot.
Not far away, the thirty-six metal great worlds summoned by Sandalwood Earth Treasury had three melted by Decayed Stone God, and twelve more were seized.
Decayed Stone God himself was a Heavenly Venerable-level cultivator. Leading the Stone Clan army, he could sweep away any Indestructible Infinite, slaughtering them like pigs and dogs.
Precious Pearl Earth Treasury glanced at the miserable state of Treasure Seal Earth Treasury, feeling a sense of sorrow for the fox's death, as if seeing her own end in the next moment.
"Whoosh!"
She snapped the Buddhist beads on her wrist, and all eighteen beads flew out.
The beads spun rapidly in flight, erupting with golden light, their volume expanding rapidly, like eighteen stars, scattering the Ghost Clan Followers army besieging her.
Taking this opportunity, her figure flew upward, continuously avoiding the Ancestor order and formation inscriptions, heading toward the top of Love Mountain. If she stayed here even a moment longer, she would surely die without a burial place.
Sick Lion Camel dug out the divine source from Treasure Seal Earth Treasury's body. The withered corpse on the ground immediately turned to ashes.
So-called Indestructible Infinite was not truly indestructible.
An Indestructible Infinite mid-stage cultivator had vanished into thin air like this.
Sick Lion Camel looked at the Thousand Army War Flag in his hand, very satisfied. If not for this war treasure bestowed by the Nether Ancestor, how could he have broken through the shackles of lifespan and reached his current Indestructible Infinite peak cultivation?
It was precisely because of this war flag that even an Indestructible Infinite would die when encountering him.
This war flag represented the Nether Ancestor!
It was the supreme Immortal.
The war flag fluttered, making a "whoosh" sound.
Through the fluttering war flag, Sick Lion Camel saw Precious Pearl Earth Treasury, who was trying to escape. The smile in his eyes instantly dissipated, replaced by infinite cold light.
"Chi chi!"
The cold force spread from under Sick Lion Camel's feet, turning into jagged ice dragon tentacles, chasing after Precious Pearl Earth Treasury along the mountain rocks and cliffs.
Precious Pearl Earth Treasury was secretly alarmed. After shattering an ice dragon with her tin staff, a golden light Zen cloud appeared beneath her feet, and she flew upward at an even faster speed.
Love Mountain appeared to be just an ordinary majestic mountain, but it was filled with Ancestor order. With Precious Pearl Earth Treasury's cultivation, she could not reach the top in a short time.
Clearly, Gandharva had intervened in the battle again, using Sick Lion Camel's hand to put Precious Pearl Earth Treasury to death. "Gandharva is trapping you. Where do you think you can escape? This secluded valley in the mountain is the hell from which you cannot escape."
Sick Lion Camel's voice rang out.
The Thousand Army War Flag arrived even faster than the sound. Precious Pearl Earth Treasury's movement was agile, dodging the flag surface, but she could not avoid the corpse poison and disease curse emanating from within the flag.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Sick Lion Camel and Precious Pearl Earth Treasury engaged in close combat, the Thousand Army War Flag clashing with the tin staff.
Without the support of the Kinnara army and Gandharva's formation, Precious Pearl Earth Treasury could barely hold her own against Sick Lion Camel, fighting and retreating as she moved toward the mountain top.
"Boom!"
Decayed Stone God's speed seemed to cross space, appearing out of thin air in front of Sandalwood Earth Treasury. He struck his head with one finger.
"Stone Scripture Death Curse!"
Behind Decayed Stone God were the figures of billions of Stone Clan cultivators.
Each figure, through the formation, had a wisp of Qi connected to Decayed Stone God. He was the heart of the myriad army, the source of countless threads, the strongest protrusion of the formation.
Most of the bones in Sandalwood Earth Treasury's body were shattered by this finger strike. As he flew backward, dense Stone Scripture scriptures appeared on his skin, and his body was petrifying.
One by one, the metal great worlds lost control and fell downward.