Chapter 2444: Great Immortals Descend The Great Calamity Approaches

"Venerable Ming... The 'Venerable Ming' of the Helian Alliance!" Six-Wing gasped in surprise.

He had naturally heard of the Helian Alliance's reputation.

"Haha, I didn't expect my humble name to have reached your ears, Fellow Daoist. Fellow Daoist Six-Wing, there's no need to worry. The reason our alliance has dispatched so many people to invite you this time is solely for the blood sacrifice fiend who has been wreaking havoc on other continents. We harbor absolutely no ill will towards you personally," Venerable Ming said with a smile.

"That fiend has already arrived on Fengyuan Continent!" Six-Wing's face changed drastically upon hearing this.

"Well... our alliance hasn't discovered that yet, but this old man believes it's only a matter of time before it appears in Fengyuan. Fellow Daoist, you must think so too, otherwise, you wouldn't have that expression," Venerable Ming said unhurriedly.

"Hmph, since Fellow Daoist Ming has personally come, it seems I have no choice but to agree. Alright, I'll go with you. However, I am currently at a critical stage of recovering my true essence..." Six-Wing's expression fluctuated. After sweeping his gaze across the five Mahayana cultivators before him, he finally decided to temporarily yield but seized the opportunity to state his conditions.

"Haha, that's easily arranged. Our alliance may not have much else, but we can certainly supply some pills. As long as Fellow Daoist Six-Wing returns with us, all pills for restoring true essence will be provided by our alliance. And this immortal maiden, you must be Fellow Daoist Ice Phoenix, correct?" Venerable Ming laughed heartily, agreed immediately, and then suddenly turned to ask Ice Phoenix, who was standing nearby.

"I wouldn't dare. This junior is indeed Ice Phoenix. How did Senior know of this junior?" Ice Phoenix was startled by the question and, not daring to be impolite, curtsied to the red-haired elder.

"There's no need to be so polite, Fellow Daoist Ice Phoenix. I recently met Fellow Daoist Han of the human race, and he personally mentioned you to me, asking me to look after you should I encounter you," Venerable Ming replied with unusual cordiality.

"Brother Han... I understand. This junior will also accompany Senior to your alliance as a guest," Ice Phoenix said respectfully after a fleeting look of joy crossed her face and a moment of thought.

Six-Wing, who was standing nearby, looked a bit troubled after hearing Han Li's name.

"Then I thank both of you, Fellow Daoists. There are some matters I wish to discuss in detail with both of you on the way," Venerable Ming said.

Seeing this, Venerable Ming smiled faintly. With a single-handed incantation, a violent fluctuation immediately appeared high in the sky. A bronze longboat, over a hundred zhang long, tore through space and emerged, slowly descending towards them.

By this point, Six-Wing and Ice Phoenix naturally had no intention of backing out. Immediately, all of them flew up to the colossal vessel in the sky.

With a roar, the longboat transformed into a mass of green light and shot through the air, disappearing.

A month later, Han Li, who was refining the Fiend-Slaying Divine Thunder in a secret chamber of Qingyuan Palace, suddenly stirred. He stopped the incantation in his hand. With a flash of green light, a green talisman flew out from his sleeve. After circling in the air, it transformed into several lines of green text, hovering at a low altitude in front of him.

After merely glancing at it, Han Li's eyes couldn't help but narrow slightly.

"Ice Phoenix and Six-Wing have actually been found. The Helian Alliance moves incredibly fast; it seems they are quite confident about this alliance. Although I don't have time to spare a clone right now, there are still some matters that need to be personally inquired about," Han Li murmured with a sigh.

Han Li murmured with a sigh. Then, remembering something else, he formed a hand seal with one hand, his lips moving silently a few times.

At the same time, in another side hall's secret chamber of Qingyuan Palace, Old Ancestor Huashi, who was cultivating with his eyes closed, heard Han Li's telepathic message.

He listened intently for a moment, startled, then immediately left the secret chamber.

Half a day later, Old Ancestor Huashi hurriedly left Yuanhe Island.

Three months later.

On the Fengyuan Continent, within the forbidden grounds of the "Armored Boar Clan"—a major tribe ranked among the top ten—over a hundred Armored Boar Clan guards, with large heads and ears resembling pig snouts but strong, enormous bodies, stood silently beside a grand hall.

Suddenly, a buzzing sound emanated from within the hall, accompanied by a faint ripple of spatial fluctuation.

Outside, several of the strongest leading guards immediately changed their expressions. After exchanging glances, they walked into the hall without a word.

After passing through a winding corridor, a vast hall enveloped by a hazy white light screen appeared before them.

Within the light screen, a massive magic formation, roughly an *mu* in size, emanated a faint spiritual glow, appearing to be in the midst of activation.

"What's happening? Why is someone being teleported from another continent at this time? Commander Fei, did you receive any orders in advance?" a slightly shorter Armored Boar Clan guard asked coldly, his gaze sharpening, turning to the guard with a greatsword on his back.

"No, our Teleportation Hall hasn't received any orders for anyone to be teleported. Could it be that an important figure from the other side had an urgent matter and used the formation temporarily without prior notice?" the guard with the greatsword on his back shook his head, speaking with some hesitation.

"That's certainly possible. Regardless, we'll soon find out who would come to our Fengyuan at this hour," the shorter guard said, frowning, but still cautiously motioned for the others to be careful.

The others immediately understood and spread out, blocking the entire exit.

Almost as soon as these Armored Boar Clan guards completed their actions, the massive magic formation hummed. After a swirl of light at its center, two faint figures, one tall and one short, suddenly appeared.

After these Armored Boar Clan guards swept their gaze over the figures, the shorter guard's expression instantly changed as he demanded:

"No, you are not members of our tribe! How could the person in charge on the other side allow outsiders to use the cross-continental formation to teleport at this time?"

"Hehe, those people over there? If we kill them all, won't we be able to teleport ourselves?" a faint voice emerged from within the formation. As the light within it receded, the true forms of the two figures were finally revealed.

The shorter figure wore a black robe and had a somewhat pale face, while the taller figure sported a massive deer head, gazing ferociously at the Armored Boar Clan guards outside the light screen.

They were none other than the True Immortal Ma Liang and the True Spirit Yang Lu.

"It's an enemy! Send out the alarm immediately!"

The guard with the greatsword on his back cried out in alarm upon hearing this. At the same time, he moved his arm and seized the greatsword from his back.

The others naturally reacted as well. One of them, without hesitation, raised a hand, and a red talisman immediately shot out from his sleeve. With a flash, it pierced through the roof of the hall as if an invisible entity, soaring out.

The next moment, a crimson fireball appeared above the hall outside and exploded with a tremendous roar.

Upon witnessing this, the hundred-plus other guards nearby immediately stirred into a commotion. Most of them rushed into the hall, while a smaller portion rapidly retreated, drawing out various formation-setting tools from their robes and simultaneously throwing them into the air.

In an instant, streams of five-colored light flew out from these tools. After converging around the area, they transformed into thirty-six enormous bronze pillars, which fell straight down, encircling the entire hall.

Each of these bronze pillars was over a hundred zhang long, their surfaces fiery red, inscribed with dense, faint silver spiritual runes.

It was only then that the retreating Armored Boar Clan guards looked towards the hall's exit with slightly eased expressions.

Then came an earth-shattering roar!

The entire hall exploded outwards like a volcano, sending countless fragments of stone and wood flying in all directions. However, as soon as they reached the vicinity of the crimson bronze pillars, a faint curtain of fire materialized.

Upon contact, everything instantly flashed red and turned to ashes. The guards who had rushed into the hall earlier were now completely gone.

The remaining Armored Boar Clan guards outside were naturally shocked and enraged by this sight.

Just then, two figures, Ma Liang and Yang Lu, slowly flew out from the ruins of the hall.

Yang Lu, one of them, was holding a round object in one hand and bringing it to his mouth, seemingly chewing something large.

"Commander Fei!"

A sharp-eyed guard instantly recognized what Yang Lu was gnawing on, crying out in a mix of shock and fury.

"Activate the restrictions!"

Seeing this scene, everyone understood that most, if not all, of their clansmen who had rushed into the hall had met with disaster. Immediately, someone roared in anger.

Instantly, all the guards began to activate the formation tools in the air.

After the five-colored light flashed again, blinding red light pulsed on the surface of the thirty-six crimson bronze pillars, and each pillar unleashed a beam of red light towards Yang Lu.

"Heh heh, do you think these mere restrictions can stop me?" Yang Lu burst into maniacal laughter. With a sharp intake of breath, his body immediately swelled to enormous proportions as if inflated, and a yellow battle armor materialized on his skin.

*Thump-thump* sounds rang out loudly.

The red light beams struck the earthy yellow armor, extinguishing like blows upon dry wood. Yang Lu, encased within, was astonishingly unharmed.

"It's rude not to return a courtesy; you shall take this move from me too."

Seeing this, Yang Lu let out a sinister chuckle. With a wave of his large hand in the empty air, a black great axe materialized. Grasping it with both hands, he swung it fiercely in all directions.

A piercing shriek erupted!

A black blade-ring suddenly emanated from Yang Lu, sweeping outwards in all directions and vanishing in a flash.

Loud *thump-thump* sounds filled the air.

After a flash of black light, the thirty-six crimson bronze pillars were almost simultaneously cleaved in half from the middle, and the red light curtain they had conjured instantly dissipated and vanished.

Yang Lu chuckled. Just as he was about to strike again to finish off the remaining Armored Boar Clan guards, Ma Liang, standing beside him, said somewhat impatiently:

"Let's go. Why bother killing these low-level fellows? It's more important to attend to proper business."

"Yes, Master," Yang Lu replied respectfully, startled inwardly. He then raised his hand, causing the black axe to vanish into thin air, and his body instantly reverted to its original size.

Ignoring the remaining guards, the two then transformed into streaks of light and shot off in a certain direction.

With their flight speed, they had traveled tens of millions of miles in less than half an hour. Just as they were crossing a grassland and a gigantic mountain range appeared before them, the black-robed youth suddenly stirred and halted his escape light.

"Master, what happened?" Yang Lu naturally stopped as well, following closely behind, and asked with some confusion.