Chapter 567: Instantaneous Changes

Huang Tian succeeded, and the Boundless Sect Master was slain. The eruption of the Blood-Filth Divine Light caused heavy losses for the Heavenly Alliance; even Daoist Zhen Yi's whisk magic treasure was caught in its blast. While it sounds complicated in description, all these drastic changes occurred in mere moments.

Almost simultaneously, the devils from Sin Abyss launched their assault. Cloaked in surging demonic energy, ghostly figures surged forward, closing in rapidly for the kill. Both sides demonstrated extreme resolve. Even the unforeseen setback with the Boundless Sect Master, who failed to disable the cultivators' magic treasures from the Little Cold Domain as planned, did not deter Sin Abyss's resolve to attack.

Old Devil Ye bellowed, "Slay the Heavenly Alliance!"

Without hesitation, the Sin Abyss cultivators abandoned the Little Cold Domain and collectively lunged at the Heavenly Alliance cultivators. It was clear they understood that the cultivators from the Little Cold Domain were still at full strength, capable of fighting back, and thus difficult to deal with. Getting bogged down in a chaotic fight with the Little Cold Domain would make it hard to achieve a decisive victory. Their time was limited, making it impossible to wipe out cultivators from both domains in one sweep.

In contrast, the Heavenly Alliance cultivators' strongest magic treasures had been severely damaged, their strength drastically diminished, and their formation was in utter disarray, scattered like loose sand, thanks to Huang Tian. This presented the opportune moment. Sin Abyss regarded both the Little Cold Domain and the Heavenly Alliance as formidable adversaries. By crippling the Heavenly Alliance now, they ensured that even if the two domains united in the future, they would pose no significant threat. All their painstaking efforts and wicked schemes would not have been in vain!

At Old Devil Ye's command, phantom images of magic treasures suddenly ascended from the Sin Abyss cultivators' ranks. Most of these were nefarious demonic artifacts, including banners and command talismans. Amidst the darkness, demonic energy billowed, countless tormented souls and shadowy specters emerged, instantly transforming the immortal formation into what appeared to be a netherworld ghost realm. Having plotted for a long time, Sin Abyss had prepared these magic treasures well in advance. The moment they manifested, they immediately converged into the fiercest attacks, simultaneously striking at the Heavenly Alliance cultivators. The overwhelming barrage from countless magic treasures was dazzling to behold, eventually merging with the demonic energy to form a surging tide of evil, which erupted forth with profound darkness and malevolence.

Concurrently, a colossal six-armed demonic shadow, towering a hundred zhang tall and seemingly touching the heavens, rose from behind the Sin Abyss cultivators. Its eyes, like bronze bells, were soul-devouring and fiercely malevolent. Once standing, the demonic shadow was tall enough to peer over the Lesser Polaris Star Array. It brandished its six arms, roaring skyward, its demonic roar assaulting the mind, causing dizziness and a churning in one's blood.

Even Daoist Zhen Yi and Old Ancestor Scarlet Hair had never witnessed such a demonic shadow and were clueless about its origins or capabilities. However, it was plausible that the Sin Abyss cultivators relied on this demonic shadow to withstand the void winds of the immortal formation, and perhaps even to breach its passage.

"What ancient demon has Sin Abyss summoned?" Everyone was deeply alarmed.

Just then, the demonic shadow's eyes blazed with malevolence as it swung all six arms, smashing down fiercely upon the star map.

*Boom!*

The Polaris Star shone brilliantly, vying for dominance with the demonic shadow. Four individuals originally maintained the Lesser Polaris Star Array, but with Huang Tian's escape, only three remained, causing the array to show signs of instability. Although it managed to withstand the demonic shadow's blows, the array inevitably faltered. The Sin Abyss cultivators' assault swiftly followed, exploiting the opening!

Daoist Zhen Yi's expression drastically changed. The Nascent Soul cultivators who had entered the Ziwei Palace on this occasion represented almost all of the Heavenly Alliance's top masters. If they perished here, the Heavenly Alliance would be effectively annihilated. Furthermore, Daoist Zhen Yi was positioned at the very front, directly in the line of fire!

"Old Devil Ye, I swear I won't be a man if I don't avenge this!" With bloodshot eyes, Daoist Zhen Yi let out a piercing cry and suddenly raised the whisk in his hand. His whisk had only been lightly grazed by the Blood-Filth Divine Light, suffering minor damage that could be restored with some refining. However, he had no time to repair his magic treasure now. Daoist Zhen Yi raised his whisk, appearing incredibly fragile against the combined assault of the Sin Abyss cultivators, akin to a praying mantis attempting to stop a chariot.

The whisk fanned out, unfurling a vast web of silken threads like celestial maidens scattering flowers. It surged against the incoming tide, actively meeting the Sin Abyss cultivators' attack. Each thread gleamed with an ethereal light, as sharp as a sword. At the tips of these threads, an astonishing phenomenon materialized: countless Divine Swords of the Five Elements appeared, unleashing a torrent of sword qi. These swirled like dancing dragons, pervasive and omnipresent, as if a small world comprised solely of flying swords had unfurled, intending to engulf the Sin Abyss cultivators' attacks.

Simultaneously, the whisk's handle gradually disintegrated until the entire magic treasure vanished. Daoist Zhen Yi had, in fact, detonated his own natal magic treasure to block Sin Abyss's onslaught. This whisk, his natal magic treasure, had accompanied him since he first formed his Golden Core. Now, as a top master at the peak of the Mid Nascent Soul stage, he was only a step away from the Late Nascent Soul stage. Over hundreds of years, he had faced countless perils, and his natal magic treasure had been damaged numerous times, yet he had never been driven to the extreme of self-detonating it. It was ironic that, now counted among the pinnacle of cultivators, he found himself in such a desperate predicament.

With his natal magic treasure destroyed, his life force was intrinsically linked to it. Daoist Zhen Yi coughed up a mouthful of fresh blood, his face turning ashen. The hatred in his eyes intensified, deeply etched into his very being; he utterly despised Sin Abyss.

"Hahaha..." Old Devil Ye guffawed wildly, then said coldly, "Old bull-nose, so you've met your match today! But to think you could stop me with just one magic treasure? You must be dreaming."

*Boom!*

Before his words had even faded, an earth-shattering roar erupted from the front. The flying sword phenomenon created by the whisk's self-detonation lasted only a moment against the impact before being utterly destroyed. It was an extremely violent collision, with both sides wielding astonishing power. The moment of impact unleashed an incredibly terrifying and chaotic surge of energy, sending countless shattered sword fragments flying.

No matter how powerful Daoist Zhen Yi was, he was still just one individual. While the Sin Abyss cultivators' magic treasure attacks had been slightly weakened, they still retained terrifying power. Daoist Zhen Yi's eyes were wide with desperation. He could only dodge, knowing that if he didn't, he wouldn't survive, and if he fled, everyone behind him would be doomed. This time, who knew how many Heavenly Alliance cultivators would escape with their lives? What would become of the Heavenly Alliance in the future?

Unexpectedly, just then, a scorching aura brushed past him. This aura emanated from a massive crimson fist-shadow, remarkably solid and ablaze with fierce flames, radiating an extremely pure Yang energy. The fist-shadow soared past Daoist Zhen Yi, succeeding the flying sword world formed by the whisk, and created a second barrier.

Overjoyed, Daoist Zhen Yi abruptly turned his head. He saw Old Ancestor Scarlet Hair, eyes wide and furious, hair bristling with rage. Old Ancestor Scarlet Hair had adopted a punching stance, with fiery light erupting from his hands and inextinguishable flames enveloping his body. These were not actual flames, but the pure manifestation of extreme Yang power. Old Ancestor Scarlet Hair resembled a living fire god, his imposing aura overwhelming all present. The fist-shadow seen moments ago was indeed unleashed by Old Ancestor Scarlet Hair! The fist-shadow was also shattered by the Sin Abyss cultivators' magic treasures, but it succeeded in weakening them further, potentially saving a few more lives for the Heavenly Alliance.

Simultaneously, Old Ancestor Scarlet Hair roared skyward, "Save them!"

The battle situation was changing rapidly, and all three primary commanders made the most crucial decisions. Old Ancestor Scarlet Hair unhesitatingly decided to save lives.