Chapter 1664: Heavenly Soldier True Immortal

Wang Changsheng slumped to the ground, a fiery pain searing through his body, his clothes in tatters. The flames spewed by True Monarch Lihuo were incredibly powerful; they had burned his magical robe to ashes. If he hadn't acquired the Splitting Sea Gauntlet, killing True Monarch Lihuo would have been even more difficult.

Ignoring the pain, he casually pulled out a new magical robe and put it on before leaving the Blazing Sun Divine Pagoda with Wang Ruyan.

Outside, the two fourth-tier demon beasts released by Zhao Junyue had also been annihilated by Wang Xin's secret art, "Great Might Heavenly Dragon."

Wang Changsheng collected the magical treasures of True Monarch Lihuo and Zhao Junyue. This time, defeating two formidable enemies had yielded significant rewards, including several spiritual treasures. With no time to count them, they quickly rejoined the battle.

True Monarch Tianhuo was struggling against the combined attacks of Fu Wen and the Sun-Moon Dual Sages. The Sun-Moon Dual Sages wielded the Sun-Moon Wheel, a spiritual treasure of immense power, far surpassing ordinary magical artifacts.

"Senior Fu, we've dealt with the enemies and are here to assist you."

Wang Changsheng's voice reached Fu Wen's ears. Fu Wen's eyes brightened. Even with a Heaven-Treading Spiritual Treasure in hand, he found it difficult to eliminate True Monarch Tianhuo, who possessed several spiritual treasures of his own.

The Myriad People’s Brush in Fu Wen's hand glowed brightly as he gestured in the air. Space behind True Monarch Tianhuo rippled, and a colossal character for "cage" emerged. As True Monarch Tianhuo prepared to evade, a muffled groan escaped him, and his sea of consciousness throbbed with intense pain.

"Divine sense attack!"

True Monarch Tianhuo frowned. A Nascent Soul cultivator’s divine sense could take form, but only as a shape; attacking others required corresponding secret arts.

Seizing this opportunity, the "cage" character blurred and transformed into a gigantic cage, trapping True Monarch Tianhuo.

A rushing sound filled the air as a gold and silver wheel flew towards him—it was the spiritual treasure, the Sun-Moon Wheel. A small, red-glowing umbrella floated above True Monarch Tianhuo's head, its surface adorned with a pattern resembling a Qilin. A crimson light enveloped True Monarch Tianhuo.

The bi-colored wheel struck the red light, causing it to violently shake and dim. A moment later, a massive, white greatsword, thousands of feet long, descended from the sky, cleaving towards True Monarch Tianhuo.

With a muffled tearing sound, the red light shattered, and the red umbrella disintegrated. The white greatsword struck True Monarch Tianhuo, who dissolved into specks of fire and vanished.

Hundreds of feet away, a crimson firelight flared in the void, and True Monarch Tianhuo reappeared. The moment he emerged, white snowflakes and plum blossom trees materialized above his head.

True Monarch Tianhuo cursed inwardly, attempting to evade, but a sudden, piercing pain erupted in his sea of consciousness, contorting his face. Flames surged from his body, and his surroundings abruptly shifted. He found himself in a world of ice and snow, with large snowflakes continuously falling from the sky and the temperature plummeting.

"Illusion! No, this is within a painting, using heaven and earth as the canvas, the water of rivers and seas as ink. This is a Confucian Dao divine ability."

Wang Changsheng's eyes lit up with joy as he saw True Monarch Tianhuo's gaze become vacant. He moved his fists, sending out a barrage of dense blue fist-shadows towards True Monarch Tianhuo.

True Monarch Tianhuo's body was enveloped in a crimson flame, its spiritual light continuously flowing. The dense blue fist-shadows struck the crimson flame, disappearing without a trace, like mud sinking into the sea.

The Sun-Moon Dual Sages' "Tai Chi Immortal Slaying Slash" was also blocked by the crimson flames around True Monarch Tianhuo.

Fu Wen held the Myriad People’s Brush with both hands, gesturing in the air. Mysterious runes flew out, successively merging into the sea of fire and entering True Monarch Tianhuo's body.

After a moment, True Monarch Tianhuo's eyes suddenly snapped open, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Explode!"

With a low roar, True Monarch Tianhuo's body rapidly expanded and then violently burst, transforming into a sky full of blood rain, a powerful shockwave expanding outwards. At that moment, the seawater churned violently, rising hundreds of feet high, blocking the shockwave.

Ten thousand feet away, a red light appeared, revealing True Monarch Tianhuo's figure. His face was bloodless, and his left arm was missing.

"Substitution spell, huh? I'll see how many times you can substitute." Fu Wen's expression turned cold, preparing to launch another attack on True Monarch Tianhuo.

Just then, Wang Changsheng sent a telepathic message to Fu Wen: "Bad news, Senior Fu! More Nascent Soul cultivators are approaching, quite a few of them. We need to retreat quickly."

Fu Wen was momentarily stunned. He expanded his divine sense and indeed detected cultivators approaching five hundred miles away, moving at an incredibly fast speed. He hadn't expected Wang Changsheng's divine sense to be so powerful, comparable to a cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage.

True Monarch Tianhuo's body glowed with a brilliant red light, transforming into a sky full of flames that shot in all directions with extreme speed. After a few flashes, True Monarch Tianhuo vanished.

Fu Wen didn't pursue him. He immediately commanded, "Retreat quickly."

"Retreat? Can you still escape? Stay here forever!"

A booming male voice suddenly rang out. As soon as the words fell, a dazzling golden light appeared in the sky. After a blur, it transformed into a tall, golden-robed young man with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, wearing a golden python robe and a green dragon-patterned belt, radiating an imposing aura.

This was True Monarch Tianbing, at the early Nascent Soul stage. He was Shangguan Tianhong's junior brother, proficient in puppet arts. His artifact refining skill was second only to Shangguan Tianhong's; the fifth-tier puppet beasts were personally crafted by him. While Shangguan Tianhong excelled at refining magical treasures, True Monarch Tianbing specialized in refining puppet beasts.

"Young friend Wang, young friend Du, you will follow me to face the enemy. Fellow Daoist Li, you will each lead a team to retreat," Fu Wen gravely instructed. He had brought too many high-level cultivators. Honestly, among them, only the Azure Lotus Immortal Couple and the Sun-Moon Dual Sages caught Fu Wen's eye; the others were a burden to him. Together, they had already severely wounded True Monarch Tianhuo and might even be able to heavily injure another early Nascent Soul cultivator.

"Qiuming, Yingjie, follow Fellow Daoist Huang and retreat quickly," Wang Changsheng sent a telepathic message to Wang Qiuming and Wang Yingjie. Huang Fugui was skilled in survival. If the clan members followed Huang Fugui, their chances of survival would be higher, provided they could hold off the enemies.

The cultivators fell into disarray. Some followed the Nascent Soul cultivators, while others fled on their own, making the scene chaotic.

Huang Fugui, seeing another Nascent Soul cultivator appear, was terrified. Upon hearing Fu Wen's words, he was overjoyed and about to slip away when Wang Ruyan's voice reached his ear: "Fellow Daoist Huang, we will face the enemy with Senior Fu. Please take our clan members to safety. We hope you can protect them, and we will surely reward you generously in the future."

Huang Fugui's eyes darted around, and he patted his chest, agreeing. He released a golden-glowing flying boat, carrying Wang Qiuming and others along the way they came, moving exceptionally fast.

Wang Yingjie and the others looked at Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan, their faces grave. This parting, they wondered if it would be forever.

True Monarch Tianbing's gaze fell upon Du Xu and the other three. He sneered, "Sun-Moon Dual Sages, Azure Lotus Immortal Couple, excellent! You've all come to the Sky-Laned Realm. Then stay here! No need to return."

He flicked his sleeve, and a golden light and a silver light flew out, revealing a hundred-foot-long golden flood dragon and a ten-foot-tall silver peng bird. They were mere skeletons, without flesh, crafted from the bones of fourth-tier high-grade demon beasts. Their strength was no less than that of late Nascent Soul cultivators. If he could stall for a while, and reinforcements arrived, the cultivators from the East-Fence Realm would surely perish.

The golden flood dragon lunged towards the Sun-Moon Dual Sages, and the silver peng bird soared towards the Azure Lotus Immortal Couple. The silver peng bird had not yet approached when countless silver electrical arcs surged from its body, emitting a terrifying energy fluctuation.

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan's expressions grew solemn. Wang Changsheng moved his fists, and dense blue fist-shadows flew out, heading straight for the silver peng bird.