Chapter 2144: The Great Battle

A tremendous explosion rang out, and dense spells, like snow melting in spring, were swept away by a blue sound wave.

Ripples appeared above Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan's heads. A massive hand, over a thousand feet in size, materialized out of thin air. The surface of the hand bore phantom images of dragons, tigers, phoenixes, and spiritual butterflies. Even before it descended, it exuded a powerful sense of oppression. This was the Myriad Spirit Demon-Catching Hand, the Myriad Spirit Gate's unique secret technique.

Dragon roars, phoenix cries, and insect chirps filled the air. The Golden Chirping Pendant on Wang Changsheng's chest glowed brightly, emitting a golden light that protected them. Despite this, they still felt somewhat uncomfortable.

The massive hand, carrying an aura of destruction, slammed down, seemingly intent on crushing Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan into a pulp.

Wang Changsheng struck the Nine Flood Dragon Drum again, and another dragon roar sounded as a hazy blue sound wave surged forth.

With a loud bang, the Myriad Spirit Beast-Catching Hand and the blue sound wave annihilated each other. A powerful airwave spread out, leveling over a dozen mountaintops. Dust and smoke filled the sky, making it impossible to see one's hand even a few miles around.

Su Yuntao was secretly astonished by this sight. He hadn't expected Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan to withstand that attack.

As the void rippled, a massive golden seal, constantly shimmering, suddenly appeared above their heads. The golden seal emitted astonishing spiritual energy fluctuations. The moment the golden seal appeared, an irresistible gravitational force pressed down. Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan felt the void tighten around them; moving even a single step became impossible, and breathing grew difficult.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, hand over the Xuantian item, and I'll guarantee your safety. Once we're out of the Profound Spirit Cave, I will certainly not mistreat you. You can have at least one hundred million spirit stones worth of cultivation resources, including elixirs, treasures, and formations, as you wish." Zheng Qiuyue's voice was filled with temptation. It wasn't that she was reluctant to kill Wang Changsheng, but rather that she wanted to win over Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan. Given the Divine Weapon Sect's strength, it would be somewhat difficult to take the Xuantian item out.

"Fairy Zheng, I cannot comply." Wang Changsheng refused directly. If he truly handed the Xuantian item to Zheng Qiuyue, Chen Yueying would definitely not spare him. For the sake of the Xuantian item, Zhao Hong's physical body was destroyed, and Sun Yan was severely injured. They had fought desperately for this Xuantian item, and Wang Changsheng couldn't just hand it over to outsiders.

"Junior Brother Wang, give me the Xuantian item. After we get out, I'll report everything truthfully to Grandmaster Li, and you'll definitely be well rewarded." Ma Qianqian transmitted her voice, her tone anxious, and her eyes filled with anticipation.

Before Wang Changsheng could answer, the golden seal smashed down, and the void trembled and warped. Wang Changsheng's arms glowed with a brilliant blue light, and he struck towards the golden seal. With two muffled thuds, the golden seal flew backward. A hint of surprise flashed in Zheng Qiuyue's beautiful eyes. "Wang Changsheng's physical strength is this powerful?" He had actually sent the Golden Phoenix Seal flying. This treasure, fused with an exotic meteor stone, was incredibly heavy.

A thick, long dragon tail slammed down, and Wang Changsheng crossed his arms and blocked forward. With a dull thud, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan were sent flying backward like broken kites. Wang Changsheng spat out a mouthful of vital blood, his face turning pale. Dense spells rained down from the sky: golden lightning, cyan flames, white ice arrows, yellow sand blades, and more, engulfing their figures. Powerful airwaves spread out, and peak after peak exploded, with dust billowing everywhere.

A strong gust of wind blew through. As the dust settled, the ground was left pockmarked, and Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan were nowhere to be seen.

"Earth Evasion Art?" Yan Linlang snorted coldly. She raised her hand and conjured a small hammer, flickering with yellow light, which instantly grew in size and slammed towards the ground. The ground shook and split apart, revealing thick, long cracks, as if an earthquake had struck. A hundred miles away, a low earth mound suddenly exploded, turning into countless particles of dust.

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan flew out from underground. The Two-Eyed Mouse was nestled in Wang Changsheng's arms. Wang Changsheng's face was pale, and he was covered in bloodstains. However, these were merely superficial abrasions, not serious injuries. Wang Ruyan was also unharmed. They exchanged glances. Blue light burst forth from their bodies, and they transformed into a single streak of escape light, soaring towards the sky. Covering ten miles in an instant, their escape speed increased significantly.

Su Yuntao's expression turned cold. He flipped his hand and took out a long bow, constantly shimmering with red light, with a lifelike red giant tiger carved onto its limb. He held the bow with his left hand and drew the string with his right. A tiger's roar, echoing through heaven and earth, resounded. Five crimson arrows, continuously swirling with red light, appeared out of thin air. Upon closer inspection, these five red arrows were composed of countless red flames, emitting terrifying high temperatures. Arrow whistling sounds, "whoosh, whoosh, whoosh," rang out as the five red arrows shot forth, transforming into five crimson rainbows, heading directly towards Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan.

The moment Wang Changsheng and the others engaged in combat, Ning Lan and his group also started fighting among themselves. As a result, the two sixth-tier demonic beasts quickly broke free. To obtain the Xuantian item, they had collaborated. Now that the Xuantian item was in hand, they immediately turned on each other, attacking one another. After the sixth-tier demonic beasts broke free, they immediately attacked Ning Lan and his group, and five Spirit Transformation cultivators instantly perished.

Two screams, one male and one female, came from the distant horizon. However, soon, the blue escape light intensified significantly, and its speed increased considerably once more. Su Yuntao let out a soft snort, transformed into a red streak of escape light, and pursued them. Mu Yaoyao and the others followed closely, giving chase. Ma Qianqian was no exception, and Sun Yan, under the cover of her fellow disciples, also joined the pursuit. All parties chased and interfered with each other. Numerous skirmishes erupted during this time, and several Spirit Transformation cultivators met tragic ends.

Outside the Profound Spirit Cave, Chen Yueying and the others were chatting idly.

"By my estimation, the Profound Spirit Cave is about to close," Sun Yu suggested with a smile, his tone warm. "Fellow Daoists, how about we place a bet? Let's see which sect has the most disciples emerge, how does that sound?"

"Fellow Daoist Sun, your Xuanqing Sect sent forty disciples in, the most of any sect," Golden Cauldron True Monarch suggested. "Betting on the sheer number of people isn't fair to us. How about we bet on whether the number of survivors is odd or even?"

"Hmph, this time is different from the last," Chen Yueying snorted with some dissatisfaction. "We don't know what happened inside, but the number of casualties far exceeds the previous time. And you still have the mind to gamble." It wasn't that she highly valued her disciples, but rather that she hoped they would bring out the items she desired, especially the Nine Lightning Bamboo.

"No matter what happens inside, we can't intervene," Sun Yu suggested. "Since we're just idle anyway, why not place a bet to pass the time?" They had been guarding this place for several months, and there was nothing left to talk about. They had already discussed cultivation insights, item exchanges, and strange tales from the cultivation world exhaustively.

"I have no interest in betting, fellow Daoists. Please proceed as you wish," a corpulent old man in a golden robe said with a frown, his eyes filled with worry. A golden leaf pattern adorned his sleeve. Many disciples of the Li family had suffered heavy casualties, so he was in no mood to gamble.

"I'm not interested either," Li Yan agreed. "What if the old monster of the Blazing Fire Race sent a clone inside to massacre everyone? Let's just forget it. I hope more people make it out!"