Chapter 2026: Blood Demon Disintegration Spell! It’s Done! (2)

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The longsword in his hand was still sharp, but the speed of its swings had already slowed down considerably.

In front of him were three Nascent Soul Stage demonic cultivators, equally scarred but still insanely relentless.

The power of the “Filthy Blood Spirit Erosion Array” was continuously weakening him and all the disciples of the Qingyun Sect.

The light of the Green Wood Battle Formation had dimmed to the extreme.

Disciples from the Battle Hall kept falling, screaming miserably, instantly torn to pieces by the swarming demonic cultivators.

The defense line was about to collapse.

Qin Mingyuan sensed the disturbance in energy from the main peak and knew that something had happened with Luo Qingchen.

Resoluteness surged in his heart.

“Battle Hall members, fight to the death and do not retreat!”

He let out his final roar and the Nascent Soul within him began to burn wildly.

A destructive aura erupted from his body.

He was about to self-detonate to gain the sect a last bit of time.

Desperate situation.

Surrounded by enemies.

Whether it was the Heavenly Desperate Cliff, the main peak, or Wangyue Valley, Qingyun Sect was already forced to the edge of a precipice.

At the summit of the Heavenly Desperate Cliff.

Luo Qingchen’s consciousness began to blur.

He felt his life force being drained along with the collapse of the Star Gate.

Was this, failure?

Just as he was about to give up.

A pair of soft and warm little hands suddenly pressed against his back.

It was Bai Ling’er.

At some unknown time, the little one had freed herself from Lin Wan’er’s embrace and ran to his back.

Her face no longer had its usual innocence and joy, replaced by a solemn and serious expression unbefitting her age.

She seemed to feel Luo Qingchen’s despair as well.

She sensed that this world was heading towards destruction.

“Ah!”

Bai Ling’er let out a crisp yet powerful shout.

She placed her tiny palm on the scorching, flickering Star Map bronze plate.

Buzz!

At the instant her hand touched the bronze plate.

An abrupt mutation occurred!

The golden imprint of the Nine Revolutions Soul Revival Grass on Bai Ling’er’s forehead suddenly exploded with unprecedented dazzling brilliance.

A pure, vast, life-filled supreme True Dragon Power, like a flood breaching a dike, surged rapidly from within her, pouring into the Star Map bronze plate.

This power resonated in some inexplicable way with Luo Qingchen’s nearly exhausted Chaotic Power and the tumultuous Star Force inside the bronze plate.

It wasn’t a simple addition of one plus one equaling two.

It was an essential sublimation!

Chaos is the beginning and end of all things, encompassing and assimilating everything.

True Dragon is the ultimate of life and order, creating and safeguarding all things.

Stars are the framework and veins of the universe, constructing worlds and operating laws.

At this moment, these three supreme forces representing the essence of the universe found a perfect balance point within the Star Map bronze plate.

They no longer conflicted or repelled each other.

They began to intertwine, fuse, and spiral upward.

Forming a new, higher-dimensional force beyond Luo Qingchen’s understanding!

Luo Qingchen’s dimming consciousness instantly regained clarity under the nourishment of this newborn power.

He felt a warm and magnificent force flowing through his body, repairing his damaged meridians and Divine Soul.

He saw.

He saw the gray Chaotic Power, golden True Dragon Power, and profound Star Force spinning and dancing around the Star Map bronze plate like three playful dragons.

Wherever they passed, the filthy demonic Qi was purified and melted instantly like snow under the sun, leaving not a trace behind.

The nearly shattered golden barrier regained solidity under the illumination of this force, even becoming a hundred times stronger than before.

The crisis was resolved.

But everything had not yet ended.

This new force, fused with three supreme attributes, did not stop after purifying the demonic Qi.

It transformed into a torrent, rushing into the rapidly collapsing phantom of the Star Gate.

Boom!

The entire world fell silent.

A massive, indescribably magnificent pillar of light comprising seven colors soared into the sky from the summit of the Heavenly Desperate Cliff.

It pierced through the clouds and heavens, as if it would puncture the very fabric of this world.

Within the pillar of light, ancient, vast, mysterious, and majestic energy pulsated.

In the sky, the seven stars shining brightly in daylight responded to this seven-colored pillar of light.

The previously unstable and ethereal Star Gate began to solidify rapidly at a visible speed under the infusion of this pillar of light.

The blurred outlines became clear.

The twisted space became stable.

A towering, several-hundred-zhang-tall true Star Gate, composed entirely of swirling seven-colored starlight and exuding endless mysterious energy, fully appeared before everyone.

The center of the door was a deep whirlpool, seemingly capable of devouring all light.

At the other end of the whirlpool, a faint glimpse of another world’s alien starry sky could be seen.

The Star Gate opened!

This earth-shattering spectacle plunged all battlefields into a brief silence.

Wangyue Valley, Qin Mingyuan’s Nascent Soul that was about to self-detonate came to an abrupt halt.

He stared dumbfoundedly at the seven-colored pillar of light connecting heaven and earth, his eyes filled with shock and ecstasy.

“Success…they succeeded!”

The three Nascent Soul Stage demonic cultivators across from him were equally horrified.

They could feel the power contained within that pillar of light, causing them to tremble from the depths of their Divine Souls.

Outside the main peak.

The greedy expressions on Li Jianyi and Qian Wanli’s faces froze instantly.

Replaced by deep, uncontrolled shock and… fear.

“What…what kind of power is this?”

“Impossible! How could the Qingyun Sect possess this kind of power!”

Master Xuan Yang’s face also revealed an unprecedentedly excited expression.

He knew that Luo Qingchen had created a miracle.

The fate of Qingyun Sect was completely rewritten at this moment.

Yet, just as everyone was awed by this miraculous scene.

A black stream of light, moving at an unbelievably fast speed, ignored all battlefields and obstacles, like an arrow racing from the string, shooting straight toward the summit of the Heavenly Desperate Cliff.

Within that stream of light, contained was an icy-to-the-extreme murderous intent and an unrestrained desire for that Star Gate.

The demonic cultivator leader with the silver mask.

He was coming.

The Star Gate quietly hovered in mid-air.

Its seven-colored radiance slowly circulating, like the breath of a deity, exuding ancient and mysterious energy.

The deep whirlpool behind the door seemed to connect to another dimension of the universe, full of unknown allure and danger.

Luo Qingchen panted heavily, drenched in sweat, as if he had just been fished out of water.

His body trembled uncontrollably due to the excessive depletion of strength.

But his eyes were astonishingly bright.

Success.

In the desperate situation of internal turmoil and external threat, they had truly succeeded.

However, he had no time to savor joy.

A cold, bone-chilling, death-laden terrifying pressure swept over like an invisible tide from the horizon, instantly enveloping the entire Heavenly Desperate Cliff.

Under this pressure, even the air seemed to freeze.

Even the Star Gate that had just stabilized rippled slightly.

Luo Qingchen jerked his head up, looking at the rapidly approaching stream of black light.

Just sensing the opponent’s aura from afar made him feel as if his Divine Soul was to be frozen.

Strong!

Strong to the point of despair!

This force had long surpassed the Nascent Soul Stage, even more pure, more refined, and more… evil than the strike Master Xuan Yang unleashed with the aid of the Mountain Protection Array.

The leader with the silver mask!

He finally personally made a move.

“Quick!”

In Luo Qingchen’s mind, there was only this one word.