Hearing Nan Zun’s words, everyone was slightly stunned, not knowing where he got the courage to fight against a peak Nascent Soul stage expert with only the early Nascent Soul stage cultivation. Moreover, this True Immortal Yu Jian was not an ordinary peak Nascent Soul, but a peak expert who had cultivated a seventh-grade divine ability to great success.
However, the situation on the scene was indeed as Nan Zun said. If True Immortal Yu Jian continued to bombard them so madly, even if their Wanshan Sect pooled the entire sect's strength and tens of thousands of cultivators, they wouldn’t last a day.
“Since fellow Daoist Nan Zun is confident, what’s wrong with giving it a try?” True Immortal Dong Ji immediately imparted the attack method of the Wanshan Sect’s mountain protection formation to Nan Zun. After Nan Zun mastered it, he heard him shout, “Wanshan Sect disciples, heed my command! Pool your spiritual energy into Nan Zun’s body and prepare to counterattack!”
Hearing True Immortal Dong Ji’s words, all the Wanshan Sect disciples who could still stand showed looks of desperation. Their spiritual energy surged out, constantly pouring into Nan Zun.
In an instant, spiritual energy flowed like rivers within Wanshan Sect, all converging on Nan Zun.
Feeling his strength continuously growing, Nan Zun’s fighting spirit soared. He rose into the sky, directly facing the ten-thousand-zhang Dharma image projection. As the hand seals changed, he mobilized the faint yet heart-stirring power within him. Over nine hundred thousand rules of the Water Element Dao flew out in order, diffusing within ten zhang of him, forming a river of rules that surrounded him.
“It’s Nan Zun, what is he preparing to do?” True Immortal Ju Que looked up, a hint of confusion flashing in his eyes as he saw Nan Zun standing in the void.
“He is truly trying to stop a chariot with his bare hands, overestimating his abilities,” Qin Yun sneered mockingly.
Nan Zun was indeed very talented, capable of suppressing him upon entering the God Transformation realm. However, Nan Zun had no idea of the vast difference between himself and a peak Nascent Soul stage expert. Rashly stepping forward was merely courting disaster.
Nan Zun’s mind was extremely focused at this moment. All the noisy sounds from the outside were shut out. In his ears, there was only the sound of surging waves.
“Youhai Fu Tian, go!”
As Nan Zun unleashed his divine ability, the majestic spiritual energy, carrying the river of rules, rushed out of the mountain protection formation. After being transformed by the formation’s attack method, the heavens and earth were immediately shrouded by an endless projection of the You Sea. Qin Yun and the others felt as if they were trapped in a quagmire, with the surrounding power of heaven and earth restraining them, making them feel horrified.
The ten-thousand-zhang Dharma image projection was also trapped by the You Sea. Every move was greatly restricted. When its attacks landed on the mountain protection formation again, their power was drastically weakened, falling within the formation’s tolerance.
“What kind of divine ability is this, possessing such strong restrictive power!” True Immortal Dong Ji looked at the figure in the sky, deeply shocked. Nan Zun’s cultivation was merely at the early Nascent Soul stage. Even with borrowed spiritual energy, there was still an insurmountable gap between him and a peak Nascent Soul stage expert.
Yet, at this moment, Nan Zun, relying on the mountain protection formation’s attack method, had greatly restricted the use of the Tian Jue Wu Ya Body. How could he not be shocked?
“This must be the eighth-grade divine ability that Master recently imparted to Nan Zun,” Blood Demon Flood Dragon murmured as it stared at Nan Zun’s figure.
“An eighth-grade divine ability?” True Immortal Dong Ji couldn’t believe it. Zhang Fan actually possessed an eighth-grade divine ability and had also taught it to his disciple.
One must know that even great powers at the Void Return stage might not necessarily possess an eighth-grade divine ability, which showed how precious it was.
“Insolent cultivator, how dare you contend with me?” True Immortal Yu Jian was enraged. His spiritual energy surged again, flying out to form a vast river that flowed into the ten-thousand-zhang Dharma image projection, making the projection even more solidified.
“Tian Jue Wu Ya Fist!” True Immortal Yu Jian exhausted all his spiritual energy and unleashed a divine ability with the Dharma image projection. With every movement, space turned into nothingness. The ten-thousand-zhang Dharma image projection stood in layers of superimposed space, as if it existed between reality and illusion, possessing the power to create the world.
“Youhai Fu Tian, waves strike a thousand miles!” Nan Zun felt immense pressure at this moment. He summoned the You Sea projection and stirred up monstrous waves, meeting the ten-thousand-zhang Dharma image projection’s punch.
When the two collided, a powerful wave of energy spread outwards. The half-step God Transformation cultivators of the Ju Ling Hall could not resist and were flung away.
Nan Zun immediately suffered a heavy blow, spewing blood uncontrollably, his blood staining the sky. His body turned into a stream of light and crashed into the mountain peaks, breaking a peak thousands of zhang high in half. In an instant, Wanshan Sect’s mountains collapsed, dust billowed everywhere, and large areas of palaces turned into ruins.
Lin Haotian flew to Nan Zun’s side and picked him up from the ruins. Nan Zun’s chest was caved in, and blood flowed from all seven orifices, indicating extremely severe injuries. He quickly took out a bottle of healing elixir and fed it to Nan Zun’s mouth, then carried him and flew towards the direction of the Golden Light Immortal Mansion.
The ten-thousand-zhang Dharma image projection dissipated. The contempt in True Immortal Yu Jian’s eyes gradually faded. He looked at Wanshan Sect with a hint of solemnity. Although this strike had heavily injured the early Nascent Soul stage cultivator, he himself was not at ease.
The previous strike had shattered his Dharma image projection, causing minor injuries to his Nascent Soul, and his spiritual energy had been completely depleted. He would not be able to break the formation for at least a short period.
“A mere early Nascent Soul stage cultivator dared to fight against Senior Brother Yu Jian, and doesn’t even know how he died,” Qin Yun sneered as he walked to True Immortal Yu Jian’s side and shouted at True Immortal Dong Ji.
Seeing Nan Zun heavily injured, True Immortal Dong Ji had no mood to argue and merely looked coldly at True Immortal Yu Jian, remaining silent.
“Senior Brother, Nan Zun is now incapable of further combat, and True Immortal Dong Ji is alone and unable to support himself. This is an excellent opportunity to break the formation,” Qin Yun said, reminding him when he saw True Immortal Yu Jian was not making another move.
True Immortal Yu Jian shook his head and said, “By unleashing the divine ability with the ten-thousand-zhang Dharma image projection, my spiritual energy has been completely depleted. I cannot use it again in a short period. I need seven days to recover.”
“Seven days?” Qin Yun was taken aback. Even if his spiritual energy was depleted, a peak Nascent Soul stage expert with a powerful Nascent Soul could recover to peak condition within a day. Why would he need seven days?
After thinking carefully, a look of shock flashed in Qin Yun’s eyes, but he quickly hid it and nodded. “If that is the case, then let this Wanshan Sect survive for another seven days. Senior Brother, please rest, I will guard you!”
True Immortal Yu Jian nodded, waved his hand, and took out a palm-sized immortal mansion. He casually threw it, and the immortal mansion turned into a palace that landed on the ground. True Immortal Yu Jian immediately entered the immortal mansion.
After True Immortal Yu Jian entered the immortal mansion, True Immortal Ju Que walked up. He had clearly sensed something amiss, his eyes filled with solemnity. He said in a low voice beside Qin Yun, “What kind of divine ability did that Nan Zun use to force True Immortal Yu Jian to this extent?”
“Perhaps an eighth-grade divine ability,” Qin Yun said softly, his gaze distant, as if lost in thought.
True Immortal Ju Que had already guessed something, and hearing Qin Yun say the same, his eyes held uncontainable shock.