"Darkness Shield!"
Lin Yun's cultivation of the Dark Shadow Path was not adept at offense. Even after breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage, his offensive power was only average among newly ascended Nascent Soul cultivators, not even as fierce as True Monarch Jiujian when he unleashed his divine abilities.
Therefore, facing such a formidable attack, he could only do his utmost to defend.
Endless dark light surged from Lin Yun's body, condensing into a dark light shield before him. Deep dark light flowed across the shield, slowly extending to form a transparent black barrier that enveloped both him and Zhang Fan.
After activating his Blood Demon True Body, Xue Jing stood nearly five meters tall, his body radiating with vitality and an extremely potent aura. He strode several meters at a time, like a giant, standing at the forefront.
Xue Jing unfurled his eight pairs of massive silver wings, revealing their sharp tail feathers. The eight pairs of silver wings acted as incredibly sturdy shields.
Xue Jing plunged four pairs of his silver wings into the ground, enveloping his body with them. His enormous blood-red pupils remained calm as he stared forward, clearly prepared to withstand the onslaught head-on!
In mere moments, the attack, gathered from the combined might of over a hundred Golden Core realm powerhouses, tore through the sky and struck Xue Jing, who stood at the very front.
Boom!
Although it was merely a casual strike from each of the hundred-plus Golden Core realm cultivators, their combined attack power far surpassed that of ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators, reaching the might of a fully unleashed First Tribulation Nascent Soul cultivator.
Despite his incredibly strong defense, Xue Jing was still sent staggering backward, creating a furrow several meters long in the snowy plateau before he was finally stopped by Lin Yun's Darkness Shield.
With a single blow, Xue Jing spat blood. His sharp and sturdy silver wings appeared somewhat damaged, and crimson blood splattered onto the pristine white snow, making a striking contrast.
Snowflakes danced in the air. The area where Xue Jing had stood was blasted into a massive crater, sending debris flying in all directions. Cracks spread outward from the crater across the plateau.
"He blocked it?"
True Monarch Jiujian was slightly taken aback. To withstand an attack of this magnitude, he would have to use his divine abilities. Yet, this undying blood race member had taken it head-on with his physical body, sustaining only minor injuries. The strength of his physique was already a tier above that of a physical cultivator who had just achieved minor success in a Saint Body.
"Full power!"
True Monarch Jiujian roared, and nine sword lights of different colors gradually emanated from his body, converging above his head to form a colossal sword shadow!
Seeing True Monarch Jiujian unleash his renowned divine ability, the other Golden Core realm cultivators also ceased holding back, each employing their most potent offensive techniques.
In an instant, hundreds of divine abilities converged in the sky, drawing upon the surrounding energies of heaven and earth to form an immensely powerful energy storm that changed the very color of the world.
Led by the massive sword shadow, the energy storm formed by hundreds of divine abilities directly descended upon the three of them.
"They're dead!"
The Golden Core realm cultivators who had unleashed their divine abilities never imagined that they, mere Golden Core cultivators, could unleash such power when combined.
They gazed upwards at the energy storm, guided by the colossal sword shadow, as it swept towards Zhang Fan and the other two. A sense of unnamable pride and excitement filled their hearts.
At the same time, they were absolutely certain that under such an attack, those three would perish without a doubt.
"Such power is already comparable to the unleashed attack of a Second Tribulation Nascent Soul cultivator. Even I would die if I took it head-on. They are finished!"
Dao Venerable stared intently at Zhang Fan, shrouded within the dark light, and thought to himself.
At this moment, Zhang Fan remained seated cross-legged on the melted snow, his eyes closed, his expression serene, seemingly oblivious to everything happening around him.
The melted snow was slowly freezing over, while the divine abilities were arriving in an instant. Xue Jing looked up at the rapidly approaching energy storm, a flicker of madness in his blood-red eyes.
...
At this very moment, billions of humans watching the live broadcast watched this scene with bated breath. Most of them found the battle incredibly exciting and thrilling, utterly unaware that this battle would almost certainly determine the survival of humanity on Earth.
"Ancestor!"
"Master!"
"Fan'er!"
The three Blood Clan Princes, Dark Emperor, Lin Haotian, Qin Luoshui, Zhang Fan's parents and relatives, all stared at the screen with immense tension, their breathing seemingly stopped.
...
Boom! Boom! Boom!
With several thunderous explosions, the area where Zhang Fan and the other two were located seemed to have been instantly bombarded by hundreds of nuclear warheads. For a time, smoke and dust billowed everywhere, and the very rocks seemed to have been pulverized into dust.
A powerful shockwave spread outward from Zhang Fan's position, creating a blizzard across the plateau that affected an area of over a hundred kilometers.
Fortunately, this battle took place on this uninhabited plateau. Had it occurred in a city, it would have likely resulted in countless casualties, and the entire city would have been reduced to ruins.
Now, the plateau became incredibly silent, with only the howling of the cold wind audible. Even True Monarch Jiujian stared intently at the swirling dust cloud. Such a powerful attack, even he would struggle to survive if hit.
After all, his ranking on the Heavenly Rankings and his title as True Monarch relied solely on the explosive power of his Nine Swords divine ability. At its peak, his attack could reach the threshold of a First Tribulation Nascent Soul cultivator.
Even so, facing an attack comparable to the unleashed power of a Second Tribulation Nascent Soul cultivator, his divine ability would likely be annihilated, and he would absorb a significant portion of the attack's power. His physical body was not particularly strong and could not withstand it.
Snowflakes gently fell, and under the watchful eyes of countless people, the dust and smoke gradually dispersed.
Upon seeing the three figures clearly, all the cultivators from the Wu Shan Star Domain were stunned.
Zhang, the Saint Master, who had been sitting cross-legged, had now stood up. He was bare-chested, wearing black casual trousers, and standing barefoot on the snow.
A faint divine light emanated from his bare upper body, interlacing around him. His muscles were sculpted with aesthetic lines. While not exaggerated, they exuded an aura of immense power.
Xue Jing and Lin Yun stood behind Zhang Fan. Xue Jing had shed his Blood Demon True Body and reverted to his normal form, transforming into a handsome youth with fair skin.
Looking at the extraordinary figure standing before them, both Lin Yun and Xue Jing's eyes were filled with shock. The cultivators of the Wu Shan Star Domain might not know, but they were acutely aware of what had just happened.
Facing an energy storm that rivaled the full power of a Second Tribulation Nascent Soul cultivator, which had made both Xue Jing and Lin Yun feel the threat of death, Zhang Fan, who had been sitting cross-legged, suddenly appeared before Xue Jing just as the energy storm was about to strike.
With just one punch!
The energy storm was utterly dissipated!