"Don't hold back, someone will die!"
The Nine-Eyed True Immortal transformed, his true form revealed: a serpentine beast spanning over ten kilometers, hovering in the void. Its body was covered in obsidian scales, and nine emerald eyes adorned its ferocious face, radiating an eerie aura.
Beside him, eight teammates stood, continuously channeling their spiritual energy into him.
Instantly, the Nine-Eyed True Immortal's body blazed with light, his nine emerald pupils erupting with dark green energy, like nine abyssal springs, directly attacking Zhang Fan.
"Soul Devour of the Nine Underworlds!"
This was the Nine-Eyed True Immortal's innate divine ability. As a descendant of the Nine Underworlds Heavenly Mang tribe, he possessed not only immense physical strength but also mastery over soul manipulation.
With the assistance of the combined battle formation, the power of his innate divine ability increased by severalfold, capable of affecting even a six-star general.
If Zhang Fan's primordial spirit was ensnared, even for a moment, his divine ability would falter. This was the Nine-Eyed True Immortal's best plan for a swift breakthrough.
"What a terrifying divine ability. I wonder if Nine-Eyed can withstand it." Xiao Bai True Immortal, who had been relaxed, became tense upon seeing the Rushing Sky Ram's phantom. He glanced at Zhang Fan with alarm, a thought of retreat already forming in his mind.
Pu Ji True Immortal's attention was entirely captivated by the Rushing Sky Ram's phantom. Having navigated the stellar battlefield for centuries, he had witnessed all manner of divine abilities, yet none had ever struck him with such awe.
Upon its emergence, it was as if the world itself had been reshaped, the fire element realm suffused with a primordial ancient aura, reminiscent of the chaotic dawn of creation.
"Your Daoist title is Ten Absolutes; is this one of them?" Pu Ji True Immortal had been astonished by the speed of Zhang Fan's Kun Peng Wings, which seemed to teleport. Now, witnessing this divine ability, he was utterly shaken.
After unleashing his innate divine ability, the Nine-Eyed True Immortal coiled his massive body, raising his colossal head. His nine emerald eyes fixed on Zhang Fan, seemingly waiting to see how he would react.
"Pupil techniques, huh? I happen to have one too!"
Immortal flame blazed within Zhang Fan's eyes. As the "Candle Dragon's Eye" divine ability was unleashed, two scorching, brilliant beams of divine light shot forth from his body. With earth-shattering force, they shattered the soul-devouring green light cast by the Nine-Eyed True Immortal.
The Nine-Eyed True Immortal's deep pupils constricted. He hadn't expected his innate divine ability, empowered by his entire team, to be so easily broken by Zhang Fan. But he had no time to ponder; the Rushing Sky Ram's phantom was already upon him, stomping through the void.
The Rushing Sky Ram's phantom, its single horn raised high, charged towards the Nine-Eyed True Immortal and his companions. Beneath that horn, capable of piercing the heavens, the combined battle formation shattered instantly. Seven Nascent Soul realm cultivators were sent flying for miles, scattered and disoriented, their internal organs displaced, primordial spirits reeling, and blood gushing from their mouths. Their auras rapidly weakened.
Although the Nine-Eyed True Immortal and another Spirit Refining realm cultivator were also heavily injured and bleeding, their bodies mangled, their primordial spirits remained unharmed, and their combat strength was still at its peak. He moved his massive body, intending to rally his remaining teammates to reform the combined battle formation. But Zhang Fan would not allow it.
With the combined battle formation broken, Zhang Fan had the opportunity to defeat them one by one. He locked onto his first target: a middle-aged man with muscles like coiled dragons, a body-refining expert in the Nascent Soul realm.
From a thousand miles away, Zhang Fan transformed into lightning, instantly appearing before him. Sword light surged like a tide, lashing at his body, the thunderous roars echoing through the heavens and earth.
The middle-aged man, already gravely wounded, was no match for Zhang Fan, given the vast difference in their cultivation. As countless sword shadows converged, his physical body was instantly disintegrated, turning into a mist of blood.
"Save me!"
A dim primordial spirit roared in the void, attempting to reform its physical body using its spiritual power. However, weakened as it was, it was utterly incapable. The Nine-Eyed True Immortal and another Spirit Refining realm cultivator exchanged a glance and transformed into streams of light, flying towards the other Nascent Soul realm cultivators.
The one targeted by Zhang Fan was clearly beyond saving, but they could not let Zhang Fan continue his slaughter.
"This is troublesome." Without resorting to the Myriad Beast Cauldron, Zhang Fan would need several breaths to obliterate a Nascent Soul realm cultivator's primordial spirit through ordinary means. Seeing the Nine-Eyed True Immortal approaching his teammates, Zhang Fan no longer concealed his true capabilities.
"Sword Nine!"
As a soft cry escaped Zhang Fan's throat, his blood-red longsword was enveloped by a profound Dao intent. He then slashed at the dim primordial spirit.
The primordial spirit, supposedly indestructible, rapidly dissolved under the erasure of the Dao intent, turning into nothingness.
"What!"
Not only the Nine-Eyed True Immortal but even Xiao Bai True Immortal, who was engaged in a fierce battle with Pu Ji, was terrified by this sword strike. With a single blow, the primordial spirit of a Nascent Soul realm cultivator was completely annihilated. This strength far surpassed the level of a six-star general.
"Leave!"
At this moment, Xiao Bai True Immortal didn't hesitate. After exchanging a blow with Pu Ji, he led his teammates in a swift retreat.
Pu Ji True Immortal did not pursue, for he knew that even if he caught up, it would be futile. With his current strength, he could not defeat them.
"Pu Ji, stop Nine-Eyed!" Zhang Fan transmitted his voice.
Since he had revealed his Dao intent abilities, how could Zhang Fan be content with merely killing one cultivator of the Soul Transformation stage?
After obliterating the primordial spirit, Zhang Fan casually collected the treasures left behind. He then unleashed his Kun Peng Wings and locked onto his next target.
It was a female cultivator clad in a green long dress. Seeing Zhang Fan approach, she knew she couldn't escape given her speed. She made no attempt to flee. With a wave of her sleeve, she displayed a graceful posture, her eyes hazy as she gazed at Zhang Fan, a bewitching power that penetrated the primordial spirit radiating towards him.
Zhang Fan's eyes blazed like torches, divine light appearing and annihilating all invading power. In the blink of an eye, he was before her.
"Senior, spare my life." Her bewitching art broken, the female cultivator looked at Zhang Fan with her limpid eyes, pleading helplessly.
"I still need to take your life for battle merits," Zhang Fan snorted. He unleashed "Sword Nine" again, and countless sword shadows instantly engulfed her. Under the erasure of the Dao intent, in less than a single breath, the female cultivator in the Nascent Soul realm perished.
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