At this moment, it was not only these unidentified immortal cultivators, but even Feng Taiji and the others, who were greatly astonished. Zong Shou had not made a move, yet the entire boundary river void was currently enveloped by the pressure of his sword intent.

This caused those dozens of cultivators to fall silent as death, their eyes filled with dread and shock. Although they were still attacking, they all intentionally held back some of their strength.

Immortal Rank! This thought flashed through nearly everyone's mind.

Zong Shou at this moment was truly an immortal realm cultivator! But how could he be so strong?

And what was going on with those eyes? How could a mere glance seem capable of seizing life and death?

Those upon whom Zong Shou’s gaze rested were utterly unable to speak. Zong Shou was too lazy to ask further; the power of his divine abilities tore, intending to shred this person apart directly.

But then, another person not far off suddenly spoke with a laugh: “Blood Sword Demon Lord? You have finally returned.

Truly surprising, and most welcome! Since you managed to survive Lu Wushuang’s sword, why return here to court death?

As for our identities, has the Demon Lord truly not realized—” As the words reached this point, a sudden 'boom' exploded. Everyone turned in astonishment to see that the immortal realm cultivator fixed by Zong Shou’s gaze had directly disintegrated, flesh and blood scattering, forcibly ripped apart by that inexplicable power, exploding into fragments!

This caused the speaker’s voice to abruptly halt. Zong Shou’s icy gaze followed the sound and fixed upon him.

“What did you just say to this sovereign?” It seemed the true leader of this group of immortal cultivators was not the one just speaking. This person opposite, though his cultivation was slightly lower, was clearly the foremost among them.

That person’s aura visibly hitched, staring in shock at the blood and flesh drifting in the void. Then, his brow furrowed immediately.

A mocking expression surfaced. “How domineering!

How magnificent! I only hope you can maintain this arrogance later!

Do you know that several others have been waiting for you for quite some time?” As his four limbs were scrutinized by Zong Shou’s blood-red eyes, they began to twist, and some muscles were already tearing apart. In the depths of his pupils, there was pure terror, yet he forcibly maintained his composure.

And at this moment, several streaks of light appeared one after another in the sky. Leading the way was a colossal mountain, impressively expanded to a breadth of three hundred thousand zhang.

It forcibly squeezed into this space. However, it was not aimed at Zong Shou, but rather charged brutally toward those dozen massive warships, crushing them.

Then, a soft shout was heard. It came from the void, sounding almost directly beside Zong Shou’s ear.

“Die!” A fist shadow struck directly before Zong Shou. True energy was contained within, but the resulting spiritual energy shockwave caused the nearby void to fold and ripple.

But this too was not aimed directly at him; rather, it precisely blocked Zong Shou’s path to rescue those dozen airships. Coming from some unknown origin, a dozen people attacked simultaneously, virtually locking down this boundary river void.

Furthermore, at least three waves of soul power, vast and utterly superior to worldly norms, swept over them. From three directions, like surging tides, they swept and impacted, forcibly pressing Zong Shou’s sword intent back.

Zhao Yanran and Feng Taiji both involuntarily held their breath, their pupils contracting violently. Divine Realm!

Three Divine Realm experts! Looking at their methods, they were clearly attacking the very place Zong Shou had to save, cutting off any possibility of Zong Shou escaping from the start!

Feng Taiji’s hand gripping his sword tensed, muscles bulging. Zhao Yanran’s face turned ashen.

For the first time, she regretted this rash action. Who could have imagined that in the Outer Domain, there were three or more Divine Realm cultivators lying in wait, solely to ambush Zong Shou?

Inside Zong Shou’s chest, however, he was very calm, unconcerned. Before arriving, he had already prepared for the ambush here.

Moreover, the current situation had not exceeded his expectations. With just these people, could they ambush him?

A year ago, perhaps they truly possessed the ability, possibly rendering him utterly incapable of resistance. However, at this moment, it was truly beneath contempt—even beneath the effort to make a move— With a casual flick of his sleeve, he flung that turtle out.

First, it was a ball of blue flowing light, then it rapidly expanded, transforming in the blink of an eye into a size spanning a thousand zhang. That punch struck it, but it was utterly ineffective, suffering no damage whatsoever.

Instead, wielding its massive shield, with a 'peng' sound, it used that immense force to directly smash the attacker flying backward! Upon reaching the front of the giant mountain, it retracted its head.

Countless gears deployed along the edge of its massive shield, spinning rapidly. Twelve ice wings unfolded, causing its enormous silhouette to accelerate to the extreme in an instant.

It actually rammed head-on into the mountainside of that colossal mountain. Amidst the shockwave, the thousand-zhang body of the Azure Flame Mystic Turtle was violently flung several feet away.

After stopping its momentum, it cautiously extended a section of its ** to peer at the giant mountain. It faced that massive immortal treasure directly.

Although it had been knocked aside by the collision, aside from several deep marks on the mountainside, the rest remained undamaged. It couldn't help but pout its lips regretfully, then turned its head to look at the shield, which was also unharmed.

It wondered if it should switch out these two shields. After releasing the Azure Flame Mystic Turtle, a burst of silver light flashed next.

Moving at a speed invisible to the naked eye, it left streaks of white brilliance throughout the void. Led by Hanxi, dozens of Saint Fire Silver Ants flew out in all directions.

Just a few Silver Ants, combined with Hanxi’s strength, shattered an immortal realm late-stage cultivator with the silver ants' unbelievably swift light-speed arm blades. Blood sprayed, and the encircling dozen individuals could no longer be distracted; they stopped mid-air, focusing all their attention on dealing with these dozens of Saint Fire Silver Ants.

Especially Hanxi; wherever she went, one of them was guaranteed to be gravely wounded. And at almost the same time, a golden light streak also pierced through the sleeve, appearing together.

It transformed into a miniature version of Zong Shou’s appearance, rushing toward the person sent flying by the Azure Flame Mystic Turtle. It actually managed to utilize the power of Zong Shou’s Star Dao Seed to instantly traverse space, arriving beside this middle-aged martial cultivator in a blink.

A sword strike descended, starlight swirling as it was wielded. The Nine-Nine Dragon Shadows merged into four swords, and a faint silhouette of the Primordial Dragon appeared on the miniature sword hilt.

Although the person opposite had his trajectory disrupted by the collision with the Azure Flame Mystic Turtle, he still retained enough leeway to deal with Xiao Jin, who attacked him alone. Guiding his fist imprint, he instantly summoned ten million void tearing blades, blasting toward Xiao Jin’s brow.

But just as this person made his move, his eyes suddenly glazed over with confusion, and his movements stalled. Xiao Jin’s sword mercilessly sheared off that person’s arm.

Extremely ruthless. Then, another sword stroke severed that person’s head as well.

Following that, it opened its mouth and inhaled, forcibly drawing a transparent pill from the person’s body and swallowing it. Zong Shou watched from a distance, backing up Xiao Jin.

Seeing this, his eyes immediately lit up. Soul Art!

What Xiao Jin had just performed was a true spiritual technique, even simulating some of his blood-eye divine abilities! Previously, although this little fellow could mimic his form, it was limited to martial skills.

In terms of spiritual techniques, it was still lacking somewhat. At this very moment, however, it had clearly patched up some of this deficiency.

Although currently only at the Spirit Realm, it had simulated at least eighty percent of the strength Zong Shou possessed at the late stage of the Spirit Realm! Was it because of that Immeasurable Divine Demon’s inner core?

Immeasurable Myriad Forms, indeed— He then looked coldly at the person Xiao Jin had just executed, feeling both surprise and disappointment. “So, you are a descendant of the Shadow Demon Race—” It was not surprising that these so-called ‘Shadow God Race’ members were certainly after the Illusory Heart Mirror in Zong Shou’s possession.

It was no wonder that three Divine Realm experts would attack simultaneously. But thinking about it, whether it was the Nine Absolute Immortal Court, the Ultimate Absolute Immortal Court, or even the Profound Spirit Cultivation Society, none of them would possess such audacity to attack Zong Shou directly without regard for the existence of the Dragon Shadow.

At most, they would cooperate and play supporting roles. Yet, he still felt a slight regret that if these nearby individuals truly hailed from the Nine Absolute Immortal Court, Then, he could cast aside all reservations now and directly strike, sweeping across the surrounding realms!

Something stirred faintly within his sleeve—the Qilin and the Thunder Winged Dragon also wished to emerge and assist him. But Zong Shou forcefully suppressed them; Xiao Jin’s combat power was truly unexpected.

There was no longer any need for the two helpers inside, and moreover, in the ensuing battle, the two little ones would be of no help, perhaps even distracting him. The Illusory Heart Mirror suddenly appeared behind him, emitting a green light that swept across the void.

Under the illumination, it was clear that there were far more than just these dozens of immortal cultivators hidden in this void. There were dozens of concealed Shadow Demons, hiding everywhere, silently and stealthily approaching.

Several of them were even quite close to Feng Taiji and Zhao Yanran. All of them were startled and hurriedly defended themselves.

And these Shadow Demons also seemed surprised. After a brief pause, they rapidly retreated.

However, the green light of the Illusory Heart Mirror did not let them go. It continued to pursue and shine upon them, causing the almost incorporeal bodies of these Shadow Demons to ignite with green flames.

These Shadow Demons could emit no sound, yet their agonizing cries were clearly audible to everyone nearby. It seemed the pain was extreme, and their soul fluctuations became incredibly violent.

And at that exact moment, a cold, crisp shout echoed across the sky. “How audacious!

You dare injure my Divine Race before this old man? Truly arrogant!” A sword strike descended, as if from beyond the heavens.

The sword fell through the Nine Heavens, like a falling meteor. Amidst the scattered light and shadow, an unparalleled sharpness was contained within.

It made it impossible for anyone to see its trajectory or judge where it would land. And at this time, the giant mountain was also shrinking, settling into the hand of a middle-aged cultivator who had appeared abruptly.

Carrying this mountain-shaped magic treasure, this person stepped forth from behind Zong Shou. “This is the Illusory Heart Mirror?

Indeed, it is stained with the blood of countless members of my Divine Race and must be destroyed! The bloodline of the Nine-Tailed Profound Fox must also be severed!” The Illusory Heart Mirror immediately hummed with vibrations; the artifact spirit within seemed enraged to the extreme.

It unlocked the seals on the mirror layer by layer, without Zong Shou having to use his bloodline power to motivate it. At this moment, the immortal cultivator who had spoken earlier laughed loudly from not far away: “What now?

With three Immeasurable Divine Venerables here, you, Zong Shou, are certain to die without a burial place today! Weren’t you just arrogant?

Just now, weren’t you so domineering? Seizing life and death with a mere thought—don't you know if you can still be so presumptuous now?” This person’s body had been twisted beyond recognition.

But because Zong Shou had fortunately survived, he now laughed uncontrollably, seemingly filled with ecstatic pleasure.

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