At this moment, Wei Zhongran was soaked as if he had been pulled from water. His forehead was covered in sweat, and he had long since lost his usual composure.
"Damn it, this is going to kill me!"
Wei Zhongran cursed in his heart. He had already pushed his speed to the limit, but the upward gushing force that was initially generated by the collapse of the two realms below had abruptly changed direction after the spatial power dissipated.
Now, a strong suction force was being generated from the abyss below, as if to suck everything in the vicinity dry. The giant peaks and rocks that were originally collapsing in were no longer blocked by the gushing force and instantly fell a thousand li, hurtling down with a whistling sound.
Wei Zhongran's ascending body was being relentlessly pulled down.
If not for the delayed effect of the magical manual Gu Jiuqi had given him, allowing him to escape upwards in advance, plus the fact that the initial force generated by the shattering of the barrier was an upward gush, he would have likely been sucked into the chaotic flow space between the two realms long ago.
Even so, the powerful suction force from his feet still continuously pulled his figure down, making him like a small, swaying boat even as he ascended.
Wei Zhongran's Spirit Power was immensely profound, and his cultivation was high. He still managed to break free from the restraints below at all costs, but in just these few breaths, more than half of his Spirit Power had been consumed. This was not something that could be instantly recovered just by holding Spirit Stones. But Wei Zhongran had his own great secret, a secret that was the main reason his cultivation far surpassed his peers. So, even with such a large consumption, the remaining Spirit Power in his body still supported him in flying to the cliff.
Just as he was about to make one last push to break out of the Devil's Cliff Crevice, the area was still filled with a few remaining Demon Lords. After hearing Wei Zhongran's voice, they had all wanted to take him down with them. But as Wei Zhongran ascended, an even stronger suction force also rose. Those Demon Lords had just caught a clear sight of Wei Zhongran's figure, but before they could fly over, they were swallowed by the suddenly intensified suction force, leaving only their unwilling roars and screams.
The cultivators from both sides in the sky were still continuously fighting, but their attention was firmly fixed here. Many on the demon cultivator side tried several times to rush over and stop Wei Zhongran from flying out, but they were all blocked by the Windy Cool Mountain cultivators.
Wei Zhongran vaguely saw the edge of the cliff close at hand. His Spirit Power shield was being battered by the dense rain of falling rocks with a "thump, thump, thump," like a drum beating against his mind. The collapsing rain of giant rocks from the peaks blotted out the sky, threatening to press him into the endless abyss. He couldn't see anything far away at all; everything could only be probed with his Divine Sense.
Endless fear rose in his heart. At this moment, the Spirit Power in his body was almost depleted. An intense pain, like ten thousand arrows piercing his heart, came from the meridians in his body. This was caused by him crazily circulating his Spirit Power in those few breaths, and his meridians had already suffered some damage.
Feeling the weakness brought on by his empty Dantian, the suction force from below followed him like a shadow. His Spirit Power shield was also flickering rapidly. The edge of the cliff was right in front of him. Wei Zhongran once again mustered his remaining strength.
At the same time, a roar suddenly came from the depths of the Devil's Cliff Crevice. The sound was muffled and seemed to be both present and not. Amidst the "rumbling" sounds, only Wei Zhongran, who was in the middle of it, and those cultivators at the Nascent Soul level and above could vaguely hear it.
Wei Zhongran's heart turned cold. The voice let out a very vague roar. "You… die…"
Then, to Wei Zhongran's horror, amidst the flying rubble and various broken giant trees and weeds, a huge, shadowy palm reached out from the abyss below. It passed through the falling rain of giant rocks from the peaks. It seemed extremely slow, but in the blink of an eye, it had already reached Wei Zhongran's feet, and then, it grabbed for him.
"An almighty being with the power to penetrate the passage between the two realms!"
When Wei Zhongran sensed the giant palm attack, despite his will being as firm as a rock, he was also scared out of his wits by this terrifying, impossible power.
You must know, for tens of millions of years, with Spirit Transformation cultivators existing in both realms, Wei Zhongran had never heard of anyone who could break through the planar barrier of two realms with just their physical body. In his understanding, such a person should exist, but they would definitely not appear in the Mortal Realm. That was a realm he did not know, perhaps a true immortal.
Although his talent was outstanding, his experience was ultimately insufficient. In fact, this giant palm also had to rely on external force to display such a divine ability. It was only when the planar barrier between the two realms was misaligned and collapsing, before the spatial cracks reassembled and stacked, and with the help of his main body's comprehension of the laws of Heaven and Earth, which was several levels higher than a Spirit Transformation cultivator, that he could achieve this through a projection of his Divine Will. His own physical body would not dare to enter when the planar barrier was misaligned.
The consequences of him doing so were also extremely great. As for what the price was, that would depend on his level of comprehension of the laws of space. But just to achieve this step was already beyond the reach of a Mortal Realm cultivator. This person already possessed some divine abilities that utilized the laws of space.
He was also risking his own demise by doing this. If he did not withdraw his attack in time before the spatial cracks reassembled, his physical body on the other side would also collapse and dissipate in an instant under the backlash.
From this, one could see that the opponent's hatred for Wei Zhongran was like a raging wave. Even at the cost of this body formed from his Divine Will, he had to kill Wei Zhongran.
With his Divine Will dissolved, before his true body's cultivation reached the Body Integration Realm, his own strength would also drop by about ten percent. If an enemy of comparable strength came looking for him, it would also be a terrible situation. This was different from Dong Fuyi's kind of Divine Will transforming into a phantom. To condense a physical body of flesh and blood required more than ten times the amount of Divine Will to be separated, and it was extremely painful.
In the sky, Su Changyang was paying the most attention to the situation below. Wei Zhongran was the cultivator with the most hope of entering the Nascent Soul realm. He reacted extremely quickly. He could see at a glance that although this giant palm had the power to destroy heaven and earth, it could only issue this one strike. This strike had to be blocked.
He shot down abruptly. Although his cultivation was less than forty percent of its usual level at this time, he felt he should be able to take the force of this palm. But just as his body moved, his vision blurred, and Tu Tai's mountain-like body blocked his path.
"Get out of my way!" Su Changyang's face was incomparably grim. With a furious shout, his hand, wrapped in a thick, sickly green mist, slapped toward Tu Tai.
Tu Tai's eyes were also crimson. At this moment, their positions had already been reversed. It had become him blocking the other three.
"You all deserve to die!"
With his perception, he of course knew that the Devil's Cliff Crevice had been destroyed by the humans using some unknown method, and the culprit was that little cultivator named Wei Zhongran. An ant that he could normally kill with a single breath had ruined everything here.
He also sensed the aura of the "Lesser Realm-Breaking Pearl" from the dense fog gushing out from below, which made him even more shocked and furious. He instantly knew the reason. The opponent had used the power of his own "Lesser Realm-Breaking Pearl" to destroy the passage between the two realms.
That giant palm should be the manifestation of the Lord Demon Emperor. He must have also sensed the aura of the "Lesser Realm-Breaking Pearl." He was the one who had brought this thing to the Desolate Moon Continent, and it was only him. This time, his crime was unforgivable. Even if he could return to the Demon Realm in the future, what awaited him would be endless confinement.
He wanted to slaughter all the human cultivators before him, to have them die together. Facing Su Changyang's plea for help, with Daling and Zhantian beside him, Tu Tai knew that with his ability, he could not stop all three of them if they fought desperately.
The moment his body moved, his aura suddenly began to climb. Spirit Transformation cultivation, fully unleashed!
Su Changyang, who was blocked by him, was also shocked, his expression changing drastically. This Demon Marshal wanted to take them all down with him. This was disregarding the impending laws of Heaven and Earth, wanting to drag them all into the chaotic flow space.
At the side, Daling and Zhantian, who had arrived at the same time, were also greatly alarmed. Daling even let out a loud shout. "Evil creature, you deserve to die!"
At that moment, his own hidden Mid-stage Spirit Transformation cultivation also erupted in an instant, without the slightest hesitation.
A fierce light flashed in Su Changyang's eyes, and his Spirit Transformation cultivator's power also erupted. But the direction of his Spirit Power was not toward Tu Tai, but formed a huge, invisible protective shield, instantly covering the area below. It completely isolated the four of them from all the cultivators below.
Zhantian let out a long whistle, no longer showing any of his previous fatigue. A loud "buzz" came from his Niwan Palace, and a white stream of light shot out. The light that erupted was like a dazzling sun…
As the four of them unleashed their Spirit Transformation cultivation, the situation in the sky changed abruptly. Amidst the flashing lightning and roaring thunder, the previously disappeared, black gate covered in complex runes reappeared. And this time, it appeared much faster.
This time, the four of them unleashed their full cultivation without any reservation. Daling and Zhantian desperately wanted to kill the opponent before he could destroy the Desolate Moon Continent. And Su Changyang's entire cultivation was used to isolate Tu Tai's attack to protect the entire Desolate Moon Continent. At this moment, he no longer had the time to worry about Wei Zhongran in the abyss below.
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The sudden change above happened in an instant. The cultivators below only felt the spiritual energy of heaven and earth raging out of control for a moment, but the next moment, everything around them returned to normal. Many people didn't even pay much attention.
Seeing the giant palm grabbing for Wei Zhongran, Zhu Luan and Mo Zhu were instantly entangled by the Demon Clan's Nascent Soul cultivators, not giving them any time to help. The remaining demon cultivators also instantly switched from desperately trying to get close to the Devil's Cliff Crevice to blocking all the Windy Cool Mountain cultivators from approaching.
At this time, after Li Yan and the others had converged with the cultivators guarding the Devil's Cliff Crevice, the human cultivators, from Nascent Soul to Foundation Establishment, had the upper hand in numbers. Although the ones who would decide the victory were not them, but still the Spirit Transformation cultivators above, at this moment, Wei Zhongran had become a thorn in the side of the demon cultivators.
"Kill him!"
Facing the five Late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators of the Desolate Moon Continent, the demon and foreign cultivators, with only four Late-stage Nascent Soul grand cultivators, desperately entangled them. And Demon Clan members like Tie Dong and another Demon General who was also infinitely close to Late-stage Nascent Soul, also fearlessly attacked from the side.
Mo Qing, Xiao Yaoyuan, the middle-aged woman, and other Initial and Mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators also charged forward with fierce glints in their eyes.
In an instant, the area below became a chaotic battlefield. Many of the Golden Core cultivators who were close to Wei Zhongran immediately wanted to provide support but were also desperately intercepted by the opponent's Golden Core cultivators.
Many of these people were foreign cultivators. At this moment, their eyes were filled with madness.
After countless years, they had finally returned to the Desolate Moon Continent. Just as they were about to take over, they were first blocked by a gray-robed elder. Some of them had anticipated this. If the Desolate Moon Continent were so easy to take, the Demon Clan wouldn't have needed such a long time to plan. But as long as their ancestor was still there, if they didn't succeed today, they would still have a chance in the future.
But now, something was wrong with the Devil's Cliff Crevice. They weren't too clear about the crevice, but just from the heaven-shaking roars of the demon cultivators, they knew that the passage between the two realms was not being opened, but blocked.
Anyone could tell that they, along with the batch of demon cultivators from the South Sea, would completely become rootless duckweed. It was only a matter of time before they were annihilated.
This time, the Demon Clan had used all their hidden forces on the Desolate Moon Continent. To hide again and wait for an opportunity to rise again was almost like trying to catch the moon in the water.
Thus, their hatred for the cultivator who was escaping from the depths of the Devil's Cliff Crevice was already bone-deep. They wished they could eat Wei Zhongran alive. How could they let anyone go to his rescue?