Chapter 182: Chapter 145: The Great Battle Concludes, Elder Han Takes Action_1

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Within the Sacred Dragon Secret Realm.

The nine True Martial Realm warriors that had originally split up to besiege Long Yue had no choice but to gather together, combining their strength to fend off Long Yue’s attacks.

Once Long Yue unleashed her full power, they realized the gap between them was simply too great. Even though their numbers had increased by two True Martial Realm warriors, they were still thoroughly overpowered.

Now each of them was injured, with severed limbs and numerous through-and-through wounds on their abdomens and backs. Even after refining high-grade Healing Pills that regenerated their limbs and healed the pierced areas, their combat abilities had significantly decreased.

In the sky above, Long Yue walked towards the nine True Martial Realm warriors, her target being the exit of the secret territory.

Her overwhelming aura pressed down on them, causing the nine True Martial Realm powerhouses to retreat involuntarily. As far as Long Yue advanced, they retreated just as much, their faces filled with dread.

Long Yue strolled leisurely across the sky, her colorful clothes fluttering, her proud and beautiful face covered in frost. She raised her right hand and threw a punch forward.

Roar!

The sound of a dragon’s roar filled the entire Sacred Dragon Secret Realm. Nine silver dragons, each a thousand zhang in size and radiating a terrifying presence, suddenly appeared out of nowhere, causing Chu Wuji, the Sect Hierarch of Yinyang Sect, the Demon King, and others to change color in fear.

“Kill!”

Chu Wuji, Kurong Kong, and others bellowed as they employed their respective techniques to counter the attack.

Kurong Kong offered up a bowl, which, upon being infused with True Yuan, swelled to an enormous size, radiating Buddha’s light and carrying the idea of withering and flourishing, heading towards the silver dragons as if to capture them.

Chu Wuji took a deep breath, deployed a secret technique, and his aura surged. He also brought out a Bronze Cauldron, which glowed with divine light that illuminated heaven and earth and unleashed immense power, attempting to suppress the silver dragons.

The Yinyang Sect Hierarch also employed a secret technique, drastically increasing his combat ability, and then formed seals with his hands, creating a huge red lotus from thin air. Wisps of flame leapt out, carrying the might to burn the heavens and devour the earth—this was Karmic Fire, capable of incinerating everything.

Tuoshan Kong used the Great Sun Replacement technique, cheating heaven and earth, capturing the essence of the world to merge into his own body and stimulate his potential to the extreme. With a bright heart, he pushed his hands upward, and the phantom of a divine mountain appeared, ten thousand zhang high—it was none other than the legendary Xumi Mountain.

Tuoshan Kong fiercely lifted Xumi Mountain and slammed it forward. The mountain burst forth with boundless Buddha’s light, suppressing everything, colliding with the ten-thousand-zhang silver dragons.

The Demon King, the warrior in black, and Prince Wu’an also deployed their trump cards, wielding powerful Heaven Rank Artifacts, along with exceptionally potent Heaven Rank martial techniques.

They focused completely on resisting Long Yue’s punch, continuously unleashing various martial techniques, their expressions extremely solemn. One misstep could lead to them being killed by this single punch.

Just then, the elder in hemp clothing and the True Martial Realm elder, Da Jing, suddenly made their move without blocking the silver dragons that were targeting them. They disappeared in a flash, seemingly trying to escape, leaving the others to hold off the enemy.

The expressions of the other True Martial Realm powerhouses changed, but before they could react, the elder in hemp clothing and Da Jing, the True Martial Realm elder, simultaneously appeared behind the former Emperor Qian, Chu Wuji, launching a fierce attack.

The two coordinated their assault on Chu Wuji first, given that he was a third-level True Martial Realm warrior with greater strength and needed to be taken out or severely wounded first. Prince Wu’an, only a first-level True Martial Realm in combat ability, was not to be feared.

Da Jing, the True Martial Realm elder, had always been looking for an opportunity, and the elder in hemp clothing was no different. Now that the Dragon Ball was clearly out of reach, they resorted to attacking Chu Wuji. Of the two targets, they had to accomplish at least one.

The elder in hemp clothing was a second-level True Martial Realm warrior, while Da Jing, the True Martial Realm elder, was even a third-level. Both of them launched a sudden, vicious assault at full strength, wielding their respective Heaven Rank Artifacts.

Chu Wuji was busy operating the Bronze Cauldron, fighting with all his might. He and Prince Wu’an were the most eager to seize the Dragon Ball and had been resisting with full force. They had not expected two True Martial Realm warriors to suddenly launch an attack on them.

He couldn’t defend in time; his protective aura was pierced, and two magical treasures struck him hard. Chu Wuji’s Silver Battle Armor shattered, and he was sent flying, his body torn and bloody.

But that was not the end of it. Without his True Yuan to support it, the Bronze Cauldron couldn’t counter the silver dragons, and with a roar, it was sent flying by the dragons, which then surged through the air toward Chu Wuji.

Chu Wuji had no choice but to forcibly suppress his injuries. His Martial True Pill flew out from within him, shining brilliantly and erupting with terrifying power to protect him.

The silver dragon collided with the Martial True Pill, which gave a piteous cry and shattered on the spot. The silver dragon then struck Chu Wuji hard,

Chu Wuji screamed, his body exploding in mid-air, dead beyond any doubt.

Everything happened so fast that several warriors were unable to lend a hand. After blocking Long Yue’s punch, they scattered, not daring to stay grouped together for fear of being ambushed by others.

The Yinyang Sect Hierarch, the Demon King, Kurong Kong, Tuoshan Kong, and the warrior in black all looked simultaneously at the elder in hemp clothing and Da Jing, the True Martial Realm elder, with unfavorable expressions.

They were already having an extremely hard time warding off Long Yue’s assault and had sustained no light injuries. These two suddenly turned traitor and attacked “one of their own,” which enraged them exceedingly. Had they been the ones attacked, it would have been one of them who just died.

The five warriors’ eyes flashed with killing intent, yet they did not make a move. After all, the elder in hemp clothing and Da Jing, the True Martial Realm elder, had not attacked them.

Now that Chu Wuji was dead and they were all wounded, their strength had decreased considerably. The prospects of competing for the Dragon Ball were now hopeless, so they simply did not act and watched coldly from the sidelines.

With Chu Wuji dead, what would Prince Wu’an do? Would he follow in his footsteps?

“Ah, ah, ah~”

Prince Wu’an was furious, wanting to go to Chu Wuji’s aid, but his strength was insufficient. Unable to block the silver dragons, he was struck and sent flying tens of thousands of li.