n the air, he was truly helpless, appealing to heaven and earth for aid, yet finding none. However, Di Kun, facing such a powerful attack, might be able to break through by relying on his defense and...“Sage!” These human celestial armies looked gratefully at Lu Xiaoxiao in the void. Some of them were those who Lu Xiaoxiao had chosen from the best talents when he traveled through the fairy world, entering the Qingguo boundary to cultivate back then. These were the backbone forces, most of whom had grown to the level of Heavenly Immortals, and even a few were Golden Immortals.

Most of them were descendants born after the human race thrived within the Qingguo Barrier. They belonged to different generations, and most people continued to call themselves members of the Yèshí clan, referring to Lu Xiaotiān as the Saint.

Lu Xia Tian was able to step in and protect them from disaster. Yang Yin Zun, however, didn't care about the lives of the lower-ranking members at all. The difference between the two was immediately apparent.

"Go seize your own fortunes." Lu Xia Tian said without pausing, battling his way forward with Yang Yin Zun.

Yet, Yang Yinzun was still wary of the powerful Da Luo Jinxian-level experts under Lu Xiaitian's command. If they joined forces, even he would find it difficult to fully withstand their combined might.

Lu Xiaotian didn't want the fight between the two sides to involve those low-ranking followers. They could be injured or even killed in their own struggles and battles, but dying from the aftermath of their duel would be too humiliating.

After absorbing the blood and flesh essence of fourteen subordinates, Yang Yin Zun's aura had soared to its peak.

"Blood Devil's Lair!" Yang Yin Zun let out a vicious laugh, and suddenly the blood-colored light emitted by the demonic mirror surged like a tide, engulfing the entire surrounding void.

The ground-piercing mountains exploded directly, spewing a large amount of blood. Dust and grass flew up, revealing complex patterns on the ground. Blood surged from within, forming a complex and obscure formation. In an instant, Lu Xia Tian was trapped within it.

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“Haha, kid, you're too arrogant. You dare to chase me all the way to my territory Now that you're trapped in my Blood Pool Demon Slayer Array, let's see how I drain your dragon energy.”

Yang Yin Zun naturally wasn't really wanting to have a fair fight with Lu Xia Tian, he just didn't expect Lu Xia Tian to cooperate so well.

"Seeing as you're cooperating so well, I'll give you a swift death when the time comes. Bloodfang Cage!"

In the void, endless blood coagulated into streaks of bloody spikes that shot towards Lu Xia Tian with the speed of lightning.

Some of the tips were tinged with a hint of black gold, even more fierce and sharp. Where they passed, even the void was pierced by long fissures. Amongst many blood-colored spikes, they could also provide an excellent camouflage effect.

With the Blood Dragon at its center, eight dragon shadows move back and forth around it, forming a dragon domain interwoven with the power of laws.

Once a normal blood thorn entered, its speed gradually slowed. After struggling forward for a while, it automatically shattered apart.

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Only ten blood thorns with sharp tips and a touch of black gold pierced the air, remaining.

At this time, the Eight Dragon Shadows did not retreat but each spat out a mouthful of dragon breath while their main body encircled Yang Yin Zun.

A series of claw marks were scratched out, the interwoven claws resembling a heaven and earth net, trapping Yang Yinzun tightly all around.

Yang Yinzun's eyes grew cold, and on the branches behind him, shadowy sheep faces faintly appeared. The branches then lashed out wildly in all directions, forming a dense wall that blocked the eight dragon shadows at once.

While Lu Xia Tian was here, he flicked his fingers continuously, allowing the remaining ten blood arrows to shoot relentlessly. Lu Xia Tian just flicked his fingers continuously, ding ding ding, each burst of finger strength hit the side of the blood arrow, deflecting it.

Under the onslaught of ten powerful blood thorns, Yang Yin Zun was startled. Unknowingly, these blood thorns were drawn together by Lu Xia Tian's attacks.

Before he could react, Lu Xia Tian flipped his palm over and enveloped the ten blood spikes with a covering of energy. No matter how they darted left and right, they couldn't break free, being grasped by his hand and squeezed. Suddenly, there were popping sounds from within, accompanied by the wailing cries of the blood spikes.

The Yang Yin Zun immediately felt a surge of unease and discomfort. These demonic weapons were the product of his many years of cultivation; to have them damaged one after another was naturally unbearable for their master.

“Good technique! Let me see how I can break through your dragon shadow!”

With a terrifying roar, the sheep-headed spirit unleashed its immense power. While it continuously blocked the claws strikes, roots surged and coiled around each other, forming a ferociously large sheep head.

The ram's head towered hundreds of meters, its mouth wide open, swallowing the world. In one gulp, it bit a huge hole out of the space before them. Two of the eight dragon figures were caught off guard and swallowed whole.

In an instant, Lu Xia Tian felt that the two dragon shadows of wood and earth had lost contact, as if they were completely isolated in another spatial realm.

“This method isn't weak.” A flash of surprise appeared in Lu Xia Tian's eyes. If an ordinary opponent of the same rank was caught off guard and had their weapon swallowed, then being countered by this attack, they would most likely fall into a disadvantage.

Lu Xia Tian's divine sense was keen, already sensing a faint, imperceptible spatial fluctuation from behind him.

“To be able to use spatial power, but the casting still leaves traces. It seems that it’s not entirely his own cultivation. He should have a spatial artifact in his hand.”

Lu Xia Tian had been lingering in the spatial-temporal law for an extended period, relying solely on his own comprehension. He was stuck in a protracted bottleneck. External stimulation wouldn't hurt.

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With a surge of feeling, Lu XiaTian allowed the tree root behind him to strike his head. Just as it was about to hit his skull, Lu XiaTian slightly tilted his head, and the sharp tree root whizzed past his ear.

Yang Yinzun's lips twitched slightly, just as he thought his surprise attack was about to succeed, a jolt of fear ran through him.

Lu Xia tian had already raised his hand to grab the shoulder, the tree root directly grasped in his hand. Before he could have too much reaction, the Nirvana Holy Flame had already spread directly onto the tree root and started burning.

This tree root was also crafted by Yang Yin Zun using a vast amount of treasures and countless years of refining. It wasn't so easily destroyed, but the Nirvana Saint Flame also caused Yang Yin Zun immense pain, causing the corner of his mouth to twitch. Subsequently, Lu Xia Tian already reached out with a hand shake, violently pulling down, the tree root breaking piece by piece.

"You bastard, today you will surely die without a place to bury you." Stealing chickens and losing rice, Yang Yin Zun was furious. Despite his anger, he still didn't believe in evil, using spatial magic to sneak attack Lu Xia Tian. After being foiled twice in a row, Yang Yin Zun took a deep breath and accepted the fact that this method wouldn't work at all.

The damaged roots sprouted anew, and the giant tree was laden with round, elliptical fruits. Each fruit bore a sullen, grinning sheep face which then rapidly fell away, transforming into sheep heads that laughed ferociously as they flew towards Lu Xia Tian.

Lu Xia Tian outstretched his palm, the Dragon Soul Flying Sword glided forward gently, and streaks of sword shadows separated from it, instantly covering the entire space. Wherever they passed, those sheep-headed creatures with cruel smiles were cleaved in half.

A series of chilling screams echoed one after another. The densely packed ram heads, appearing ferociously menacing, posed little threat to Lu Xiaoteng.

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"Such a formidable Soul-Severing Sword! No wonder you led your troops to attack Yuntian Lake. It seems you came for the Yuntian Soul Pearl. But my Blood Yin Demonic Suppression Array isn't something to be trifled with."

A knowing look flashed in Yang Yinzun's eyes. With a hand outstretched, he grasped a blood jade wishful thinking tool that materialized in his palm. The blood jade wishful thinking tool blossomed, blending with the severed sheep's head amidst the sea of crimson within the formation.

A series of roars, like demons and monsters, came from the depths of the earth. In the thick blood-colored mist, a sturdy black-armored sheep-headed giant demon emerged in the bloody air. There were thirty-six giant demons, each holding a long axe.

Thirty-six long axes were raised high into the void. In an instant, the entire formation was enveloped in a bone-chilling cold. Heavy clouds gathered in the sky, and blood-colored snowflakes began to fall.

A moment later, a chunk of ice several feet in size crashed down upon them.

Once the formation was activated, the area within ten thousand miles was completely under the control of Yang Yin Zun. This was also the foundation for his confidence in having a showdown with Lu Xia Tian.

However, it also takes the absorption of fourteen Great Luo Golden Immortals-level subordinates to activate this formation with ease. Otherwise, if we really analyze it, based on Lu Xia Tian's current performance, he still can't completely defeat him with just this formation alone.

If I were to activate this formation at the cost of my own life, with my current weakened state, a single mistake could lead to me being instantly killed by Lu Xia Tian.

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Although Lu Xiaotian is now appearing extremely domineering, the opponent's eight Azure Dragons can only form a complete Dragon Domain. Now that he has swallowed two dragons, the entire Dragon Domain is incomplete, revealing a huge gap.

Even without revealing any flaws, Yang Yin Zun was confident that he could use the power of his formations to forcibly blast open the opponent's defenses. All the more so now.

Rumble after rumble, a hailstorm of blood pounded down relentlessly, leaving no space between each impact.

Countless sword shadows slashed, wherever they passed, large ice blocks were all cut.

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The most powerful blood-colored dragon shadow, always circling around Lu Xia Tian.

Wen Tingdao, Wen Yan, Heilong, Ao Ming and others led the Dragon Clan army to charge all the way. The opponent lacked enough powerful figures of the same rank to sit in command. Even though the Yang Hou clan was extremely fierce, the gap in strength could not be made up by sheer hard fighting alone.

As the number of Jinxian-level experts among the Yanggu clan's ranks steadily increased, the entire Yanggu army was forced to retreat.

With the battle situation no longer subject to repetition, Wen Ting and Wen Yan, along with other influential figures of the dragon clan, naturally cared about Lu Xiaoteng's safety.

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It's one thing for Lu Xiaopian to have confidence in himself, but there are always people who are confident in this world. A skilled swimmer can drown in water, and a skilled warrior can die in battle.

Even they themselves, every one who cultivates to this level, has absolute faith in themselves.

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As long as they are not facing opponents with a higher realm than themselves, they have the confidence to win. But when it truly comes down to fighting, it is not just about having confidence that can solve the problem.

Just like the Yǎnghòu clan before us, what sustains their fighting spirit besides the innate ferocity and resilience in their bloodline is the confidence built up over generations of inhabiting this land and repelling countless enemies.

Even so, they were still beaten back step by step.

As the co-master of the Qingguo Barrier, Lu Xia Tian naturally has confidence in defeating any enemy at his level. Without this ambition, he wouldn't be able to lead them to where they are today.

Hearing this, one could tell that these individuals were not weak either, and they faintly sensed the former fourteen cultivators of the Yangou Clan who had been suppressed. They seemed to have become the food source for Yangyin Zun.

Although Yang Yinzun lost several promising subordinates in the process, his own strength saw a significant increase.

Anyone with eyes could see that Lu Xiaoteng was already ensnared within the formation, and he also had to face Yang Yinzun, a formidable opponent. The situation was perilous and unpredictable, leaving no room for even the slightest carelessness. If Lu Xiaoteng showed any signs of distress, they would immediately lead their troops into the formation.

Even if the enemy has a formidable formation, they would absolutely be no match for the combined might of the Dragon Clan and Dragon Wolves.

At this time, nearly 20,000 dragon clan and 100,000 dragon riders had successively arrived at the periphery of the formation. Although the Yang Hou clan army was also swarming in, other dragon clans, dragon wolf cavalry, and monk soldiers were also arriving one after another. As long as they were willing to pay a certain price, they could attack Yang Yin Zun's formation at any time.

"A bunch of useless people." At this time, Yang Yin Zun, who was controlling the formation, naturally sensed the situation outside. However, he was not unprepared for this kind of situation.

It won't be easy to break his current killing spree. At this time, tree roots buried underground sprout a large number of corpse eggs, which intensify its potential. Using the catalyst method, these corpse eggs can hatch into an army of corpse sheep in the shortest possible time.

Originally, the venerable Yin Zun intended to train a formidable army absolutely loyal to him. The Yanghou clan is not limited to this place, the Yuntian Cave Realm; there are many powerful tribes in other locations as well.

He had several underlings who had been in private contact with leaders of other tribes. Yang Yin Zun knew about this long ago.

To use all his prepared backup strategies at this moment was also a pain, but the bloodline power of such pure and powerful dragon clan, as long as he could kill it, no matter how great the loss, he could make up for it.

As long as his cultivation advances further, what difference does it make if a few ants die

He had long seen that the dragon clan before him had come for Yuntian Soul Pearl. Even though both sides fought fiercely, resulting in heavy losses, as long as he succeeded and ordered a retreat, they could still regroup most of their forces by scattering and regrouping along the way.

All factors have been considered, and it is completely worthwhile to kill Lu Xiaoteng in front of us.

Only Yang Yin arrogantly believed that he had calculated everything, but he never counted on the fact that he would be unable to defeat Lu Xiaoteng.

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At this time, the attacks against Lu Xia Tian were undeniably ferocious. However, Lu Xia Tian remained standing motionless throughout, with only his remaining six dragon shadows blocking most of the attacks and posing a significant threat to him. As for the strongest blood-colored dragon shadow above Lu Xia Tian's head, it continued to hover without moving.

As time passed, Yang Yinzun began to feel a sense of unease in his heart. He had been fighting for a while now, but he couldn't see any sign of Lu Xiaoteng weakening. This was clearly not normal.

He has been able to maintain this high-intensity attack mainly due to the power of his formation. Otherwise, it would be difficult to keep up such a strong assault until now, there must have been some breaks in between.

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Logically speaking, even if Lu Xiaoteng's strength were slightly superior to his, he wouldn't be able to persevere until now without any difficulties. Yet, the other party managed to do just that.

> Rumble! Countless blood-colored ice shards above Lu XiaTian's head gathered together, forming a giant blood-colored ice peak that plunged straight into the clouds and pressed down.

At this moment, the blood dragon phantom hovering above Lu Xiaoteng's head slowly extended a claw. *Boom!* The ice peak exploded into powder. The blood-colored dragon shadow swept a cold and imposing glance at Yang Yin Zun, causing his heart to skip a beat. This blood-colored dragon shadow was more powerful than he had anticipated. (End of Chapter)now if you'd like me to translate any other text!“Haha, Lu Dao-you don't blame me. This place is truly too dangerous. If I hadn't taken some precautions, perhaps Ye wouldn't have lived to speak with y...