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“Damn it…” Before one of the Yan Immortals could finish his sentence, he was cut into palm-sized pieces by Jian Wushuang.

All the Yan Immortals and peak cultivators subconsciously retreated. Looking at this god of death in front of them, they felt an inexplicable pressure.

Jian Wushuang did not intend to waste any time. He lifted his leg and kicked another group of Yan Immortals and peak cultivators into the Immortal Array Formation.

At the same time, he stretched out his hand, and his five fingers merged together to form a sky-splitting palm that smashed down.

The Immortal Array Formation formed by nearly 10,000 Immortal patterns could not withstand this power at all and collapsed!

As the first Immortal Array Formation shattered, only three of the original four Immortal Array Formations remained!

The headless Armadillo Bull had also fallen. It was like a shattered Heavenly Region, sinking into the shattered void!

Jian Wushuang stood in the void and turned to look at the other three Immortal Array Formations that were slowly opening.

Such an Immortal Array Formation, when stopped in time, had already killed close to a hundred Yan Immortals and countless peak cultivators. If they did not stop it, the Six Heavens Realm would have been destroyed!

Therefore, Jian Wushuang did not hesitate. He took the Young Emperor and went to the next Immortal Array Formation.

At this moment, the entire Six Heavens Realm had fallen into chaos.

Even with Di Qing protecting them, the Six Heavens Realm could barely be defended.

The original 60-plus Yan Immortal experts were now reduced to less than 30. With the addition of new blood, the original army had nearly 400 Yan Immortal experts.

Furthermore, the Yan Immortal army had already known the importance and terror of Di Qing, so they no longer charged forward madly. Instead, they let the top cultivators who came later take the lead and exhaust the Six Heavens Realm’s strength.

Prince Qian’s face turned pale. In his opinion, the Six Heavens Realm could no longer be defended. Moreover, he was already considering how to escape back to his Ethereal Immortal Province as soon as possible.

Chen Qing was fighting beside Di Qing and was clearly unable to escape.

At this moment, several streaks of light rushed over from the Six Heavens Realm. They were Chun Qiu, Cui Jing, Zhao Ting, Wei Liujia, and a bald man who was as strong as a divine mountain.

When they saw this scene, all of them had solemn expressions.

Chun Qiu flew over to Chen Qing and said with a dark expression. “Why didn’t you inform us about such a big thing?”

Chen Qing touched the divine blood on his face and said anxiously, “The situation is too urgent. There’s no way to escape. Even if I wanted to go back and call for you, there’s nothing I could do.”

Chun Qiu’s expression softened slightly. He looked at the turbulent situation and was about to speak again when an impatient roar rang out.

“Where’s My Lord? Where did he go? Is he here too?”

The person who let out the roar was the bald man, Feng Shan. He roared with an extremely anxious expression.

“Isn’t this idiot the guy who was lying outside Brother Jian’s palace?” Chen Qing was somewhat puzzled.

The bald man, Feng Shan, rushed to Chen Qing and said anxiously, “You must know where My Lord is, right? Tell me quickly. I can’t let My Lord get hurt at all! ”

Hearing this, Chen Qing stretched out his hand and pointed at the location of the three Armadillo Bulls in the distance. “He’s right there.”

Before he could finish his sentence, Feng Shan flew up. Although his body was extremely strong, his movements were also extremely agile. He rushed towards Jian Wushuang with great agility.

“He’s really a good-for-nothing.” Chen Qing shook his head helplessly.

Chun Qiu, Cui Jing, and the others were also preparing to go to Jian Wushuang’s aid, but they were stopped by him. “Brother Jian is not in too much danger for the time being. Help relieve some pressure on me.”

Looking at Di Qing, who had a pair of wings on his back, Chun Qiu did not say anything. He summoned his eight-armed Arhat and stood in front of Di Qing to protect him.

Cui Jing also joined the battle, holding the eight-foot-long black staff and fighting alongside Chun Qiu.

Wei Liujia, who had not fully recovered, joined the battle without hesitation. He thought that he would be helping Jian Wushuang if he could protect the bottom line of the Six Heavens Realm.

Zhao Ting also clenched her teeth slightly. After a moment of hesitation, she joined the battle.

With Chun Qiu, Cui Jing, and the few Yan Immortals protecting him, Di Qing felt the pressure around him relax, allowing her to catch her breath.

Chun Qiu’s calmness, Cui Jing’s boldness, Chen Qing’s experience, and Wei Liujia’s seemingly gentle yet deadly speed were all suitable for this chaotic situation.

They were compatible with each other and had greatly offset the waves of impact. Even Di Qing was secretly certain of them.

As Chun Qiu and the others joined the battle, thousands of streams of light emerged from the Six Heavens Realm.

They were the last remaining Yan Immortals and peak cultivators of the Six Heavens Realm.

They were all cultivating in the sword discussion Dao Field in the southernmost region of Little Lonely Heaven, but now they were all here. None of the peak cultivators and Yan Immortals were absent.

Stepping into this chaotic battlefield, all the Yan Immortals and peak cultivators did not say a word, silently welcoming their fate.

From a certain perspective, this was indeed a battle of fate.

The sword cultivators all drew their True Swords, and the top cultivators all released their most powerful Yan power.

There were less than ten Yan Immortals who charged into the chaotic battlefield, killing the enemies and being killed.

This was the purest war, and also the largest war since the establishment of the Great Si Region.

There were close to 600 Yan Immortals and countless peak cultivators participating in the battle, and there was an endless stream of Yan Immortals joining the battle.

This was also a war between Imperial Princes, and it involved five or even six Imperial Princes.

This war was also the turning point of their relationship.

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The originally one-sided situation once again fell into a stalemate.

Prince Qian’s pale face eased a little, but he was still in shock.

Where did the people under the Young Emperor Prince Yan come from? They were so powerful that they could turn the tide of the battle on their own!

Naturally, no one could answer Prince Qian. If he knew that these people who could turn the tide did not even listen to the orders of the Young Emperor, he would be completely shocked.

The originally defeated situation was once again salvaged, and the chaotic battle was even more chaotic than before.

If the void had color, the countless drops of divine blood would have dyed it dark red.

The Yan Immortals were constantly dying, and the Ancestor-level cultivators were dying in batches, not even their bodies could be preserved.

This shattered void was the burial ground of the Yan Immortals and top cultivators.