Chapter 2638 - 2637: Crisis Approaches

"He doesn’t need to dodge our attacks; no matter how fierce, they cannot harm him."

"Our magical powers dissipate before even nearing him, as if an incredibly terrifying force on Zhu Tianmo’s surface blocks them."

"That old monster is too dreadful; even if we exhaust our strength, we won’t hurt him the slightest."

"The Great Ancestor summoned the Dragon God Totem and unleashed more terrifying spells than ours without harming him. Let alone us, we must try to delay time."

Long Xiaoyang and the others’ fierce attacks all turned into illusions.

Zhu Tianmo is simply an invincible existence.

"Why have you stopped? I’m giving you a chance, make sure to seize it well. Don’t regret it when it’s gone," Zhu Tianmo sneered mockingly.

His old eyes swept towards Kui Ying, Zhu Tianmo coldly smiled and said, "Kui Ying, your sacred sword is quite impressive, more powerful than my holy artifact. I really envy it."

Kui Ying’s face was stern, saying nothing.

"Report to the old Clan Leader, that sacred sword was forged by Feng Wuchen, named Supreme Holy Sword," Zhu Xinghun respectfully reported.

"Oh? Forged by Feng Wuchen?" Zhu Tianmo was quite shocked, his old eyes turning to Zhu Xinghun.

"How is that possible? Can Feng Wuchen forge such a powerful sacred sword? It’s a Ninth Order Forged Sacred Sword, is Feng Wuchen capable of that?" Zhu Chenxin’s old eyes almost popped out, his heart was greatly shaken, and he simply couldn’t believe it.

"Absolutely true, forged through Thought-Forming Instrumentation," Zhu Xinghun said respectfully.

Long Shi Hun’s three Great Ancestors and other high-level figures like Chu Tianshu were deeply shocked, all with eyes wide open and mouths agape.

"Can that brat truly forge a holy artifact?" Yang Xuanyi’s heart was shaken repeatedly; no wonder Feng Wuchen often clicked the Holy Spirit Stone in the Treasure Pavilion!

Feng Wuchen unexpectedly can forge a Ninth Order Sacred Sword, and it’s the topmost among the top.

"Kui Ying, could you let me see the Supreme Holy Sword?" Zhu Tianmo looked at Kui Ying and asked, his old eyes filled with greed.

"You’re unqualified; your hands are too dirty. The sacred sword forged by the Supreme cannot be defiled by you," Kui Ying said coldly.

Zhu Tianmo nodded and coldly smiled, "No problem, I’ll take it myself later!"

"Arrogant old bastard!" Long Qi gritted his teeth and cursed angrily, his facial muscles convulsing fiercely.

"Alright, if you don’t make a move, I will. My patience is limited; the powerful forces under the Dragon God Holy Temple haven’t even stepped in yet," Zhu Tianmo sneered.

Upon hearing Zhu Tianmo’s words, the faces of Yu Xu Zi and other powerful figures from major forces changed simultaneously, scared out of their wits.

Engaging with such a monster would be courting death!

"Make a move, first stall him!" Chu Tianshu said in a deep voice.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

"Buzz! Buzz!"

Long Xiaoyang and the others rushed out again, attacking with full force, continually unleashing various powerful spells, shaking the void.

Giving all their strength, just to delay time.

"Reporting to God Shadow Protector, Rakshasa Holy Temple is under attack by forces under Martial Soul Holy Palace, Supreme is still in seclusion," at this time, a respectful voice from God Shadow Guards came beside God Shadow.

Watching the battle, God Shadow’s face changed greatly, quickly transmitting a sound, "How is the battle situation? Which forces are involved?"

"Saint Soul Sect under Martial Soul Holy Palace, Qinghong Protector personally arrived, the battle has just begun," God Shadow Guard respectfully transmitted sound.

Upon hearing this, God Shadow was instantly infuriated, saying gloomily, "Reporting to the three Great Ancestors, Brother Feng is still in seclusion, forces under Martial Soul Holy Palace are attacking Rakshasa Holy Temple."

"What?" Dantong and the others were shocked and changed color.

Long Qianye worriedly said, "This is bad! Qingyang and the others are in danger!"

Ling Xiaoxiao and their cultivation is merely at the Saint Monarch Realm, absolutely unable to withstand the powerful forces under Martial Soul Holy Palace.

Long Shi Hun’s three Great Ancestors’ old faces turned extremely somber.

Dealing with Zhu Tianmo already bothered them, now Martial Soul Holy Palace dispatched forces against Rakshasa Holy Temple, without sending aid, Ling Xiaoxiao and the others are surely in danger.

But once dispatching aid, it might even draw Martial Soul Holy Palace’s strong forces, or even Ancient Profound Venerable.

If Feng Wuchen remains in seclusion, the consequences are unimaginable.

"Dantong, God Shadow, immediately take people to support Rakshasa Holy Temple!" Long Shitian coldly ordered, his old face extremely ferocious.

Dantong and God Shadow immediately took dozens of God Shadow Guards and flashed to Profound Holy Realm’s Rakshasa Holy Temple.

No matter what, Rakshasa Holy Temple’s people cannot be endangered.

As the battle just started, Long Qianye and God Shadow quickly arrived to aid, preventing Rakshasa Holy Temple from falling into crisis.

"God Shadow Protector! Qianye Protector! And Dantong!" Seeing God Shadow and dozens of powerful figures appear, Liu Qingyang and others rejoiced wildly.

Fortunately, Gongsun Wuqing stayed in Rakshasa Holy Temple, or the consequences could be dire.

"God Shadow, Long Qianye, Dragon God Clan can barely protect themselves, yet you meddle in this?" Qinghong Protector asked icily.

God Shadow shouted angrily, "I will not only meddle, but also kill you!"

"God Shadow Protector, I hope you have the strength for this!" Shui Wuhen’s cold voice cut in, his figure flashing in.

"Shui Wuhen!" God Shadow deeply frowned, his face extremely dark.

"This Protector wants to kill you all, Dragon God Clan might lack the ability to send forces to save you," with cold eyes sweeping towards God Shadow and others, Shui Wuhen transmitted sound, "Reporting to Elder, God Shadow brought people to support Rakshasa Holy Temple, should we eliminate them?"

"Do what you want, this Elder only wants Feng Wuchen’s white flame!" Nangong Xuan transmitted sound with a smile.

Aside from this, Jiuzhou Holy Pill Pavilion also had trouble, people behind four major forces already started to take action, crazily suppressing the Holy Pill Pavilion.

The four major forces even loudly proclaimed, anyone selling treasures to Holy Pill Pavilion would be killed.

They even forcibly annexed many Holy Pill Pavilion shops, several strong figures from the Holy Pill Pavilion were injured.

Even if Heaven’s Dao Holy Temple made a move, the four major forces were still unafraid.

Mu Honglian and Shui Yun’er were still struggling, if not aided by the Heavenly Dao Great Emperor, the Holy Pill Pavilion might have been razed long ago.

Dragon God Holy Temple faced the Demon Clan’s attack, with any moment’s possibility of extermination, Rakshasa Holy Temple was attacked by forces under Martial Soul Holy Palace, no one could attend to Holy Pill Pavilion at the moment.

Mu Honglian and others could only rely on Heaven’s Dao Holy Temple to resist enemies.

Just uncertain how long they can hold on.

...

As battle time progressed, Long Xiaoyang and the others’ strength was almost exhausted, their faces turning pale, but Zhu Tianmo remained unscathed.

"Seems like you can’t go on, now it’s my turn," Zhu Tianmo sneered mockingly, his deep old eyes flashing with fierce and vicious killing intent.

"Whoosh!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

"Splurt! Splurt! Splurt!"

A black lightning flashed abruptly and vanished, but in that instant, fifteen Saintly Honor experts including Long Xiaoyang simultaneously spat blood, their figures flying out.

Not a single move could be blocked.