Chapter 1546 - 1536: Nine Provinces Divine Spirit Battle vs. Ten Thousand Slaughter Hall

Chapter 1546: Chapter 1536: Nine Provinces Divine Spirit Battle vs. Ten Thousand Slaughter Hall

The combined strength of the Six Imperial Blood Clans is stronger than the Azure Cloud Sect.

But limited by their bloodlines and lacking the Dao Manuscript as a foundational item, there are not many top-tier experts; most are at the early and mid stages of the Causality Realm.

The strongest among them is Emperor Lin, who has reached the late stage of the Causality Realm.

The Twelve Golden Figures can battle against him; perhaps they won’t win, but they should stand undefeated.

Gather the soldiers of the world, forge the Twelve Golden Figures!

In terms of combat power, the Twelve Golden Figures are considered invincible at the same realm, defeating the many with the few is routine.

Boom!

The void undergoes a great cataclysm.

Twelve resplendent golden figures emerge from an unknown space-time, exuding a surging Evil Qi, rolling and rumbling, consolidating a shadow overhead.

This shadow, with an imposing stature like a pillar supporting the sky, is beyond any extent of height.

Eyes like the sun and moon.

Three thousand strands of hair resembling three thousand great Daos.

With every breath, yin and yang alternate.

Holding an axe, exuding a sharp force as if capable of shattering everything.

"Battle!"

In the unseenness.

An unknown voice echoes throughout the intermediate and advanced cosmic clusters.

"Puppets capable of arranging formations?"

"Not bad!"

"But to stop this Emperor, they’re still lacking a bit!"

Emperor Lin gazed at the Twelve Golden Figures setting up the ’Heavenly Dipper Earth Evil Formation,’ his eyes calm, 2,800 strands of Rule Power stood firm, and immense force gushed from his right fist, striking out vigorously.

"Roar!"

At the moment of punching, a massive golden dragon broke through the air, claws and teeth bared, traversing endless cosmos.

With a punch like a dragon.

Shattering countless layers of space-time.

Everything, all is destroyed.

"Slash!"

The Twelve Golden Figures shouted in unison, as if endowed with intelligence.

The axe-wielding shadow moved.

The Heaven-Opening Axe was raised high, slashing forward; the axe glow immense, larger than a universe.

Within the axe aura, contained twelve kinds of strength, the space eternally vast, the five elements power endlessly reincarnates, the forces of wind, rain, thunder, and sky interwoven, the river of space-time flows...

This slash, capable of destroying a universe, can also create one.

The myriad transformations limitless.

Boom!

The next instant.

Punch imprint and axe aura clashed fiercely.

Instantly, the dilapidated space point was completely obliterated, an expanse dozens of times larger than the ancient azure universe evaporated into nothingness.

There, the unrivaled force surged, axe aura permeated.

Even the barrier separating the advanced and intermediate cosmic clusters shook violently at this moment, cracking into countless fissures, like a spider web.

"So terrifying!"

"Didn’t expect besides the nine causality realm experts, the Qin Dynasty also possesses twelve puppets!"

"This power is almost exceeding the peak of the Causality Realm!"

Within the Immortal Treasure World, the Grand Elder gazed in shock at the battlefield, his heart shuddering with fear.

He had a strong foreboding feeling that if he were on the battlefield, his chances of survival would be slim.

"Emperor Lin has been defeated!"

Within the Dao Saint World, a surprised voice echoed from a central grand hall.

As expected, right after he spoke.

"Puff!"

Emperor Lin tilted his head back, spitting a mouthful of blood, his body like a cannonball flying backward; only after crashing through a starry sky spanning dozens of light-years did he manage to stabilize himself with difficulty.

He lowered his head, looking at the hand he punched with.

On the back of his hand, there was a distinct bloodstain, with fresh blood trickling forth continuously.

Moreover, all his internal organs were shaken.

"How can this be?"

"How could twelve puppets of the Three Knowledge Realm be this powerful?"

Emperor Lin raised his gaze towards the Twelve Golden Figures, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

He was a late-stage martial artist of the Causality Realm!

Yet now, he was repelled by twelve puppets of the Three Knowledge Realm!

"Set up the formation!"

Taking a deep breath, Emperor Lin ordered coldly.

Thirty strong warriors of the six clans with imperial blood responded immediately, soaring behind him; as blood light shimmered over their bodies, they gradually merged into one, forming a unified whole.

Emperor Lin stepped forward, arriving at the formation’s core.

Instantly, he felt an unending flow of power pouring into him, boosting his strength rapidly, breaking the shackles, and propelling him to the peak of the Causality Realm, finally stopping at the half-step Order Realm.

The bloodline formation!

Capable of maximizing the strength of comrades of the same clan.

Now within Emperor Lin, it’s as if there are thirty forces of causality.

"Fight again!"

Sensing the tremendous power within.

A glimmer of excitement flashed through Emperor Lin’s eyes, once again launching an attack on the Twelve Golden Figures, his fists clenched as if grasping two worlds, aiming to smash through the endless cosmos.

"Heaven-Opening Slash!"

The spatial figure roared.

The axe-wielding shadow’s eyes flashed with a bright light, with boundless Evil Qi pouring into the axe head, slashing out a more terrifying axe aura than before, deriving three thousand Daos, endless rules, with visions of world creation and destruction.

The shattered void, like a curtain of heaven, was torn apart once more, pitch-black.

Rumble!

With a startling sound, both sides’ attacks collided, generating a violent ripple, sweeping in all directions.

Emperor Lin and the axe-wielding shadow’s figures flashed, engaging in combat, leaving countless residual shadows in the destructive void, martial artists below the Three Knowledge Realm couldn’t even see a shadow.

"Looks like it won’t be easy to determine a winner anytime soon!"

The Dark God Master looked at the battlefield, speaking to the Elder within the grand hall: "Next, we’ll leave it to the Ten Thousand Slaughter Hall!"

"Alright!"

The Elder nodded his head.

Boom boom...

Eleven Causality Realm auras, like heavenly swords, traversed the battlefield, attacking the Qin Dynasty.

"The Yu Zhou Ding Deities, engage!"

Qin Wudao ordered calmly and unhurriedly.

As the strong men of the Ten Thousand Slaughter Hall were about to cross the barrier, nine ancient tripods flew out from the Nine Provinces Great Thousand World, each ancient tripod bearing nine shadows.

Nine strands of causality power, penetrating the world.

Witnessing this scene.

Almost all the powerful figures were dumbfounded, slack-jawed.

Experts of the Causality Realm!

The Qin Dynasty also possesses experts of the Causality Realm!

It’s simply unbelievable!

"Form formation!"

The Elder’s face changed drastically upon seeing the Yu Zhou Ding Deities, giving birth to a feeling of unease, not hesitating, and immediately setting up the ’Ten Thousand Slaughter Formation’!

The immense blood light soared to the sky.

Forming a boundless sea of blood over the battlefield, and at the center of the blood sea, a blood-colored Sword Qi was nurtured, emanating overwhelming killing intent, enveloping the cosmos.

"Nine Provinces World, determine the realm!"

The deity of the Yu State Ding said softly.

With the words uttered.

Nine supreme auras soared into the sky, forming a scroll of the Nine Provinces in the high sky, mountains, rivers, plants and trees, cities and villages, all things, and all spirits presented.

Qin Wudao, Zhuge Liang, Liu Che, and others gazed at the Nine Provinces World, full of nostalgia.

This was the world they once lived in.

"Suppress!"

The deity of the Yu State Ding shouted loudly.

The Nine Provinces World descended from an unknown space-time, towering over time and space, dimensions, restraining the surroundings, suppressing everything.

Boom!

The blood sword broke through the air.

Struck against the Nine Provinces World, unable to advance an inch.

A hint of ferocity flashed across the Elder’s face, manipulating the blood sea to collide with the Nine Provinces World.

And with this collision.

The barrier directly dividing the intermediate and advanced cosmic clusters shattered...