Terran Guardian - Chapter 3790

Chapter 3766 The Strength of the Holy Lord of Fuyao

The next moment

, a vast and powerful aura rose from the Fuyao Holy Land. Immediately afterward, Haoyang stepped into the air, his face icy cold.

He didn’t even glance at the Holy Lord of Qianyuan, but instead looked at the cultivators from the Beidou Immortal Sect and the others.

“Now that you have come to the aid of my Fuyao Holy Land, do you truly believe that my Fuyao Holy Land is easy to bully? If you retreat now, I will pretend nothing happened.

Otherwise, if a battle truly ensues, even if the Fuyao Holy Land is destined to perish, I will use all my resources to at least make you pay a heavy price!”

As his words fell,

many cultivators’ expressions changed slightly.

The Beidou Sect Master’s face remained indifferent: “Fellow Daoist Haoyang, there’s no need for further words. Your Fuyao Holy Land has acted against the natural order, and its destruction today is ordained by Heaven.

If you were to commit suicide here, I can guarantee that the Fuyao Holy Land’s lineage will not be exterminated.

All cultivators below the Ancient Immortal Realm will live!”

These words were spoken.

Hao Yang’s face immediately darkened.

“Then let’s see if you have the ability!”

Now

he understood that all the forces were determined to destroy the Fuyao Holy Land.

Since that was the case, continuing with idle chatter was pointless.

As for self-sacrifice to save the lives of disciples below the Ancient Immortal Realm, Hao Yang had no intention of considering it.

Even if the Beidou Immortal Sect and other forces kept their word, the Qian Yuan Holy Land wouldn’t leave any future trouble.

Furthermore,

even if the Qian Yuan Holy Land agreed

, what could a group of cultivators below the Ancient Immortal Realm possibly achieve?

If it came to that, the Fuyao Holy Land would be annihilated.

Therefore,

Hao Yang was willing to go all out.

The moment his words fell, the Holy Lord of the Fuyao Holy Land made a ruthless attack.

His peak Immortal Emperor cultivation erupted, the void instantly collapsed and caved in, and terrifying power covered the sky, striking down on the Immortal Emperors of the various forces.

The instant Haoyang made his move, the Qian Yuan Holy Lord stepped forward, his fist crashing down across the void with an overwhelming power that seemed capable of suppressing everything.

The Beidou Immortal Sect!

The Yuehua Palace!

The Biling Dao Sect! All forces attacked simultaneously   .

While the Beidou Sect Master and other powerful figures made their moves, cultivators from each faction simultaneously charged towards the Fuyao Holy Land. In an instant,   the entire Fuyao Holy Land transformed into a battlefield of carnage.   …   Bodhi Immortal Mansion.   Shen Changqing sipped tea and watched the battle.   He had no intention of getting involved in the conflict within the Fuyao Holy Land.   As long as this matter didn’t affect him, he wouldn’t bother with it .   After all,   Shen Changqing had no connection to the Fuyao Holy Land, and besides, this battle was initiated by the Fuyao Holy Land. The fact that the Qian Yuan Holy Land was now in this predicament was simply their own fault.   However—   while watching the battle in the void, Shen Changqing’s expression subtly shifted.   ”This Fuyou Saint Lord’s methods are quite interesting!”   In his vision, Haoyang’s figure was like a ghost, each step seemingly capable of shifting endless void, leaving behind numerous afterimages and illusions on the battlefield.   Even the powerful Qian Yuan Saint Lord and others couldn’t truly pinpoint his whereabouts.   Shen Changqing could see that Haoyang’s methods weren’t simply about extreme speed; they also contained a profound spatial Dao power.   Unfortunately,   despite the mystery of his movement techniques, they were ultimately no match for so many powerful figures.   As the Beidou Sect Master and other Immortal Emperors jointly suppressed a region of void, Haoyang also endured immense pressure. The vast heavens and earth seemed to be completely suppressed at this moment.   Space crumbled inch by inch.   The suppression of the Great Dao by the four top Immortal Emperors drove Haoyang to a state of madness.   ”Kill!!”   he roared, and boundless Dao power erupted from his body.   In an instant…   Haoyang’s figure seemed to vanish, transforming into an ancient Kunpeng that blotted out the sky, crashing upwards with the power to shake an endless hurricane.   ”The great roc rises with the wind!   Soaring ninety thousand miles high!”   —   As the Kunpeng phantom crashed down, the nine heavens seemed to crumble inch by inch.   All the power that sealed the Great Dao collapsed in that instant.   The powerful figures, including the Beidou Sect Master, trembled, their blood and qi boiling, their eyes filled with shock as they looked at Haoyang.   Clearly,   no one had expected that his true strength would be so formidable.   The next moment,   Haoyang, transformed into a Kunpeng, hurtled towards the Qian Yuan Saint Master with the force to overturn heaven and earth. Sensing   that terrifying power, the latter’s expression changed drastically.   Without hesitation,   the Qian Yuan Saint Master immediately summoned a black ancient cauldron, which instantly transformed into an ancient divine mountain to suppress and descend.   ”Boom—!!!”   A deafening roar shook the heavens and earth, followed by the collapse of the divine mountain, the mournful cry of the Kunpeng, and the instantaneous flight of the black ancient cauldron.   The Qian Yuan Holy Lord was struck as if by lightning, coughing up blood and staggering backward.   Hao Yang, too, was in dire straits. He   had forcefully knocked the black ancient cauldron away with his bare body; his imperial robes were stained with blood, his body shattered, and the Kunpeng phantom vanished in an instant.   Even so, Hao Yang did not retreat. With a flick of his sleeve, a Kunpeng feather fell, covering the Qian Yuan Holy Lord.   This palm-sized feather, in the latter’s eyes, seemed capable of covering the entire Immortal Realm; the terrifying, abyssal pressure made even the Lord of the Qian Yuan Holy Land sense the approach of death.   ”Break for me!!!”   The Qian Yuan Holy Lord spat out a mouthful of blood, grabbing the black ancient cauldron from afar, then pouring all his power into it, pushing the power of this supreme treasure to its limit.   The next moment…   The sky collapsed and the earth cracked.

The falling feather contained the immense power of Haoyang’s cultivation, making it difficult even for the Qian Yuan Saint Lord to withstand.

In less than a few breaths, the black ancient cauldron let out a mournful cry and shattered before the Qian Yuan Saint Lord’s astonished gaze.

The remaining force of the impact severely wounded the latter, his body crashing through countless layers of void, blood splattering everywhere.

Just as the Qian Yuan Saint Lord was suffering this grievous wound, the attacks of the Beidou Sect Master and other powerful figures arrived. The power of the three top Immortal Emperors tore through everything, instantly striking Haoyang.

“Boom—”

Haoyang instantly shattered into pieces, his remaining remains plummeting downwards towards the Fuyao Holy Land.

Watching the direction Haoyang fell, Shen Changqing’s brows furrowed.

The reason was simple:

the direction Haoyang was falling was almost identical to that of the Bodhi Immortal Mansion.

But just then…

The Sect Master of Beidou took a step into the air, his longsword erupting with dazzling cold light. A heaven-reaching sword aura, like a river from the nine heavens, poured down, crashing down upon Haoyang below.

This sword strike’s power encompassed everything, enough to cover half of the Fuyou Sacred Land.

The power of this attack

wasn’t just to kill Haoyang; it also aimed to annihilate the other cultivators of the Fuyou Sacred Land.

Gazing at the sword aura that filled his vision, Haoyang’s expression remained calm, his eyes devoid of any resentment, only a sense of acceptance of life and death, and a barely perceptible regret.

This regret wasn’t because he was about to die, but because he hadn’t been able to completely kill the Qian Yuan Saint Master before his death.

But there was nothing he could do.

He was ultimately alone.

Facing four top-tier Immortal Emperors, achieving this was already his limit.

“It’s just a pity… the lineage of the Fuyou Sacred Land will ultimately end in my hands!”

This thought had barely formed in Haoyang’s mind when a sigh echoed.

“This is truly troublesome!”

The moment this voice rang out, an unparalleled power of Daoist aura enveloped everything, as if everything in the vast Fuyou Holy Land had been frozen in time.

Even the descending river of sword energy was suspended in mid-air, as if gripped by an invisible hand.

“The Fuyou Holy Land still has a hidden strength—!!!”

The Beidou Sect Master’s pupils widened as he looked down at the Fuyou Holy Land, his face filled with shock.

The reason he was confident enough to attack the Fuyou Holy Land was because he had already ascertained that the Fuyou Holy Land had no other hidden strength.

But now…

who could tell him what had happened?

Although that powerful figure had not yet truly appeared, the aura that suppressed everything was enough to explain everything.

Within the Fuyou Holy Land, there existed an extremely terrifying being.

If he had known this beforehand, the Beidou Sect Master would never have attacked the Fuyou Holy Land.

“Senior…”

He was about to beg for mercy when he saw a sky-covering hand emerge from the immortal mountain below. Many Immortal Emperors, including the Sect Master of the Big Dipper Sect, were instantly crushed by this hand before they even had a chance to resist.

“Boom!!!”

The cosmic phantom fell into the void, and the four top Immortal Emperors perished on the spot.

When the hand dissipated, the world cleared, and all the immortal ships and warships of the Big Dipper Immortal Sect and the other four major forces, as well as the figures of many Immortal Emperors, vanished without a trace, as if they had never existed.

This scene

left the Lord of the Fuyou Holy Land stunned, staring at the empty sky, a sense of great terror welling up in his heart.

As the Lord of the Fuyou Holy Land, he had never known that such a powerful figure existed within the Holy Land.

For a moment,

Hao Yang suspected that the one who had attacked was a senior expert of the Holy Land.

But this thought was immediately dismissed.

As the Holy Lord, how could Hao Yang not know the Holy Land’s foundation?

While some powerful figures have emerged throughout the ages in the Holy Land, it’s impossible for anyone to crush all the powerful figures of the four major forces with a single hand.

Such strength transcends the realm of Immortal Emperors, at least reaching the level of Half-Saint.

If the Fuyou Holy Land had any Half-Saints, it wouldn’t have fallen to this state.

Therefore,

this is an unparalleled being living in seclusion within the Fuyou Holy Land.

“Thank you for your help, Senior. I will come back to thank you again after I have resolved the matters of the Holy Land!”

Haoyang took a deep breath, cupped his hands in thanks to the immortal mountain before him, and then took a step into the air, charging towards the remaining cultivators of the four major forces within the Fuyou Holy Land. With

the fall of powerful figures like the Qian Yuan Saint Lord, the remaining cultivators of the four major forces have suffered a significant loss of strength. How could Haoyang miss such an opportunity to survive?

Therefore,

even if it meant serious injury, he was determined to eliminate all the invading enemies.