and above, though their intelligence cannot be compared to that of humans, possess some rudimentary sentience. They all naturally saw that the current situation was amiss, so none rushed forward.The...The Manzu, dressed in a multicolored robe, ignored Huahongniang's question. Instead, he would sometimes look up at the sky of the Dao Ancient Realm and sometimes lower his head to look down at the space where the Master of Yaoshenzong was located.

After a long time, he murmured, "That's right, this should come from the power within the Nine Hells of Annihilation."

"I never thought I'd feel this kind of power again in my lifetime."

"The Nine Realms of Extinction"

Hearing this unfamiliar name, Huahongniang couldn't help but be curious and spoke again: "Manzu, what is the place called Ji Mie Nine Lands What is special about this kind of power"

This time, Manzu explained: "The Nine Realms of Nirvana are the place where all things originate. As for this power, it's nothing special. It's just the power of the yang, but the last time I felt this power was in a great battle."

That battle affected nearly all races and forces within this world, and the outcome of the war also changed the landscape of this world...

Man Zu's words were cut short, as a look of reminiscence appeared on his face. He was clearly recalling the great battle.

Although that battle has been long past for too long, he could still clearly remember every scene of it.

Ren Dinghan and Hua Hongniang also saw that Manzu was reminiscing about the past. After looking at each other, they didn't dare to ask any further questions.

After a moment, Manzu shook her head gently and finally came to her senses. "Now," she said to them, "I'm more interested in that Ginger Cloud you mentioned. Let's go!"

As soon as the voice fell, Manzu swept his sleeve, and a buzzing sound suddenly arose. In front of the three people appeared a cloud of colorful mist, which was composed entirely of various insects.

This colorful cloud of mist directly enveloped Ren Dinghan and the two, including Manzu himself.

Then, the clouds and mist transformed into a multicolored beam of light, rushing towards the main hall of Yaoshengzong.

Within the space, as the Qi of Nine Sacrificial Heavens drew in a massive influx of Yang energy, the aura emanating from Jiang Yun naturally soared, experiencing a frenzied surge.

As for the changes in Jiang Yun's breath, the medicine puppet showed no reaction whatsoever. Although Ye Fei's eyes once again revealed a look of astonishment, he remained calm.

He could naturally see that Jiang Yun had used a secret method to temporarily increase his strength, but the gap between him and the Human-Dao Integration Realm was still huge. He was still no match for Yao Kui.

After completing five celestial offerings, Jiang Yun directly extended his hand and pointed at the medicine puppet.

At the tip of Jiang Yun's finger, a whirlpool the size of a zhang appeared. Within the whirlpool, shadowy figures flickered and scenes shifted incessantly.

Taoism, seeking nothing brings no suffering.

At first, Gingercloud used this technique to eliminate that Medicine Puppet.

Although he knew full well that it was impossible to kill the puppet in front of him again in the same way, he at least had to try.

Facing the vortex that had arrived before him, Yaokui directly raised his hand and punched out.

"Boom!"

The furious force caused the vortex to explode directly, turning into nothingness.

As expected, this level of Taoism has absolutely no effect on the medicine puppet.

And the medicine puppet's fist, after shattering the vortex, still had enough strength to sweep towards Jiang Yun. This also caused Jiang Yun to smile wryly while gritting his teeth, condensing all his power to try and withstand this remaining force.

Although he had scars that might render these powers useless, he still wanted to see just how much stronger this medicine puppet truly was compared to himself.

"Bang bang bang!"

Accompanied by a series of explosions, Ginger Cloud's body flew backward in the air like a broken kite.

After the sound vanished, his figure had appeared thousands of zhang away. His body swayed precariously, with blood streaming from his mouth and nose.

This is the realm of human-like empathy, the true power of the strong!

Not even a single spell or magical technique was cast, not even a mere flick of his residual power, and yet it possessed such terrifying might.

If one were to be struck directly by that punch, not even five times the heavenly sacrifice Ginger Cloud would stand a chance, let alone nine times. It would undoubtedly be fatal.

A long sigh escaped his mouth, and a bitter smile deepened on Jiang Yun's face. He muttered to himself, "It seems this time, the deity is truly going to die!"

"It's nothing to die, it's just a pity that the Xue clan and Xueqing don't know how much more they will suffer!"

At this moment, Jiang Yun really missed the Illusory Realm a little.

Because only now did he truly realize the vast difference in power between his real self and his illusory self.

Within the illusion, I could easily slay avatars of Dao Lords with the power of my nine clans and the might of the Five Peaks of Desolation.

But in reality, even with the power of the Nine Netherworlds borrowed, it was still difficult to even withstand a single remnant's strength from a Medicine Puppet.

Looking at the ginger clouds thousands of feet away, Ye Fei's heart was secretly relieved.

To be honest, although he believed Jiang Yun was no match for Yaokui, he was also a little worried that Jiang Yun might still have some trump cards hidden up his sleeve.

After all, even the powerful experts from Lian Daotai were driven away directly by Jiang Yun.

Now, he can finally relax.

"Buzz buzz buzz!"

Although he knew he wasn't a match for his opponent, Ginger Cloud had never been one to sit idly by. With a flourish of his sleeve, nearly ten thousand swords appeared in the sky above.

Every nine swords formed a sword formation, thousands of formations slowly rotating in the air. The sharp sword energy surged straight into the heavens, ready to unleash its power.

And Jiang Yun himself also held the Zang Dao Sword, his powerful sword intent condensing into a treasured sword, becoming the main sword in the sword array.

Accompanied by a earth-shattering sword cry from the Dao Sword, thousands of sword formations and Jiang Yun himself suddenly activated together, bringing forth a sea of swords that shot out.

However, these sword formations were not all directed at the Yao Kui. Instead, like flowers scattering from a heavenly woman's hand, they charged into the space where various buildings stood.

Only Ginger Cloud, leading nearly a hundred sword formations, charged towards the Medicine Puppet.

Evidently, even in death, Jiang Yun would strive to fulfill his previous words and turn this Yaoshenzong into a river of blood!

The terrifying sword energy released by the rapidly advancing formations of swords ripped gaping, ferocious fissures in the space. Even Ye Fei's brow creased slightly.

Although each individual sword formation may not be particularly powerful, the sheer number of them is overwhelming. If they were allowed to strike their target unchecked, they would undoubtedly inflict considerable damage upon the Yaoshensong sect.

"Stop all the sword formations first, then capture Ginger Cloud!"

Having no other choice, Ye Fei could only change the command to Yao Kui. Upon hearing this, Yao Kui opened his palm and grabbed at nothing in the air!

He suddenly saw a storm vortex, measuring hundreds of meters in diameter, appear in his palm. The vortex emanated an extremely powerful suction force that instantly spread throughout the entire space.

Under this suction, the sword formations controlled by Ginger Cloud were simply unable to resist. They all changed direction involuntarily and rushed into the vortex.

Even Gingercloud herself feels the same way!

The sound of "crackling" continuously emanated from that vortex.

As long as the sword enters the vortex, it will be instantly shattered by its immense power.

But as the vortex drew closer, a glimmer flickered in Jiang Yun's eyes that others couldn't understand. He murmured to himself, "Almost time. It's time to make my move!"

Just as Jiang Yun's inner voice fell, his expression suddenly froze.

"Buzz!"

Then, a shuddering tremor ran through the space.

In the tremor of the script, a phantom mountain peak, shaped like a palm and measuring a hundred zhang in size, slowly emerged in the sky!

First released by Chinese Traditional Novels Network to break through the barrier with his physical strength"Gu Bulao pondered, "Unless, his physical strength does not originate from this Shanhai realm!"Dao Tianyou's eyebrows furrowed even tighter, obv...