Chapter 428: Long Yang Appears Again

The old man of the Thundercloud Sect encountered a terrifying assault. He let out a great shout, his aura suddenly becoming ferocious and fierce. His palm, rumbling and trembling, struck out violently. Ten thousand divine rays burst forth, surging divine light exploded, and he exerted all his strength to resist the impact of the great waves.

Yang Tian stamped his foot, splitting the earth. His whole body blazed with golden light like a waterfall, his blood energy scorching hot. Thunderous explosions sounded within him as he gripped the Black Demon Sword and slashed forward.

Yang Ba was resplendent with purple haze. His golden war spear struck horizontally, sweeping away everything. The heavens trembled, his attack fierce and unmatched, breaking through layer after layer of great waves.

With a buzz, heaven and earth shook. Xing Shan became even more ferocious. Between the opening and closing of his eyes, dazzling divine light shot forth. In his hand was a crimson great sword, emitting indestructible divine light, slashing toward the mysterious figure.

The arrogant figure in the void was extremely powerful. From within his body, endless great waves surged, striking in all directions. A golden divine light suddenly shot from his eyes, crossing into the sword aura.

Boom! The two beams of divine light collided. Heaven and earth rumbled, erupting with surging, unending waves of air that swept in all directions.

The figure in the void was immensely powerful. Immeasurable divine light radiated from his body. Around him, sand and stones flew, mountains shook and the earth moved, reaching to the heavens and earth. His divine power was inexhaustible.

Yang Tian and the others were no weaklings, especially with the two great cultivators present. But the figure in the void possessed battle prowess that soared to the heavens; he was a formidable enemy.

"Too powerful!" Shangguan Hao and Qing Yuan narrowed their eyes as they watched the battle scene, unable to help speaking.

"How has the energy within Yang Tian changed so much?" At this moment, Shangguan Hao noticed this aura and murmured to himself.

"Brother Yang's physical body is truly powerful now." Yun'er's big eyes fixed on the blood energy radiating from Yang Tian, fierce and unmatched, as if cast from steel. Amidst the layers of great waves, he was completely unharmed.

"Indeed, this freak." Xing Hao was also astonished. Not only was his physical body strong, but the heavenly artifact he wielded was even more surging and powerful.

With a thunderous crash, heaven and earth rumbled. In the void, the blood-mist-filled diagram let out great roars that resounded through heaven and earth. Long Yang's strength was formidable; he tore open a corner of the formation and appeared in this realm.

He did not pause at all, desperately breaking free from the formation in the void. His robes were tattered, clearly indicating he had suffered considerable injury.

"Hehe... little girl..." As soon as Long Yang appeared, his gaze fell upon Yun'er's body. His terrifying large hand reached for the top of Yun'er's head.

"Die!" Xing Hao roared in anger, his black hair standing on end. In his hand was a purple-gold gourd, which suddenly erupted with layers of thunder, forming a massive sea of lightning that shot into the void.

This purple-gold gourd was extremely extraordinary. Since Xing Hao obtained it, he had become increasingly adept at using it; it could contain the sun, moon, stars, and rivers.

"Hehe..." Long Yang sneered disdainfully. He turned his hand over, and from his fingertips surged black beams of light, instantly tearing apart the thunder domain, extremely powerful.

With a buzz, an ancient, unadorned small seal of emerald green appeared. It was now wreathed in auspicious clouds, dazzling and brilliant. Heart-palpitating energy fluctuations leaked out as it suddenly struck through the air.

Long Yang laughed strangely. He flicked his finger, and a dazzling beam of light slashed toward the small seal. With a clang, sparks flew from the seal, buzzing and exploding in the void as if it were about to crack.

Yun'er's body trembled violently, as if struck by lightning. A trace of blood appeared at the corner of her mouth, injured by the force of the impact.

Suddenly, a powerful figure appeared, shrouded in gray-black mist, spitting out chaotic beams of light, like a deity. In his eyes, terrifying phantom images of the sun and moon rose and fell.

The Chaos Body's purple-gold great sword hummed. The sword body radiated divine light in all directions, with streaks of starry rivers flowing. The vast river of stars turned and suddenly struck Long Yang's body.

"Yang Tian, you brat!" Long Yang's strange smiling face slowly faded, replaced by a cold murderous intent. The enmity of the severed arm had always been a knot in his heart.

"Die! Die!" Long Yang shouted. He was terrifying; the ninefold starry river was torn to pieces by him. His palm was like a mountain, about to smash the Chaos Body.

Swish! From within the Chaos Body, countless chaotic beams suddenly shot out. The aura of destruction leaked out, like a thunderstorm in the sky, wild and unruly, splitting the sky.

Long Yang was utterly fearless. He was originally an Emperor realm expert; such attacks could not harm him. From his body shot a black whirlwind, sweeping the surroundings, cutting off the countless chaotic beams.

"This old bastard..." Yang Tian's body was trapped within layers of great waves, unable to break free. Although the Chaos Body was formidable, it posed no threat to Long Yang.

Just as Yang Tian was secretly tense, an extremely terrifying small cauldron appeared, falling like a great star, swift as a meteor, slashing toward Long Yang's head.

"What artifact is that? How terrifying!" Gazing at that great cauldron, everyone was horrified, their hair standing on end.

"Without activating its internal energy, it is already so powerful. Unimaginable!" The old woman of the Li family was also shocked. That artifact was very mysterious; even their minds trembled slightly.

At the sudden appearance of the small cauldron, Long Yang's mind could not help but tremble. A mirror appeared, shooting out ten thousand black rays, with the force of thunder, striking the small cauldron.

However, that small cauldron was extremely powerful, as if breaking through eternity. It instantly obliterated the beams of light and, at great speed, crashed into the Candle Blood Demon Mirror.

With a clang and a thunderous explosion, the Candle Blood Demon Mirror trembled. Even its artifact spirit was terrified to death. Under Long Yang's stunned gaze, fine cracks appeared on the black mirror.

"Ah..." Long Yang's face froze for a moment. Staring at the cracked mirror body, he suddenly let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered. His heart bled; this heavenly artifact had actually cracked...

All the experts were horrified. Their incredulous eyes swept over the ancient, unadorned small cauldron. It was hard to imagine that this artifact had shattered a heavenly artifact. How hard must it be?

"Could it be entirely forged from divine gold?" The old woman of the Su family was also shaken. To be able to shatter a heavenly artifact, the material of this cauldron was truly unparalleled!

When the figure in the void, radiating intense light, noticed that small cauldron, his divine light trembled slightly. He was extremely tempted and wanted to claim it for himself.

The Mountain River Cauldron pressed down, extremely terrifying. The demon mirror was hastily withdrawn by Long Yang. His icy gaze swept over the cracked opening, his heart bleeding.

"You deserve to die!" Long Yang was enraged. Staring at the soul body before him, he released a frenzied murderous intent. The entire void twisted, and heart-shaking fluctuations leaked out rapidly.

"Buzz!" Yang Xiao remained silent. The Mountain River Cauldron shook, moving heaven and earth, like an ancient mountain. As it trembled, the sky seemed about to fall, showing the terror of this artifact.

Facing the crashing Mountain River Cauldron, the demon mirror in Long Yang's hand emitted ten thousand black rays. The surrounding stones that had just been lifted were shattered. Countless black rays frantically tried to stop the cauldron's crushing force.

Long Yang was powerful. His left hand held the Candle Blood Demon Mirror, resisting the crushing of the Mountain River Cauldron. His right hand traced a terrifying beam of light, like a black sun, hurtling toward Yang Xiao's body.