Chapter 2349: Heaven Piercing (1)

Chapter 2349: Heaven Piercing (1)



A hush fell over the battlefield, a strange calm before the storm. The intruders, momentarily taken aback by the unexpected sight of such formidable resistance, hesitated. This was not the easy conquest they had envisioned.

They had expected a realm teeming with weaklings, ripe for the taking. But these women, with their ethereal beauty and cold, determined eyes, were clearly no pushovers.

Dao Ling's eyebrows knitted in surprise. Lower Gods? He hadn't expected such a force to be present at the breach. "Interesting," he mused, a cruel smile playing on his lips. "It seems the Divine Realm has some hidden fangs after all."

He turned to his soldiers, his voice booming with authority. "Don't underestimate them! They may be Lower Gods, but they possess a power beyond their realm."

The Primordial God Tribe experts, their initial shock replaced by a renewed bloodlust, charged forward, eager to test the mettle of these unexpected opponents.

Yun Chan, her gaze unwavering, met their charge head-on. The blue light emanating from her sword intensified, casting an ethereal glow over her and her fellow sisters. With a graceful flourish, she executed the first move of the Goddess of the Nine Heavens Art.

A symphony of power erupted as Yun Chan and her fellow sisters unleashed their divine techniques. The air crackled with energy, the very fabric of reality warping around them. Their movements were a mesmerizing dance of death, each strike infused with the combined power of the nine heavens.

"Argh!"

The intruders, caught off guard by the sheer intensity of the attack, were sent reeling. Bodies flew, blood splattered, and screams echoed through the battlefield. The Primordial God Tribe experts, once so confident in their superiority, found themselves struggling to keep up.

Yun Chan, her movements a blur, cut through the enemy ranks like a scythe through wheat. Her sword, imbued with divine power, sliced through flesh and bone with effortless ease. Her fellow sisters, each a master of the Goddess of the Nine Heavens Art, were equally devastating.

The battlefield transformed into a spectacle of divine beauty and brutal carnage. The women, their movements graceful and fluid, were like celestial beings descended from the heavens. But their beauty was a deadly illusion, a mask that hid their unwavering resolve and ruthless efficiency.

Dao Ling watched the slaughter with a mixture of fascination and surprise. These women were far more powerful than he had anticipated. Their techniques were refined, their power immense. They were a force to be reckoned with.

"It seems we have underestimated them. They are well prepared," Dao Ling said with a frown.

"Indeed," Murong Mengyi sighed gently. "In the blink of an eye, he has become unreachable."

Yu Wuying and the others remained silent. Their gazes fixated on Yun Lintian, waiting to see his brilliant display of power.

Yun Lintian looked at Mo Lianxing and said calmly, "I have to admit that you caught me off guard completely last time. Now, let's see how strong you are without resorting to a sneak attack."

Mo Lianxing's expression darkened. The Frostmourne Spear silently appeared in her hand, emitting an incomparably cold aura.

"I shouldn't have aimed for your heart back then," she said coldly. "But it doesn't matter. You won't survive this time."

"Really?" Yun Lintian smiled indifferently. "Bring it on."

A chill wind swept across the battlefield, heralding the start of a clash between titans. Mo Lianxing, her eyes blazing with icy fury, charged forward, her Frostmourne Spear leaving a trail of shimmering ice crystals in its wake.

The temperature plummeted, the air itself seemed to freeze, and a sense of impending doom hung heavy over the battlefield.

Yun Lintian, however, remained unfazed. His expression was serene, his movements measured, a stark contrast to the raging storm before him. He raised the Heaven Piercing Sword, its blade humming with anticipation.

With a graceful arc, Mo Lianxing thrust her spear forward. A torrent of ice shards, sharp as razors, shot towards Yun Lintian, each one capable of piercing through the toughest defenses. But Yun Lintian merely flicked his wrist, and a wave of fire surged forth, melting the ice shards into nothingness.

Mo Lianxing narrowed her eyes in surprise. She had expected her attack to at least faze him, but he had countered it with such effortless ease. It was as if he were toying with her, a realization that fueled her anger even further.

"How dare you!?" She uttered furiously, and the icy aura around her spear burst forth, engulfing the entire space with a terrifying blizzard.

Yun Lintian remained indifferent. The Heaven Piercing Sword in his hand resonated,

unleashing a scorching crimson flame.

"That's it?"