On the Fourth Domain battlefield.
Dark clouds pressed heavily upon the realm, and the lingering might of the descending immortals weighed down upon the defenders until they could barely breathe.
Li Guanqi felt the blood boiling through his veins.
While everyone else was struggling just to hold their ground, Li Guanqi took the lead, stepping forcefully forward with the companions at his side!
All six of them surged forward in perfect unison.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A succession of crushing auras erupted in deafening blasts!
In an instant, the oppressive weight bearing down on the gathered cultivators lightened noticeably.
Li Guanqi hoisted his sword coffin with one hand and slammed it down against the void.
The coffin slowly opened. Shrouded in terrifying baleful light, the Red Lotus let out a resonant sword hum and flew into his grasp.
The moment his hand gripped the hilt, Li Guanqi showed his absolute pinnacle strength without hesitation!
"Demon Transformation, Demonic Inscription, Surge of Demonic Power!"
"Spirit Ruins, open!"
"Slaughter Force, Blade Break, Illusory Form, Spirit Absolution!"
His figure expanded, turning tall and burly. A pair of horns sprouted from his forehead, and purplish-black dragon scales covered his entire body, interwoven with divine markings.
At the center of his brow, the spiritual crest of the Spirit-Devouring Dao Physique flickered with a faint, silver-white glow.
Boom!
For a moment, Li Guanqi's aura completely overpowered everyone present.
Sword in hand, Li Guanqi radiated an impossibly immense, terrifying pressure.
Hong Zhi smiled faintly at the sight and led the other six of the Seven Generals forward in a matching stride.
At that moment, the two small groups became an unshakeable bastion standing before all the cultivators.
Facing the crushing pressure of more than two hundred descending immortals, they showed not the slightest hint of fear.
Inspired by their frontline stand, the defenders behind them similarly unleashed their greatest power and surged a step forward.
That step embodied the resolve of every soul present.
A willingness to face death without looking back.
Perhaps...
Every cultivator in the Immortal Burial Realm had prepared themselves for death long ago.
Many of them had even prepared the words to be inscribed upon the Sword Stele in advance.
In this life of theirs...
Perhaps only words written by their own hands could ensure they were remembered.
As for posterity?
They would never bother thinking that far ahead. Once you were dead, what good was worrying about future generations?
Li Guanqi swept his gaze across the field from the corner of his eye, and to his surprise, he spotted Sun Changlin wielding a silver spear.
The frail old man was clad in silver armor, gripping his silver spear with eyes as sharp as blades.
Just as everyone stood at the ready, bracing for the immortals to descend—
A sudden jolt struck through every mind!
Li Guanqi clearly perceived the entire battlefield laid out before him, completely unobstructed.
He turned to look at Yu Shan, who sat cross-legged upon the void with his eyes closed tight.
Everyone felt their divine sense swell with extraordinary strength, rendering their perception of the battlefield razor-sharp.
Li Guanqi took a deep breath. Without looking back, he spoke via calm mental transmission.
"Everyone, prioritize your own safety!"
"Do you hear me!"
Meng Wanshu, Ye Feng, and the others replied in unison.
"Understood!"
"Got it, Boss."
Boom!
Celestial spiritual energy erupted, sending violent tremors reverberating through the six domains of the Immortal Burial Realm.
The war had begun...
Boom!
Watching the descending immortals gradually coalesce into physical form, Li Guanqi transformed into a flash of lightning and vanished from the spot!
His body became a brilliant thunderbolt tearing through the darkness of night.
A distance of ten thousand zhang was crossed in the blink of an eye.
The Red Lotus blossomed in Li Guanqi's hand as he slashed several strikes in rapid succession, swift as lightning!
A purplish-red sword light carrying the terrifying momentum to cleave the heavens flashed across the sky!
Faced with this supreme strike, the descending immortals fell into utter disarray.
Three immortals hastily joined forces to block it, only to be crushed and torn apart by the overwhelming sword light like dry weeds before a scythe.
The defensive immortal treasures they hurled out shattered into fragments the very instant they were deployed.
Heads flew high into the air. Like a demon god descending upon the world, Li Guanqi halted midair, holding a dripping, bloody head in his hand.
Three headless corpses tumbled from the sky.
At this moment, Li Guanqi was barely ten-odd zhang away from the descending immortals.
One man, one sword, his white robes stained with blood. Holding the severed head aloft as he trod upon the void, Li Guanqi pointed his blade toward the heavens!
"Today, none of you leave this place alive!"
This sight struck a powerful chord in everyone present.
Seeing this, the cultivators felt the blood in their veins boil.
It was as if the descending immortals were nothing more than clay chickens and pottery dogs, nothing to be feared at all.
Not only them, but even Hong Zhi and her companions were stunned for a moment.
In this instant, they seemed to see that man's shadow in Li Guanqi.
Just like him—wild, overbearing!
Whenever he faced formidable foes, his very first thought was always how to rally everyone's spirits.
Li Guanqi knew that countless people would inevitably die in this battle.
The disparity in numbers between the two sides was simply too immense...
On average, each defender would have to take on four or even five descending immortals.
Even at the same cultivation realm, certain specialized techniques of the Immortal Realm gave them an overwhelming advantage in slaughter.
Under these circumstances, heavy casualties among the cultivators of the Immortal Burial Realm were unavoidable.
And the reason Li Guanqi acted as he did was precisely to ignite their fighting spirit!
They had to view him like an anchor of faith to sustain them through the struggle.
Li Guanqi felt an inexplicable weight suddenly settle upon his shoulders.
Yet he could not retreat, nor could he show the slightest trace of weakness.
Ye Feng and the others were equally stirred by the scene.
Ye Feng took a slow step forward, and the Nu Sha Sword in his hand instantly shifted into its Apocalypse Stance.
His long golden hair fluttered in the wind as terrifying Geng Metal power rampaged in every direction, slicing through the void.
Without a single word, Ye Feng transformed into a streak of golden light and shot straight toward the heavens!
As more and more immortals descended, Hong Zhi drew her blade and charged!
"Kill!"
"Slaughter every last one of them!"
"Defend the Fourth Domain to the death, crush them!"
Everyone roared and charged forth.
During the descent, the immortals' power had not yet stabilized, making this the prime opportunity to inflict heavy casualties upon them.
Yet past experience dictated that those descending first were always the strongest.
They were tasked with paving the way for those behind them, shielding them through this most vulnerable transition.
Yet none had expected that the first three to arrive would be wiped out by a single strike from Li Guanqi!
Watching the cultivators charging forward relentlessly, a man among the descending immortals spoke in a low, grim voice.
"A group of you go down first and hold them back!"
The man possessed a cold, harsh face, with triangular eyes, a hooked nose, thin lips, and sunken cheeks, making his entire frame appear gaunt.
He wore an ornate black robe that draped loosely over his frame.
His narrow eyes glinted with an uncanny light as his gaze swept across Li Guanqi.
"How unexpected..."
"On the Fourth Domain battlefield, aside from the Seven Generals, there is actually another fellow this powerful!"
Li Guanqi led his brothers at the very front of the charge.
Instantly, blood sprayed across the sky, and severed limbs rained down continuously.
Li Guanqi and his companions possessed strength far exceeding the ordinary, and for a time, none among the descending immortals could withstand a single blow from them!
Suddenly!
Through Yu Shan's shared perception, every hair on Li Guanqi's body stood on end.
Without thinking, he grabbed Cao Yan by the collar and hurled him away.
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