Chapter 1715: Chapter 148: Return

The sky resembles a Sanskrit aura.

Here is clear sky, while there a black hole.

At first glance, this sky looks like a chessboard formed by black pieces connected together.

Standing in stark contrast with the white sky dome.

Pitch-black cracks spread from it, extending far out.

And in this mottled sky, strange and grotesque monsters, big and small, greedily and impatiently squeeze out from these cracks and black holes, flying in all directions.

Below, the cultivators from the Wanxiang Sect and Longevity Sect dare not spare any attention.

While repelling their respective opponents, they cautiously approach each other, their eyes fixed intently on the fleshball in front of them, as large as a mountain of flesh.

The air is incredibly heavy.

“This thing is actually Class VI… These World Eaters from Outer Realm are born with such power. It’s really enviable!”

“Stop chattering! Be careful!”

A brief, hurried conversation quickly arises and vanishes among the crowd.

As if speaking any longer would attract the fleshball’s attack.

Zhao Feng stands at the front of the crowd.

The scene where Han Yanzi single-handedly battled Wanxiang Sect, Longevity Sect, and the Qin Family, yet still easily maintained the upper hand, remains etched in his mind.

The gap between a Divinity Transformation cultivator and a Refining Void cultivator is, in terms of Dao Domain, merely between Class I and Class II.

Yet, when it comes to magical combat, it is like a chasm.

Just like Junior Brother Wang Ba, whose Nascent Soul could cut down Immortal Ascension cultivators as if they were nothing. But after ascending to Immortal Ascension, despite using all his tricks before Han Yanzi, he struggled even to protect himself.

It was only after fully integrating the Extreme Cold Dao Domain that he finally soared to the heavens in one leap.

Thus, the strength of a Refining Void cultivator is evident.

Applying this logic, the fleshball monster before them is likely just as formidable.

“Master…”

Zhao Feng’s peripheral vision catches sight of the sword energy below, now gone without a trace. A faint ache rises in his heart, but at this moment, he lacks the power to divert his attention to search for it.

He is the Sect Master and the core of the Sect’s defense. If he loses focus, everyone here today might be consigned to oblivion.

With this thought, his mind whirls rapidly, eyes fixed on the fleshball monster whose gaze is growing increasingly greedy. He quickly shouts:

“Hall Master Guan! Come support quickly!”

In the distance, the heart of ‘Guan Ao,’ battling the fifth-tier perfect Azure-eyed Fire Lion, trembles.

He hastens his assault on the Azure-eyed Fire Lion.

A silent curse falls in his mind.

These cultivators from Jin, with little knowledge, do not realize the might of a Class VI entity. Yet he can perceive that the strength of this fleshball monster far exceeds their imagination, not weaker than when he was at his peak.

“This is a middle-stage Class VI World Eater!”

In this world-shaking calamity, crossing over alone is entirely impossible.

Decisiveness flashes in his eyes, and he no longer holds back.

His unique Secret Technique quietly activates, and the Azure-eyed Fire Lion struggling fiercely suddenly shows a moment’s confusion in its eyes.

‘Guan Ao’ would not idly watch the opportunity slip away!

“Kill!”

He shouts fiercely, and more than forty Flying Pheasant Daoist Soldiers form a formation, transforming into a Divine Rooster’s shadow. With a soft chirp, it pecks at the head of the Azure-eyed Fire Lion!

Crack!

The head of the Azure-eyed Fire Lion shatters instantly!

Its body follows, bursting into Chaos Origin Substance, quickly dissipating.

“Good!”

“Hall Master Guan has achieved another great success!”

A few joyful exclamations resound from the nearby crowd but swiftly turn into a series of ‘Be careful,’ ‘Here it comes!’

Guan Ao’s move seems to have caught the attention of the fleshball World Eater opposite, stirring up a stir in the Qi.

Almost the instant the Azure-eyed Fire Lion shattered, the fleshball World Eater also vanished from its original spot!

Whoosh!

‘Guan Ao’s face changes abruptly!

The massive fleshball World Eater is hurtling directly towards him!

He only sees a white, amorphous shadow crashing headlong into him, the space around him seeming to squeeze him desperately in place.

Despite being surrounded by more than forty Flying Pheasant Daoist Soldiers, akin to middle-stage Immortal Ascension, no sense of security eases his heart!

He can only tighten these Flying Pheasant Daoist Soldiers around him.

And dare not hold back in the slightest, the Suta Venerable Skill quietly operating at full force!

Boom!

The fleshball World Eater’s speed suddenly slows, then crashes into the formation formed by the Flying Pheasant Daoist Soldiers!

Even so.

The Divine Rooster’s shadow wails and shatters instantly, followed by the formation’s light maintaining for less than a breath before collapsing instantly.

“Take action!”

Perceiving that the fleshball World Eater’s target is Guan Ao, Zhao Feng’s expression changes, shouting urgently.

The prepared cultivators do not dare slacken in the slightest, swiftly shaking off their opponents, dedicating themselves fully; Dao Laws, Divine Skills, magic treasures…all raining down on the fleshball World Eater!

The fleshball World Eater is instantly submerged by countless rays of light.

‘Guan Ao’ staggers back, his Primordial Spirit shaking, unable to hold steady.

His strength no longer what it was, he is now forced to suppress a World Eater rivaling his peak; though the opponent doesn’t cultivate souls, it’s a huge challenge for him.

Yet before he can breathe a sigh of relief.

Whoosh–

The giant mountain of flesh breaks through the myriad light unscathed!

On the meat mountain, countless eyes open, revealing a long, huge mouth splitting down the center!

Swallowing down towards Guan Ao and the Flying Pheasant Dao Soldiers around him!

“Hall Master Guan!”

“Qingyang!”

Zhao Feng and others’ faces undergo a shocking change.

Among the cultivators harnessing Flying Pheasant Dao Soldiers, Wang Qingyang, fighting at the forefront and on the outermost edge, is directly swallowed.