Lighting Lanterns in the Mountains and Seas

At this moment, he truly resembled a god suppressing demons from above, making it difficult for evil spirits to approach.

"The flair of a disciple from the Thunder Sound Sect is indeed extraordinary."

"Truly deserving of being a disciple from a great sect."

On the high platform of the Beiju Command Center, Commander Lan She wore a faint smile, accompanied by a chorus of praise from those around him.

However, the smile at the corner of Lan She's mouth quickly faded, and his gaze grew gradually serious.

After a brief skirmish, Zhu Xiangxin seemed to gain confidence in herself. Seeing that Tong Mingshan and An Wuzhi were about to assist, she unexpectedly shouted, "Let me test him!"

It was her first time fighting outsiders since cultivating this technique, and she found it not as strenuous as before, not experiencing the helpless frustration she felt against Tong and An, which often prevented her from giving her all; she still hadn't exerted her full strength in this battle.

With the enemy's higher cultivation and no way to escape, she decided to let loose and try her best.

Tong Mingshan and An Wuzhi, who were about to assist, exchanged a surprised glance but then swiftly turned their focus to the approaching waves of enemy troops, as a confrontation was inevitable.

"You go first!" Tong Mingshan shouted to the people on the beach below.

They needed to stay behind to cover Wu Jinliang and the others; he still had the heart of a Sect Master.

The continuous explosions in the air were still resounding. Zhu Xiangxin, her hair fluttering by her ears, suddenly pointed towards the sky.

The shattered fragments of iron chains, blasted into oblivion, suddenly transformed into blazing flames, spiraling like water funnels into the swirl of iron chains in constant motion, their power returning to the chain body. Even the broken pieces could freely regroup with other chains.

No matter how Chongxing bombarded with thunderbolts, the flame energy chains launched relentless assaults.

This was why the Beiju Commander Lan She had a serious expression. Being a disciple of the Thunder Sound Sect himself, he knew the immense mana consumption Chongxing was enduring.

Chongxing naturally wouldn't waste his mana, realizing the opponent's attacks were indestructible. Tens of bolts of lightning erupted from his body, exploding the chains coiling around him. He launched a fierce palm strike toward Zhu Xiangxin below.

He intended to overpower with sheer cultivation prowess.

At the same time, he shouted, "Ah!"

Trying to escape? In his cold, sidelong glance, he thought none of them could flee today!

Wu Jinliang and others on the beach, who were trying to escape using their Magical Treasures, were shaken, falling back to the ground.

Not just them; even the Artifact Spirits within the Magical Treasures seemed somewhat dazed.

Clearly, they weren't meant to escape. Wu Jinliang glanced back at Mulan Qingqing, noticing she seemed unaffected but wasn't attempting to run. She drew her sword, appearing to provide support from the flanks, as if waiting for the right moment to strike.

He felt like cursing. Why didn't she control the Wind Scale and take us away to escape swiftly?

But to Mulan Qingqing, why run? The current divine confrontation didn't seem to show Zhu Xiangxin in a losing position. Besides, she came to gain merit, and seeing her teammates in heated battle, how could she flee?

Never mind, Wu Jinliang saw someone making a foolish decision, so he decided not to run either. The experience of being shaken to the ground was unpleasant, so he'd rather rely on himself. He sat down cross-legged, quickly entered meditation, and began comprehending the "All Forms Technique," hoping to grasp the mysteries of the Thunder Sound intimidation. Even if he couldn't learn it, deciphering its secrets to escape would suffice.

Facing the apocalyptic blow descending from the sky, Zhu Xiangxin raised a hand to ward it off, flipping her hand to twirl, causing the trembling chains to instantly coil into a disk, blocking the attack with a resounding crash.

The coiled chain disk sank, and beneath it, the chains pulsated, sending shockwaves all the way to the Flame Blood Stele, where the attacking power was instantly neutralized.

Successfully deflecting a blow from an Earth Immortal Great Success Realm expert head-on!

In front of the mirror images from the Five Command Centers, many held their breath instantly.

Nanshan Commander Ming Chaofeng's eyes were ablaze. Being from the Yanbao Sect, it was his first time witnessing the Fire Attribute Skill wielded to such an extent, blurring the boundaries between reality and illusion.

Chongxing was even more astonished, realizing it wasn't easy to break this illusory reality, even with the instantaneous explosive power of his thunderclaps.

Retracting her whirling hand, Zhu Xiangxin's eyes gleamed with newfound vigor. She launched another palm strike, with the chain disk springing up again, counterattacking. The tendril-like projections attempted to ensnare Chongxing continuously, getting blasted apart in the counterstrikes.

Meanwhile, the thousands of Beijiu troops had arrived.

Another two disciples from the Thunder Sound Sect, a man named Tie Anfeng and a woman named Qu Xiaoxiao, were also present.

Seeing their senior brother besieged by the bizarre chains, how could the junior brother and sister stand idly by? Tie Anfeng swung his arm and roared, "Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Thousands clad in battle armor charged in a torrent-like formation.

In the Command Center of the Heavenly Court Team, the watching Manxi tightly pressed his lips, and Mulan Jin's gaze was fixed on her daughter, oblivious to the situation, her cheeks tensed.

On the distant horizon, two individuals were rapidly approaching from different directions—Yanzhili, the top general of East Victory, and Feng Yin, the top general of West Niu. Unable to lead the team quickly enough, they rushed alone to seize the initiative.

Wu Jinliang, hoping to comprehend the techniques on the battlefield, opened an eye and glanced upward, frightened out of his wits. Rolling and scrambling, he retreated, and his gaze landed on several cave entrances. He realized there was still a fierce individual who hadn't yet appeared, quickly picking up the fallen Magical Treasure and running towards the cave entrance.

In the air, facing the charging troops, Tong Mingshan and An Wuzhi assumed postures to confront them.

"Speed!" Zhu Xiangxin yelled again.

Immediately, the Blood Stele behind her erupted with intense booming, causing Tong Mingshan and An Wuzhi to turn their heads in awe; such an explosive scene was unprecedented for them.

On the ground, Chu Jingtang and others looked up, and Wu Jinliang, who had scurried to a cave entrance and turned back, was momentarily stupefied.

From within the Flame Blood Stele, thousands of iron chains suddenly erupted, rising skyward with a rampant and explosive momentum, carrying intense heat as they charged at the oncoming thousand troops.

This was the current limit that her "Fire Prison God Suppression Stele" could unleash. Facing the full-scale attack from the enemy, she even put aside her thoughts of finally finding a suitable opponent to test her skills, going all out in her assault, the momentum truly astonishing.

Even those who only saw the images without hearing the sound could sense the magnitude.

Lan She, the Beiju Commander, couldn't help but exclaim, "This is bad!"

Chongxing, who was entangled by the iron chains, saw his troops below rushing past and eventually noticed the countless chain shadows erupting from below. He was utterly shocked, not realizing that the woman hadn't fought him with her full strength.

The iron chains were insidious, able to absorb and redirect attack power; they weren't easily broken by just anyone. He immediately cast a spell and shouted, "Retreat, quickly return!"

It was too late; countless chains and countless human figures had already clashed and intertwined.

"Ah! Help me..."

Those weaker, at the Human Immortal Realm, were already ensnared by the chains, their clothes catching fire, powerless even as they pummeled the chains. They were forcibly dragged into the Blood Stele, their cries drowned in it.

Once inside, those people gained freedom, only to find themselves in another world—an endless crimson sea of fire, terrifyingly hot, unable to breathe, chains stretched and tangled everywhere, people flying and running erratically, unable to find an exit, their clothes aflame.

Many others heard Chongxing's urgent call to retreat and quickly fled backwards. From a higher vantage point, they watched individual figures being dragged into the Flame Blood Stele by the chains.

Chongxing was furious; bolts of lightning swept across, continuously exploding chain after chain. At the cost of significant mana, he fought his way down to rescue people, with those he helped escape fleeing in panic.

Seeing this, Zhu Xiangxin raised her arms and shouted, "Rise!"

The "Fire Prison God Suppression Stele" behind her soared into the sky, rushing towards the figures pulled back by the chains, quickly enveloping them into the stele, competing with Chongxing for the people entangled by the chains, competing with him for rescue.