Chapter 1071: Chapter 328: One Man Battles Nine Perfection of Divinity Transformation Realm Experts!

The other eight people restrained their realms upon hearing this, and turned to display their most powerful Divine Techniques!

Tu Qianyue’s fists wound with blood-colored thunder, the bandaged man tore off the last bandage on his body, transforming it into a soul-corroding spear, while the dwarf elder summoned a reverse-vein nail...

Facing this world-shattering attack, Zhou Qing not only did not retreat, but instead laughed heartily: "Good timing!"

He gripped his right hand, and the rusty Tetanus rang out.

Behind him, the fierce shadow of the Golden Crow spread its wings, while the enormous shadow of the Suanni roared to the sky.

From its mouth spewed streams of purple-golden apocalyptic thunder, the lightning like dragons tearing through the sky.

"Kill!"

...

Boom! Boom! Boom!

On the Cloud Whale, Jin Mantang and others clung tightly to the ship’s railing, looking upward, eyes reflecting an unforgettable scene—

The pitch-black sea of clouds was shredded by countless rays, with waves of crimson gold fire pouring like a heavenly river, dyeing half the sky in dazzling gold red.

Terrifying thunder columns pierced through heaven and earth, each flash evaporating thousands of miles of cloud cover.

Blood-colored Demon Light, ghostly green flames, pitch-black Evil Qi...

All kinds of killing moves interweaved and exploded amid the cloud sea, as if the No Light Sea was undergoing a cataclysmic transformation.

Terrifying Spiritual Power turbulence twisted the very space!

"Is this... is this the true battle of strong warriors?"

Jin Mantang trembled, with his early-stage Divinity Transformation cultivation appearing as insignificant as an ant under such pressure.

He stared intently at the figure flitting among the vast killing strikes, his heart already a raging sea of shock.

"Mr. Ji... no, just who in the world is this senior?!"

The few remaining guards beside him flushed red, some even trembling with excitement. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

"Impossible! Truly impossible!"

"This second-level Array Master, hired by the shopkeeper on a whim, turns out to be..."

"An unparalleled warrior who can single-handedly suppress nine in the Perfection of Divinity Transformation Realm!"

They gazed at the figure on the sky, resembling a god or demon, their eyes burning with fanatic reverence.

Luo Lingling held the bald old hen, leaning against the ship’s railing, her eyes holding a faint smile.

"His path to greatness truly starts from here!"

Within the clouds, hundreds of flying ships black as ink hovered quietly.

Onboard, the Jieyun Thief cultivators stood with arms crossed, sinister smiles on their faces.

Before, when they hadn’t gathered the other six leaders, just the three Big Leaders leading them on raids had left no survivors.

Each battle was a unilateral slaughter.

And now, with nine leaders all present, how could the enemy possibly escape?

Everything was merely a matter of time.

...

"Chirp—"

As the battle grew more intense, they could no longer see any figures within the clouds.

Who knows how much time had passed, when a clear phoenix’s cry pierced through the heavy clouds, echoing for ages above the No Light Sea.

This sound carried an ancient majesty, as if echoing from the primordial ages.

Then all returned to a deathly silence.

The Jieyun Thieves raised their heads, staring intently at the pitch-black sea of clouds, trying to glimpse any clues.

But alas, the No Light Sea suppressed Divine Sense, obscuring everything.

They dared not approach rashly, for if caught in the battle’s aftermath, death awaited.

On the Cloud Whale, Jin Mantang, Luo Lingling, and others likewise held their breath and focused.

They knew not what the phoenix’s cry signified, but intuition told them—

The battle has been decided.

What followed was determining who lived, who perished?

...

At this time, deep within the clouds, Zhou Qing stood in mid-air, his garments flapping loudly.

His face appeared slightly pale, but his fingertip steadily pointed at Tu Qianyue’s Primordial Spirit Celestial Spirit.

The blood-colored Primordial Spirit trembled violently, its rolling eyes full of terror and reluctance, yet unable to escape even a little.

"So that’s how it is..."

As the last stream of memory was extracted, a golden flash glimmered in Zhou Qing’s eyes.

His fingertip lightly crushed, and Tu Qianyue’s Primordial Spirit shattered like glass, dissipating in the No Light Sea as crimson sparks.

Beside him, three crimson blood-like Blood Phoenix Tribulation Crystals, along with a dozen Storage Bags, floated quietly.

Zhou Qing waved his hand lightly, gathering all the spoils into his sleeve.