I Can Track Everything Chapter 759
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Chapter 736: the battle began
Chapter 736 Chapter 735, the battle began
Chen Chen rolled his eyes and said, “Sacred King Nether River said the same thing back then. He passed away peacefully.”
Battle Saint King’s expression turned extremely ugly as he coldly asked, “He has indeed fallen. Spiritual Master Divine Turtle, let me ask you, where is the other immortal? Also, what is your identity?”
The corners of Chen Chen’s mouth curled up slightly. He lightly laughed before turning around and leaving, no longer paying any attention to the battle Saint King.
The words he had said earlier had already served their purpose. It would be a waste of time to say anything else.
On the other side, the battle Saint King looked at Chen Chen’s retreating figure, his eyes filled with coldness.
Time flowed like water, and seven days had unknowingly passed.
In these seven days, the passageway between the two worlds grew larger and larger, expanding from the original hundred miles to several thousand miles. Even if the true spirit world continued to strengthen the array formation, the passageway between the two worlds would soon surpass the range of the array formation.
Looking at the increasingly larger passageway between the two worlds, even if the cultivators of the true spirit world had received Chen Chen’s encouragement before, they couldn’t help but become nervous now.
It was because the difference in strength between the two sides on paper was too great that the true spirit world almost didn’t have the strength to fight. On this day, all the peak Mahayana realm experts of the true spirit world gathered near the passage between the two worlds, looking at the passage between the two worlds with solemn expressions.
Meanwhile, on the side of the Abyss world, they were already making preparations before the battle, and a large number of cultivators were starting to set up formations.
Some formations even required tens of thousands of cultivators to set up. From the looks of it, an attack could happen at any time.
“Chen Chen, do we have a 50% chance of winning this battle?”
Looking at the scene in the Abyss World, the Heavenly Devil City Lord asked telepathically.
Chen Chen’s gaze was fixed on the few sacred kings of the Abyss World. Hearing the Heavenly Devil City Lord’s question.., he smiled and said, “We definitely have a 50% chance. We have to take advantage of the other party underestimating the enemy and give them a heavy blow. If we miss this opportunity, then there’s really no hope.”
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Hearing this, the Heavenly Demon City Lord looked at Chen Chen, his eyes full of confusion.
To be honest, the true spirit world’s strength was too different from the Abyss World’s. Not to mention the Abyss world underestimating him, even he himself underestimated himself.
Chen Chen sensed the heavenly demon city lord’s gaze and turned his head. “Master, don’t worry. During the time I went to the Abyss World, I didn’t do nothing.”
When the Heavenly Demon City Lord heard this, he stopped asking questions.
Of course, he knew that Chen Chen had done a lot of things. If not for this, how could they guard the Abyss sect now?
However, from Chen Chen’s tone, it seemed that he had done a lot of other things besides these..
This disciple was too mysterious. He couldn’t see through him.
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“They are moving!”
In the distance, Saint King Ziwei suddenly shouted in a low voice. When the cultivators of the true spirit world heard this, they immediately looked toward the abyss world.
Millions of cultivators of the Abyss world had set up over a thousand formations and were flying towards the sky. Countless nomological powers formed in the Void and soon covered the sky within a radius of thousands of miles, the originally dark sky was suddenly filled with light.
Heavenly Devil City Lord saw this and shouted, “Set up the formations!”
As soon as he finished speaking, the true spirit world had also set up a large number of formations. In terms of numbers, it was not inferior to the Abyss world.
At this moment, the passage between the two worlds was like a huge barrier, isolating the two completely different skies.
Just like that, the two sides faced off for a full fifteen minutes. The passage between the two worlds had expanded to a certain critical point, just exceeding the range of the formations.
Right at this moment, the battle Saint King from the Abyss World suddenly raised the statue of the underworld god and ordered with a voice that sounded like thunder, “Step over! Turn the true spirit world into the territory of the underworld god!”
“Kill!”
Millions of cultivators from the Abyss world shouted in unison. Their voices formed a terrifying sound wave, causing the surrounding space to tremble faintly! When the battle Saint King heard this earth-shaking voice, a heroic spirit rose in his heart.
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Ever since the appearance of the Abyss World, he should be the first cultivator to command such a large number of experts, right?
Thinking of this, he could not help but roar toward the sky. Then, he waved the long spear in his hand and stabbed toward the weak point of the array formation at the passage between the two worlds! As one of the earliest followers of the nether world, his strength had increased by far more than that of the other sacred kings.
In addition, he was originally an existence at the peak of the Mahayana realm, which could be said to be at the limit. If he wanted to add the two, his current strength far surpassed that of an ordinary early-stage true immortal. Even if he met that white-robed immortal from before, he was confident that he could tangle with him for a while.
Boom!
In the blink of an eye, the long spear struck the array formation. Even though the Ten Thousand Spirit Cauldron was a treasure of the immortal world, it couldn’t protect it for thousands of miles, not to mention that this attack was at the true immortal level!
Accompanied by an explosion, cracks began to spread all over the array formation. Not long after, the entire array formation turned into countless fragments of light and shadows, dissipating between heaven and earth. The eyes of millions of Abyss world cultivators turned red when they saw this scene. They didn’t even need to give any orders before they rolled towards the true spirit world.
The sounds of wind and thunder were incessant in the heaven and earth. Even Mahayana realm cultivators would tremble in fear when they saw such a terrifying scene. However, those standing at the very front of the true spirit world were all peak Mahayana realm existences. They were the elites of a world. In the face of the countless thunderbolts that were right in front of them, these people were still as unmoving as a mountain.
With them around, the millions of true spirit world cultivators behind them were able to hold on and did not retreat.
“Ten Thousand Kalpa spectral soul formation.”
The evil god temple master suddenly spoke in a cold voice at this time.
As soon as he finished speaking, countless runic lights lit up within the area of the Abyss sect. A formation that spanned over a thousand miles was activated.
The entire Abyss sect seemed to have turned into hell. A large number of spectral souls flew out from underground. In just a few breaths, millions of spectral souls flew out.
These ghosts had no fear at all. They howled and charged toward the Abyss world cultivators.
Some of the powerful ghosts were not even weaker than the Mahayana realm cultivators.
Seeing this scene, the battle Saint King shook his head and chuckled. “Haha… playing this song in front of the Abyss God, I really don’t know whether to call you stupid or stupid.”
After saying that, he threw the underworld god statue into the sky. The underworld god statue was almost completely repaired, leaving only a few faint cracks.
After flying into the sky, the underworld god statue slowly opened its eyes. Its lips moved slightly and it chanted a strange tone. As soon as this tone was uttered, millions of ghosts seemed to have been struck by lightning. They all stopped in place and didn’t move anymore.
When the evil god temple master saw this, his originally calm expression suddenly became unsightly. At the same time, a long banner appeared in his hand.
The long banner waved, and a wave of sinister Qi swept towards the ghosts.
The ghosts received the supplement of this sinister Qi, and their bodies began to tremble, as if they were struggling. The Hell God statue in the sky opened its mouth slightly, as if it was mocking, and then an unknown voice came out from its mouth.
In the next second, millions of ghosts melted like ice and snow. Even the banner in the hands of the evil god temple master suddenly burned up and turned into ashes a moment later.
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