Chapter 190: The Top of the Immortal Cliff
At the top of the Fairy Cliff, a crowd of people gathered, and time seemed to quietly stop in this sacred place. When the brightest star in the night sky first appeared, its first ray of light gently brushed across the Fairy Cliff. In an instant, the entire cliff seemed to be given life, slowly feathering and blooming with a dreamy purple light. At the same time, the graceful Zixia holding a long sword slowly appeared in the glow, as if she had walked out of an ancient legend.

"Look, that's the vision of a fairy descending to earth!" The crowd burst into exclamations.

"I don't think that's an illusion. Could it be that this fairy cliff really gave birth to living beings, the holy spirit in the legend?" An old man's voice trembled. When he said this, all the monks around were in an uproar.

According to ancient books, the Holy Spirit Clan is the essence of heaven and earth, born with earth-shaking power, and deeply loved by the sky. Once fully born, they will be a terrifying existence at the peak of the quasi-emperor, mastering many heaven-defying laws that can subvert the universe, and it is difficult to find an opponent among the same level.

However, in the face of this shocking power, people's hearts were filled with anxiety and fear. After all, although the Holy Spirit was powerful, it was not a human race. Even those monks standing at the top of the pyramid in the Ziwei Star Region were just tiny ants in front of the Holy Spirit.

"Thump thump!"

Along with the sound of accelerated heartbeats, many people at the scene knelt down involuntarily, put their hands together, and prayed wholeheartedly, asking the mysterious Holy Spirit to grant them protection and strength.

Most people began to flee in all directions, but some were frozen before they could run a few steps. Mist blew, black clouds were steaming, and an extremely cold and gloomy breath was spreading, reaching far away and being icy and bone-chilling.

"This is the Holy Power of Taiyin! Run!"

A biting coldness filled the sky and the earth in one breath, freezing eternity.

At this moment, the monk who had already escaped to an infinite distance could no longer help but tremble and shiver all over, unable to bear this chill.

An extremely terrifying scene appeared in front of the Yuhua Immortal Cliff. The huge waves that rushed up thousands of feet high and shattered the clouds all condensed and became ice peaks!
This is the holy power of Taiyin, which is extremely yin and extremely soft, freezing everything and turning the vitality of all things into death.

This is a shocking picture. Everything is frozen, as if it was fixed in this moment and became eternal.

Every wave and every big wave is magnificent and majestic, as if God had carved out such a scene with his magic, and it is motionless.

An old man from the Taiyin Sect who had half a foot in the path of killing made a move. His attack was ruthless and the killing was immediate. The energy of Taiyin was like the admiration hanging from the sky, unbridled and vast.

As his target, Zixia showed no fear. The Lihuo God Furnace hung high above her head. The flames in the furnace were blazing, and a fire phoenix was circling around it, interweaving heat and splendor. However, even under this blazing flame, Zixia still shuddered involuntarily. It was a chill from the depths of her soul, as if it could penetrate everything, directly hit her soul, and destroy her foundation. Its terrifying degree was heart-pounding.

At the same time, there was a speck of black light between her eyebrows, which attracted the holy power of Taiyin in the sky and refined it for herself.

"It's you, the thief who stole the Bible of our tribe!" The Taiyin strongman's eyes were full of murderous intent. He had completely confirmed Zixia's identity. Today, he vowed to keep her and never allow her to escape again.

At this moment, a domain gate suddenly opened in the sky, and eighteen warships slowly sailed out, like steel giants, emitting a strong sense of oppression. On the top of the warship in the front, an old man with fluttering silver hair held a dragon staff in his hand, and the staff was emitting moonlight.

"Feng Yuan from the Human King Palace, he is here too!" The people who were fleeing everywhere saw the old man in front of the warship in horror, and despair surged in their hearts. This place was about to turn into a battlefield, and naturally no one would care about their life or death!
Feng Yuan raised his hand and waved it. A huge silver palm condensed out of thin air and flew quickly from the ancient ship in the front. With overwhelming power, it reached out to Taiyin Su Lao and made a big seal, just like the Lord of the Human Race descended, shaking the heaven and earth. Boom!
A deafening roar echoed between heaven and earth. The two old men, who had already reached the ninth small step of the second level of the Immortal Platform and might even have stepped half a foot into a higher realm, were now fighting with all their might. The power was so strong that the heaven and earth changed color.

A deafening sound was heard, and the sea water in the sky fell down and returned to the sea.

"Feng Yuan! What on earth are you going to do! You can take the treasure! But the person must be handed over to me!" When Taiyin Su Lao saw the forces of the Human King Palace with all 18 warships dispatched, his heart sank. He then transmitted his spiritual consciousness and tried to negotiate with Feng Yuan.

"Duanmu boy! If you don't leave, you'll stay forever!" Feng Yuan shouted loudly, his iron-blooded aura sweeping the entire place, as if he was going to crush into dust all the enemies that stood in his way.

Zixia was leisurely immersed in the rich Taiyin Holy Power around her. Although she had just broken through to the ninth level of the Dragon Transformation Realm, her cultivation level was like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, and it continued to rise uncontrollably. The power that could trigger the Heavenly Tribulation of the Immortal Platform at any time was her greatest reliance for leisurely watching the battle. Moreover, she also had the Eight Scenery Palace floating in the vast starry sky above her head as a backup.

"This is too much! Son of God, bring out the skull!" As the old man shouted angrily, he gently waved his hand in the void, and a skull that looked like a black jade sculpture in the middle of the night suddenly appeared. The shock of its appearance made everyone present pale in comparison. The skull was crystal clear, with black light flowing, and the surface was engraved with complex and fine Taoist patterns, like a cosmic star map, staggered and orderly. In the seven orifices, the origin of the Taiyin Holy Power gushed out, as if it had the power to refine all things, which was frightening.

The skull of an ancient saint!
Everyone was shocked and couldn't believe their eyes. It was really a priceless holy object that was hard to find for billions of dollars.

"Yes, that person belonged to the ancient Queen Taiyin. At that time, her foundation was seized and she was beheaded. She was then sacrificed and refined into this state."

"It is true. Even though he has passed away, the anger and unwillingness in his heart have not dissipated. As a result, although this skull is close to the level of a holy weapon, it has never been able to completely transform."

However, even so, its power is astonishing. It is only one step away from becoming a holy weapon, far beyond the scope of ordinary weapons.

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"You are looking for death!" The old man was furious. Before he finished speaking, eighteen ancient warships were already in formation. They exuded a cold metallic luster, as if they were made of cold iron. They were arranged in an ancient and mysterious formation, and instantly evolved into an ancient killing formation. A terrifying aura from ancient times suddenly erupted, like a sleeping giant suddenly awakening, spanning time and space, looking down on all living things.

While the two sides were fighting, a man from the Jinwu clan, who were watching from the sidelines, stepped out, walked in the air, came to the sky above the sea, and rushed towards Zixia quickly. Everyone behind them watched quietly.

"That's Chi Yang!" someone in the crowd whispered, with a bit of awe and surprise in his voice.

The identity of the Jinwu tribe member was quickly discovered. He was the younger brother of the Jinwu tribe king. He had an extremely noble status and was the best of the younger generation in the Jinwu tribe. He was a giant who was about to step into the path of the three immortals. His strength was so strong that even if he looked at the entire cultivation world, he was enough to be called a genius of his generation.

"crash"

An ancient golden tree emerged behind Chi Yang, shaking down thousands of divine lights, and immediately displayed the vision from the ancient legends of the Jinwu clan!
It was a sacred Fusang tree, with rustling golden leaves all over the tree. On it lived nine-headed ancestral crows, each of them looking down upon the world, as if they were about to flap their wings and swoop down across ancient time and space.

(End of this chapter)