The cultivators of the True Immortal Realm gathered, in the celestial palaces, immortal energy surged, as if it was about to shatter this space.

As everyone made their move, dazzling lights streaked through the void, like stars across the sky, shining with brilliant colors.

In an instant, raging flames swept across the void, like thousands of crimson lotuses, emitting scorching heat, turning the air into charcoal in a flash.

Ice blades formed from frost sliced through the air with a piercing hum, turning the surrounding air into a sheet of frost.

And there was a whirlwind stirred by the gusts, seeming to blow and overturn a part of this world, giving the illusion that it could engulf the entire world.

Thunder arcs streaked across the sky, producing deafening roars, like divine punishment, blasting the surrounding air into powder.

Sword Qi flew, chilling rays shot out, like Divine Dragons slicing through the void, cutting the surrounding air into fragments.

Blade light flashed, like silvery moonlight, as if the cold light from the top of an iceberg, freezing everything around under its icy blade glow.

Countless spells fell, continuously tearing the void, shaking the earth, as if the apocalypse had descended, and for a moment, the world seemed to plunge into chaos.

Moreover, countless spells converged together, forming a torrent of spells, rushing forth like an endless river.

Flames roared, frost pierced to the bone, whirlwind howled past, thunder resounded, sword Qi surged, blade light reached infinitely, void shattered, earth trembled!

Above the mountain gate of the Weeping Blood Demon Sect, a blood-red barrier trembled wildly under the barrage of countless spells.

These spell torrents bombarded the barrier wave after wave, each impact seemingly able to tear the heavens and the earth.

On the barrier, flames blazed, frost covered, whirlwind howled, thunder exploded, sword Qi slashed the void, blade light sparkled like stars. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

Loud bangs echoed, and dense cracks like spider webs appeared on the surface of the barrier.

In the next moment, with a thundering roar, the world seemed to collapse!

The barrier shattered!

The strength of this spell attack was such that even the void above the mountain gate of the Weeping Blood Demon Sect showed a clear fissure, with cracks so dense that from a distance, it resembled a giant black hole!

At the formation eye of the great formation, the Bleeding Tears Sect Hierarch spat out a mouthful of bright red blood, his face turned pale instantly, devoid of any blood color, while his inner vitality surged violently.

Even though he had brought out all the Immortal Stones and Spirit Stones from their Weeping Blood Demon Sect, the strongest of these disciples were at the Wind Fire Tribulation cultivation base, some even at the Inner Core Stage, incapable of unleashing the power of the great formation.

With so many True Immortals attacking, how could their Mountain Protection Array withstand it!

Being at the critical position of the formation eye, he suffered the most severe backlash from the collapsing of the great formation!

However, compared to others, though the backlash suffered by other disciples was weaker, these disciples’ cultivation bases were truly too feeble, under the backlash, many disciples were directly stunned into unconsciousness, all spitting blood.

And the torrents of spells in the void, after shattering their Mountain Protection Array, did not disappear, but kept crashing onto the mountain gate of the Weeping Blood Demon Sect.

In an instant, the entire mountain gate kept exploding, the great formation destroyed in a flash under this terrifying force, and those stunned or suffering backlash cultivators were instantly turned into dust under the barrage of spells!

They hadn’t even reached the Earth Immortal Realm; they could hardly resist attacks from the Earth Immortal Realm, let alone the attacks from True Immortals!

For a moment, above the mountain gate of the Weeping Blood Demon Sect, only the Bleeding Tears Sect Hierarch remained, while all other disciples of the Weeping Blood Demon Sect perished, bright red blood flowed down from the mountain gate, merging into the blood river below.

The Bleeding Tears Sect Hierarch looked around at the shattered walls and ruins, at the flowing bright red blood, his gaze filled with terror.

Defeated, they were defeated!

That damn Sky Clan hadn’t even invaded the Eastern Province!

These demonic beasts in the Boundless Bloody Hell were so weak, hindered only briefly before being breached by these humans!

Trash, all trash!

If they were such trash, why provoke the Human Clan, why invite their Weeping Blood Demon Sect!

Now it’s all over, he will die too.

Perhaps even the Weeping Blood Demon Sect will vanish.

He wondered if after his death, he would enter that legendary eighteenth region, wondering if all the past sect hierarchs of the Weeping Blood Demon Sect are waiting for him there.

If they knew the Weeping Blood Demon Sect was about to be destroyed by his hands, how would they respond to him.

Oh no!

Suddenly, a chilling wind swept around him.

He abruptly lifted his gaze, Cao Zhen had appeared before him, simultaneously striking down with a sword.

As this sword fell, a hundred illusory figures of Cao Zhen appeared instantly, each figure was unusually solid, not like phantoms, as if there were truly a hundred Cao Zhen, and each sword thrust bore differing trajectories, each sword containing a unique Sword Intent.

Yet, these hundred swords gave him the illusion that they converged into one, as if it was a single sword descending.