Protect Our Clan Leader

Chapter 2897: Chapter 44: Defying Heaven’s Art! Wang Baosheng’s ”Fatal Moment”_3

Old Hui, having acquired the Taiyi Hunyuan Seal, suddenly felt more confident, and even his aura changed.

He wielded the Taiyi Hunyuan Seal, transforming it into a colossal imprint radiating immense primordial energy, pressing down on Crystal Thirty-Nine as if Mount Tai were descending. At the same time, he called out, ”Fellow Daoists, don’t confront it head-on; help me restrain this Crystal Ancient Battle Armor so the Cycle River can deal with it.”

The three Sacred Supremes immediately understood and each used their abilities to attack and restrain Crystal Thirty-Nine.

They were all shrewd, knowing the Cycle Heaven Dao would not easily let go of the Crystal Ancient Tribe’s soul body within the Crystal Ancient Battle Armor. All they needed to do was hold back that Crystal Ancient Tribe.

Beyond that, Yun Tiange also rejoined the battalion, wielding the Tian Yuan Sacred Sword, unleashing streams of sword energy to harass Crystal Thirty-Nine from afar.

At the same time.

Behind Wang Anye appeared the shadow of a monument filled with inserted swords, with streams of sword energy flying out like a whirlwind, slashing toward Crystal Thirty-Nine.

Leading the charge were several swords of extraordinary presence, evidently precious Sacred Swords, followed by dozens of swords of various grades and hundreds of Dao-level Item swords!

Such a slaughtering force would cause even a Sacred Supreme’s scalp to tingle slightly.

Clearly, Wang Anye had revealed his trump card for the sake of his great-grandson, unleashing a powerful move!

As for where Wang Anye got so many swords?

That was naturally not a problem; aren’t swords something that should be picked up casually? If what you pick up isn’t a sword, then exchange it for Chaos Spirit Stones and trade them for swords.

At the same time.

The Immortal Monarchs of the True Immortal Realm who protected the juniors also calmed down from their initial panic, beginning to unite under the command of the Sacred Supremes, launching attacks on Crystal Thirty-Nine using various long-range methods – flying swords, flying seals, flying rings, a myriad of dazzling items.

Individually wielding an Immortal Artifact, the power was superior to any single Immortal Sword in Wang Anye’s sword array!

Due to their large numbers, their overall strength was not to be underestimated.

And at this time, the Cycle River began its next round of attack on Crystal Thirty-Nine.

This time, countless invisible energy tendrils continuously lashed and swept over Crystal Thirty-Nine, causing considerable restraint and trouble for her.

For a moment, Crystal Thirty-Nine found herself besieged.

Yet even so, she showed no signs of defeat, continuing to steadfastly guard the Chaos Marrow Washing Pool. If this action didn’t consume so much of her energy, the power of the Human race and the Cycle River might not be enough to restrain her.

Most importantly, she seemingly had no intention to kill, otherwise, with her terrifying combat power, couldn’t she quickly kill one of the Sacred Supremes if she caught hold of them?

While they restrained her, she seemed to be restraining everyone.

These events seemed slow, yet in reality, they happened quickly.

From the moment the four Sacred Supremes made their move to the Cycle River appearing, followed by Wang Anye and the many Immortal Monarchs of the True Immortal Realm taking action, it all actually occurred within a brief moment.

And at this time, Wang Baosheng, who had been kicked into the Chaos Marrow Washing Pool, finally regained composure from his restraint, gathering his wits and struggling to resist the continuous washing state of chaos energy, planning to first withdraw from this strange pool.

He didn’t know what the Crystal Ancient Tribe intended, but not letting the opponent accomplish their goal was Wang Baosheng’s basic action logic.

Yet before he could leave, an invisible spirit pressure descended upon him, pressing him firmly into the Chaos Marrow Washing Pool.

At the same time, an elder’s shadow appeared out of thin air beside the pool, looking at him and sighed, ”Boy, the Chaos Marrow Washing Pool is a rare treasure; even I, an old man, never enjoyed it back then. Why don’t you settle down and enjoy the marrow washing?”

Wang Baosheng’s mind was filled with uncertainty.

Seeing the elder appear only now, it seemed this shadow was likely the mastermind.

Although the shadow appeared frail, as if a gust of wind could disperse it, it could effortlessly exert such spirit pressure, rendering him immobile, surely a Spirit Remnant of a Taoist Master.

”Senior, with your righteous appearance, wouldn’t it be better to reincarnate honestly?” Wang Baosheng frowned slightly, sighing, ”I see that your soul and True Spirit are weak, even if you take over my body, your lifespan wouldn’t last much longer.”

”Take over a body?” The Tian Yuan elder chuckled, ”When did this Taoist Master ever say I wanted to take over a body?”

”If you’re not taking over a body, what do you intend to do, senior?” Wang Baosheng asked, slightly perplexed.

”To deliver you an unparalleled opportunity,” the Tian Yuan elder said earnestly. ”At first, you may find it hard to accept, but you’ll understand thereafter.”

He had to offer some explanation, not daring to offend Wang Baosheng too much; otherwise, it would only bring misfortune later.

And just as the Tian Yuan elder and Wang Baosheng were speaking, in the distance, from the True Immortal Realm Immortal Monarch team, a chubby young boy quietly slipped to the back of the crowd.

Then he took a deep breath, thrusting his legs into the ground, and his plump short legs transformed into strong roots, piercing into the subterranean spirit veins.

At the same time, his figure grew taller, rapidly transforming into a towering giant tree that covered the sky and blocked the sun.

This tree was, naturally, the true form of the Tree of Fortune, King Baofu.

Unlike his plump true form, King Baofu’s tree shape was slender, with long, willow-like branches draping from the trunk, surrounded by clusters of cloud-like leaves, possessing a unique aesthetic beauty.