The three thousand divine paths began to crack, showing signs of collapse. Golden light permeated the air, wisps of flame rose, and above the secret vault, tens of thousands of meteor flames flashed and bombarded the ground.
"Are all my sect's disciples present?"
Xianyunzi scanned the crowd nervously. Each disciple was the most outstanding of their generation in the Immortal Feather Sect, and the sect's future glory would fall to them. Every single one was precious.
"All present, Elder. Let's go!"
Jian Sanbei took the lead, protecting the sect disciples as they rushed towards the three thousand divine paths!
For a time, the entire secret vault was filled with a dark, surging crowd rushing madly towards the three thousand divine paths. Yet, some unafraid of death weaved through the various pavilions and halls, greedily collecting rich resources, utterly oblivious to the approaching doom!
Soul Severing Cliff.
The bronze giant gate began to shake incessantly, wisps of deathly silence continuously emanating from it. The vital energy fluctuations grew more violent.
"Bang!"
Princess Han Yue of Loulan was the first to burst out. She scanned the entire Soul Severing Cliff, pinpointed the location of the ancient existence from the Prisoner Spirit Abyss who was resisting, and then soared into the sky.
"Where are the others?"
The mysterious powerhouse spoke coldly, not even opening his eyes. His vital energy fluctuations instantly locked onto Princess Han Yue of Loulan.
"Lord, Elder Mei's life record has shattered. I am also unsure of the situation inside the underground palace. I came out immediately to report to you!"
Princess Han Yue looked at the mysterious powerhouse nervously and said softly.
"Hmph!"
"Unable to accomplish anything, only to cause trouble!"
The mysterious powerhouse snorted coldly. A powerful vital energy storm directly repelled Princess Han Yue of Loulan dozens of steps, leaving two gouges in the void.
"Pfft!"
A mouthful of blood gushed out. Princess Han Yue of Loulan looked at the mysterious powerhouse in terror, daring not to make a sound!
"Om~~"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
A dark, surging crowd began to pour out of the bronze giant gate. They bypassed the great Han banner in the center of the plaza and rushed rapidly to both sides.
Beside the great Han banner, Yao Li and Mao Xiang's eyes were closed, their expressions serene. Even those fleeing the secret vault in a hurry were extremely cautious, avoiding the great Han's position.
"Om~~"
Martial artists continued to erupt from the bronze giant gate!
"Trek, trek~~"
The alchemists from the Dan Yun Cave Mansion, still clad in black robes, scanned the crowd and then shot directly towards the Dan Yun Cave Mansion, not lingering here at all. The alchemists from Dan Yun Cave Mansion had numb expressions, wisps of flame swirling in their palms.
The mysterious powerhouse and the ancient existence from the Prisoner Spirit Abyss sat cross-legged in the void, like divine beings, locking onto the bronze giant gate.
"Trek, trek~~"
Jian Sanbei, the sect master of the Immortal Feather Sect, and the grand elder Xianyunzi, protected a group of Immortal Feather Sect disciples as they rushed out of the secret vault. The two men gently looked up at the two powerhouses in the sky, bowed slightly, and then walked towards a corner of the plaza.
Rustling sounds echoed as martial artists streamed out of the bronze giant gate, their faces beaming with joy. It was evident that any martial artist who emerged alive from the Xuanyuan Dynasty's secret vault had gained something.
The bronze giant gate shook violently, and bronze fragments began to peel off, showing signs of collapse. At this moment, there were no more vital energy fluctuations from within the bronze giant gate.
Yao Li tightened his grip on his qingfeng sword and opened his eyes, staring at the bronze giant gate with anticipation.
"Swish swish~~"
The vital energy pool beneath the bronze giant gate churned again!
"Bang!!"
"Bang!!"
Two figures swiftly shot out from within the bronze giant gate and stood before Yao Li and Mao Xiang. Gradually, the faces of Yuchi Gong and Wang Baobao were revealed.
"Hiss!"
Everyone vaguely speculated that Princess Loulan had been the first to emerge from the secret vault, yet Elder Mei and the two mysterious powerhouses were nowhere to be seen.
However, the two generals of the Great Han were unharmed. Could it be that the dynasty's promotion method had been seized by the Great Han?
"Om~~"
"Trek, trek, trek~~"
At the very moment the secret vault began to collapse, five figures calmly walked out of the bronze giant gate.
"Zhang Zicheng, I didn't expect you to still be alive!"
A dragon's roar resounded in all directions. Xuan Yuan Ren Wang Mang, clad in dragon robes and holding a seven-foot-long sword, unleashed waves of dragon might that suppressed the Soul Severing Cliff!
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
All the martial artists at Soul Severing Cliff knelt down, their foreheads pressed to the ground, beads of sweat trickling down their cheeks.
However, the Great Han forces were completely unfazed. Yuchi Gong and Wang Baobao, along with the other two, watched the scene with composure.
"Heh heh, Mang, you seem to have failed, hahaha, ten thousand years of planning, and this is all it amounts to, hahaha!"
Zhang Zicheng, the mysterious powerhouse in the void, revealed his resolute face, showing no signs of age. Ren Wang Mang had failed in his blood-stopping life extension, but he had succeeded.
Back then, the Zhang family had supported a prince in the struggle for the throne of the Human Emperor, but they had failed and retreated. The destruction of their clan was only a matter of time. Having chosen the wrong side, their entire family would eventually be executed. At that time, the Zhang family had already discovered traces of Ren Wang Mang searching for the Tai Yin Wood and feared future retaliation.
They then selected two clan disciples with the strongest talent, using the essence of eight spiritual powerhouses' physical bodies as a catalyst, and with Tai Yin Wood as the core, they performed blood-stopping life extension on the two clan disciples.
A few days later, the imperial decree was issued. The new Human Emperor did not kill indiscriminately, but instead ordered the execution of all members of the Zhang family except the old, weak, sick, and disabled!
He looked at Ren Wang Mang, whose body was filled with deathly energy, and sneered. Although the Zhang family no longer possessed the glory of ten thousand years ago, they could still suppress Tian Yue.
"Your Majesty!"
Bi Xi, the ancient existence from the Prisoner Spirit Abyss, transformed into his true form and approached Ren Wang Mang, tears streaming down his face.
"Xi'er, you've grown old too!"
Ren Wang Mang reached out and gently stroked Bi Xi, his tone filled with affection, his gaze extremely doting. In his eyes, this ancient existence from the Prisoner Spirit Abyss was still the simple and honest young Bi Xi.
Hum~
Zhang Zicheng drew a three-foot-long saber from his black robe. Killing intent blazed on his icy face, his eyes like sharpened blades.
A cold glint enveloped the darkness. A torrent of saber energy flashed from Zhang Zicheng's blade. In an instant, a brilliant saber light condensed and slashed towards Ren Wang Mang.
Rumble!!
The saber light illuminated the sky!!
"Hmph!"
"Zhang family, the grievances of ten thousand years are about to be settled!"
Ren Wang Mang's eyes flashed with brilliance. He cast aside his exhaustion and unleashed a sword light that illuminated the nine provinces, directly tearing through layers of void, his killing intent soaring into the heavens.
Bang!
Bang!
The sword energy fiercely shattered the brilliant saber light, exploding like thunder in the sky above Soul Severing Cliff. As the light flashed, the mountain peak of Soul Severing Cliff was directly cut in half.
Rumble!!
Everyone stared at the sword energy in terror. Who could withstand such power? A single sword strike that cut a mountain peak in half was unprecedented among the supreme experts on Tian Yue Island in ten thousand years.
Chu Wang of the Divine Mansion realm, several demon kings, Princess Han Yue of Loulan, Yuchi Gong, Wang Baobao, and Yao Li all tightened their grip on their weapons.