**Chapter 174: A Glimpse of Immortal Sovereign’s Might**
In the void, Chen Ansheng looked down at the terrifying battlefield.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
One after another, the Death Soldiers were blown to pieces by the blood-soaked Lin Hengyuan, with chunks of flesh raining down from the sky.
“Hahaha, old witch, today you’re doomed!”
Although Lin Hengyuan was also badly injured, he still had the strength to fight fiercely. In contrast, Saintess Ziyun had one of her arms broken and her celestial body was covered in cracks.
“You’re laughing too early, old bastard!”
An overwhelming might erupted from Saintess Ziyun, transforming into a stream of light as it surged towards Lin Hengyuan.
“Boom! Boom! Boom…”
The two sides engaged in a frenzied battle once more, their figures appearing as beams of light, colliding hundreds of times in the blink of an eye.
Suddenly, a disturbance came from the depths of the heavens, as a massive shadow of an Immortal Power descended from the deep void.
“Not good, the Immortal King has made his move!”
Both Chen Ansheng and his companion, as well as Ghost Grandfather, changed their expressions drastically upon witnessing this.
“Master, be careful!”
Having just dealt with several old relics, the heavily wounded Ghost Grandfather dashed towards Saintess Ziyun without a moment’s hesitation.
As the tyrannical palm print descended, Ghost Grandfather yelled, “To hell with the Immortal King, I, Ghost Grandfather, am not afraid of you!”
In the next moment, all of Ghost Grandfather’s vital blood surged and burned, unleashing an unprecedentedly powerful Immortal Force that clashed with the palm print.
“Bang!”
Ghost Grandfather’s Immortal Power was dispersed, and his celestial body plummeted, crashing through a mountain!
“Ants, how dare you challenge me!”
Dong Xianwang’s figure appeared in the void, descending towards Saintess Ziyun like a star.
At the same time, Dong Xianwang flicked his fingers, sending a streak of unrivaled Immortal Power that transformed into an Immortal Power sword, striking towards Chen Ansheng.
“Very well, come on!”
Sensing the Immortal King’s attack, Saintess Ziyun, who was locked in blood combat with Lin Hengyuan, grinned maliciously.
In the next moment, she opened her mouth and a black orb floated out.
“Servant humbly requests the great master’s soul to descend and assist in exterminating the vile thief!”
Following that, the black orb began to absorb Saintess Ziyun’s celestial soul.
“Ah!”
Saintess Ziyun let out a scream of pain, as the purple light around her faded and her black hair danced wildly in the wind.
In an instant, a phantom materialized.
It was a transcendent man clad in black battle armor, wielding a war axe, with an aura that pressed down upon the heavens.
“The phantom of my Master Zhu Feng!”
Seeing that phantom, Chen Ansheng’s eyes widened in shock.
However, unlike the earlier phantom he had encountered, this one was imbued with the might of an Immortal Sovereign!
This indicated that the phantom was not just a simple soul thought, but a genuine fragment of the Immortal Sovereign’s soul!
“What, this… is this!”
In front of Saintess Ziyun, Lin Hengyuan, at the peak of the Celestial Immortal stage, felt the invincible might and couldn’t help but tremble, almost kneeling in worship.
“No! I must kill her, or else I, the old man, am finished!”
Lin Hengyuan forced himself to calm down, desperately urging the Immortal Power within him, even burning his own Immortal Blood, recklessly charging forward.
However, he felt an extremely powerful resistance around him; every inch he moved forward, his celestial body would be torn open, creating ghastly wounds.
“Roar!”
Lin Hengyuan yelled madly, even as his flesh was shredded by the immense force, he pressed onward because this was his last chance.
Above, as Dong Xianwang’s tyrannical celestial body descended, he too was halted by that mysterious aura, his figure slowed significantly.
“A trace of Immortal Sovereign’s aura, how terrifying!”
In the face of that aura, Dong Xianwang’s heart raced, his pupils constricting in fear.
In an instant, that phantom merged with Saintess Ziyun’s body.
“Kill!”
Lin Hengyuan finally charged to Saintess Ziyun’s side. At this moment, all his flesh was gone, leaving only a bloody skeleton as he charged forward with his battle knife.
Saintess Ziyun’s expression was chillingly cold, like a metallic puppet, her purple-golden pupils showing no fluctuations of emotion.
“Annihilate.”
She raised her palm and gently pushed forward.
A torrent of golden Immortal Power erupted, distorting the void ahead and creating ghastly rifts. Lin Hengyuan’s blood and bones, upon touching the golden Immortal Power, didn’t even get a chance to scream before they were extinguished, vanishing into the river of time as if they had never existed in the Immortal Realm.
On Chen Ansheng’s side, when the Immortal King’s gathered Immortal Power sword shot towards him, it was silently annihilated by an invisible, terrifying force, leaving no ripples, scattering into seven-colored light.
“So this is the means to suppress the Immortal King that Saintess Ziyun spoke of!”
Chen Ansheng sighed, feeling that invincible aura.
In the next moment, Saintess Ziyun extended a finger and traced it across the heavens.
Crack! Crack!
The laws shattered, and countless eerie bolts of lightning flickered.
The seal of this sky directly collapsed.
“There’s not much time; let’s go.”
The icy voice resonated in Chen Ansheng’s mind.
Chen Ansheng instantly jolted awake, clearing his mind significantly.
He then grasped Zhong Li’s hand, preparing to leave this void.
“My senior brother…”
Zhong Li stared at the bloody corpse falling below, unable to hold back her tears.
“Stay any longer, and it’s more dangerous—let’s go!”
Chen Ansheng spoke in a commanding tone, pulling Zhong Li away without pausing.
He could sense that with the strength of Saintess Ziyun’s celestial body and soul, she couldn’t endure the presence of that fragment of the Immortal Sovereign for long.
If they delayed too much, they might face more changes.
Back behind, Dong Xianwang fixed his gaze on Chen Ansheng’s fleeing figure but didn’t dare to make any move.
“Hmph, the might of the Immortal Sovereign is indeed formidable, but you, a mere Celestial Immortal, can’t hold on for long!”
Dong Xianwang coldly shouted, his figure shooting away towards another part of the void.
Saintess Ziyun’s golden eyes immediately locked onto him, and her figure vanished from her spot.
Boom!
Suddenly, the space before Dong Xianwang trembled and cracked, a torrent of golden Immortal Power erupted from the fissure.
“Not good!”
Dong Xianwang could no longer maintain his kingly demeanor, his face twisted in terror.
“Roar!”
Almost instinctively, Dong Xianwang let out a furious roar, his celestial soul detaching from his celestial body, shooting backward in escape.
Crack!
That golden Immortal Power struck his body, causing it to shatter into pieces.
“What… terrifying power!”
The onlookers from the Red Lotus Sacred Land were astonished, left dumbfounded.
A mere trace of the Immortal Sovereign’s might could easily slaughter an Immortal King; if a true Immortal Sovereign were to descend, how horrifying would that be?
Such thoughts were beyond their imagination!
“That Dong Xianwang is quite resolute; he abandoned his physical body directly, or he would have perished in both body and soul.”
Old Wu observed Dong Xianwang’s fleeing soul with approval.
“Brothers, can you assist in protecting this king’s soul?”
Dong Xianwang fled in a panic, but this did not mean his soul was safe; he knew that among those at the Red Lotus Sacred Land, there was a pinnacle Celestial Immortal expert.
Only by seeking their help could he have a chance to preserve his soul.
Upon hearing this, Old Wu looked at the man beside him and asked, “Your Highness Saint Son, should I intervene?”
The Saint Son sneered coldly, “That demon cultivator woman will soon be unable to withstand the Immortal Sovereign’s might; capturing that Immortal King’s soul will benefit our Sacred Land. Let’s act.”