Chapter 327: Old Friends Help, A Critical Moment

Just now, he was easily defeated by an ordinary Disciple of the Jiang Family. That person was only at the Emperor Realm Tenth Layer, yet had nonchalantly wounded him severely, which Chu Cangming found hard to accept.

"Is this it? The First Sequence Saint of the Taichu Holy Land only has this much ability?"

That Jiang Family Disciple stood before Chu Cangming, his face full of disdain.

He raised his foot, stepped on Chu Cangming's head, and crushed down with force.

"I heard your Holy Land also has a Zhou Chen who seems quite good at fighting?"

"A pity he isn't here, otherwise I'd like to see if he's also such a piece of trash."

Chu Cangming clenched his teeth, his eyes filled with humiliation and resentment.

He wanted to resist, but his body had lost all strength.

The spiritual energy in his body was almost exhausted, his Dantian was cracked, and he couldn't even stand up.

"Junior Brother Zhou…"

Zhou Chen's figure involuntarily appeared in Chu Cangming's mind.

The youth he once regarded as a rival had now grown to a height he could never reach.

"If Junior Brother Zhou were here, could he save the Taichu Holy Land?"

As soon as this thought arose, Chu Cangming shook his head.

How absurd.

In this kind of scene, even Holy Lord Dao Xuan was powerless to turn the tide, let alone Zhou Chen?

Although Zhou Chen was a Prodigy, facing the siege of so many powerhouses, he would likely only end in regret.

"Forget it, I should first think about whether I can survive."

Chu Cangming gave a bitter smile and closed his eyes.

He was already prepared for death.

Taichu Holy Land, the peak of the Main Peak.

Two emperor weapons confronted each other in the air, their terrifying pressure weighing down on the entire world like a physical substance.

The Taichu Dao Seal hovered above the Taichu Old Ancestor's head, golden light illuminating all directions, with countless runes flowing over the seal's surface, emitting an aura that suppressed the eternal ages.

Meanwhile, the Coiling Dragon Sword in the hands of Jiang Family Head Jiang Bufan burned with golden flames, its blade covered in dense fire patterns, each containing power that could destroy heaven and earth.

"Taichu Old Ancestor, today is the day your Taichu Holy Land is annihilated!"

Jiang Family Head Jiang Bufan sneered, and the Coiling Dragon Sword in his hand suddenly slashed out.

Boom!

A golden Sword Qi tore through the sky, burning the space it passed through into nothingness.

Taichu Old Ancestor's expression was grave as he urged the Taichu Dao Seal to meet it.

"Taichu Seal!"

The Taichu Dao Seal instantly enlarged, turning into a massive golden mountain that slammed heavily toward that Sword Qi.

Bang—

The moment the two emperor weapons collided, the entire Taichu Holy Land shook violently.

Taichu Old Ancestor was only at the Third Layer of the Emperor Realm and his vitality was declining, whereas Jiang Bufan was in his prime and was one minor Realm ahead; the difference was clear.

Terrifying energy fluctuations swept in all directions, turning countless buildings into powder under this pressure.

"Not good!"

Han Li's expression changed, and he quickly activated the heaven-holding bottle.

The heaven-holding bottle instantly enlarged, turning into a huge bronze bottle that enveloped most of the Taichu Holy Land.

A terrifying devouring force erupted from the bottle's mouth, swallowing all the sweeping energy fluctuations.

"That was close…"

Seeing this, the Disciples of the Taichu Holy Land all breathed a sigh of relief.

If Han Li hadn't acted, the energy aftershocks from the collision of the two emperor weapons alone would have been enough to shake them all to death.

"Thank you for the help, Brother Han!"

The Jiang Family Disciple who had just been suppressing Chu Cangming had fled long ago.

Chu Cangming struggled to stand up and cupped his fists to Han Li in thanks.

Han Li waved his hand.

"No need to be polite. Brother Zhou is my friend; your Taichu Holy Land's business is my business."

Just then, Ji Wuming also took action.

He drew the long sword from his back, and the runes on the blade instantly lit up.

"Myriad Swords Acknowledge the Ancestor."

Tens of thousands of Sword Qi flew out from the long sword, condensing into a massive sword shadow in the sky.

The sword shadow was a thousand feet long, emitting a pressure that could destroy heaven and earth as it slashed directly at the powerhouses of the Demon Race.

"Damn it!"

The leader of the Demon Race's expression changed drastically, and he quickly channeled all his Devilish Qi to resist.

"Demon God True Body!"

Terrifying Devilish Qi condensed into a hundred-foot-tall demon god in the air, holding a giant axe and hacking at the sword shadow.

Boom!

The sword shadow collided with the demon god, erupting with terrifying energy fluctuations.

The demon god's body was instantly sliced in half by the sword shadow, dissipating into a sky full of Devilish Qi.

And that Demon Race leader was also hit by the Sword Qi's aftershock, spitting blood with a withered aura.

"This… how is this possible…"

He stared wide-eyed, his face full of disbelief.

Ji Wuming glanced at him indifferently.

"Demon Race, you dare to be so insolent before me?"

After speaking, he raised his hand and waved, and another Sword Qi slashed out.

The Demon Race leader didn't even have a chance to dodge before being directly killed by the Sword Qi.

A Demon Race powerhouse at the Second Layer of the Emperor Realm died just like that at Ji Wuming's hands.

"So strong…"

Killing someone at the Second Layer while being at the First Layer of the Emperor Realm; the Disciples of the Taichu Holy Land were filled with shock at this sight.

As soon as Han Li and Ji Wuming received news that the Taichu Holy Land was under attack, the two of them rushed to the Taichu Holy Land without hesitation.

The originally precarious situation was instantly reversed with the addition of Han Li and Ji Wuming.

The offensive from the Jiang Family, the Demon Race, and the Demonic Path forces began to slow down, and the scene suddenly fell into a stalemate.

However, just at this moment, Jiang Family Head Jiang Bufan suddenly shouted.

"A mantis trying to stop a carriage!"

After speaking, he bit the tip of his tongue and spat a mouthful of Essence Blood onto the Coiling Dragon Sword.

The Coiling Dragon Sword instantly erupted with brilliant golden light, and terrifying flames burst from the blade, dyeing the entire sky golden.

"Coiling Dragon Sword, Awaken!"

Boom!

A terrifying Sword Qi slashed out from the Coiling Dragon Sword, its power several times stronger than before.

Wherever the Sword Qi passed, space was burned into nothingness, and even time seemed to freeze.

Taichu Old Ancestor's expression changed drastically.

"Not good, he's going to risk his life!"

Taichu Old Ancestor also bit the tip of his tongue and spat a mouthful of Essence Blood onto the Taichu Dao Seal.

The Taichu Dao Seal also erupted with brilliant golden light, with countless runes flowing over the seal's surface, emitting an aura that suppressed the eternal ages.

"Taichu Dao Seal, Suppress the Eternal Ages!"

The two emperor weapons collided again, and this time the power was more than ten times stronger than before.

Rumble—

The terrifying sound of explosions resounded through heaven and earth, and the entire Taichu Holy Land shook violently under this pressure.

Countless peaks collapsed under this pressure, and cracks appeared in the ground.

Han Li continuously activated the heaven-holding bottle, doing his best to resist those energy aftershocks.

But the power this time was simply too strong; even the heaven-holding bottle could not completely swallow it.

"Damn it, the power of these two emperor weapons is too strong!"

Han Li's face was pale, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

Ji Wuming also activated his long sword, laying down a Sword Qi barrier around the Taichu Holy Land to resist the energy aftershocks.

But even with the two of them joining forces, many energy aftershocks still penetrated the defense, sweeping toward some of the Taichu Holy Land Disciples.

"Not good!"

Chu Cangming's expression changed drastically; he wanted to act to resist, but he was severely injured and simply powerless to turn the tide.