Chapter 165 Blocked
"Since you won't hand it over, don't blame me for being ruthless!" The current patriarch of the Golden Crow clan, who was also the father of Lu Ya, waved his hand, and eight Golden Crow Saint Lord-level strongmen responded, each holding an ancient and solemn formation flag and stepping into the carefully calculated position. Under their feet, a complex network of patterns spread out, shaking the sky and the earth.

In an instant, eight huge flags fluttered, dark clouds rolled, black fog covered the sky, and the flags were as dark as the deepest night sky. It was like eight gods and demons from ancient times, standing there, emitting supreme pressure that cut through time and space and shocked the world.

“This is the treasure of the Golden Crow clan. Each flag was personally sacrificed and refined by the Golden Crow Great Sage. It is rare to see one in ten thousand years. I didn’t expect that it was deployed by the Ancient Sun Cult.” Among the casual cultivators who were watching, someone murmured to himself, his eyes full of shock.

At this moment, an extremely dazzling light burst out from the ancient killing formation, blazing and terrifying. A golden shadow appeared out of nowhere, standing proudly on the top of the rolling dark clouds. Its towering figure reached the sky. When its eyes opened and closed, golden light flashed like a sword, cutting through the sky and shooting dozens of miles away.

The sky and the earth seemed to be swallowed by a vast holy flame of the sun. It was radiant and scorching. The golden light mercilessly bombarded the mountain protection formation of the Sun God Cult, vowing to destroy it.

As this power continued to rise, the place where the Sun God Cult was located instantly turned into a purgatory on earth. The earth trembled, the mountains swayed, the palaces were crumbling, the ancient buildings gradually melted in the heat wave, the clear lakes quickly dried up, and the majestic mountains collapsed under the heavy pressure. Even the dragon veins hidden deep underground seemed pale and powerless in the face of this destructive force, and their vitality was almost cut off.

"Hold the line and never retreat!" Inside the Sun God Cult, the white-haired old man stepped forward. His voice pierced the clouds and split the rocks, full of indomitable spirit and determination.

Under his encouragement, more than 300 men, women, young and old, all walked out from the shelter of the golden palace. Among them, there were pregnant women holding little girls' hands tightly, old men walking with canes, and children with unyielding light in their eyes. Everyone released their own divine power without reservation, like trickles of water converging into the sea, contributing their meager but firm strength to the great formation of the Guardian God Cult.

Zixia stared at the people in front of her. The one with the deepest cultivation was none other than the old man. Although he had entered the realm of Saint Lord, he could not hide the traces of time and his physical strength was gradually declining. The other powerful masters were even fewer in number, like a few glimmers among the stars. Although there were more than 20 practitioners in the Hualong Secret Realm, most of them were white-haired seniors.

Most of the remaining disciples were wandering between the Lunhai Secret Realm and the Dao Palace Secret Realm. Their cultivation seemed particularly weak, which made people worried. Zixia and Ji Ziyue looked at each other and understood each other tacitly - the Sun God Cult was now in a precarious situation. Compared with those brilliant and dazzling holy places in the East Wilderness, it was like a candlelight compared to the bright moon.

These more than 300 believers, each with a resolute heart, tried their best to release their divine power in an attempt to resist the invading enemy. However, under the bombardment of the Great Saint-level formation flags of the Golden Crow Clan, their efforts were like an ant trying to shake a tree, and seemed so insignificant. Under the continuous impact, the mountain protection formation was shaky and seemed to collapse at any time.

"Now that things have come to this, why not make a wise choice?" The voice of the Golden Crow leader sounded again, with unquestionable majesty, "Hand over the Ancient Scripture of the Sun, and I can spare the lives of your entire sect. Can that illusory ancient scripture really be more valuable than your precious lives?"

The old man's face became even more bitter when he heard this, and he felt mixed emotions. Where is the complete "Ancient Sun Scripture"? My death doesn't matter, but when he thought about these young lives, these hopes for the future of the Sun God Cult, which might perish because of this unprovoked dispute, his heart was filled with guilt and reluctance. He sighed secretly, as if he had seen the glory of the Sun Saint Emperor in the past being covered by the gloom of today, and he couldn't help but sigh.

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"Sister, what should we do?" Ji Ziyue looked at the precarious mountain protection formation, her anxiety evident in her words, her voice trembling a little.

"Ziyue, calm down." Zixia's voice was steady and firm. She was not shaken by the crisis in front of her. Instead, she closed her eyes and concentrated. The Taoism flowed around her, becoming more and more profound and rich. Her every breath seemed to resonate with the heaven and earth, revealing an extraordinary breath, as if she was realizing the Tao.

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The atmosphere in the God's Church was so heavy that it almost froze. In the dead silence, the provocative voices of the Golden Crow Clan became more and more arrogant: "He who knows the times is a hero. Submit to our clan, you can still save your life and become our vassal!" "Wishful thinking!" A crisp and firm voice broke the silence. It was the little girl who stepped forward with the pregnant woman. Her eyes were like torches, and she shouted loudly, "My Sun God Church, inherited the teachings of the Sun Saint Emperor, how can you birds despise it? Even if we are weak today, we would rather choose to die standing than live in disgrace!"

"Yes!" The believers responded one after another, their voices gathering into an unyielding torrent, "We are the descendants of the Holy Emperor, how can we tarnish the glory of the Holy Emperor!"

The pregnant woman gently stroked her bulging belly, with a trace of determination and reluctance in her eyes. She whispered to the child in her belly: "Child, I'm sorry that I can't see you come into this world. But please remember, we are fighting to protect the glory of the Holy Emperor." Then, she straightened her back and shouted loudly: "For the Holy Emperor, for the dignity of the Sun God Cult, we swear to die and never surrender!"

Above the sky, the leader of the Golden Crow clan sneered, his tone full of disdain: "You are just a group of people who have brought disgrace upon the reputation of their ancestors. I don't want to say any more to you. Today, no one will be left alive and your entire sect will be wiped out. No one can leave alive! I will take the ancient scripture from your souls!" After that, he waved his hand, and the offensive of the Golden Crow clan became more fierce, vowing to completely destroy the Sun God Cult.

With the mysterious power of the formation flag contained in the steps of the eight Golden Crow controllers, the dazzling golden figure suddenly leaped, and every step seemed to cross the boundary of time and space, releasing an incredible power that shocked the nine heavens. Its power was so vast that it spread far and wide, touching every corner of heaven and earth.

Then it bowed slightly and tapped the air with one finger, pointing directly at the mountain protection formation.

At this time, Zixia who was near the dragon vein also moved. She sacrificed the Lihuo Lu and flew to the core of the mountain protection formation. In an instant, the mountains, lakes, islands and scattered palaces and pavilions behind the mountain gate that were originally devastated by the fierce battle gradually became hazy and ethereal under the interweaving of Zixia and the Lihuo Lu. It was as if they were in another peaceful world, which was completely different from the previous tragic scene.

In the cult, the people who had been waiting in despair did not feel the approach of death for the first time in a long time. They looked up and saw a scene that was enough to make them ecstatic.

The human cultivators who were watching from a distance also exclaimed, "The Holy Emperor has appeared!"

"The Sun God Cult actually blocked this attack!"

The Golden Crow Clan above the sky looked at each other in disbelief. They had never expected that under such a desperate situation, the Sun God Cult could temporarily resist the attack of their great sacred weapon by its own strength. The Golden Crow Clan leader frowned, secretly thinking about the next countermeasure in his heart.

“Hmph, you think you can trap our Jinwu clan with just a trick? Destroy them!” The Jinwu clan leader snorted coldly, and his voice penetrated the clouds and resounded through the sky.

(End of this chapter)