Terran Guardian - Chapter 3671

Chapter 3649 Encirclement and Suppression of the Yellow Millet Cult

“I must say, your Huangliang Divine Sect has indeed hidden itself quite well. I’m afraid no one would have imagined that the Tianyou Holy Land, inherited from the ancient times, would actually be a disguise for a dark sect.

Unfortunately, no wall is completely impenetrable.

If your Huangliang Divine Sect had continued to act discreetly, we might not have known your identities.

Your mistake was that you, the Huangliang Divine Sect, intended to use this great calamity to incite chaos in the darkness, ultimately exposing yourselves!”

Jiang Wang smiled calmly, showing no sense of urgency in facing a supreme being.

His words

made the Dream Master’s face turn cold.

Just then,

the void tore open.

A figure emerged from it, none other than the Formless Supreme.

With his appearance, several other auras no weaker than the Formless Supreme appeared in the next instant.

Seeing this scene…

The Dream Master’s face also showed a hint of apprehension: “Five Supreme Beings… it seems you’re willing to pay any price to deal with our Divine Sect!”

“Blame your Dark Sect for acting so recklessly, attempting to collude with the Beast Clan. Your actions have already led to your demise—”

The Formless Supreme Being’s expression was cold, his eyes filled with icy killing intent as he looked at the Dream Master. The moment

his words fell

, the Formless Supreme Being struck first. The instant he raised his hand, the Dream Master’s figure abruptly retreated, a tear appearing in his Daoist robe.

He glanced down at himself, then looked back at the Formless Supreme Being.

“The Eternal Sword Dao, I’ve witnessed it!”

“However…”

“With such methods, you dare to presume to deal with me? You’re not qualified!”

As the Dream Master finished speaking, terrifying Daoist power erupted, the power of the Great Dao transforming into the Great Dream Heavenly Monarch’s Dharma Form. This supreme being stood tall in the heavens, radiating a terrifying aura capable of overturning galaxies and annihilating stars.

“Boom!”

The instant the Great Dream Heavenly Monarch was born, the Dream Lord and the Dharma Image merged into one, their sky-covering palms descending upon the various Supreme Beings. Faced

with this ,

the powerful figures like the Formless Supreme Being wore solemn expressions, but showed no fear.

At the same time,

within the Heavenly Nether Holy Land,

numerous powerful members of the Yellow Millet Divine Sect launched a fierce attack. Their sole purpose was to break through the encirclement.

The Yellow Millet Divine Sect’s whereabouts had been exposed, and now five Supreme Beings were personally present, focusing all their efforts on dealing with the Dream Lord. Other Immortal Realm forces were likely arriving one after another.

Not leaving at this point was tantamount to waiting for death.

No one was a fool.

In this situation, let alone one Yellow Millet Divine Sect, even three or five Yellow Millet Divine Sects combined might not have a chance of victory.

Therefore,

breaking through was the only way out.

But how could the other forces sit idly by and watch the numerous cultivators of the Yellow Millet Divine Sect escape?

Jiang Wang took a step forward, unleashing the Heaven-Slaying Sword Dao that could overturn heaven and earth. He held no back, displaying his Great Saint realm cultivation, the sword’s edge pointing directly at Murong Wang.

When the latter caught a glimpse of this sword light out of the corner of his eye, a terrifying feeling surged through him, causing the elder of the Huangliang Divine Sect to turn pale with horror.

Without hesitation, the opponent unleashed his full power.

Unfortunately,

in the face of such an absolute difference in strength, any resistance was futile.

In a single exchange, Murong Wang’s chest was pierced by the sword light, the terrifying power instantly pulverizing his body into dust.

The next instant,

a divine soul detached from his body, heading towards chaos.

“Trying to escape before me? Wishful thinking!”

Jiang Wang’s expression was indifferent as he swung his sword again, the white sword light reflecting Murong Wang’s terrified expression.

Then,

the sword light fell.

The elder of the Huangliang Divine Sect instantly perished on the spot.

“Boom—!!!”

A saint fell, and blood rained down from the sky.

Blood rained down, covering all sides and shaking the minds of all the cultivators who witnessed it.

A Saint-level expert had fallen so decisively.

The impact on them was immense.

For most cultivators, let alone a Saint, even a Half-Saint was a lofty existence. For a Saint

to be so easily annihilated—how could such terrifying power not chill them to the bone?

At this moment,

the Huangliang Divine Sect was in complete defeat.

Although the Dream Master was powerful, holding his own against five opponents, the other cultivators of the Huangliang Divine Sect were no match for the other forces.

As powerful figures from various factions arrived, the vast Tianyou Holy Land transformed into a battlefield of carnage.

Saints!

Great Saints!

Even Supreme Dao cultivators rampaged.

Terrifying shockwaves swept across and engulfed everything. The Tianyou Holy Land bore the brunt of this power, instantly turning to ashes.

“Fight them!”

“Since they won’t let us live, then even if we die, we will never let them get away with it!”

“Kill!!!”

Seeing no hope of escape, many powerful members of the Huangliang Divine Sect became resolute.

Since they couldn’t survive,

they would fight to the death—

in an instant,

many powerful members burned their essence, blood, and soul power, unleashing power beyond anything they had ever possessed. Some even self-destructed when they saw they were no match for them .

“Boom!”

“Rumble!!”

The power of self-destruction by half-saints and even saints and above was beyond terrifying.

The earth-shattering fluctuations seemed capable of sweeping across the entire Tongyuan Domain.

Even cultivators from other immortal domains could feel this suffocating fluctuation.

Many cultivators, caught off guard, were severely injured by this power, or even perished on the spot.

…

Blood rain!

It fell uncontrollably!

It seemed that even the Heavenly Dao was grieving for the fall of these immortals.

Jiang Wang’s Taoist robe was stained with blood and his aura was chaotic. Half of his body had turned to ashes, and his flesh and internal organs were exposed to the air.

This was because a Great Sage of the Yellow Millet Cult had self-destructed in a desperate act, and Jiang Wang was caught off guard by the force, suffering injuries.

His flesh writhed, and his wounds were slowly healing.

However, the lingering Daoist aura of the Great Sage on the wounds made the recovery extremely slow.

Just then,

high above,

the Great Dream Heavenly Lord’s Dharma Image, seemingly capable of spanning the entire river of time, seemed to sense something and unleashed a palm strike down upon Jiang Wang below.

The terrifying power of this attack caused Jiang Wang’s expression to change drastically.

“Not good!!!”

Even in his prime, he couldn’t withstand the Dream Lord’s enraged attack, let alone now.

“Save me!!”

Jiang Wang cried out to the other Supreme Beings for help, but the likes of the Formless Supreme Being ignored him, having no intention of rescuing Jiang Wang. Instead, they used this opportunity to attack the Dream Lord.

In the end—

Jiang Wang fought with all his might, but he still couldn’t block the Dream Lord’s palm strike.

“Boom!”

The Great Sage’s body shattered.

Just as Jiang Wang’s body perished, the attacks from the other Supreme Beings arrived, causing the Great Dream Heavenly Monarch’s Dharma Form to tremble violently, cracks spreading everywhere, like glass about to shatter at any moment.

However,

the Dream Lord paid no attention to this. He stretched out his five fingers and directly grabbed Jiang Wang’s fleeing soul.

Then, to the other party’s shocked gaze, he squeezed his palm tightly, and this Great Sage’s soul instantly vanished on the spot.

Jiang Wang’s death

did not cause the other Supreme Beings to fluster in the slightest.

Soon

, another attack arrived, causing the already broken Great Dream Heavenly Monarch’s Dharma Form to crumble inch by inch.

“Dream Lord, your death is imminent!”

The Formless Supreme Being’s eyes were cold, and he unleashed the Eternal Sword Dao. A sword strike that seemed capable of traversing the river of time was about to kill this leader of the Yellow Millet Divine Sect on the spot.

In response,

the Dream Lord’s expression was calm, a sword light reflected in his eyes, and then a faint smile appeared on his lips.

Seeing this scene…

The previously confident smile on Wuxiang Supreme’s face suddenly vanished.

An ominous thought surged in his mind.

Immediately afterward,

an aura of destruction erupted from the Dream Master.

The next instant—

a power seemingly capable of destroying the entire Tongyuan Domain burst forth from the Dream Master.

“Boom—!!!!”

The world seemed to lose all sound. The void centered on the Dream Master collapsed, and a black hole that seemed capable of devouring everything suddenly appeared, spreading in all directions.

Anything that touched this power was instantly annihilated.

Whether saint or great saint, they were now as insignificant as ants.

“Retreat quickly!!!”

Wuxiang Supreme’s face was filled with horror. His previous smile had vanished, replaced only by terror.

In that instant,

he didn’t look back and fled directly towards the outside world.

However,

Wuxiang Supreme was ultimately too close to the Dream Master. Even though he fled immediately, he was still a beat too late.

The instant this force reached him, the Dao aura surrounding the Formless Supreme vanished inch by inch, his physical body shattered, and he was completely swallowed by the black hole.

The other Supremes, witnessing this, were also horrified and fled like the Formless Supreme, but ultimately failed to escape.

An unknown amount of time passed.

The fluctuations gradually subsided.

Centered on the Heavenly Nether Holy Land, billions of miles of space had transformed into a constantly distorting void. All cultivators had vanished, leaving only small remnants of flesh and blood.

Beyond billions of miles, among the cultivators who participated in the siege of the Yellow Millet Divine Sect, all those below the Half-Saint level had perished.

Only those at the Half-Saint level and above had barely survived.

These cultivators had just escaped the center of the explosion and fled immediately, thus saving their lives.

Even so, these cultivators had all suffered varying degrees of severe injuries.

They looked at the void in the core area, their eyes filled with horror.

Suddenly…

One of the fleshy tendrils wriggled and emerged, and soon the figure of the Formless Supreme reappeared. Immediately

afterward

, the other fleshy tendrils also wriggled, and the remaining Supreme figures appeared in the same way.

“The Yellow Millet Cult!!”

The Formless Supreme gritted his teeth, a hint of fear and lingering dread in his eyes, but even more so, rage.

He had never expected the Dream Master to be so decisive, choosing to self-destruct at the cost of his life.

After all, with the opponent’s cultivation level, if he truly wanted to escape, there was certainly hope of breaking through.

But instead,

the opponent chose not to break through, but to self-destruct, dragging all the cultivators down with him.

Because of this, the Formless Supreme was caught off guard. Although his Supreme life force prevented him from perishing on the spot, he was severely injured.

Recovery would not be so easy afterward. (End of Chapter)