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第1534章 无穷无尽生

Li Yan's army was facing a critical situation. The powerful attacks from the Twelve Great Daoists of Taiyuan were relentless, and it seemed that their efforts to advance had been in vain.

However, Li Yan stood out as a beacon of hope. His presence not only alleviated some of the pressure on his fellow Yellow-Huang cultivators but also inspired them with his indomitable spirit.

As the main battle raged on, a group of figures was making their way towards the heart of Taiyuan's realm. At the forefront was Fang Dingge, the Patriarch of Great Daoism.

Fang Dingge observed Li Yan's fearless and unyielding stance amidst the encirclement, his eyes lighting up with recognition. "This... is this 'My Dao as Myself' technique from our Great Daoist sect? I remember teaching him just recently. How could he have mastered it to such a degree?"

The ten sect patriarchs were well-informed about Li Yan's rise and his current status on the battlefield. They marveled at how he had managed to single-handedly hold off more than twelve Great Daoists, twenty or so Transcendents, proving his formidable combat prowess.

"His emergence is beyond our expectations," one of them mused. "Our chances of success have increased."

"Let's hope he survives until we return."

Despite their admiration for Li Yan, they couldn't afford to change the plan just to save him. They pressed on towards their destination, using thePrimordial Beginning Great Arrayof the Primordial Origin sect as cover to avoid detection.

As they approached the Heavenly Dao Palace, a towering structure of ninety-nine levels perched atop a cliff, the atmosphere grew tense.

"Everyone, the array core is beneath this building," Fang Dingge warned. "Once we enter, the masking effects will be nullified. We'll have to charge in and break through."

The warning was heeded as they infiltrated the palace. The defenses were thinner than expected due to most of the forces being deployed on the battlefield. However, the deeper they went, the more cultivators they encountered.

Just when it seemed that their luck had run out, an alarm blared. A thick blood-red cloud descended upon the palace, and Taiyuan's cultivators hesitated before retreating from the battle to aid the defense.

Suddenly, a golden lock appeared in mid-air as thousands of figures surged through from the Yellow-Huang side.

"Yellow-Huang cultivators, hold back the enemy at all costs!"

"The ten sect patriarchs are here today! The location of the Taiyuan Revival Furnace has been pinpointed!"

The announcement echoed across the battlefield, boosting the morale of the Yellow-Huang forces while causing panic among their opponents.

Fang Dingge and his group pressed on, but just as they thought victory was within reach, a storm of destruction descended once more. The twelve Great Daoists reappeared unscathed, even stronger than before.

"Everyone, push forward!"

Fang Dingge's body glowed with multicolored light as he charged again. "My Dao as Myself!"

The combined attacks from the Twelve Great Daoists of Taiyuan were absorbed by this radiant energy. Fang Dingge and his companions barely showed any signs of injury despite the intense assault.

Taking advantage of the distraction, other Yellow-Huang cultivators unleashed their killing techniques. The battlefield was soon filled with explosions, cries of pain, and the clash of metal as they clashed with the Taiyuan forces.

After a grueling battle, the Twelve Great Daoists finally fell. "Quickly!"

Fang Dingge's breath was ragged, but he urged his companions forward. However, just as they began to move, the familiar storm returned, bringing more resurrected figures from the void.

The Taiyuan cultivators stood like an unbreachable wall, their presence mocking those behind them. Fang Dingge steadied himself and took a deep breath. "Keep going!"

"Since they can be revived, let's kill faster!"

A three-legged furnace appeared in his hand as he pointed at it with a pained expression. As white flames erupted from the furnace, the resurrected Great Daoists were obliterated without resistance.

Taking advantage of the momentary weakness, the Yellow-Huang forces surged forward. Their sudden assault proved highly effective. They only needed to break through the final layer of protection to destroy the array core.

However, just as they thought victory was within reach, the rebirth storm struck again. This time, it took longer to manifest.

It seemed that Fang Dingge's invocation of the Burning Dao Furnace had triggered some unexpected factors in the array. The Twelve Great Daoists reappeared, their power doubled and enhanced with mystical armor and treasures.

"Fang Patriarch..."

Fang Dingge gritted his teeth but said nothing as he released another burst of white flames.

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