The Influence of Gu Changyuan

The three of them roared in unison, their bodies erupting with dense spiritual energy. Three massive dharma idols instantly emerged, floating behind them.

The appearance of the three dharma idols caused the entire sealed space to tremble slightly. The layer of halos surrounding the idols collided with the boundaries of the spatial blockade, emitting a low, buzzing sound, yet they still could not break through the seal.

Previously suppressed by formations, divine soul attacks, and sonic strikes, they simply had no opportunity to release their dharma idols.

Condensing a dharma idol required time, concentrated mental power, and massive amounts of spiritual energy.

In the previous melee where they could be interrupted at any moment, forcibly condensing their dharma idols would only expose even greater flaws.

The faces of the six men showed no signs of panic. Instead, their fighting intent surged even higher, and some even wore faint smiles of excitement at the corners of their mouths.

Unlike the combat distribution of the six women, Lin Jingyu and the other five men chose the purest method—just fight, and enjoy the thrill!

All six were combat-oriented fighters. Without any flashy auxiliary interference, they drew their magical artifacts the moment they stepped onto the battlefield and launched a fierce offensive.

If one had to point out a support role, it would be Qin Yu and the one with the lowest cultivation base, Jun Mukong.

Qin Yu waved his hands grandly, unfurling a massive Heaven and Earth Five-Star Diagram high above the entire battlefield.

The Five-Star Diagram was circular, over a hundred zhang in diameter, rotating slowly in the air. The power of the Five Elements mutually generated and overcame each other, with five-colored lights flowing endlessly within it.

The Eight Trigrams positions formed rings of light at the edges of the Five-Star Diagram, echoing the power of the Five Elements in the center.

Yun Tianhe gripped his long saber, his Illusory-Piercing Golden Eyes fully activated. At that moment, his pupils turned a brilliant gold.

Countless tiny patterns circulated deep within his pupils. These patterns were like the annual rings of a tree, spreading outward circle by circle from the center of his eyes.

In his vision, countless tiny specks of light appeared on the bodies of the three Immortal Kings—those specks were their flaws.

The Heavenly Guard's giant god dharma idol swung its halberd, smashing toward Yun Tianhe with the force of a thunderbolt. The void where the halberd passed cracked with fine fissures.

Yun Tianhe shifted half a step to the side the exact moment the halberd crashed down—no more, no less, just enough for the blade to scrape past his side.

The fierce wind tore his sleeve and left several shallow bloody scratches on his arm, but at the same time, his long saber slashed upward. The blade cut precisely into the weak point of the spiritual energy at the wrist of the giant god dharma idol.

That strike was not heavy, but it accurately hit the critical node of the Heavenly Guard's dharma idol operation, causing a brief stagnation in the spiritual energy transmission of the idol's arm.

Yun Tianhe's cultivation could not compare to an Immortal King, and his strength could not match an Immortal King, but his Illusory-Piercing Golden Eyes allowed him to see things others could not.

The trajectory of the opponent's spiritual energy circulation, the exertion points when they launched an attack, the weak points in the dharma idol's formation structure, and even future flaws that would only appear a dozen breaths later.

And as long as he struck them once, the damage would be several times heavier than anyone else's attacks.

It wasn't that his saber was particularly heavy, but rather that his blade always struck the most fatal spots.

For the three Immortal Kings, he was the greatest threat.

Because blocking Yun Tianhe's offensive required their full strength—once hit, it would be far more than just a superficial wound.

Compared to the six women, the combat of the six men was much more brutal. The entire process was a fierce collision of spiritual energy and magical artifacts.

The cultivators below looked up at the sky, only to see various colors of spiritual energy clashing and exploding above, illuminating the entire sealed space in brilliant, multicolored hues.

Fortunately, the spatial blockade completely isolated the outward spread of the spiritual energy shockwaves. Otherwise, given the intensity of a battle at this level, Twilight Cloud City would have been razed to the ground long ago.

After the six men, came the ten Demon Ancestors of the Heavenly Demon Pavilion. Their combat prowess was equally not to be underestimated.

Lan Caiyou was not purely leaning toward support; her innate divine ability was Butterfly Transformation of All Things.

Not only could she transform into the appearance of others, but she could even replicate the various cultivation methods and secret techniques she saw her opponents use.

Every transformation was accompanied by a complete shift in aura. It was not a simple disguise or change of clothes, but an all-encompassing replication from the nature of spiritual energy to the combat style.

Although the replicated techniques were considerably inferior to the originals, they were enough to handle various combat situations.

Chi Huang gripped a long spear in her hand, surrounded by nine blood-red wolf heads. The wolf heads gathered and dispersed at times, letting out low growls.

Her face revealed a heartfelt excitement that naturally emerged during the intense battle.

Completely unafraid of the Immortal Kings' offensive, she relied on her formidable demonic physique to forcefully endure their attacks time and again, only to launch fierce counterattacks. Every move was ruthless, leaving the opponents with no chance to catch their breath.

Tushan Youyao, Luo Qingchen, and Ye Canglan similarly displayed their own divine abilities.

It was not night right now, which meant it was not the optimal time for Ye Canglan to fight, but the twin blades in his hands still danced in an impenetrable defense.

The blade light reflected a cold, sharp gleam under the sunlight, checking the enemy from the flank.

Jun Anshi hovered at the outermost edge of the battle ring. The Great Dao of Cangwu slowly circulated within her body, providing continuous support for her senior brothers and sisters at the front.

The coordination of the six Demon Ancestors displayed an overwhelming, crushing performance.

Next group.

Lu Jiuyi, Xiang Xuanyin, Sun Buhuo, Bai Zeming, and Zhu Jiuyin stepped up to take over, showcasing a combat style that combined laws and attributes.

Bai Zeming could modify the laws within a certain range, significantly enhancing the power of the laws exerted by all of them.

The five of them coordinated seamlessly, suppressing the three Immortal Kings to the point where they could barely move.

In the brief moment since they took the field, the three Immortal Kings suffered new wounds on their bodies again, yet the injuries healed at a speed far exceeding normal.

The Heavenly Guard looked down at the sword wound on his arm that was rapidly closing, a bizarre feeling welling up in his heart.

For some unknown reason, the recovery speed of his injuries was much faster than expected. It was as if an invisible force was helping them accelerate the healing from behind, even faintly showing a trend of boosting their combat power.

This power gave them the illusion that they could not lose.

Even taking turns fighting, they felt they could hold out until the end. Gradually, a gambler's mentality took root, making them believe they could surely defeat the next group. The more they fought, the more paranoid and obsessed they became.

Occasionally, they would harbor thoughts of throwing caution to the wind and just self-destructing.

But for some reason, the moment that thought arose, it was forcefully snuffed out by an unknown power, leaving only an obsession with fighting in their minds.

All of this, of course, was the doing of Gu Changyuan.

Having descended to the lower realm, facing these Immortal Kings whose cultivation had been suppressed to the peak of the Demigod realm by the rules of heaven and earth, Gu Changyuan was the absolute controller.

Through a secret technique, he could silently influence their thinking and alter their perception.

He ensured that until they had fulfilled their role as practice dummies, they would obediently remain on the battlefield, serving as tools for his disciples to hone their combat prowess.