Chapter 705: Battle for the Golden Egg

None of the cultivators present had made a move on the egg as they were fearful of the divine dao flames.

However, that obstacle had been eliminated now that the flames had been absorbed into the egg.

This was the perfect time to fight for the golden egg!

“Charge!”

Whoosh whoosh whoosh…

Every single cultivator present charged toward the egg with all their might.

“F*ck off!” someone roared angrily.

A series of flying swords that materialized from vapor streaked through the air in a series of lethal trajectories before instantly piercing the bodies of about a dozen cultivators with their fearsome power.

“Yu Lang, you old f*ck! How dare you kill my disciples?!” The sect leader of the Life Harvesting Sect, Duan Hunzi, glowered at the sect leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect not far away from him.

He waved a hand through the air, and a series of heavenly sabers materialized from his dao intent and pierced through heaven and earth before descending upon Daoist Yu Lang.

Daoist Yu Lang roared with laughter as claws grew from his hands, and an ancient ferocious wolf several thousand feet tall materialized behind him. This gigantic wolf was imbued with earth-shattering divine might, and it extended its sharp claws before slashing down upon the silver heavenly sabers.

Boom!

The battle between the two Return to Void Stage mighty figures sent a violent tremor running through heaven and earth.

At the same time, battles also erupted between Bai Pengzi of the Flying Divine Sect and Celestial Maiden Fei Ying of the Red Building Sect as well as between Shuang Yukong of the Frosty Sun Immortal Sect and Su Wenjun of the Green Wood Imperial Family.

They knew that the only threats to them would be the other Return to Void Stage mighty figures present.

Of course, none of the other cultivators present were just standing around idly. All of them had a chance to grab the golden egg while the mighty figures were busy fighting among themselves. It was with this in mind that many Spirit Nurturing Stage cultivators and Soul Formation Stage cultivators also battled one another as they charged toward the golden egg.

The cultivators leading the pack would often be slain by those from behind them, and those who had killed them would soon arrive at the front of the pack, only to be slain by the cultivators further behind them.

Whoosh!

An extremely domineering bolt of golden light swooped down upon the egg at extreme speed, charging through the impediment posed by countless spell techniques before coming to the front of the pack.

“Hahahaha… this phoenix egg belongs to me, the Diamond King!”

A man with a seemingly indestructible, shiny golden body charged toward the egg with the smile of a victor on his face.

The Diamond King was the sect leader of the Diamond Sect, which was one of the large sects within the Purple Star State. His cultivation base was at the Soul Formation Pinnacle Stage, and the fearsome diamond body he had forged allowed him to ignore almost all attacks from Soul Formation Stage cultivators.

It was exactly because of this that he had also become the man closest to the golden egg.

However, when he was less than a thousand feet away from the egg, frost and snow suddenly enshrouded heaven and earth.

Everything suddenly slowed down, and this was not an illusion; everything that entered that area really did become extremely slow, including the man known as the Diamond King.

The Diamond King’s eyes widened as he felt his body grow more and more lethargic. He didn’t even have a chance to do anything before an extremely sharp streak of light flashed toward his chest.

Ding!

The tip of a sword clashed with his diamond body as a sharp screech erupted between heaven and earth.

The sword then stabbed into the same spot on the Diamond King’s chest about a dozen times before the sword projection pierced through his chest under his shocked gaze, drawing a spurt of golden blood.

All the cultivators who entered the peculiar realm of frost and ice thereafter also slowed down drastically before all of them were severely wounded by the sword projections sweeping toward them.

“Who is it?!”

The Diamond King activated a mystic technique and retreated with all his might to avoid being slain by that fearsome attack.

All the other cultivators also faltered in their charge as they stared with uncertainty toward the golden egg. A cultivator who was able to instantly wound the Diamond King? Could it be that another Return to Void Stage mighty figure had arrived on the scene?

An exquisitely beautiful woman holding a Great Ice Sword slowly materialized from the frost and snow. In that instant, terrifying sword intent soared into the air, as if it were threatening to slice the very heavens apart. “Four Nine Immortal Sect, Sword Pavilion, Liu Qianhuan.”

“Four Nine Immortal Sect? What the hell is that?” The Diamond King was dumbstruck.

Not only him, but all the other cultivators were befuddled as well as they had clearly never heard of this sect before.

A mighty voice suddenly sounded, “A mere Soul Formation Stage swordswoman dares to stand in my way? What impudence!”

Bai Pengzi, who had just been engaged in battle with Celestial Maiden Fei Ying, finally found an opportunity to charge for the golden egg. His body transformed into a mighty white bird before flying into the domain of extreme frost and instantly tearing it apart!

He extended a pair of golden claws toward the golden egg with an elated expression on his face.

It was also at this moment that a gargantuan, pitch black tail appeared in the air before sweeping toward the mighty white bird. The tail was imbued with monstrous force as it compressed the air in its path into a gigantic pancake while inky-black spatial rifts appeared around it.

Boom!

The clash between the two of them swept up destructive gale-force winds, which tore through the earth within a radius of five kilometers around them.

“Pfff…” The mighty white bird threw up a mouthful of blood before being knocked back over a thousand meters through the air.

“Gasp…”

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Everyone’s eyes widened in shock as they drew sharp intakes of breath.

Bai Pengzi was a Return to Void Intermediate Stage mighty figure. It would have to take an extremely fearsome mighty figure to wound him with one strike.

However, they were all knocked speechless when they turned their eyes toward the golden egg.

They were greeted by the sight of a black dragon over ten thousand feet in length soaring through the air. His black scales seemed to have swallowed up the light of the sun as heaven and earth fell dim and monstrous dragon might exuded from his body. Some of the weaker cultivators present were struck by an extreme sense of asphyxiation as their legs gave out from under them.

“The Dragon Court of the Eastern Seas are here as well? They sure did a good job of hiding their presence…” Bai Pengzi stabilized himself in the air before staring up at the black dragon with shock etched onto his face.

He had to have been hiding there for a while to have been able to appear without being detected in advance by Bai Pengzi.

Could it be that he was already hidden there when the divine dao flames swept out to attack everyone?

“Dragon Court of the Eastern Seas? Tch… don’t compare me to those idiots. I am from the Primordial Dragon Tribe!”

An earth-shattering dragon might swept forth from the black dragon’s body, and his voice was like a clap of thunder that struck fear into the hearts of all the surrounding cultivators.

They didn’t know what the Primordial Dragon Tribe was, but it certainly sounded extremely powerful.

His monstrous strength instantly rooted everyone to the spot, and not even one person dared to approach him.

“Oh, right, my name is Xiao Ze, and I am from the Dragon Pavilion of the Four Nine Immortal Sect!”

Bai Pengzi’s pupils contracted upon hearing this. “Four Nine Immortal Sect?”

All the cultivators present drew another sharp intake of breath.

Four Nine Immortal Sect again?!

Liu Qianhuan’s emergence had alerted everyone to the existence of such a sect, but Xiao Ze’s emergence had truly engraved the name of this sect deeply into everyone’s mind.

One had to realize that any sect with a Return to Void Stage mighty figure within their ranks could be considered as a top-rated sect in the Purple Star State. The Heavenly Demon Sect, the Flying Divine Sect, the Red Building Sect, the Life Harvesting Sect, the Frosty Sun Immortal Sect… All of these sects were examples of this, and all of them were relatively important sects, even in the context of the entire Tai Chu Continent.

However, this Four Nine Immortal Sect also had a Return to Void Stage Primordial Dragon Tribe mighty figure within its ranks?

Just as everyone was rooted to the spot, a faint energy fluctuation swept through the air near the golden egg.

Immediately afterward, a handsome man appeared as he stared at the egg before him with a scorching light in his eyes.

“Stealing is not advisable.”

An Lin suddenly appeared before him with a frosty expression on his face.

This man was none other than Dong Guo from the Green Wood Imperial Family.

Dong Guo’s heart jolted in shock upon being caught red-handed, and he almost fled in fear.

However, he then discovered that the monstrous black dragon was too busy facing off against all the other Return to Void Stage mighty figures and had not even noticed him. Furthermore, the man who stood before him was none other than that Soul Formation Stage cultivator who had pissed him off earlier.

The phoenix egg was right before his eyes, and it presented a lethal temptation to him…

F*ck it! Kill this man and grab the golden egg!

“I’m a Return to Void Stage mighty figure! I ain’t scared of some Soul Formation Stage trash like you!”

Dong Guo stepped forward toward the golden egg as he launched a palm, which was infused with his full power, in An Lin’s direction!

Vital energy surged violently as a massive green palm projection imbued with extremely fearsome power swept toward An Lin.

Even though Dong Guo had only just reached the Return to Void Stage, he was still a Return to Void Stage mighty figure who was insurmountable to Soul Formation Stage cultivators. Dong Guo was confident that his palm projection would be able to instantly pulverize this annoying man!

An Lin heaved a light sigh, and black mist began to erupt from his body as his aura soared explosively.

Golden Void Lightning converged on his Evil-Slaying Sword, and his body of the War God was unleashed as he slashed his sword toward Dong Guo.

Boom!

Scintillating golden lightning flashed through the air before slicing the green palm projection in half.

Then, right before Dong Guo’s astonished eyes, the lightning pierced through his body before tearing a massive gash into the ground behind him, which extended for almost ten kilometers.

“Pfff…” Dong Guo threw up a mouthful of blood as he flew back in retreat.

How could this be? He’s only at the Soul Formation Stage! How could he be so powerful?!

Dong Guo roared internally with disbelief etched on his face.

At this moment, many of the surrounding cultivators had also turned their attention to Dong Guo.

“Look, isn’t that that Green Wood Divine General Dong Guo, who has just reached the Return to Void Stage?”

“My God, when did he get so close to the golden egg?”

“Holy f*ck! Am I seeing things? Has he just been wounded by a Soul Formation Stage cultivator?!”

Countless cultivators turned their eyes upon the handsome man in flowing white robe with incredulity etched on their dumbstruck features.

A Soul Formation Stage cultivator was able to severely wound a Return to Void Stage mighty figure with one slash of his sword… This didn’t make sense!

Even all the Return to Void Stage mighty figures present had turned their attention on An Lin with uncertainty written on their faces.

An Lin couldn’t even be bothered taking a second glance at Dong Guo as he turned to all the cultivators before him. “I am the sect leader of the Four Nine Immortal Sect, An Lin. I’m taking this egg. Any objections?”

“Gasp…”

All the cultivators present, including the Return to Void Stage mighty figures, drew a sharp intake of breath.