Chapter 549 559: The Celestial Profound Sect Has Arrived

In the sky above, vast flames rolled in, seeming to turn the surrounding hundreds of miles into a crimson ocean. And within this crimson ocean, everyone could feel the temperature constantly rising.

"Take form!"

The rolling flames suddenly condensed, transforming directly into a tangible, crimson Long Saber. Then, the crimson Long Saber shot forward at an indescribable speed.

Wen Qingye's expression was incredibly grave as he rapidly retreated.

BANG! BANG!

But wherever the red Long Saber passed, all obstacles were utterly destroyed. Its unstoppable advance was breathtaking.

VMMMM!

The One Thought Sword in Wen Qingye's hand suddenly erupted with an ice-blue divine light, a radiance so brilliant it was dazzling beyond compare.

An extreme cold swept out from Wen Qingye's sword, forming a stark contrast with the extreme heat emanating from the black-robed man.

In the sky, blue and red light shone against each other, clashing constantly.

"Cold Ice Sword Technique, Second Sword: Coldly Arrogant as Ice!"

The One Thought Sword turned a solid ice-blue. Frost began to creep up from its hilt, transforming it into a blue Ice Sword. Fused with the Rock Law and Vibration Law, it slashed directly at the incoming Fire Saber.

The Ice Sword and the Fire Saber collided.

BANG!

The colossal clang of metal rang in everyone's ears, so deafening it felt as if their eardrums would shatter.

In the next moment, the earth moved and the mountains shook as the entire world began to tremble violently.

Wen Qingye felt a world-shaking force travel up his arm. His body flew backward reflexively, and he was slammed heavily onto the ground. A cloud of dust billowed up, instantly obscuring everyone's vision.

WHOOSH!

The black-robed man was also sent staggering back. His robes suddenly tore and whipped about wildly, revealing not a face, but a white, ghost-like mask. A spray of blood flew from his arm.

A clamor erupted across the land!

'So Wen Qingye was defeated after all!'

"Cough, cough..." The black-robed man's body swayed as he looked down at Wen Qingye on the ground, his eyes flaring with killing intent. "Fail to pull out the root, and the weed grows back with the spring wind. Wen Qingye, now, you die!"

Those last three words seemed to have been ripped from the depths of the black-robed man's throat.

SWISH!

His figure transformed into a streak of black light, rushing toward Wen Qingye in the crater.

Seeing this, Xia Qianhe, Bai Xu, Wuu Lie, and the other experts from the three factions grew extremely anxious, their eyes turning red. But the many masters of the Heaven-Burying Sect were desperately blocking their way, leaving them helpless.

Ling Wei, who was rushing over from a distance, felt her heart leap into her throat. Her eyes showed the utmost worry.

"No!"

Although the black-robed man was severely injured, he was still incredibly fast. In less than a moment, he reached the ground. A surge of his Primordial Qi scattered the surrounding dust, and his sharp eyes found Wen Qingye, half-kneeling in a massive crater.

He stretched out a palm and, with surging killing intent and ecstatic joy in his eyes, struck at Wen Qingye.

Everyone's hearts tightened, leaping into their throats.

'Is Wen Qingye, a prodigy of his generation, about to fall?'

The next moment, just as the black-robed man's arm shot toward Wen Qingye, a hand suddenly appeared, blocking his strike.

BOOM!

The two palms collided heavily, releasing a shockwave that surged like an ocean tide. Primordial Qi rolled away from the impact.

The black-robed man's body was sent flying backward like a kite with a snapped string.

Everyone turned pale with shock and looked toward the owner of the hand.

They saw an old man standing there proudly, watching indifferently as the black-robed man flew into the distance.

The old man looked at the crowd and roared, "Hua Lie of the Celestial Profound Sect's Absolute Peak is here!"

Hua Lie!?

The surrounding members of the Heaven-Burying Sect were all startled and stared at the old man.

At that moment, a man and a woman flew to Hua Lie's side.

In the distance, Ouyang and Xia Qianhe paused their fight. Ouyang's eyes fell upon the man next to Hua Lie, and his expression changed abruptly.

"Tangg Guanzhong, you actually came."

The man and woman beside him were none other than Tangg Guanzhong, the Peak Master of Chaotian Peak, and Situ Yun of Purple Bamboo Peak.

Tangg Guanzhong clasped his hands behind his back and sneered, "Ouyang, you dare to slaughter the subordinate kingdoms of my Celestial Profound Sect? Today, there is no road to heaven and no gate to hell for your Heaven-Burying Sect."

"Brother Hua, Brother Tangg, Situ Peak Master, you've come!"

Seeing the three of them, Xia Qianhe's face lit up with joy, and his heart was put at ease. 'With the three of them from the Celestial Profound Sect here, victory is assured,' he thought. 'Their presence is enough to turn the tide of this battle.'

'It seems this place will be the burial ground for the Heaven-Burying Sect.'

The members of the three factions were all ecstatic, their thoughts identical to Xia Qianhe's.

In contrast, the faces of the Heaven-Burying Sect members turned ashen at the sight of the trio. All three were Peak Masters of the Celestial Profound Sect, masters among masters. Any one of them alone could sway the entire battlefield.

Then, when the Heaven-Burying Sect members saw Tangg Guanzhong in particular, their expressions turned to terror. Those who had not lived through that era could never understand the formidability of the Celestial Profound Sect's most glorious generation.

"We're finished. The Celestial Profound Sect sent three Peak Masters, and one of the Celestial Profound Dual Pride on top of that."

"Did we walk into an ambush?"

"What do we do now? We..."

The members of the Heaven-Burying Sect were terrified, their expressions wavering.

In the distance, Jiang Chou, who was fighting Bai Xu, saw Tangg Guanzhong, and his eyes instantly turned blood-red. "Tangg Guanzhong, it's you!"

Tangg Guanzhong saw Jiang Chou, and his laughter echoed through the clouds. "Hahaha, Jiang Chou, to think that after all these years, you still hate me just as much."

Jiang Chou seemed to be grinding his teeth to dust, his eyes shot through with blood. "I hate you. That will never change in this lifetime. I hate you so much I want to eat your flesh and drink your blood!"

Tangg Guanzhong shook his head and snorted. "Hmph. If I hadn't spared you back then for being such a lovesick fool, you would've been a pile of bones long ago."

Hua Lie, who was standing to the side, said, "Junior Brother Tangg, don't waste your breath on him. We came here today to slay the disciples of this Heavenly Burial Evil Cult. He's a dead man walking, so don't waste your words."

Hearing Hua Lie's words, Ouyang's expression turned as dark as water. "You arrived long ago, didn't you?"

Hua Lie looked at Ouyang coldly and said, "That's right. The three of us—my martial sister and brothers—arrived long ago. It was all to lure you out. We just didn't expect a remnant from the Taiyi Pavilion to be here as well."

As soon as Hua Lie finished speaking, the surrounding members of the Heaven-Burying Sect broke into anxious, restless discussion.

A faint sneer appeared on Situ Yun's beautiful face. She said nothing, simply standing impassively behind the two men.

Just then, several more figures flew over from the distance—more than twenty in total. A closer look revealed them to be the Elders and Stewards of the three Peaks.