"We also have!" The identity of the Holy Traveler was quite significant, and they took out a wooden blade immediately, entirely blackened, as if struck by Immortal Thunder, covered in cracks, ready to disintegrate at any moment.

"Bai Meng, step back, you take Pei Shuyan and leave first!" Qin Ming transmitted his voice; today he had already engaged in an endless battle with the other side.

He felt a surge of anger, having been ambushed on the return journey, acquaintances dying tragically, and his life-saving Miracle Treasure forced to activate, resulting in significant losses.

Qin Ming knew the decayed fan was likely to be completely ruined today.

He took out the golden silk parasol to protect himself and Tang Yushang, ready to assist Great Grandmaster Yu Gen Sheng at any moment.

"All right!" Bai Meng picked up Pei Shuyan and turned away.

"Thud!" After running several miles, Old Pei's leg fell off.

Bai Meng helplessly picked it up, wrapping Pei Shuyan, who was about to fall apart again, with the Protective Light Screen. He really couldn't afford to lose another part; otherwise, Old Pei might be even more devastated afterward.

On the battlefield, the celestial winds roared, nightfall shattered, and the decayed fan in the hands of the Great Grandmaster indeed wielded far more terrifying power.

Meanwhile, on the opposite side, that pitch-black wooden blade was glowing, with daunting Tao Patterns interwoven, spreading outward. Even though the blade was shedding black ash, about to break, the temporary burst of murderous light was still awe-inspiring.

The blade light shredded the sky full of dark clouds, incredibly frightening, with Blade Qi pouring like a galaxy, illuminating heaven and earth.

With a metallic clang, the blade light cut through.

Boom! Black celestial winds surged, like a destructive "Wind Disaster" descending, similar to the various tribulations ancient cultivators experienced, including crossing the Wind Disaster.

For a moment, this whole region appeared like a vast ocean of blade light, along with an all-encompassing Wind Disaster, omnipresent.

Qin Ming and Tang Yushang moved away, catching up with Bai Meng, carrying him to a more distant Earth Realm.

At the last moment, Qin Ming handed him an Instant Teleportation Talisman, to escape if anything unexpected happened.

And at the center of the battlefield, the two Great Grandmasters wielded Miracle Treasures, exerting themselves to the fullest, charging towards each other.

The whole space was immersed with blade light and Disaster Qi, nearby hills crumbling, boundless woods and flora turned to ashes.

The ground was further torn apart, exploded, forming many abyss-like craters.

Here lay the blade light torrents and Wind Disaster splitting the sky.

This kind of confrontation couldn't be sustained for long; in this era, Grandmasters couldn't battle long-term, and their Weapons were decayed treasures, all about to disintegrate.

In the subsequent upheaval, this stretch of Earth Realm seemed to shatter.

Qin Ming held the golden silk parasol, charging towards the center of the battlefield through the remnants of blade light and Wind Disaster, deeply concerned about Great Grandmaster Yu Gen Sheng.

Tang Yushang followed closely behind, breaking through.

On the other side, the Holy Traveler looked grave, and after assessing the situation a bit, exhaled deeply, stepping onto the battlefield as well.

The wooden blade in the white-haired Grandmaster's hand shattered, leaving only the hilt, while he himself was covered in blood, having been ravaged by the Wind Disaster, looking tattered.

Despite having unmatched blade light protection, it couldn't shield them entirely, leaving him severely injured, bleeding profusely from eyes, ears, nose, and mouth.

On the opposite side, Yu Gen Sheng was still standing, with the decayed fan disintegrated. Blade light scattered over his shoulder, one of his arms vanished, bloodied, even his shoulder blade shattered.

Great Grandmaster Yu Gen Sheng was in a worrying state, missing an arm, covered in blood, gritting his teeth as he stood there fending off the opponent.

"Senior!" Qin Ming worriedly arrived beside him in an instant.

Yu Gen Sheng spoke, "No matter, he's suffering too. Even if I die, I'll drag him down."

Under normal circumstances, after fighting bloodily in the Heavenly Chasm, Yu Gen Sheng was ill-suited to engage in further combat. Now, his condition was terrifyingly poor, unable to stop the opposition.

Yet, Old Yu had resolved himself to pull the foe down with him.

In his eyes, achieving such a height in life and living till now was worth it; he would never allow the promising Qin Ming he cherished to die before him.

Qin Ming couldn't possibly watch him go to his death, signaling Tang Yushang to approach, then activated the Instant Teleportation Talisman!

However, as the three traversed the night sky swiftly, the white-haired Grandmaster and that Holy Traveler actually shadowed them, moving away together.

"Destiny Entanglement Technique!"

The white-haired Grandmaster employed a Secret Technique, locking onto them, with the two mysterious realm visitors accompanying them as they traversed.

Eventually, they appeared in a mountainous region.

At this point, neither side intended to escape anymore, ready to fight to the death.

Silently, Yu Gen Sheng expanded the Heavenly Magnetic Field around him, resembling a black hole emerging, as if dense, tangible magnetic ripples materialized.

"Kill!"

Yu Gen Sheng charged forward, blasting at the white-haired Grandmaster.

With a loud bang, the two fiercely fought with their lives, then retreated instantly. The white-haired Grandmaster's body damaged, incessantly coughing blood.

Yu Gen Sheng's other arm also exploded, rendering both shoulders bare, blood dripping continually, muddying the ground.

"Senior!" Qin Ming rushed over.

"Save your strength, fight that Holy Traveler, don't worry, I'll definitely take the white-haired away!" Yu Gen Sheng said.

He moved forwards shakily, glowing from his legs and trunk despite lacking arms.

Qin Ming didn't retreat, his entire body interwoven with golden threads, densely woven, not only moving on himself but also patching Yu Gen Sheng's body, appearing like countless Golden Needles emerging between them.

He transmitted his voice, "Senior, inject your Heavenly Light into me, let me try to fight."

Yu Gen Sheng refused, "No, your body can't withstand the impact."

However, he felt astounded shortly after, sensing the mystical golden thread, saying, "Your Ultimate Skill... can be discharged through my body!"

At this moment, they seemed bonded together, with Heavenly Light moving, merging, almost as one.

Tang Yushang also approached, injecting her divine substance into Qin Ming's body.

She already knew, Qin Ming's cultivation pathways were entirely capable of accepting and transforming her power.

Facing them, the white-haired Grandmaster sneered repeatedly, stepped forward, and attacked within an instant, not willing to grant them any chance; landing on the mountainous terrain, he was already wielding skill, now unleashing Forbidden Technique.

Crashing!

The world seemed shattered; nearby stone mountains and Primitive Forest burst apart under an intangible force, then exploded comprehensively.

Centered on the white-haired Grandmaster, piercing fist light flew out, with sharp Heavenly Blade patterns emerging, fist and blade resonating, weaving forward, engulfing the opponent.

Behind, the Holy Traveler sneered, "All disintegrated, a spent arrow, yet you dare challenge a Grandmaster in better condition?"

At the place where Yu Gen Sheng, Qin Ming, and Tang Yushang were, countless golden threads shot forward, densely packed, rushing forth, resembling a raining light of Heavenly Immortal, drawn into silky lines, pouring across the heavens and earth.