My Informative Cultivation Life-Chapter 547 - 283: Behind, 105 Red Dust Immortals_2

Within the Wuji Dao Sect, there was a flurry of discussion, and their words fell clearly into the ears of the five Demon Sect ancestors.

They had extraordinary hearing; even the sound of a mosquito could be heard distinctly, let alone the loud conversations people were having with no attempt to hide them?

The five great ancestors of the Demon Sect were furious and heavy-hearted. What they said was right; if it came to a solo fight, the young man before them would undoubtedly tear them apart.

The truth was the truth, unpleasant as it was, they had no choice but to accept it.

"Everyone, what are we waiting for? Don’t hold back any longer. Fight with all your strength!" the Netherworld Sect Ancestor roared.

The Heavenly Demon Sect Ancestor and the others exchanged glances, all nodding gravely.

The man before them was too much of a threat, there was no room for carelessness.

"Take action!" the Heavenly Demon Sect Ancestor shouted.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In a flip of his hand, he actually produced a two-colored banner. It was another Immortal Artifact, and the foundation of the Heavenly Demon Sect was undeniably strong. As the banner waved, an immensely strong force of Yin Yang surged forth.

The force of Yin and Yang enveloped him, converging in a display of power that was earth-shattering. The breath that emanated shook the Nine Heavens, infinite in power and astounding to witness.

"Yin Yang Banner, another powerful replica of an Immortal King Artifact." People could not help but exclaim in surprise.

The Nine Nether Sect Ancestor snorted coldly as a sea of blood roared behind him, rising to the skies in a tidal wave.

The next moment, an enormous skull appeared above the sea of blood. It gave Yang Ji a chilling glance with its hollow eyes from across the void.

"King’s Skull, another Immortal Artifact. The Nine Nether Sect’s foundation truly is powerful; another artifact has emerged just after one was taken!" The sight of those hollow eyes seemed to stop people’s breath.

The Black Demon Sect Ancestor let out a cold laugh, a long spear appearing in his hand. With a fierce shake, the spear erupted in dazzling demonic light, swelling in size like a pillar meant to pierce through heaven and earth.

With a mere tremble of the spear, it seemed as though the Ninth Heavens themselves were punctured, its power unmatched.

"Black Demon Spear, the Immortal Artifact of the Black Demon Sect." People recognized it as a Magical Treasure of the Black Demon Sect.

"Demonic Stone, come!" the Demon God Sect Ancestor commanded in a low voice. With a flip of his hand, a black stone gleaming with dark light appeared. Legend had it that this stone was born beside the Demon Ancestor and contained infinite power.

The Netherworld Sect Ancestor’s gaze was icy as he too took out an Immortal Artifact, the Nether King Sword!

"Blood-Swallowing the World!" the Nine Nether Sect Ancestor roared. The giant skull behind him opened its massive mouth, encompassing the sky and land as it aimed to devour Yang Ji.

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Yang Ji, encircled by the five grand masters, felt his mind violently tremble, a potent sense of danger looming over his entire being.

Without a moment’s hesitation, Yang Ji stopped hiding and flipped out the Time Tower, bellowing, "You have Immortal Artifacts, and so do I!"

Now, the most powerful attacks of the five supreme fighters were coming violently from all directions, enveloping the space entirely and eliminating any chance for Yang Ji to escape.

Yang Ji snorted coldly as the Time Tower hovered above his head, vibrating endlessly, causing the void to distort and dimensions to collapse, imprisoning time and halting all attacks.

"What? What kind of treasure is this? It’s so powerful." Everyone was shocked.

The treasure of the Time-Space Elder was naturally strong!

A brilliant smile appeared on Yang Ji’s face, and at that same moment, he moved.

With one step, his figure flickered, and he was already up close to the Nine Nether Sect Ancestor.

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"He’s not afraid of the giant skull’s gaping mouth?" Seeing this, people were startled.

The King’s Skull behind the Nine Nether Sect Ancestor had a mouth that was large enough to cover the sky, overshadowing an entire region.

Just now, Yang Ji had charged directly into the mouth of the skull, approaching the Nine Nether Sect Ancestor with no sign of fear.

The Nine Nether Sect Ancestor, terrified, retreated rapidly, his fingers trembling as he stammered, "You...you...you..."

Yang Ji gave him a cold smile, and the Time Tower above his head vibrated. Mysterious Dao patterns spread in all directions, with the giant skull being the first to collapse, its vast mouth instantly filled with cracks.

With another shudder, the skull emitted a piercing scream, shattering instantly, returning to its original form of a palm-sized skull, landing in the hands of the Nine Nether Sect Ancestor.

Its Artifact Spirit was directly dispersed by the Time Tower, severely damaging its essence.

"What is this Magical Treasure? It’s also an Immortal Artifact, but why is your tower so terrifying?" The Nine Nether Sect Ancestor was astonished. This ancient tower not only imprisoned their attacks but had also destroyed his Magical Treasure with two shakes, leaving him shocked.

How could it be so powerful if they were Magical Treasures of the same rank?

Yang Ji sneered inwardly but did not reply, instead fixing the ancestor with a steely gaze.

Bai Ziqi inside the tower laughed heartily, full of pride as the Time Tower shook once more.

Whirr!

The might of Time rose like mountains stretching the Sky Firmament, roaring like a celestial river. A single surge washed over everything.

The Nine Nether Sect Ancestor was completely immobilized as the force of Time became a "Time Knife," instantly causing blood to flow from his orifices, his complexion turned pale, his energy noticeably wilting.

"You...what the hell is this Magical Treasure? It can even imprison my mind?" The Nine Nether Sect Ancestor looked horrified, staring at Yang Ji with disbelief and fear in his eyes.

Just now, he had found himself incapable of resisting and was immediately immobilized and severely injured.

"Kill!"

Yang Ji ignored him and roared, lashing out mightily as if a hawk swooping down on its prey, pouncing on the Nine Nether Sect Ancestor with killing intent.