In the Endless Sea Domain, a new storm was brewing at this very moment!

Lei Wang stood proudly with his Soul-Piercing Whip in hand, as waves surged and thunder struck down in the tumultuous storm.

Approaching from the front, Su Xiaoxiao traversed the starry river, holding a star, with Sword Intent condensed to its fullest.

With just a glance at each other, there was a sense of... damn, a will to kill the other.

In their previous battle, Lei Wang’s limbs were all severed, and he fled with bitter resentment.

Su Xiaoxiao was also seriously injured and was carried back.

In terms of victory, owing to losing fewer limbs, Su Xiaoxiao had a slight edge.

In terms of deep-seated hatred, it was present now.

Both deeply wanted to kill the other.

Just from the clash of their auras, the surroundings were in a deadlock, and after they broke apart, Su Xiaoxiao couldn’t help but chuckle.

"You’re injured! Got yourself messed up and got beaten nearly to death, didn’t you!"

The result wasn’t hard to guess; given Yama Hall’s nature, Lei Wang certainly made a considerable blunder, and being punished was the least of his worries.

Su Xiaoxiao sighed with regret; why didn’t he just finish him on the spot!

This naturally tore open the bloody wound of the other and threw salt into it.

Lei Wang was so enraged his teeth were on edge; it was because of this that he had quite a falling out—not just a falling out, but enmity with the other four. When he had the time, Lei Wang had to settle this.

Elder Qiao and the others naturally knew this, so after the shadow of the Reincarnation Disk obliterated the tribulation aura on him, they parted ways with Lei Wang.

One might say they isolated Lei Wang.

Or say Lei Wang isolated himself from everyone else, and it wouldn’t be wrong.

Maybe it was some peculiar fate, Su Xiaoxiao was the first to encounter Lei Wang during the Celestial Dao Sect’s ambush.

Sometimes, the world is indeed unreasonable like that.

Their longstanding grudge barely needed words before they went straight to action.

Su Xiaoxiao’s starry river flowed beneath him, producing an illusion of a bright moon rising into the sky.

As the stars shifted, countless stars rained down like a sudden downpour, and the moon’s glow faintly had the momentum to fix him in place.

Lei Wang’s expression was slightly cold as he transformed into lightning, darting through the meteor shower, repeatedly wielding the Soul-Piercing Whip.

Despite his injury greatly diminishing his capabilities, the Soul-Piercing Whip still provided him with substantial assistance.

Just seeing Su Xiaoxiao not daring to take a direct hit was telling enough.

Yet he also didn’t dare underestimate the other’s attack; he had underestimated Su Xiaoxiao’s murderous prowess before, which led to his limbs being cut off so miserably.

After brief probing, both simultaneously and tacitly stopped their attacks.

In their standoff, their auras deepened; prolonged battle wasn’t a strong person’s fight, finding a flaw for a killing strike was.

Especially for these two, who knew each other well; fighting a long battle was definitely unwise.

After a moment of silence, Su Xiaoxiao moved first, boldly moving up while holding a star.

"Come on!"

Lei Wang was secretly pleased as he transformed into thunder, constantly altering his position amidst myriad electric lights.

Suddenly, the whip was cast out, the Soul-Piercing Whip swept out like a dragon, transforming into a streak of light after leaving his hand.

Su Xiaoxiao simultaneously threw a star, hurling it directly at Lei Wang’s face.

Boom!

Heavens shook, earth overturned, mountains and seas collapsed!

The meteor shattered, the stars turning to phantoms.

But a grin appeared at Su Xiaoxiao’s lips at that moment—it was all within his expectations.

Stab!

Not only did he not retreat, he aggressively advanced, with Sword Intent condensing in this moment as the dispersed starlight converged.

As the Sword Intent formed, a gigantic phantom sword pierced through Lei Wang’s chest.

"Ha ha ha!"

Su Xiaoxiao threw back his head and laughed thrice, but then couldn’t laugh anymore.

The lost Soul-Piercing Whip suddenly re-emerged.

The whip shadows danced wildly behind him, and after several loud cracks, Su Xiaoxiao’s body suddenly trembled, stunned on site as if struck by lightning.

Both spat out blood simultaneously!

This scene was so similar to the past, but with the injuries swapped, Su Xiaoxiao severely wounded Lei Wang, while Lei Wang targeted Su Xiaoxiao’s limbs!

Except Lei Wang was heavily injured first, sustaining further injuries now, whereas Su Xiaoxiao was lucky that the Soul-Piercing Whip was more damaging to the soul, enabling him to keep his limbs, but still...

It hurt like hell!

Su Xiaoxiao broke out in a cold sweat, the damage to his soul couldn’t be underestimated either, the unbearable pain causing him to tremble like a leaf, yet he stubbornly gritted his teeth and endured.

"Doesn’t feel good, does it!"

Lei Wang was teetering like a spent force, but he continuously struggled to stand, his expression twisted with grimace.

If Su Xiaoxiao hadn’t broken it off with his sword, Lei Wang would have ensured his enemy tasted the same pain.

"The taste of being seriously injured back then wasn’t bad either, was it!"

Su Xiaoxiao retorted, turning words back with a snarky remark.

In this bout, he still had the upper hand; once he recovered, finishing off Lei Wang wouldn’t be a big problem.

Lei Wang naturally wouldn’t just resign to his fate; he did suffer this time, but only because he was already injured.

"Next time we fight, only one of us will live."

With the Soul-Piercing Whip in hand, given some time to recover, he had great confidence in killing Su Xiaoxiao.

Then the Soul-Piercing Whip returned to coil at his waist, and lightning flashed, as he made a desperate escape.

"Dead Leg, hurry up and chase!"

Su Xiaoxiao looked anxious, but due to her injured soul, she stood frozen on the spot, only able to watch helplessly as the opponent fled.

The battlefield was not confined to one place; fierce battles were also unfolding in several corners of the Endless Sea Domain.

A group of four, led by Qiao Po, was facing the blockade by four strong cultivators from the Celestial Dao Sect.

"You guys are really like clingy plasters."

Qiao Po frowned, her old face full of impatience, for the Celestial Dao Sect, usually cowardly turtles, were actually initiating attacks today.

Indeed, it was unbelievable that they were the ones who made the first move.

Damn it! It’s all Lei Wang’s fault; if not for him, they wouldn’t have to be doing this tiring work.

Their goal this time was still a swift attack on the Central Continent, but they hadn’t imagined the Celestial Dao Sect would be lying in ambush.

Four against four, even if they couldn’t overpower them, it shouldn’t be hard to hold them equally. Yet, Qiao Po and the others felt increasingly alarmed as the battle went on.

Because it felt as if they were being dragged into a war of attrition by the opponents.

It wasn’t an illusion!

Bian Zhuang’s perception was the most sensitive, and throughout, the opponents had hardly made any moves while they were unable to penetrate the defense.

As the Shadow of Desolation spread across the field, chains continuously pierced through the void, launching strikes at the opponents.

Bian Zhuang’s attacks were swift, but there was always a force continuously blocking these chains, infuriating him to conjure a mountain of blades crushing towards the opponent.

A giant cauldron continuously expanded. Zui Rong had acted, overturning the large cauldron, igniting Nether Fire with the fervor of scorching oil, constantly hammering down.

And under the combined efforts of Qiao Po and Shang Di, an illusion of the Nether River formed, the black, eerie waters seeming real, sweeping towards the four with the intent to dissolve souls and erode bones!

Among various strange phenomena, it seemed they were finally about to succeed, but unfortunately, the four on the other side remained unmoved, like a mountain.

Let alone being injured, their position didn’t even shift under such an assault!

"How is this possible!"

Qiao Po was shocked, staring dumbfoundedly, and at a glance, she couldn’t help but be horrified.

"Something’s wrong, look at them!"

Bian Zhuang noticed something unusual. The formation on the other side was very strange; why did it feel like the three people at the back were pushing one person in front to take the hits?

The others were equally incredulous. Since when did the Celestial Dao Sect become even more shameless than them, resorting to using their own people as shields?

If the other side turned shameless and adopted their tactics, wouldn’t it leave them no path to take?

Bian Zhuang suddenly attacked again, several chains piercing through the air, striking towards the front.

The three from the Celestial Dao Sect pushed Wushang Daoist forward, and the chains dissipated just an inch away from him.

It’s him!

"There’s something strange about this guy!"

This group finally realized something was off, no wonder the opponent didn’t fight back; it was because this human shield was peculiar.

Unwilling to give up, Qiao Po and others attacked several more times, becoming increasingly disturbed with each probe.

It’s like the entranced Wushang Daoist stood unmoved by their attacks, not even a hair being harmed.

This was simply absurd!

In contrast, the three from the Celestial Dao Sect were all smiles.

Fortunately, they never treated Wushang Daoist as a burden, even taking him along in turns whenever they went out.

See, now his usefulness was displaying.

They dared to say that in the Divine Platform Realm, regardless of the level, no one could withstand the supreme treasure Wushang Daoist.

Indeed, Wushang Daoist was treated as a kind of supreme treasure, a defensive treasure they all acknowledged.

Moreover, in real combat, the effect was outstanding; all they needed to do was provoke the opponent to attack and pull Wushang Daoist to the front as a shield.

Run and I’ll chase, escape is impossible!

This was a true depiction. Once Qiao Po’s group realized something was wrong, they naturally didn’t want to deal with this sinister group any longer.

A stone bridge instantly spanned across, carrying the four away in a flash.

On the other side, the three, carrying Wushang Daoist, also slashed through the Celestial Chasm, a step away, relentlessly pursuing.

Especially with the three constantly attacking from behind, forcing their opponents to stop and engage multiple times.

But in each confrontation, the human-shaped defensive treasure made Qiao Po and others gnash their teeth in frustration.

Want to run? Not happening!

Not willing to fight? Even less likely!

After successive confrontations, they were truly disgusted beyond endurance.

Maneuvering and traversing, their figures flickered through every corner of the Endless Sea Domain.

"How about we lure them to the palace and have the Grand Scribe take action!"

Bian Zhuang gritted his teeth, glancing back, and suddenly proposed.

"No!"

Qiao Po refused without thinking; Bian Zhuang’s idea was based on the premise that the opponent would follow.

If the opponent didn’t fall for it, even the palace’s location would be exposed.

"Think of something!"

Zui Rong hurled the large cauldron in frustration, as if breaking the pot since it was already cracked, but it was still easily blocked.

"Damn it, winning or losing doesn’t matter, but that idiot cultivator must die."

Shang Di couldn’t hold back his curses, the cultivator behind, manipulated like a puppet, was infuriating.

If this thing doesn’t die, his Dao heart would collapse.

What is this! What kind of bizarre Dao is he cultivating!

This Dao seed, capable of easily withstanding attacks from cultivators who have entered the Dao, was unheard of. If it indeed matured and bore Dao fruit, who could ever deal with him?