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The battlefield was enveloped in a heavy gloom.

The number of Soul Condensing Monks who came to the Immortal Martial Battlefield this time had long since exceeded a thousand, and the majority of them had come with the intention of slaying Chu Zheng.

"Is Chu Zheng really here? I'm afraid that might not be the case. If I were Chu Zheng, I would have left long ago," one monk said.

"With so many Soul Condensing Monks here, even a cultivator with Divine Infant Great Ability wouldn't dare to face them head-on. Chu Zheng has probably fled by now," another added.

The slightly eerie atmosphere on the battlefield made many cultivators anxious, and they whispered among themselves.

Most cultivators were skeptical about whether Chu Zheng was actually there since it was common sense that Chu Zheng wasn't foolish enough to confront the major Holy Lands head-on.

The cultivators who entered the battlefield mostly brought with them Shadow Retention Walls to report the situation within the Immortal Martial Battlefield back to the various Holy Lands.

The entire Southern Region was paying close attention to the outcome of this battle, which was relevant to the distribution of power in the Southern Region for the next ten thousand years.

Meanwhile, under the battle flag of the Taixuan Holy Land, numerous Soul Condensing Monks scanned the entire battlefield with keen eyes, the majority of them holding Shadow Retention Walls in their hands.

Their purpose was to prevent the cultivators above the Divine Infant level from the other major Holy Lands from making secret moves. So long as they obtained evidence, the Immortal Alliance would later make judgments.

If any Soul Condensing Monks relied on Spirit Pills to make a temporary breakthrough on the battlefield, they would also be able to detect it promptly and then stop it.

A breakthrough on the battlefield wasn't forbidden, but the implications of taking action after such a breakthrough would be completely different.

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Chu Zheng, hidden in the void, observed the gradually increasing number of cultivators around him. He flipped his hand and took out the Hidden Dragon List, employing the Heavenly Divination Technique.

After a moment of sensing, he couldn't help feeling somewhat disappointed.

The number of outstanding cultivators from the Hidden Dragon List who joined this hunt wasn't many—just over a dozen.

Among the cultivators who had come, the majority were Outer Sect Deacons and Elders from the Holy Lands; these were the main forces.

The Heavenly Fate carried by these prodigies from the Hidden Dragon List was too important for Chu Zheng. If he had enough Heavenly Fate, he might even have the chance to step into the Refine Spirit Realm before the Great Tournament of Ten Thousand Sects began.

If he could step into the Refine Spirit Realm, everything would be drastically different. Beyond Refine Spirit lay Returning to Void and Dao Integration; one step further, and one would become a Human Immortal.

Mastering many grand Divine Skills and if he could find a few Spiritual Treasures to accompany him, he would be able to traverse the universe on his own and leave Cangyun.

After stepping into the Refine Spirit Realm, even between universes, he could continue cultivating, absorbing Astral Qi to nourish his body and move freely.

Watching many cultivators stepping into the range of the Sword Array, Chu Zheng's breathing grew heavy. Mana surged wildly within his body as he combined fingers to activate a spell, and in an instant, he moved thirty-six Heavenly Aura Swords.

Hum—

A light screen suddenly rose, enclosing a thousand feet around, sweeping more than fifty Soul Condensing Monks into it, silencing all movements.

Within the Sword Array, it instantly transformed into a hellish sea of fire, with tiny sparks falling like raindrops, each carrying countless hidden sharp sword shadows.

The Heavenly Aura Sword was of the Fire Attribute, and its strongest aspect was the Fire Domain. Without hesitation, Chu Zheng activated the strongest Fire Domain within the Minor Five Elements Sword Formation.

Puff puff puff—

In an instant, eight Soul Condensing Monks perished. Their blood had not yet splashed before their bodies were dried up by the fierce sea of fire, turning to ash.

An additional dozen or so cultivators were wounded by the Sword Qi, poison from the fire entering their bodies, their complexions turning crimson as their insides burned.
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The sharpness of the Minor Five Elements Sword Formation was terrifying, completely beyond what flesh and blood could withstand. Even Vestment robes of Magic Treasure level were as fragile as thin paper before the Heavenly Aura Sword.

Even though the majority of the Heavenly Aura Swords were incomplete, retaining only a fraction of their original power, they remained treasures of Sixth Order, on the same level as Spiritual Treasures, and their sharp edge was naturally incomparable to ordinary Magic Treasures.

After activating the Sword Array, Chu Zheng's Magical Yuan Qi was instantly drained, quickly replenished by the recovery panel.

In terms of sheer mana, he was already not far behind the Soul Condensing Monks, and besides, with the recovery panel on hand, he had no fear of a war of attrition.

"It's a Sword Array! We've been ambushed!" one monk shouted.

"With so many of us here, what is there to fear? Break through it by force!" another cried out.

Even though eight people had died in an initial encounter, the several dozen Soul Condensing Monks in the Sword Array only fell into disarray for a moment before quickly regrouping, beginning to work together to charge out of the formation.

Within a few breaths, they had broken through the raging sea of fire, but what met their eyes was not the Immortal Martial Battlefield, but rather an endless ocean.

Above the sky, continuous sheets of rain connected with the heavens, with flashes of lightning occasionally appearing, and each raindrop likewise hid countless sword shadows, with sword light flickering, indistinguishable between true and false.

Chu Zheng, observing from high above, had a cold gaze. Within his Dantian, the Yin Yang Dual Qi welled up, bringing forth the brilliance of thunder.

He seized the moment to trigger the Thunder Method, hiding it within the sweeping rain, and in the blink of an eye, he inflicted heavy wounds on several Soul Condensing Monks.

In the Sword Array, being severely injured was akin to sounding the death knell; within a few breaths, the cultivators who were hurt were torn apart by the rain curtain, their blood spattering warmly.

After leaving behind over a dozen corpses once again, the group of Soul Condensing Monks struggled out of the rain curtain, only to fall into a world of gold. This time, there was no fiery rain or thunder, but rather countless wielding Golden Divine Swords with their fierce auras revealed.

Cultivators summoned various colored Magic Treasures, placing them in front of themselves. Constantly activating Magic Treasures for defense required a great deal of mana, and given their vast consumption in the previous two formations, they were already greatly depleted.

Now, within a few breaths, their mana began running low.

This was also the reason Chu Zheng had chosen to fight in this place. In the Land of Absolute Spirit, there wasn't sufficient Spiritual Energy for the cultivators to replenish their mana, leaving them to be gradually worn down by him.