The thousand-foot Bodhisattva's True Body stood towering between heaven and earth, reaching out from the sea of clouds, with endless roaring sounds constantly being unleashed, as Manjusri Bodhisattva pointed a finger.

The terrifying and colossal true body suddenly descended, directly targeting Ye Xiangnan.

The endless pressure was instantly released.

"Tricks of the trade!"

Ye Xiangnan let out a cold snort, seeming somewhat disdainful of Manjusri Bodhisattva's methods. Endless Rule Power quickly condensed into a terrifying Dharma Manifestation Illusion around him.

The Heaven and Earth Primordial Energy within a thousand feet was instantly drained, all infused onto his Dharma Image, whose might was in no way inferior to Manjusri Bodhisattva's Dharma True Body.

"Suppress!"

Accompanied by a whisper in the void, the mighty thousand-foot illusion suddenly descended with a terrifying finger, colliding with Manjusri Bodhisattva's Bodhisattva True Body.

"Boom!"

At first, it was eerily silent, but then followed by a terrifying rumble, a sound that spread miles around, shocking countless disciples of the Goddess Palace.

The strength of both sides was unequal; in fact, without the Buddha's presence to suppress, the number of Yang God True Monarchs on Chen Yuan's side exceeded that of Xiang Qianqiu's.

Jiang He, Xu Yan, Chong Xu, Tianxu, Ling Xu, Chen Huaiyi, Zhao Danqing, the Giant Turtle, the elderly True Monarch from Taixu Palace, and Ye Xiangnan, along with Chen Yuan, were a total of eleven.

In contrast, Xiang Qianqiu's side, including the Hall Master of Seven Killings Hall, Dongfang Sheng of Heavenly Demon Hall, Lu Guangsheng, Feng Jiuge, another Yang God True Monarch from Heavenly Demon Hall, and three Bodhisattvas from Spirit Mountain, totaled only nine.

Ordinarily, it would be enough to have two more Yang God True Monarchs, potentially changing the battle's outcome.

But....

The strength of a Martial Artist cannot be simply measured by numbers. Like the likes of Chen Yuan and Xiang Qianqiu, even against an ordinary Yang God True Monarch, they could gain the upper hand even one against three.

Additionally, in the previous battle at Zhen Nan Pass, although all the Immortal Sects revealed their foundations, due to the short timeframe, the strength of Xu Yan and Chong Xu Daoist was not fully restored.

The elderly Yang God from Taixu Palace was already burning out, and this time he was merely exerting his residual strength, with not much prowess in essence.

They each found their opponents.

Xu Yan and Chong Xu Daoist joined forces to block another True Monarch of Heavenly Demon Hall, while the elderly Yang God from Taixu Palace teamed up with the Giant Turtle to hold off State Preceptor Pu Xian Bodhisattva!

"Amitabha."

Moluo, in a white monk's robe, continually exuded a mild compassion from his eyes, yet around him, an eerie white flame was suddenly ignited.

This was a method of the Demon Aspect. Previously, they contended against each other before Zhen Nan Pass, and they essentially merged, present in each other.

This Demon Flame naturally transformed into the Buddha Flame.

The white virtual fire distorted the void with intense emanations, showcasing strength different from that of the Fifth Realm, belonging to the power of the Sixth Realm.

The flame was interwoven with the power of rules.

"Cackle...."

The ancestral master of Seven Killings Hall let out a dry laugh, with a killing aura on his body, also transformed at this moment into a potent black-grey flame, filled with endless murderous intent and brutality.

Seven killings, seven killings, the Dao must be proven through killing.

Even from a distance, the intense killing aura he emitted could still be perceived, merely feeling as if suddenly plunged into an icy cellar, extremely frigid.

"Donor, today is a conflict between Chen Yuan and Xiang Qianqiu father and son. Why don't you and I battle in the Ninth Heaven so as to avoid involving these Yang God True Monarchs, how about it?"

"Good.... for this seat.... you alone.... can.... make a move...." The ancestral master of Seven Killings Hall nodded. Having slumbered for too long, even speaking felt somewhat hindering.

"Virtue!"

Moluo nodded, immediately transforming into a golden light rushing into the Nine Heavens.

The Sixth Realm battle's impact range was too broad; even unintentionally leaked power still wasn't something ordinary Yang Gods could easily withstand.

He also had confidence in Chen Yuan.

As long as he holds back this Immortal of Seven Killings Hall, the subsequent matters should be straightforward.

Not that he didn't want to exert himself, but.... his current state was actually... quite ordinary.

The main reason was that time was too constrained; if he were given half a year or a year to recuperate, he would definitely be able to fully refine and integrate the Demon Aspect, bringing his strength to a peak.

And now, he was still somewhat below his prime.

The opposing ancestral master of Seven Killings Hall, merely displaying his might, allowed him to perceive strength definitely not inferior to his own; he even suspected this was the very figure who founded the Seven Killings Hall initially.

In other words, he might be a figure from a millennium ago.

Not so simple....

Although it's unknown how he prolonged his lifespan to remain so enduring, without a trace of decay, one thing is evident: his strength is not weak.

After Moluo vanished as golden light, the Immortal of Seven Killings Hall glanced at Xiang Qianqiu and also instantly transformed into a gray streamer, chasing after Moluo's figure.

He.... also wanted no part of a needless death battle.

The reason for taking action was merely Xiang Qianqiu's promise concerning the Divine Origin, but wanting him to sacrifice everything for the latter was entirely unrealistic.

What National Religion, what future, meant nothing to him.

What truly mattered was how he could live a bit longer.

No matter the outcome of this battle, what he wanted, Xiang Qianqiu dared not defy!

After the two Sixth Realm Immortals departed, the place thoroughly turned into a chaotic scene of Yang God True Monarchs' skirmish, and... several confrontations between Forming Yang True Masters.