Ch. 1812 - One After Another Takes The Stage

Among the crowd, Demon Peak’s strength was already considered quite impressive.

As the Saint Son of the Giant Mountain Lineage, everything Demon Peak cultivated was part of that Lineage’s supreme techniques. In particular, once members of this Lineage grew gigantic, both their defense and offense became astonishing.

Even so, he had still been blasted into a sorry state by a single bolt of lightning.

If not for his powerful regenerative ability, he would probably have been a bloody mess by now.

The expressions of everyone present grew solemn.

“Everyone, let’s join forces,” Shen Hongrong said. “First suppress this peach tree, then each of us can rely on our own abilities to compete for the peaches.”

Behind her, black-purple wings flapped rapidly. A black storm began to gather, sand and stones flying as the sky darkened.

The others nodded in agreement.

Zhao Jinwu waved his hand, and a torrent of flames erupted. He had already cultivated the Golden Crow Flame.

This was the greatest reason he could become the Saint Son of the Fire Crow Lineage.

Heaven-piercing flames turned into a towering fire pillar that directly engulfed the peach tree.

On the other side, Saintess Qing rapidly formed seals with her hands. Spiritual energy surged violently in the void and transformed into a male and a female celestial luan, which flew forward at high speed.

As for Zhao Qiuyi, she held the Innate Absolute Zero Sword.

White light radiated from her body. The light was dazzling, yet it froze everything. She and the sword seemed to merge into one.

The Innate Absolute Zero Sword had been the personal weapon of the Ice Lineage’s ancestral masters through the generations. Holding this sword not only represented recognition from the ancestors, but also allowed the wielder to draw upon the residual power they had left behind.

The five of them were almost going all out.

As for the sixth person, Wang Qianjun of the Sun-Moon Lineage, he did not rush to act. The sun and moon on his forehead glowed simultaneously, as if he were brewing something.

At this moment, several attacks struck the peach tree, yet they seemed insufficient.

The massive trunk of the peach tree trembled lightly.

Several purple leaves drifted down from its branches.

One leaf transformed into a torrent of lightning that directly struck down the celestial luan summoned by Saintess Qing.

Another leaf became a lightning spear. The spear shot forth like a dragon and cleaved Zhao Jinwu’s Golden Crow Flame in half.

Another leaf, mingling thunder and fire, clashed directly with the Innate Absolute Zero Sword.

One leaf transformed into a lightning tombstone. Wherever the tombstone stood, everything was suppressed, and the Witch Crow storm was instantly crushed.

Another leaf turned into a giant hand, wrapping around Demon Peak and preventing him from breaking free.

One leaf, one phenomenon. Each phenomenon formed a heavenly spectacle.

With only five leaves, the peach tree had already dealt with everyone.

“This is just too...” Demon Peak said with a bitter expression, unable to finish his sentence.

“Everyone, don’t hold back anymore, or there won’t be another chance,” someone urged.

“I did hold back,” Shen Hongrong said grimly, “but judging by this situation, even if we don’t, I’m afraid we still can’t do anything to the Earth-Heart Mother-Thunder Peach Tree.”

Saintess Qing, however, took it in stride and smiled. “I used to feel unconvinced when Ye Qingcheng became Jade Court’s Saintess, thinking I was no worse than her. But she managed to pluck a peach from this tree. Now, I’m convinced.”

Zhao Jinwu said nothing, but his expression was equally unpleasant. He had always been extremely confident, and this was the first time he had suffered such a heavy blow.

“Everyone, let’s go all out one more time,” Shen Hongrong said. “If it still doesn’t work, we’ll stop. How about that?”

After all, many disciples were watching from the surroundings.

If they kept taking hit after hit, it would not be good for their reputations.

Even geniuses needed to save face.

“I’ll go first,” Demon Peak snorted coldly.

The muscles all over his body tightened, each sinew bulging and knotting together.

He raised his head, his eyes suddenly turning blood-red, like an enraged wild bull.

“Giant Mountain Charge,” he roared, slamming straight toward the peach tree.

It was as if nothing could withstand this blow.

“Just brute force,” Zhao Jinwu said coldly.

The Golden Crow Flame around his body burned furiously, covering him completely.

Suddenly, the cry of a Golden Crow echoed through the heavens. Zhao Jinwu transformed his body into a Golden Crow.

Beastly might surged like a vast sea as he charged forward, his form like a blazing sun illuminating eternity.

Shen Hongrong was also enveloped in black energy, transforming into a crow.

She was the Saintess of the Witch Crow Lineage.

This crow was not an ordinary crow.

Their Lineage possessed mixed blood of humans and crows, considered a type of half-demon.

What they cultivated was the legendary witchcraft.

The heritage of this Lineage ran deep.

Jade Court had existed for billions of years up to the present era.

In the most ancient primordial times, they were already around.

Jade Court had produced seventeen Queen Mothers of the West.

This was an astonishing fact.

Across such a long span of time, there had only been seventeen Queen Mothers.

That was because each generation of Queen Mother had an extremely long lifespan.

This was not only related to the techniques they cultivated, but also to the life-extending effects of the peach trees.

That was the heaven-defying nature of the peaches.

The current Queen Mother had ruled Jade Court for thirty million years.

Within Jade Court, the Queen Mother held supreme authority. Even peaches could be enjoyed exclusively by her.

Among the seventeen generations of Queen Mothers, one of them had been the founder of the Witch Crow Lineage.

Back then, the Witch Crow Lineage had been even more prosperous than today’s Immortal Lineage. It had been the true main Lineage.

Although it had declined somewhat, its strength was still formidable.

At this moment, black energy slowly spread around Shen Hongrong.

“Witchcraft: Heavenly Demon Sovereign Chaos!”

She gave a soft shout. In an instant, her long hair flew wildly, and her eyes exploded with purple light.

Countless flocks of black crows burst forth from behind her.

Unlike the Golden Crow, Witch Crows were only palm-sized and looked extremely small.

Yet these tiny Witch Crows now numbered in the tens of millions, densely covering the sky and blotting out everything.

Their method of attack was peculiar. As they gathered together, they formed a devouring force.

They swallowed heaven and earth.

As for Zhao Qiuyi, she had remained silent the entire time.

The cold of the Innate Absolute Zero Sword in her hand grew ever more intense as she spoke four words, “Absolute Zero.”

Each word seemed to carry the Dao of Ice.

Saintess Qing of the Heavenly Luan Lineage had two beams of light rotating in her eyes.

The sharp beams shot into the void, stirring the wind and clouds, piercing the sky, and twisting heaven and earth.

“Heavenly Luan Void Seal,” Saintess Qing shouted as she waved her hand.

This power was seized by her, and the void rippled outward as everything was sealed in place.

As for Wang Qianjun, he had not acted at all from the beginning, continuously brewing something.

Now, his eyes suddenly snapped open.

At some point, a blazing sun and a bright moon had appeared in the sky.

The sun and moon fused together, slowly rising, radiating and reflecting each other.

“Sun-Moon Dharma Seal!” Wang Qianjun shouted softly.

His momentum was the most overwhelming of all.

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