Chapter 1669: Chapter 1669: The Final Scheme

The other companions also straightened their backs, gripping their longswords tightly. In despair, their former reverence for the Holy Master was gone. They were driven to live or die.

"Make your move. As Holy Court Disciples, we should not be at the mercy of others." The Holy Master slightly bowed, giving everyone a standard swordsman’s bow, showing them his final respect.

Without excess words, with a clear whistle, everyone joined forces to attack the Holy Master. Over a hundred sword lights intertwined, emanating countless star lights.

The Holy Master gazed at them, slowly drawing out that ancient longsword.

At this scene, a sense of pride involuntarily arose in everyone’s hearts. No matter what, being able to make the Holy Master draw his sword was an honor. Even if they died in battle, it was enough to fill them with pride.

"Buzz..." The sword energy surged into the sky, and heaven and earth changed color.

The power of that one sword was so vast and boundless. Being in it felt like being in the boundless void, leaving them feeling so powerless, so helpless.

Everyone rolled back once more, like withered leaves in a storm.

Among all of them, only Ye Lanfeng, Mu Hanyan, and Mu Hanfeng remained standing, but they too were swaying in the storm.

Looking at the figure of the Holy Master outside the barrier, everyone fell into a moment of silence. It was only now that they truly felt the immense strength of the Holy Master!

This was the disparity in power, something that courage or battle spirit simply could not bridge.

The Holy Master glanced at Ye Lanfeng, once again performing hand gestures, and the array was then activated.

The Qi within, the Divine Thought Power, along with the power in his bloodline, gushed out uncontrollably like a flood breaching a dam.

In nearly everyone’s heart, a sense of despair surged.

"Alas, it eventually came to this step." Mu Hanfeng sighed.

What? Everyone looked at him in confusion.

"Shan Ling, do you remember the last set of hand gestures I taught you?" At that moment, the gravely injured Lu Guantian shouted.

"How could I dare forget Master’s teachings?" Qu Shanling shivered, instinctively starting the set of hand gestures that he once considered utterly useless.

The hand gestures numbered just over a dozen, yet they were incredibly mysterious, so much so that even Mu Hanyan couldn’t discern them at first glance.

But Qu Shanling was not lying; anything taught by his Master, regardless of how useless he felt it, he practiced diligently, and had long mastered it thoroughly. By the time he finished speaking, he had already executed most of it, and before anyone could react, he had completed the entire hand gesture set.

"God descends upon the Nine Provinces, reversing Qiankun!" As he finished the last hand gesture, Lu Guantian shouted, also performing a hand gesture.

Everyone felt their bodies lighten, unexpectedly lifted into the air. Turning their heads in surprise, they realized it wasn’t they who had risen, but the entire cemetery, along with the barrier surrounding it, was rising into the air, flying towards the endless void beyond the Heavenly Curtain.

"Shan Ling, remember Master’s words, from now on follow Mu Hanyan..." Lu Guantian’s final cries echoed in their ears.

"Master!" Qu Shanling fell to the ground, tears streaming down like rain.

"Lu Guantian, what are you doing!" The Holy Master’s expression finally changed, shouting in shock.

"Senior Brother, you never believed that the Grand Master had pierced the Heavenly Secret, not knowing that today’s event was already foreseen by him. He had long laid the Qiankun Formation within this cemetery." Lu Guantian coughed out several bouts of blood, smiling bitterly.

"You think this will save them? Even if there is protection from that barrier and the Qiankun Formation, they’re likely heading to certain death in the void!" the Holy Master exclaimed angrily.

"Yes, you’re right, which is why I waited until now to activate the array. In the void, it may be a path of certain death, but at least there’s a glimmer of hope for survival, whereas in your hands, there is none!" Lu Guantian said helplessly.

As he spoke, the entire cemetery had already begun taking Mu Hanyan and the others through the barrier, flying towards the endless void.

Everyone was dumbfounded; no one had expected Lu Guantian to have this last resort. Entering the void was mostly a one-in-a-million chance, but they had no better choice, only leaving it to fate.

"Lu Guantian, do you think this will ruin my plans? Dream on!" The Holy Master gritted his teeth, chasing into the void.

"He’s lost it, really lost it!" Lu Guantian never thought the Holy Master would be so persistent, his expression changed slightly, also wanting to rise and give chase, but as soon as he stood, he collapsed heavily to the ground.

His injuries were too severe; he could no longer stop the Holy Master.

"I’ve done all I can, the rest depends on your luck," Lu Guantian murmured, gazing into the endless void.

Once they entered the void, Mu Hanyan and the others immediately felt a terrifying aura that seemed to devour and shatter everything. Though the cemetery was protected by the barrier, the Qiankun Formation, and even the still lingering Dragon-shaped Guardian from Dragon Ascending Nine Heavens, the feeling was nonetheless profoundly clear.

Raging void currents swept by, clashing with the barrier, creating shrill screams. The entire cemetery continued flying into the void; none knew where they were headed, and none knew if they would survive, or how long they could last.

Suddenly, a clear whistle came from behind, turning their heads, they saw a figure sweeping through the void, pursuing swiftly.

The Holy Master!

All were visibly shocked, seeing the raging currents around like blades, the Holy Master’s long hair danced wildly, his clothes flapping violently. Though he looked somewhat disheveled, it was clear he wasn’t heavily injured.

They knew the Holy Master must be forcibly elevating his cultivation to protect himself, surely unable to maintain it for long, but being able to use flesh and blood to withstand such terrifying void power was astonishing enough.

In a moment, the Holy Master had already blocked the front.

"Stop right there!" the Holy Master bellowed, thrusting his palms out fiercely.

"Boom!" Mu Hanyan and the others felt a sudden halt, their chest’s Qi and blood surged violently, as if suddenly blocked while speeding fast.

"Boom, boom, boom..." As the Holy Master unleashed one palm after another, the entire cemetery, along with the barrier, vibrated continuously, the speed of flight growing slower.

Finally, as the Holy Master struck the final palm, the entire cemetery ceased to move, suspended in the void, returning to silence.

Mu Hanyan and the others felt a surge of discomfort in their chests, with the weaker ones even spitting blood.

Looking at the Holy Master’s wildly dancing hair, giving him a somewhat menacing visage, everyone was once again stunned.

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