Chapter 70

Ding Yue felt the urgency and fully activated the treasure lamp. Then, a precious seal flew out, striking at the Daoist who held the lamp.

At the same time, the coffin pushed open slightly, revealing a deep, dark crack.

Instantly, Ding Yue's heart turned cold, and even his primordial spirit trembled, feeling as if it were about to be extinguished, causing him to be greatly alarmed.

But the light from the treasure lamp on his head shone brightly, and a true fire exploded, instantly restoring Ding Yue.

Even so, Ding Yue's primordial spirit remained somewhat listless, his qi and blood seemingly depleted, making him look as if his lifespan was about to end. Although he still had the same appearance, he felt like an old, frail man.

Seeing this, the Daoist who held the lamp was about to advance and attack again, using great divine powers. However, Ding Yue's precious seal had already arrived.

Seeing this, the Daoist who held the lamp reached out and struck, emitting divine light, trying to knock the seal away. At the same time, his other hand, with a more restrained divine light, struck at Ding Yue.

"Boom!"

The Not-Enough Seal fell, unexpectedly crushing the large hand the Daoist who held the lamp had emitted. It continued to press down on the Daoist without stopping.

The Daoist who held the lamp instantly turned pale, his body moving to dodge.

But the Not-Enough Seal itself possessed a powerful force, making his body hesitate. The seal grazed the Daoist's arm, instantly shattering it and tearing his Daoist robe.

"Bang!"

However, the Daoist's previous palm strike also hit Ding Yue, sending him flying, his Daoist robe torn and his body showing cracks, his skin wrinkled.

Both were injured!

But the Daoist who held the lamp was unconcerned. With a flick of divine light, his Daoist robe was restored, covering his body.

As for his broken arm, he ignored it, moving his hand to make the Netherworld Treasure Lamp resist the Purple Mansion Clear Heart Lamp. Then, a coffin appeared, sliding gently.

Ding Yue's face was haggard, his primordial spirit beginning to scatter, on the verge of collapse.

Ding Yue was extremely shocked. The power of a Great Perfection Immortal made him feel suffocated, a great fear of life and death enveloping him, making his Daoist heart unstable and his Daoist foundation damaged.

"Run!"

Ding Yue quickly released several Mystic Turtle Shields to protect himself, his body retreating explosively. Even the treasure lamp could not be retrieved for the moment.

"Want to run? Leave the supreme treasure of our sect behind."

The Daoist who held the lamp laughed lightly, taking a step and approaching Ding Yue, striking out with a palm, instantly knocking away a Mystic Turtle Shield, sending debris flying. Ding Yue's face turned pale, and he spat blood, retreating.

"Suppress!"

Seeing this, the Daoist who held the lamp was about to press Ding Yue under his palm!

But at this moment, a loud explosion came from a distance, a green light flashing, its aura rising, suppressing a vast area of tens of thousands of miles.

"Want to suppress my sect's disciple? Let me suppress you!"

A cold voice echoed, making the Daoist who held the lamp's face change instantly.

The green light flashed, merging into the formation, revealing a figure.

It was none other than the Daoist Duobao.

Originally, the Daoist Duobao was heading to the Biyou Palace on the order of the sect leader. However, halfway through, he sensed the fluctuations of a battle. The divine sense of a Great Perfection Immortal was extremely powerful, and since he was not far away, the Daoist Duobao naturally sensed the aura of the Supreme Clarity Immortal Technique.

Thus, the Daoist Duobao hurriedly came, just in time to see the Daoist who held the lamp suppressing Ding Yue. This made him, who was already in a bad mood, extremely angry, disregarding the Daoist who held the lamp's seniority.

The Daoist who held the lamp's Daoist heart was stable, and he instantly calmed down, seeing the Daoist Duobao arrive. However, his hand did not stop, but rather pressed down even faster, trying to capture Ding Yue.

But Ding Yue would not sit and wait for death. Using the last bit of his magical power, he recalled the treasure lamp to protect himself, blocking the Daoist who held the lamp's half-pressed attack.

"Hmph!"

The Daoist Duobao coldly snorted, facing the veteran Great Perfection Immortal, the Daoist who held the lamp, who had entered the realm of Great Perfection earlier. He immediately attacked, a punch colliding with the Daoist who held the lamp's palm.

The Daoist who held the lamp's face changed drastically, retreating several steps, looking at the Daoist Duobao with a mix of surprise and suspicion, his face unusually dark.

The Daoist Duobao, his body swaying, also retreated several steps, matching the Daoist who held the lamp.

Taking this opportunity, Ding Yue quickly swallowed some elixirs he had refined, restoring his magical power and stabilizing his injuries. He also transmitted the details of the incident to the Daoist Duobao.

"Good disciples of the Orthodox Sect, daring to scheme against my sect's disciple, seeking death!"

The Daoist Duobao said coldly, his eyes filled with anger and a hint of killing intent. His body flickered, and a punch, carrying boundless wind, struck at the Daoist who held the lamp.

The Daoist who held the lamp, unable to dodge, could only use his divine powers to resist. The Netherworld Treasure Lamp emitted a bright light, protecting him. Moreover, the divine light on his body flickered, and his broken arm regrew, restoring to its original state.

The Daoist who held the lamp reached out, and the jade ruler that had been stabilizing the formation flashed, transforming into a three-foot-long jade ruler, falling into his hand.

Holding the jade ruler, the Daoist who held the lamp quickly swung it, softly chanting, "Pardon!"

Instantly, divine light spread, patterns extending out, trapping the Daoist Duobao.

"Split!"

The Daoist Duobao softly chanted, his body emitting divine light, a powerful force breaking through the trap. His body flickered, appearing in front of the Daoist who held the lamp, a punch striking the Daoist's treasure lamp.

"Buzz!" The treasure lamp trembled, the firelight dimming, forcing the Daoist who held the lamp to retreat several steps.

"Truly the first disciple of the three sects!"

The Daoist who held the lamp's eyes narrowed, praising, one hand turning black, emitting black light, striking at the Daoist Duobao.

The Daoist Duobao, regardless of the other, continuously punched, his strong body colliding with the Daoist who held the lamp's palm, unleashing boundless power, dispersing the Daoist's divine power, not affecting the Daoist Duobao at all.

The Daoist who held the lamp's face changed, quickly changing his move, drawing a line, forming a coffin, which opened with a loud bang, not just a crack, but the entire lid opening.

Instantly, a heart-wrenching aura spread, making the Daoist Duobao's face change, stopping his steps.

Following this, the Daoist Duobao's brows furrowed, his eyes showing surprise. His body was surrounded by Supreme Clarity divine light, his immense magical power vibrating, making black qi emerge from his body.

Taking this opportunity, the Daoist who held the lamp's eyes narrowed, his hand black as ink, striking the Daoist Duobao's right arm.

In an instant, the Daoist Duobao's right arm's skin withered, his qi and blood scattered, hanging limply.

"Scatter!"

The Daoist Duobao's eyes flashed, shouting loudly, like a great bell, shaking the heavens and earth. Instantly, his body's Supreme Clarity divine light surged, like thunder, making the black qi dissipate.

Then, the Supreme Clarity divine light spread to his right hand, restoring its luster in an instant!

Taking the opportunity, the Daoist who held the lamp's palm continuously struck, his momentum rising, the coffin hanging in the air, its aura continuously entangling the Daoist Duobao.

This made the Daoist Duobao have to dodge and defend, temporarily taking the upper hand!

Ding Yue, meanwhile, had already retreated to the side. The battle between the two Great Perfection Immortals was too intense for him to bear, so he retreated a bit further.

After taking some elixirs, Ding Yue finally restored some of his divine power and stabilized his injuries.

But he could not laugh. The injuries were caused by a Great Perfection Immortal, and the Daoist who held the lamp's divine powers were bizarre, directly reducing his Daoist cultivation by several hundred years, making his Daoist foundation unstable, and his recently advanced cultivation fluctuating, feeling like it might drop.

This made Ding Yue focus, quickly using the immense merit light to cleanse his divine body, eliminating the residual power of the Daoist who held the lamp, and using great merit to stabilize his realm, keeping the treasure lamp suspended above his head, suppressing himself.

After finishing his own affairs, Ding Yue looked at the Daoist Duobao's side.

He found that the battle between the two Great Perfection Immortals had made the entire formation unstable, damaging it significantly. The nine Mystic Turtle Banners were continuously shaking, maintaining the formation's operation.

Turning his head, Ding Yue saw Guangchengzi and Taiyi Zhenren hiding in a corner of the formation, healing their injuries, unable to leave the formation.

Both Guangchengzi and Taiyi Zhenren were severely injured, their karma ignited, which would damage their Daoist foundation.

Guangchengzi was still okay, as the karma fire burned for a short time, reducing his Daoist cultivation but only making his Daoist foundation somewhat unstable. He could stabilize it by practicing well on the mountain.

But Taiyi Zhenren was different. His cultivation was only at the middle stage of the Great Perfection realm, and he was severely injured. This time, not only did his Daoist cultivation suffer a great loss, but his Daoist foundation was also significantly damaged, not much different from the previous Qingxu and Daoxing.

Ding Yue's eyes narrowed, and he quickly made a gesture, making the formation rumble, the Mystic Turtle Banners shifting.

The formation, which originally covered thousands of miles, instantly shrunk to just a few dozen miles.

The formation moved away from the two Daoists, but it enveloped Guangchengzi and Taiyi Zhenren.

Fortunately, Guangchengzi still had some magical power, and his spiritual treasures emitted a bright light, protecting the two.

But although the formation's power had decreased significantly, both were severely injured and could not break through the formation. The boundless evil qi rolled and washed over them, making their faces change, and they could only use all their strength to support their spiritual treasures.

Seeing this, the Daoist who held the lamp wanted to help Guangchengzi and Taiyi Zhenren, moving the jade ruler, which flashed, piercing through the formation!

But the Daoist Duobao seized the opportunity, his eyes flashing, and a golden hammer appeared in his hand, emitting golden light, its aura subtly moving.

With a wave of his hand, the Daoist Duobao quickly struck the Daoist who held the lamp's treasure lamp with the golden hammer.

"Bang!"

With a loud noise, the Netherworld Treasure Lamp's light flickered, almost extinguishing, only a few sparks remaining. The lamp itself flew out of the Daoist who held the lamp's hand, landing nearby.

"Puff!"

The Daoist who held the lamp spat out a mouthful of blood, his body retreating explosively, his Daoist robe torn, his body showing cracks, blood flowing all over.

The Daoist who held the lamp's eyes showed shock, no longer calm, retreating rapidly.

But the Daoist Duobao pressed his advantage, quickly following up, the golden hammer striking again...