Immortal Palace of Eternal Life

“Boom!” The sounds of the duel of magic echoed through the mountains, and after a brief silence, the battle in Spiritual Martial City ignited once more.

The nine key nodes of the Nine Gates Celestial Demon Array were located at extremely crucial positions. They not only converted spiritual power to maintain the array's operation but also served as a very important foundation of the entire formation.

The distances between these nine nodes were neither too far nor too close. They just happened to form an almost perfect circle, allowing the pressure borne by the entire array to be shared collectively.

“Buzz, buzz, buzz~”

However, at this moment, even though this arrangement had not yet been damaged, after Zhang Tao successively summoned the Regret Talisman, Forbidden-Breaking Pearl, and other means, the entire array began to tremble slightly.

The newly formed teams of nine cultivators naturally would not miss this opportunity, and immediately launched fierce attacks against the array.

“Bang, bang!”

One magical treasure after another, without a moment's pause, continuously bombarded the distant light barrier glowing faintly red.

“Damn it, the strength of these human attacks has increased by more than just a little compared to before!”

“Is it really necessary to fight like this?!”

The demonic cultivators stationed at the front lines felt the most intense pressure from the increase in attack strength. Meanwhile, both sides' differing positions made it difficult for them to understand each other's feelings.

In Annan Six Continents, the demonic race, as the ruling class, found it hard to think from the perspective of human cultivators. Therefore, in the eyes of many demonic cultivators, the human cultivators outside the array seemed as if they had undergone a transformation, sparing no effort in using their magical power during their attacks.

A sense of desperation and a willingness to fight to the death came rushing forward!

Amidst the rapidly flashing various spiritual lights, some demonic cultivators began to feel afraid as they looked at the “Nine Gates Celestial Demon Array,” which was gradually being shaken, and at the seemingly crazed human cultivators outside the array.

Some demonic cultivators with “quick minds” and “long-term strategies” had already started considering how to save themselves after the array was broken.

……

“Boom!”

In front of the key nodes outside the array, Liu Yu's expression was cold, and his heart was calm, excluding all unnecessary emotions. He was leading nineteen cultivators, fiercely attacking the node he was responsible for, and this had already continued for a while.

According to the changes in the array, the cultivators from the Zhang Clan who understood the formation would provide offensive suggestions, and Liu Yu would adjust the attack rhythm and direction based on those suggestions.

While urging the Setting Sun Golden Rainbow Spear, he also formed hand seals with both hands, releasing waves of third-tier spells.

With Liu Yu's robust foundation as a ninth-grade golden core cultivator and his current mid-stage golden core realm, even a casually cast low-grade third-tier spell could exert the power of a high-grade third-tier spell, posing a threat to late golden core cultivators and late third-stage demonic cultivators.

Moreover, due to his solid foundation at that moment and years of practice, his speed in casting third-tier spells was also quite fast, only slightly slower than controlling magical treasures.

While summoning the Setting Sun Golden Rainbow Spear, Liu Yu could actually also use the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, Flying Star Dart, and Arhat Bowl, but considering issues such as personal image and power, he ultimately chose not to use them.

“Whoosh, whoosh!”

As he activated the extremely powerful life-bound magical treasure and casually unleashed several third-tier spells, Liu Yu's spiritual pressure could no longer be concealed.

Even though his cultivation in qi refinement was only at the mid-stage golden core realm, his spiritual pressure was pressing towards the pinnacle of the golden core.