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The air reverberated with a deafening roar, as if the entrance to the Ancient God Battlefield were a slumbering giant awakening, releasing surges of energy that heralded the opening of the portal.
"The time has come! Everyone, work together to break the barrier!" The Grand Elder's voice boomed like thunder as he soared into the air, his spiritual energy boiling around him. He was the first to launch a fierce assault on the indestructible barrier.
The elders of the Four Great Academies' Shenzong also sprang into action, unleashing their ultimate techniques in unison against the barrier. In an instant, the colors of heaven and earth shifted, and spiritual energy surged wildly.
As time passed, the brilliance of the barrier gradually dimmed, cracks spreading like a spider's web until finally, a gap large enough for a person to pass through appeared.
One individual near the barrier, seeing the opening, immediately rushed toward it.
"Don’t go in!" The Grand Elder shouted urgently, but it was too late.
As soon as that person touched the edge of the barrier, a violent storm erupted from within like a ravenous tiger pouncing on its prey, unleashing an irresistible pull.
Faced with the raging storm, terror flashed across his face.
"Ah!"
In the next moment, he was completely sucked in, his body torn to shreds before terrified eyes.
Witnessing this scene, those who had been eager to move forward immediately halted in their tracks, their faces filled with shock.
From the direction of the Ten Provinces, someone wept bitterly; the one who had just perished was an outstanding Tian Jiao from Ten Provinces.
But at that moment, no one felt sympathy.
They all realized the brutality of this battlefield; a moment's carelessness could lead to death.
"The storm inside is still unstable; those lacking strength should wait outside!" The Grand Elder's voice echoed in that place as the barrier was completely shattered.
The young disciples' expressions turned grave at his words.
They had all witnessed what had just happened; now was when the external storm was at its most ferocious. To rush in recklessly would only result in being torn apart.
After some contemplation, the vast majority chose to wait outside until the storm weakened before entering.
"You few—except for Lin Aoxue—should not act rashly." The Grand Elder's words carried an undeniable warning.
In his eyes, even Han Qinghou, who had already condensed Divine Status, was not qualified to forcefully enter under such intense storm conditions.
Whoosh!
At that moment, from the direction of Heavenly Dao Academy, a brilliant firelight shot through the sky like an enraged dragon breaking free from the sea and swiftly surged into the barrier.
That figure was Yan Jun, wearing an unruly smile on his lips as he strode confidently forward.
Everyone's gaze instantly focused on the scene, where the storm raged like a ferocious beast, violently tearing at his body.
Incredibly, those rampaging winds left no trace on Yan Jun's rock-solid physique, as if they were mere mud in the sea.
"Hmph!" Yan Jun scoffed disdainfully, then strode confidently into the depths of the barrier, his figure disappearing completely from view.
This moment stirred the crowd into action.
It was too easy; had the storm weakened?
In my opinion, that person was simply too weak to dare to charge in with just a Four-Star Grandmaster's cultivation. If it were a Peak Grandmaster, it would be a different story altogether.
Encouraged by others, a Peak Grandmaster gritted his teeth and flew toward Liu Guang.
Ah!
In the next instant, amidst a painful scream, his flesh and blood were torn to shreds.
The storm must have grown stronger again!
Someone spoke up, but before he could finish, Lin Tian calmly stepped forward and vanished from sight.
It was then they realized that it wasn't that the storm was too strong; rather, compared to the top-tier Tian Jiao, their own strength was simply too weak.
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