Chapter 1248: Suppressing and Killing a fourth transformation Immortal

The power of that sword light was terrifying to the extreme. Even Xie Luo and Xie Feng felt their hair stand on end. They felt as though a mountain was pressing down on them, unable to move in the slightest.

If even they were like this, there was no need to mention those in the second or first transformation Loose Immortals, much less those juniors who weren't even immortals.

Their eyes were full of shock, unable to comprehend why anyone would dare make trouble during the Xie Clan's ancestral rites.

What frightened them even more was that the attacker's strength was clearly no weaker than the fourth transformation!

Accompanying Xie Zian's angry roar, immortal essence surged madly from him. In the void, lines of ancient runes condensed from immortal essence instantly appeared, forming a barrier that enveloped him.

Instead of retreating, Xie Zian advanced. He soared up to meet the sword light. The sword momentum was instantly dispelled, and Xie Zian's figure vanished from sight. Only the rumbling booms from the void told them the battle above was still raging.

The kneeling native cultivators were frozen in place. The Immortal Gate Forbidden Land had existed for so many years, and they had never heard of such a sight before.

Someone had actually dared strike at an immortal!

The Xie Clan's main branch high-ranking cultivators exchanged glances, their expressions growing incomparably grave.

As the power of the sword light faded, Xie Luo and Xie Feng exhaled in relief and moved up to check the scene. The main branch's high-ranking cultivators wanted to follow right behind, but Xie Luo stopped them. "You all going up there with this level of cultivation won't help Ancestor Zian in the slightest. On the contrary, you'll drag him down. Anyone who dares strike at him must be a fourth-transformation Immortal. They must've been planning their move for many years. This is no sudden attack!"

Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Xie Feng nodded and echoed his words. "Indeed, they didn't do it impulsively. It has to be an enemy Ancestor Zian offended in the past."

The one hundred thousand Xie Clan cultivators present all looked at each other. In their eyes, Xie Zian was an untouchable existence. For such a figure to have enemies, enemies who would dare come on the important day of the ancestral rites, was unthinkable.

Suddenly, one main-line elder locked eyes with Xie Luo and Xie Feng. "Was it you two?"

The cultivators in the bain branch all realized at once, inhaling sharply in shock and anger as they turned to stare at the pair.

Even the cultivators of the branches they had brought showed complicated expressions.

Xie Luo and Xie Feng froze for an instant, then their faces contorted in rage.

Terrifying immortal essence transformed into crushing spiritual pressure, forcing those elders from the main branch to their knees.

"So it really was you!" the first to speak accused in shock and anger. "You dared to strike at Ancestor Zian? Are you betraying the Xie Clan?!"

Xie Luo said coldly, "Use your brains. Even if we don't get along with you guys from the main branch, we wouldn't invite someone to attack Ancestor Zian.

"Moreover, anyone capable of such a strike must be a fourth transformation Immortal. With the foundations of our branches, where could we hire a fourth transformation Immortal to risk their life for us? Ancestor Zian is someone from the Myriad Immortal Palace. What, you think we've grown tired of living?"

Xie Feng let out a string of cold laughs. "No wonder your main branch has declined in recent years with dim-wits like you running around. I can see why none of you can advance to the third transformation."

"If not you, then who else? Who else would dare strike at Ancestor Zian! It must be you two, because you believe he possesses a fourth transformation immortal medicine, and you want it for yourselves!"

"If it were us, you'd already be dead, so why waste words? Once Ancestor Zian deals with the intruder, everything will be clear," said Xie Luo with a shake of his head.

He withdrew the spiritual pressure, allowing the elders to stand again.

The elders thought for a moment, their frowns deepening. It really didn't seem likely that the second and third branches would do such a thing.

Xie Zian's death wouldn't bring them any benefit. On the contrary, the Myriad Immortal Palace would even put them in a difficult position.

A main branch elder gave a cold snort. "Then we'll wait until Ancestor Zian deals with the enemy, and then we'll speak again."

Everyone looked up toward the heavens, but such beings had already fought up into the ninth sky. Even the third transformation experts present could not see the battle clearly.

Yet they all had full confidence in Xie Zian. Even Xie Luo and Xie Feng did not think he would lose.

He was the expert in the Xie Clan who was most likely to advance to the fifth transformation! In the Ancient Desolate Realm, even fourth transformation Immortals were rare, capable of dominating an entire region.

To have reached such a height required not only talent and opportunity, but great capability.

Xie Luo and Xie Feng themselves had become third transformation Immortals because their starting point was far above ordinary cultivators. Xie Zian, however, had risen to where he was from an extremely disadvantaged position.

Such a man, they had to admit, they deeply respected.

The sounds of battle gradually faded.

Everyone exchanged glances. They knew the fight was about to end.

A vast tide of immortal essence erupted in the sky, surging in all directions like rolling waves.

For a moment, countless plants and creatures were nourished by immortal essence, undergoing transformation.

The originally barren Xie Clan ancestral star now showed signs of spiritual revival.

"This is..."

Xie Luo and Xie Feng looked at each other in shock. They had thought Xie Zian might drive the intruder away, but they hadn't expected he would kill them!

"To suppress and kill a fourth transformation Immortal... Worthy of Ancestor Zian..." Xie Luo murmured.

The elders of the main branch were ecstatic, and their juniors let out excited roars.

After today, the Xie Clan would have another illustrious battle achievement. News of it would surely shake the surrounding land.

Just then, a figure plummeted straight down, smashing into the ground before them with a blast. The impact was so great that he bounced several times before lying flat.

Xie Luo and the others glanced at the body and froze.

The Xie Clan cultivators suddenly felt their chests tighten. An invisible hand seemed to grip their throats, stealing their breath away. Their hearts pounded wildly, cold seeping into their limbs and bones.

The cultivators who had been kneeling on the ground stared at the scene before them in disbelief.

The person who fell was clearly the immortal who had just been in the seat of honor!

This Immortal... was dead?

Xie Zian's corpse bore a massive sword wound, stretching from the center of his brow all the way down his body. The flesh was turned inside out, hideous to behold. His eyes were wide open, unblinking in death. On closer inspection, they still held traces of disbelief, unwillingness, and venomous hate.

Xie Luo and Xie Feng instinctively took a step forward, only to see Xie Zian's corpse wither into sand before their eyes, scattering into the air.

Xie Zian's wandering soul slowly stood up from the ground, looking around in confusion. He tried to speak to Xie Luo and the others, but they could not see him.

Suddenly, he turned toward the crowd. His gaze roamed for a moment, then locked on Fang Chen.

"It's you!?" exclaimed Xie Zian, face contorting with shock.

How could this little cultivator from the Killing Spiritual Division be here!?