Oh no! My grandmother made me shoulder the responsibility for eight households!

Chapter 521 The Devastating Battle of the Five Major Factions

Kunlun Domain.

Jiang Xuan stood atop the mountain, his white robe soaked in blood, making it impossible to distinguish which parts were his and which belonged to the monster.

His face was deathly pale, and his hand holding the sword was trembling.

Xiao Yi and several elders stood behind him, and their situation wasn't much better.

Some people had broken arms, some had a broken bone in their chest, and their breath smelled of blood, like a bellows.

The mountain-protecting formation has been shattered, its base reduced to a pile of rubble.

The square in front of the mountain gate was littered with corpses, some of them extraterrestrial beings, others of Kunlun Domain disciples, piled up in layers, making it impossible to distinguish one from another.

The blood had stained the bluestone slabs of the square black, and the smell was enough to make you want to vomit.

In mid-air, the True Monarch-level extraterrestrial creature was wreaking havoc on the plaza.

It is entirely black, covered in scales, and has two curved horns on its head, with the tips pointing forward like two scimitars.

He smashed a side hall to pieces with a single palm strike.

"Boom—"

Pebbles flew everywhere, and dust filled the sky.

Several disciples were caught off guard and trapped under the rubble. Their screams rang out but quickly disappeared, as if something had snapped them off.

It opened its mouth, and a black flame spewed from its throat, sweeping across the square.

The corpses on the ground were set on fire, and the air was filled with the stench of burning garbage.

Jiang Xuan gritted his teeth, wanting to make a move.

However, he had exhausted all his true energy, even using his explosive techniques. He had no other choice but to burn his lifespan.

But he had not yet resolved to burn his life, because even if he did, it would be of no use.

Xiao Yi wanted to rush forward, but as soon as he took a step, his legs went weak and he almost knelt down, but was supported by the people next to him.

The elders exchanged glances, a certain resolve forming in their eyes simultaneously...

Just then, the void cracked open.

Lin Chen emerged from the crack and landed on the plaza, standing before the True Monarch-level creature with his eyes slightly narrowed.

The True Monarch-level creature suddenly froze, as if an invisible hand had grabbed its neck, rendering it unable to move.

The spiritual energy within his body was surging wildly, his meridians were breaking, and his dantian was collapsing.

It wanted to call out, but couldn't.

I want to run, but I can't.

Then, its body exploded from the inside.

"boom--"

Scales shattered, flesh and blood flew everywhere, bones were crushed, and black blood poured down like a torrential rain.

The celestial and human immortal level extraterrestrial beings that were attacking the Kunlun Domain all froze at the same moment.

Then they exploded one after another.

"Bang bang bang bang——"

Like firecrackers going off, the explosions spread out in a continuous line, and the black blood instantly stained the sky.

The entire Kunlun Domain fell silent instantly.

Jiang Xuan's pupils contracted slightly, his face filled with shock.

Xiao Yi's mouth was agape, and he couldn't close it for a long time; his jaw almost dropped to the ground.

Several elders stood frozen in place, their burning lives abruptly cut short.

Lin Chen walked calmly to Jiang Xuan, took out a small porcelain bottle from his pocket, and put it in Jiang Xuan's hand.

"It's for healing, both internally and externally."

Jiang Xuan glanced down at the porcelain bottle, then looked up at Lin Chen. His lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but he swallowed his words back.

Lin Chen didn't give him a chance to speak, and explained the sealing of the outer passage and the meeting to be held in seven days.

After listening, Jiang Xuan remained silent for a moment, then put the porcelain bottle into his robes, clasped his hands in a fist and said, "I will definitely be there in person."

Lin Chen nodded, turned around and left.

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Penglai Fairy Island.

The sea was littered with the corpses of extraterrestrial creatures and disciples of Penglai Immortal Island, their blood staining the seawater a dark red.

The island-protecting formation was still active, but its light was dim, like an oil lamp that was about to burn out and could go out at any moment.

When Lin Chen arrived, the battle was already over.

The True Monarch-level extraterrestrial creature lay on the beach, its body charred black, emitting a burnt stench, like a burnt steak.

The island's owner, Long Zaitian, stood beside it, holding a charred sword in his hand, its blade riddled with cracks and on the verge of shattering.

His white robe was mostly burned off, revealing his charred skin underneath. His face was also covered in burns, making it impossible to recognize him. But his back was ramrod straight.

Many corpses of extraterrestrial beings at the Celestial and Human Immortal levels were still floating on the sea surface. Some were still smoking, while others had been bloated by the seawater and floated like balloons.

The disciples of Penglai Immortal Island were cleaning up the battlefield, carrying the corpses of their comrades ashore, and skinning and dismembering the bodies of the extraterrestrial creatures.

Upon seeing Lin Chen, Long Zaitian clasped his hands in a respectful greeting, his voice hoarse but steady: "Young Master Lin, thank you for your assistance."

Lin Chen shook his head: "I didn't lift a finger, you guys won on your own."

Long Zaitian remained silent for a moment, looking at the sword in his hand that was about to shatter, then at the corpses of his disciples on the beach, and his voice lowered:

"If another True Monarch-level extraterrestrial creature were to appear, we probably wouldn't have any hope of surviving."

Lin Chen didn't respond to that, but instead explained the sealing of the extraterrestrial passage and the meeting to be held in seven days.

After listening, Long Zaitian nodded and said, "I will definitely go."

Lin Chen glanced at the sword in his hand, then at the wounds on his body, and took out a small porcelain bottle from his pocket and handed it to him.

Long Zaitian was stunned.

Lin Chen chuckled lightly: "It's for healing, both internal and external."

Long Zaitian accepted the porcelain bottle and bowed deeply.

Lin Chen waved his hand, turned around and left.

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Outside the mountain gate of Qingyun Sect.

Qingyangzi leaned against a pile of rubble, covered in blood. His right arm was bent at an odd angle, the bone broken, the broken pieces piercing through his sleeve and sticking out, white and sharp.

Several elders lay beside him, all wounded; some were panting, some were groaning, and some were already lifeless.

Sect Master Qingyunzi sat on the steps, his face pale, holding the Qingyun Sword in his hand. The blade was full of cracks and could shatter at any moment.

Ninety-eight percent of his true energy had been depleted, and he barely had the strength to stand up.

They did not encounter any extraterrestrial creatures at the True Monarch level, but were besieged by hundreds of Celestial Immortals and thousands of Human Immortals.

Even though they were top-tier forces, they had to use all their resources to barely hold them off.

The square in front of the mountain gate was littered with corpses, some of them extraterrestrial beings, others of Qingyun Sect disciples, piled up in layers.

Blood stained the bluestone slabs black, flowing down the steps and forming a small stream that gurgled like rain.

In mid-air, several extraterrestrial creatures of celestial level were circling.

They dared not come down, not because they were afraid of the Qingyun Sect cultivators, but because they had sensed Lin Chen's presence.

Lin Chen hadn't arrived yet, but his divine sense had already swept over.

The celestial beings sensed that divine consciousness and their bodies suddenly froze.

Then they fell from the sky one after another, like dumplings being dropped into a pot.

"Thump, thump, thump—"

It crashed to the ground and remained motionless.

At this moment, Lin Chen emerged from the void rift and landed in front of the mountain gate.

He glanced at the devastation in the square and frowned slightly.

Qingyangzi struggled to stand up, but Lin Chen pressed down on his shoulder: "No need for formalities!"

Qingyangzi did not move again.

Lin Chen walked up to Qing Yunzi.

Qingyunzi looked up at Lin Chen, holding the Qingyun Sword in his hand, the blade now bearing several more cracks.

Lin Chen looked at his pale face and explained the sealing of the extraterrestrial passage and the meeting to be held in seven days.

Qingyunzi clasped his hands in a fist salute, his voice weak but firm: "Qingyun Sect will definitely be there."

Lin Chen took out a small porcelain bottle from his pocket and handed it over, then turned and left.

He took two steps, then suddenly stopped and said without turning his head:

"If you can't hold on, don't force it. Retreat when you should. Life is more important than saving face."

Qingyunzi paused for a moment, then laughed, laughing so hard that his wounds reopened and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

"Thank you for your kindness, Young Master Lin, but the foundation of the Qingyun Sect lies here; we swear to live and die with the sect!"

Lin Chen paused for a moment, then disappeared from the spot without saying anything.