I am a loser, but I defeated countless geniuses with the Soul-Calming Tower.

Chapter 2351

A huge scar remained between heaven and earth, a trace left by the sword light.

The rules of the world were at work, constantly repairing the wound, but at a rather slow pace, clearly indicating that the terrifying residual power of that piercing sword strike still lingered.

"Indeed... everything has come to nothing. This name is quite fitting."

"It's such a pity to lose such a genius!"

Lin Xuan sighed softly, then put away the World Destroyer, which was still devouring Yuan Yi's battle sword and the Pure Yang sword tassel. The flowing sword river transformed into a celestial sword in his hand.

"Next, it's my turn!"

As the murmur ended, Lin Xuan transformed into a beam of light and charged towards the Dark Tribe.

With all powers fully unleashed, the divine sun hangs high, the earth and moon are deeply embedded, and the power of the transcendent realm's foundation takes shape.

"Boom!"

The power exploded, blasting the dark forces to pieces.

"Kill me!"

The pure Yang spirit finally reacted and immediately joined the battle.

Above the heavens, the battle between Earth Immortals once again raged.

This time, however, the Dark Forest panicked.

Yuan Yi's final sword strike severed their reinforcements and wiped out half of the Dark Tribe's forces, securing the victory for Chunyang Heaven.

The remaining members of the Dark Order are nothing but trapped beasts; they will soon be wiped out.

Lin Xuan's cultivation time finally increased at a normal rate, but unfortunately, this time there were too many monks and not enough porridge.

Lin Xuan was very strong, and all the dark tribesmen he passed through were wiped out. However, the creatures on the Pure Yang Heaven side were not weak either. The key was that they had overwhelming numbers, basically three against one or even four against one. Their advance speed was extremely fast, and Lin Xuan even seemed to have some difficulty getting kills.

"boom!"

Inside the luxurious palace of Chunyang Heaven, a chilling aura surged forth.

Feng Changjian's legs went weak, and he knelt down, his body pressed firmly to the ground by a terrifying pressure.

“Master… Reverend!”

He spoke with difficulty, his eyes filled with panic.

The pressure from the 12th-level Loose Immortal almost crushed him, a 10th-level Loose Immortal.

Finally, as he finished speaking, the pressure on his body eased, and the slightly illusory figure looked at him.

Yuan Yi is dead!

"He actually held back a trick up his sleeve, managing to withstand the absolute enslavement of him by the Immortal Contract, forcibly drawing away my power to unleash a stunning sword strike."

"A great victory is imminent on the battlefield of the Ascension Realm. Yuan Yi is dead, and there is no possibility of obtaining the Heaven-Slaying Sword Scripture. Lin Xuan is not dead and has even seized the Pure Yang Sword Tassel."

Feng Changjian's pupils gradually dilated. His master's words were like thunder from the heavens, constantly impacting his mind and body, making him feel as if he were dreaming.

Everything was so unbelievable.

"It's all Lin Xuan's fault!"

In the end, a murderous glint ignited in Feng Changjian's eyes, and a raging storm surged within his heart.

"The Soul Devouring Clan will not sit idly by and wait for their doom. You should prepare to head to the True Immortal Realm battlefield. The war is about to enter its later stages ahead of schedule."

The Grand Elder's voice rang out, and then his figure began to fade.

Before Feng Changjian could respond, his voice rang out once more.

"Remember, kill Lin Xuan as soon as you have the slightest chance. I have a feeling that he is an immense threat."

"I will obey Master's orders!"

Feng Changjian stood up and then bowed deeply...

In the Black Soul Wasteland, the brilliant light finally vanished without a trace, and the last trace of Yuan Yi left in this world also came to an end.

As the light faded, the battle ceased.

The Black Soul Jedi fell silent once again, this time without any external interference, completely falling into silence on its own.

"Won!"

After an unknown amount of time, a sound finally rang out, followed by a chain reaction that caused an uproar.

"Haha... A resounding victory!"

"The Dark Tribe has been wiped out, and we have taken the battlefield of Ascension Realm."

"In the fourth Dark Uprising, our Pure Yang Heaven has achieved its greatest victory to date."

"The Heavenly Maiden has made a great contribution!"

Cheers erupted, and the black mist in the sky was shaken away.

"2.34 million years, 4 near-Taoist scriptures, 12 in total."

Lin Xuan ignored the shouts around him, his senses swept across the Soul Suppressing Tower, and then resonated with the Soul Treasury Canopy.