"No one is allowed to take a step back. Even if we die, we must protect Wang Yan!"
Seeing thousands of attacks falling like stars, Nangong Mulin did not retreat. Instead, he took the lead and struck out with both hands while roaring.
He struck out hundreds of palms in almost a breath's time. Each palm was filled with all his strength, and astral power surged out.
The palms did not overlap, and in the blink of an eye, a hundred-meter-wide Star Screen was formed in the void in front of him.
As soon as the Star Screen was formed, thousands of attacks whizzed over like meteors, smashing down one after another!
"Help me quickly!"
As Nangong Mulin roared, Nangong Bahu and the others no longer hesitated and struck out with their strongest attacks.
Nineteen incomparably thick beams of astral power instantly sank into the Star Screen!
For a moment, the originally illusory and bright Star Screen instantly became bright and indestructible.
Like the shell of a ten-thousand-year-old tortoise, it firmly protected them and Wang Yan from any attacks.
Fortunately, Nangong Mulin and the others were strong enough. None of them had a cultivation lower than the Star Tempering Realm.
Otherwise, facing such a vast and terrifying attack, even if the twenty of them formed a Star Screen with all their strength, it would be broken in an instant.
Bang, bang, bang …!
Rumble …!
Every time an attack smashed into the defensive star screen, it would cause a deafening explosion.
This phenomenon did not dissipate in a breath or two, but continued.
Because there were tens of thousands of Starfall Temple disciples participating in the Convention of Geniuses, and this did not include those who wanted to kill Wang Yan and present him to the Prime Warrior saint.
"Mulin, if this goes on, we will die!
We must find a way to break this passive stalemate! "
Watching thousands of attacks smashing down like meteors, the Star Screen trembled, and it could collapse at any time.
Nangong Bahu and the others looked at Nangong Mulin anxiously, waiting for his next instructions.
Although they used this method to block the attacks of thousands of people, it was not a long-term solution.
As the saying goes, two fists are no match for four hands. Although their overall strength was strong, facing the siege of tens of thousands of people, it was only a matter of time before they were defeated.
Once the curtain of stars was blasted open, there would only be one outcome waiting for them: death!
"No matter what, we have to hold on even if we have to use up the last bit of Astral Power in our dantian, because this is the mission that Third Uncle gave us!"
Nangong Mulin looked cold and resolute on the surface, but his heart was bitter and desolate.
He knew that if nothing unexpected happened, then regardless of whether it was Wang Yan or them, they would all be buried here.
Outside the Sumeru Mirror, Nangong Lie's muscles tensed up as he stared at the largest mirror screen.
Every movement of Nangong Mulin and the others could be seen clearly through this huge mirror screen, down to the finest detail.
"It seems like someone is going to suffer a double loss this time. Just thinking about it makes me feel very happy. Brother Shangguan, what do you think?"
At this moment, Dongfang Yun let out a cold laugh with a complacent expression.
Darknorth Shangguan, who had his arms crossed, nodded without a trace when he heard this. The corners of his mouth curled into a cold smile.
Since ancient times, the Four Great Clans had been fighting each other openly and covertly.
Although there had not been any large-scale battles in the past few hundred years, and they seemed to be in harmony on the surface, they were actually as incompatible as fire and water.
Every clan wanted to swallow the other and become the overlord.
Nangong Lie sighed when he saw Nangong Mulin and the others were breathing heavily, their faces were pale, and they were covered in sweat. He slowly closed his eyes as he could not bear to continue watching.
If it wasn't for Wang Yan's strength and talent, he would not have sent Nangong Mulin and the others to their deaths.
However, Nangong Lie was looking forward to a miracle. He hoped that Wang Yan would suddenly appear and show his might.
If they could survive this, the Nangong Clan would definitely become a helper with unlimited potential. This was Nangong Lie's plan.
Unfortunately, Wang Yan made him miscalculate. Ever since Wang Yan sat cross-legged, he showed no signs of waking up.
Zhang Yu gradually became irritated when he failed to attack for a long time. He looked at Wang Yan who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed. A murderous intent emerged in his eyes.
Everyone knew that Wang Yan was seriously injured and on the verge of death. He had not made any moves and was making the best use of his time to recover.
If Wang Yan was allowed to recover, even if he was not at his peak state, this stalemate would be broken in an instant.
After all, Wang Yan's invincible posture had left a deep impression on everyone.
He could even kill a Stage Two Full Star Realm cultivator. What else could Wang Yan not do?
If there was no one here with a cultivation above Stage Two Full Star Realm, there was no way they could resist Wang Yan!
"Starfall Hall disciples, listen up! Formation!"
Following Zhang Yu's order, tens of thousands of Starfall Hall disciples immediately changed their moves. They formed sword seals and coordinated with the surging star force to form a powerful formation.
This formation was the Falling Star Killing Formation that Wu Qingtian had formed with the Ten Punishment Sons!
As soon as the formation was formed, a murderous aura rushed into the sky. The Falling Star Killing Formation formed by tens of thousands of people was overflowing with power.
"Falling Star Killing Formation!"
In an instant, tens of thousands of Starfall Hall disciples soared into the sky and hovered in the void, changing their positions rapidly.
After a breath's time, a huge black circle appeared in the void, and many tyrannical figures could be vaguely seen standing in it.
In the next instant, a thousand-meter-thick star force light beam suddenly shot out from the black circle and shot towards the star screen that Nangong Mullin and the others had formed together!
This scene was very shocking. It was like a divine dragon descending from the sky, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws as it pounced towards Nangong Mullin and the others.
Everywhere it passed, the space was directly swallowed up, not even a trace of space turbulence spilled out.
With a loud bang, the 1,000-meter-thick pillar of stellar energy struck the starry screen with unerring accuracy.
As the star force splashed in all directions, astral winds blew, and the star screen that was like the shell of a ten-thousand-year black tortoise shattered with a loud bang under countless shocked gazes!
The star force light beam's momentum did not decrease, and it shot straight down, vowing to destroy everything.
Nangong Mullin and the others did not even have time to burn their Divine Soul cultivation and were instantly swallowed by the star force light beam!
Under this attack, the entire world inside the Sumeru Mirror shook violently, as if it was about to collapse.
Horrifying shockwaves spread out, mercilessly swallowing everything.
If this happened outside, this attack was enough to cause the earth to collapse for millions of miles, killing hundreds of millions of people!
Puff …!
As the star force light beam dissipated, Nangong Mullin's face was ashen, and he collapsed to the ground, spitting out large mouthfuls of blood. Other than himself and Nangong Bahu, no one else survived.
As for the others, not even their dregs were left, as if they had been purified.
"Die!"
In the dead silence, a cold, angry roar containing infinite killing intent suddenly rang out.
Zhang Yu soared into the sky, and a long sword with a cold gleam appeared in his hand. A ten-foot sharp sword light shot out, and it slashed down at Wang Yan!
(End of this chapter)