Lei Bai, Lei Ba, dead.
One by one, the people Zi Chen knew fell.
On this path, there seemed to be no end at all. Only death was the end.
After fighting one battle after another, Zi Chen could no longer see anyone when he turned back to look at them.
Lei Lan stood beside him, her face as pale as paper.
If it weren't for Zi Chen's protection along the way, she wouldn't have been able to reach here.
Other than that, the only other person left from the Holy Thunder Clan was the leader Lei Wusheng.
Covered in blood, he smiled bitterly at this moment. He looked at Zi Chen and asked, "Do you think we can still find an opportunity this time?"
Zi Chen said in a deep voice, "Perhaps there is no opportunity here in the first place."
Lei Wusheng was slightly taken aback.
"Perhaps this is a trap in itself. We are in the trap, and everyone will die tragically here."
Zi Chen smiled bitterly. "After we die, the immortals here will kill their way out of the city and kill our people."
"How can this be?" Lei Wusheng's expression changed drastically.
"This is just my guess. Because other than that, I really can't think of any other reason," Zi Chen said, "Perhaps, there are other reasons that we don't know."
After a short conversation, the endless flight of stairs in front of the three of them suddenly changed.
The staircase disappeared, and a real path appeared in front of them. In front of the path, there was a huge open space.
"We've reached the top?"
The three looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.
Zi Chen, who was wearing the Immortal King Armor, was the first to walk forward. Even though he had already seen the top, his expression still didn't relax.
Lei Lan followed behind, and Lei Wusheng was in charge of the rear.
In front of them was a huge open space, and behind it, there was a light gate.
"We've finally reached the top."
Seeing the light gate in front of them, Zi Chen breathed a sigh of relief. There was a look of relief in his eyes.
"It's not the top, it's your people who are all dead!"
At that instant, a calm voice could be heard.
A man appeared out of thin air in front of him. He was dressed in a long white robe and had a handsome appearance. He seemed to have the demeanor of an immortal.
"Once everyone dies, the Heavenly Path will naturally come to an end."
The other party pointed behind him and said, "The thing you want is behind this door. But if you want to go there, you have to kill me.
Or rather, you will be killed by me and lose your qualifications. "
The other party wasn't spouting nonsense.
The reason for that was because only a single person had managed to survive on the other seventeen Stairways to Heaven.
That person was the Immortal King Armor.
The first of the Seventeen Immortal Kings stood in the same position as Zi Chen, but they did not meet this white-robed man. In front of them was a door of light. After a slight hesitation, they walked into the door of light.
After that, they found themselves standing on a circular platform with countless runes carved under their feet.
In front of them stood a man. It was the City Lord of the Immortal City. He looked at the crowd and said, "Welcome."
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Zi Chen and Lei Wusheng looked at each other. The two of them removed their immortal armor at the same time.
Lei Lan retreated. She couldn't help in such a battle.
The white-robed man looked at all of this and smiled faintly. "Your senses are very sharp. And your team is very interesting. So interesting that it's beyond your imagination."
Zi Chen waved his hand. 81 Ghost Spirit Saint Talismans flew out and spun in the sky.
They were only on guard and did not attack.
The white-robed man glanced at Zi Chen and said indifferently, "Your technique is a little strange, but it's not enough to deal with me."
As soon as he finished speaking, he pointed forward. A strong aura surged out from his fingertip.
Zi Chen and Lei Wusheng immediately felt the space around them become extremely viscous. It was as if they were in a swamp, and their bodies were greatly affected.
Buzz!
Buzz!
The two of them activated the power of the Sacred Thunder. As the thunder surged, the pressure was slightly reduced.
"Immortal Shows the Way!"
Looking at the two people who seemed to be facing a great enemy, a cold smile appeared at the corner of the white-clothed person's mouth. A ray of white light flew forward and split into two. It was like a fork in the road, heading straight for the two people.
The Immortal Shows the Way was referring to the two of them.
At this time, the white-robed man's white robes fluttered in the wind. He looked like a real immortal.
Facing this attack head-on, Zi Chen looked serious. He took a step forward. The whole space trembled, and countless thunderbolts lit up the surroundings.
Boom!
Thunderbolts surged around him. He punched forward. It was the Holy Thunder Explosion.
The power of the Sacred Bone was activated at this moment, shining brightly. At the same time, a talisman of the Sacred Arm disappeared from Zi Chen's right arm.
Without the Immortal King Armor, Zi Chen was only a four-star cultivator. He attacked with his full strength.
When the fist light struck the white light, it exploded with a loud bang. Boundless lightning energy wreaked havoc forward.
Amidst the raging energy, Zi Chen's figure flew backward.
Pa!
Pa!
Pa!
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The 81 Ghost Spirit Holy Talismans floating in the sky shattered instantly. Then, the Ghost Spirit Formation was activated. 81 small ghosts let out ghostly cries and surrounded the white-robed man.
With a bang, Zi Chen's body smashed into the ground.
Lei Wusheng retreated in the sky and landed beside Zi Chen. He asked, "How are you?"
Zi Chen got up and shook his head. "I'm fine."
The white-robed man looked at Zi Chen and said disdainfully, "Without the Immortal King Armor, you don't even have the right to make me attack."
At this time, the Ghost Spirit Holy Talismans were slowly descending. The white-robed man did not seem to see it.
The Ghost Spirit Formation caused a huge commotion. It was impossible for the white-robed man not to see it. However, he was so indifferent because he was confident in his own strength.
This made Zi Chen breathe a sigh of relief. If one did not truly understand the Ghost Spirit Formation, they would never know how strange and scary it was.
"Looking at you, it seems like you are not satisfied.
Ants, today, I will show you the true power of the Immortal Tribe! "
The white-robed man's aura changed obviously. It became sharper and more terrifying. He pointed a finger at the sky.
"Punishment Light!"
In the sky, the space seemed to distort and a huge vortex appeared. Two beams of light fell from the sky, heading straight for Zi Chen and Lei Wusheng.
The immortal light was extremely fast and had a locking aura. In this place of pressure, Zi Chen and Lei Wusheng were not confident that they could dodge this move.
Therefore, the two chose to defend at the same time.
Lei Lan stood at the back, looking very nervous.
Boom!
Boom!
The immortal light fell from the sky and hit the two. In an instant, a terrifying aura spread. The entire space trembled and countless rays of light filled the surroundings.
Lei Lan's eyes lost focus for a moment.
The two beams of immortal light pierced through the sky and did not dissipate for a long time.
The space distorted rapidly, as if it would shatter at any time.
The white-robed man's expression was cold. A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He said confidently and calmly, "One dead, one injured. Too boring."
Then, he glanced at Lei Lan. There was no need for him to live.
Then, he pointed a finger at Lei Lan.
Unexpectedly, the two beams of immortal light began to distort. Just as the white-robed man felt something was wrong and turned his head, he saw the two beams of immortal light shatter.
Two powerful auras of thunder came out from the shattered immortal light.
The other was black. Lightning surged, and flames burned.
The other was silver, like countless tiny lightning snakes, with a violent aura.
Zi Chen used the Black Flame Technique.
As the core, Lei Wusheng obviously had his own methods.
At this moment, his eyes had turned silver. An unprecedented sense of power appeared from Lei Wusheng's hands.
He said coldly, "Immortal Tribe, is it?
Now, let me see where your arrogance comes from. "