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Chapter 1239: Rivals Converge

Battle Through the Heavens #1239 12/4/2025
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"Shh-shh-shh!" As the space violently distorted, a sound like flowing water resonated, spreading outward and intensifying the ripples within the space itself. "Huff..." Watching the energy seal, growing increasingly hazy under the turbulence, countless eyes beyond the Bone Sea subtly turned a deep crimson. Even their breaths grew heavier, and the hands gripping their weapons gradually tightened. "Shh-shh-shh..." Another strange rustling sound echoed, and the distorted space suddenly solidified. Then, with a crisp, resonant crack, the space burst like fragile glass—shattering into countless fine fragments. "Charge! The ancient sanctuary has been unlocked!" As the spatial seal shattered, countless figures around the Bone Sea instantly had their eyes blazing crimson, their throats filling with deep, hungry roars. Their forms surged forward like a wave of locusts, rushing toward the center of the Bone Sea. As Xiao Yan and the others were retreating, the spatial seal fragments that had just exploded suddenly stilled. Then, a tremendous boom echoed, and a furious surge of spatial power—so intense even the strongest Douzun-level warriors would have been startled—raged outward like a storm. Those who had charged furthest were hit first, nearly swallowed whole within a single blink, their piercing screams rising and falling across the Bone Sea. The violent waves of spatial energy swept through like a combine harvester, utterly destroying the front ranks. Even the stronger fighters stationed further back eventually realized something was amiss, causing the once-forward-moving crowd to panic and turn around in disarray, fleeing in all directions. The area outside the Bone Sea became exceptionally chaotic. "Boom!" "Since they were at a distance, when the spatial storm finally spread out, it had done little harm to Xiao Yin and the others. Only now, after taking a deep breath, did they notice countless figures writhing in agony, rolling across the ground, their crimson blood staining vast stretches of the once-white sea of bones. "What a powerful spatial seal! After enduring so many centuries, it still exerts such devastating force. Truly a legacy of a Battle Saint's realm..." Seeing the extent of destruction caused by this spatial surge, even Xiao Yixian and the others were visibly stunned. "Let's go—these people were too eager. They deserve their misfortune." Xiao Yin smiled, raised his hand, and instantly transformed into a streak of iridescent light, rushing straight into the bone sea. At the same time, several other strong contenders who had previously managed to evade the spatial disturbances also swiftly activated their movements, becoming blurred figures and swiftly entering the bone sea. The bone sea was vast, yet it wasn't until after Xiang Yan and the others had penetrated deeper into the bone remains that they noticed a towering, mountain-like silhouette emerging subtly within the sea. From a distance, it appeared as though an ancient, monstrous beast lay coiled within the bone sea, its presence sending a chill through their hearts. Upon witnessing this immense form, Xiang Yan and the others naturally slowed their flight—evident from the earlier spatial storms, the area clearly proved no ordinary haven. Without careful caution, they might very well lose their lives here. As they drew nearer, the floating white mist within the bone sea gradually thinned, and finally, the colossal figure came into full view before them. It was a grand hall—an immense structure nearly a thousand zhang in scale, towering like a small mountain peak—so vast that even the soul hall branch Xiao Yan had once seen appeared remarkably small in comparison. Gazing up at this colossal presence standing among the heavens, a profound sense of humility naturally arose. The hall was uniformly crimson, appearing as though flames were rising from its very body. Against the pale, bone-like sea surrounding it, it stood out vividly and strikingly. Even the surrounding elite warriors, overwhelmed by the sheer scale of the crimson hall, found themselves momentarily stunned. Only after a while did they regain their composure, exchanging glances with one another, their eyes filled with awe—indeed, a fitting testament to the craftsmanship of the Du Saint-level masters. Such magnificence was truly grand and imposing. "It's no surprise they've used spatial seals to conceal it—the scale of this colossal hall makes it a striking presence no matter where it's placed..." Staring at the magnificent crimson hall, Xiao Yan couldn't help but shake his head, gradually guiding the group to a spot a hundred meters away. If this ancient Divinity Saint-level master had built such an extensive sanctuary, the treasures within must be truly abundant. This journey had certainly been worthwhile. Outside the crimson hall, a steady stream of powerful beings arrived, yet none stepped forward to enter the hundred-meter radius. Those who could reach here at this time were either from major factions or possessed exceptional capabilities—naturally, no one would be foolish enough to volunteer as the first to enter. The others remained patient, and Xiao Yan himself didn't rush. With such a rich treasure trove, if there were no defensive measures in place, few would believe it—unless they were truly foolish. While Xuanyin calmly rested his arms across his chest, waiting patiently, he suddenly noticed a cold gaze directed at him. His brow lifted slightly, and his line of sight shifted, immediately focusing on the source of that cold gaze. The one casting the cold gaze was a woman dressed in colorful robes, her noble demeanor making ordinary people hesitate to meet her eyes directly; the phoenix-style hairpin added further elegance. "Feng Qing'er?" Gazing at the familiar face, Xuanyin found himself unconsciously rubbing his fingers together. He hadn't expected to see her here. Around Feng Qing'er, a group of people gathered, including the members of the Fenglei Pavilion. Clearly, they had now noticed Xuanyin and his companions, their eyes flashing with a cold, reserved expression. Xiao Yan's gaze swept over the group, then suddenly paused beside Feng Qing'er. There, standing tall in a fine robe, was a white-haired man of about thirty—though for the Tian Yao Huang clan, that age still counted as early youth. The man was exceptionally handsome, with a composed, smiling face that gave him an air of noble grace, clearly someone no ordinary person. The robed man smiled gently and said, "As for Xiao Yan, I'll take care of him. Regardless of whether he possesses the phoenix blood essence or not, we can simply bring him back and examine him. Even if he has already absorbed the essence, we still have the means to extract it from his blood." Feng Qing'er nodded slightly. Though Xiao Yan had ascended to the status of Battle Sovereign, she had great confidence in this man—having received the inheritance earlier than her, and mastering its application with flawless skill. Among the young members of the Heavenly Phoenix Clan, he ranked among the top three, and thus, defeating Xiao Yan should not be a difficult task. "Hmph. Heaven has a path, yet you refuse to walk it; hell has no gate, yet you've stumbled into it yourself. If you stay well within Zhongzhou, perhaps I won't be able to do much to you. But since you've come to me of your own accord, don't be surprised if I take you up on my offer." Her eyes flashed with cold determination, and a quiet smile of amusement stirred within her heart. As for the cold gaze projected from Feng Qing'er, Xiao Yan merely glanced at it and then turned his attention away. He could sense the killing intent emanating from the white-haired man. While he found it somewhat surprising that someone of his age had already reached the status of Battle Sovereign, the Tian-Yao Phoenix clan—no ordinary beast—was known for its ancient lineage and powerful heritage, which enabled its members to achieve significant strength through generations of tradition. Nevertheless, in general, the strength inherited through lineage still carried a subtle difference from the cultivation path he himself had forged. Though this difference might not be immediately apparent, it inevitably became evident during actual combat encounters.