Cultivating with Top Enlightenment Chapter 749 - 317: Battle Against the Domain Master (3)

The crimson radiance kept expanding, illuminating the entire heavens, while sudden layers of clouds materialized, gleaming as vibrantly as the first light of day.

Far away, the cultivators from the three battling factions were likewise bathed in that red hue.

At that moment, the surviving half of the Vermilion Bird Immortal Sect's cultivators all had their faces glowing red, their eyes even shifting to a deep scarlet.

Many of them cried out loudly.

"The Domain Master returns!"

"The Domain Master has come to save us!"

"Haha, you’re finished!"

Both Qi Keqing and the Sword Ancestor appeared utterly stunned.

Domain Master?

They had one as well, so was this really needed?

As these thoughts crossed their minds, the red light bathing them suddenly felt oppressively heavy, weighing down on their forms.

In stark contrast, the Vermilion Bird Immortal Sect's members acted as if invigorated by some elixir, surging back to life with renewed vigor, their cultivation surging upward by a full thirty percent.

Amid the red glow and the dawning light, a voice that stirred the soul echoed faintly.

"Who is harming my Vermilion Bird Immortal Sect disciples?"

The words seemed to vibrate deep within every heart present.

Finally, Qi Keqing and her allies paled—is this the Domain Master that the Vermilion Bird Immortal Sect cultivators had been calling?

How did its power mirror the will of the Spirit Realm in so many ways?

Even the Sword Ancestor creased his forehead faintly. How could this Domain Master wield such strength, when they hadn't sensed anything like it from the Alliance Hierarch?

In the Fuyao Realm forces under Qi Keqing's lead, numerous fighters paused their assaults, gazing about with traces of shock.

Qi Keqing herself stayed resolute, pressing on with her strikes against the Vermilion Bird Immortal Sect.

During her onslaught, she extended her spiritual sense too, yet failed to pinpoint the voice's origin.

Still, Qi Keqing observed that the Profound Truth Realm troops, commanded by Sword Shocking, did not halt like the Fuyao Realm had.

Far from stopping, their barrages intensified, every individual gritting their teeth in silence, resolved to wipe out the Vermilion Bird Immortal Sect entirely before the enemy Domain Master could show up!

Witnessing their fierce determination, Qi Keqing cast a look at her own ranks, a pang of embarrassment stirring inside her.

She fell short in command compared to Ning Qi!

The Profound Truth Realm forces, even absent Ning Qi's direct orders, could zero in on the essentials, unshaken by outside distractions.

Fueled by that inner shame, Qi Keqing swiftly sent a mental message to her Fuyao Realm followers.

"Stop looking around, take out the Vermilion Bird Immortal Sect folks first; if not, once their so-called Domain Master gets here, we'll be in even deeper trouble!"

Those who had been dazed jolted back to focus, resuming their frenzied assaults on the leftover Vermilion Bird Immortal Sect warriors, just like the Profound Truth Realm contingent!

"How bold, I will tear you apart!"

A grand voice boomed in their ears once more, sounding nearer this time.

Yet now, nobody spared it a thought.

The Vermilion Bird Immortal Sect fighters grew ever more zealous, the Vermilion Bird Divine Form they shaped beneath the red light and dawn taking on an even more enigmatic aura.

However, the cultivators from the two realms vastly outnumbered them and struck with deadly accuracy, shattering the Vermilion Bird Divine Form bit by bit, sending their members plummeting one after another into blazing demises.

...

High overhead, the red light and dawn intensified, not just enveloping this area but stretching far beyond.

In the emptiness, a gust appeared to stir, as though the blistering warmth of midsummer battered everyone, bringing on a deep weariness in body and spirit.

By probing with their spiritual senses, they detected a streak of light hurtling swiftly from the northeast.

Its pace outstripped lightning itself, starting a hundred miles off and closing in almost instantly.

As it drew close, a human silhouette became visible inside.

It was a somewhat ethereal and indistinct form, wrapped in boundless flames, hastening a thousand miles to reach them.

"Domain Master!"

"Chi Xiazi Domain Master!"

The Vermilion Bird Immortal Sect members shouted in excitement.

Only then did the Mountain and Sea Realm cultivators grasp that the figure was called Chi Xiazi.

Chi Xiazi had come back from the northeast, yet he had first skimmed by the major node under Ning Qi's control, bypassing the site of the three factions' clash.

Despite Ning Qi's grip on the node, Chi Xiazi acted as if he didn't spare it a single look, his ghostly shape slicing through the void directly toward the Vermilion Bird Immortal Sect.

Nothing mattered more than the Vermilion Bird Immortal Sect; evidently, Chi Xiazi viewed Ning Qi as no real danger.

Once he rescued the Vermilion Bird Immortal Sect, seizing back the major node from Ning Qi would be a simple task.

As his form swept past Ning Qi's position, a voice of utter serenity suddenly pierced his hearing.

"Who told you to pass through here?"

Chi Xiazi had no plans to clash with him right then, figuring he could handle this later.

But his advancing silhouette came to an abrupt stop, as if seized by the scruff, unable to move forward.

Chi Xiazi's face twisted faintly, his flowing sleeves whipping back as a torrent of solar-like blaze erupted, scorching the void and aiming to incinerate his unseen captor.

Yet his assurance proved unfounded, and his rush ill-timed.

The force that had seized him was no fluke, but destiny itself!

That void-searing blaze slammed into Ning Qi, who didn't so much as waver.

Clad in his pristine white robes, he gave off a soft luminescence, drawing in and devouring every bit of the blaze.

"Come back to me!"

Ning Qi yanked hard on Chi Xiazi's multicolored arm.

In a flash, Chi Xiazi, draped in his expansive robe, was flung about like laundry caught by a streamside laundress, turned completely inside out.