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Chapter 224 – The Dao is eternal

Fuying Star Domain.

Here, on the edge of the Cloud Dream Immortal Domain, the resources are abundant. It is one of the important territories that Cloud Dream Heavenly Palace has firmly controlled for ten thousand years without losing it, despite calamities.

This is because the more than ten unique resources produced here are indispensable for the female cultivators of the sect to purify their marrow through the Book of Changes and establish their Dao foundation. Hence, despite internal and external troubles, the high-ranking members of Cloud Dream Heavenly Palace spared no expense to retain this place.

Above a floating land spanning over thirty thousand miles, rolling dark demonic mists obscured the sky, forming dense clouds that devoured all scenery within sight, exerting a suffocating pressure that seemed to echo with faint demonic chants from the depths.

In midair, Xuebing Xuan, Cheng Yulan, and other women formed the core of a grand formation, surrounded by hundreds of Elemental Immortal-level female cultivators. On the outermost layer, nearly a thousand Feather Transformation and Ascending to Immortality realm female cultivators united, their aura and magical power intertwined, collectively resisting the onslaught of the Magic Clan progeny army from the firmament.

From a distance, it appeared as a massive and beautiful golden flower, enveloped by thick black clouds, with layers of dark serpentine lights coiling around, eroding the petals' edges, and a deluge of black blood rain falling, voraciously devouring the formation's brilliance.

The struggle and slaughter had been ongoing for a while, but the female cultivators of Cloud Dream Heavenly Palace were not at a disadvantage. Sword beams, tens of thousands of feet long and dazzlingly bright, crisscrossed the sky like frenzied flood dragons, occasionally plunging into the demonic clouds to wreak havoc.

Occasionally, blue comets streaked across the sky, transforming into countless needle-like projectiles; golden gourd phantoms flickered in and out of existence, spewing rolling flames that incinerated everything; and an ancient and elegant harp spanned the high sky, its nearly tangible sound waves turning into roaring waves that shattered the demonic clouds within a thousand miles.

Amidst the shrill screams, countless Magic Clan progeny hidden in the clouds were slain by the sword beams and various magical treasures, their dismembered bodies and organs mixed with blood, raining down like a downpour.

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