The immense, overwhelming pressure, like a mountain collapsing and a sea surging, almost crushed Qing Ling into a pulp.
Every second was agonizing. Even though the Tai Xu Divine Bell vibrated, pushing back the heavy pressure, and the Mi Tian Rope bore the brunt with its heavenly power, the vast gravity rendered him unable to move even a single step.
At this moment, Qing Ling’s face was flushed. Speaking even a single word was extremely difficult.
"Please, Senior... hurry! If this continues, I fear I won't be able to bear it!"
Tai Yi nodded. His divine sense enveloped the entire grand formation. Spreading his arms, endless radiance erupted behind him. A three-legged golden crow, burning with golden divine flames, unfurled its wings, transforming into a great sun. Countless stars, sensing the sun’s power, gathered together. The celestial river flowed, incomparably brilliant, and thousands of stars flickered and dimmed as ten thousand stars shone together.
Innumerable stars gradually floated and revolved around a single great sun, resembling a galaxy, magnificent and beautiful.
Tai Yi thrust out his fist. Like the sun at its zenith, his domineering power was unparalleled. He was a regal emperor, like the scorching sun of a prosperous era, his fire and fist incinerating heaven and earth!
"Boom~"
Heaven and earth shook. Flames scattered, stars fell, and divine mountains trembled.
Beneath the divine mountain, Qing Ling suddenly coughed out a mouthful of vital blood. With every tremor of the divine mountain, the infinite immense force upon him intensified, almost crushing him to smithereens.
Qing Ling gritted his teeth, enduring the terrifying pressure on his back. He looked towards Tai Yi and found that the latter had withdrawn his fist and ceased his actions.
He struggled to speak, "Still, still not, hurry! Any longer, I really won't make it!"
Qu swept a glance at him and said indifferently, "Don't rush. Hold on for a bit longer. At most two more strikes, and we can break through the formation!"
He pondered for a long while, closed his eyes, and began to deduce the endless celestial orbits. After a long time, he struck out again, unleashing another punch.
The divine fist, as domineering as the sun, swept across all things. With one punch, the sun blazed, stars fell, and the grand formation began to shake violently. The divine mountain grew even heavier.
When Tai Yi punched, Qing Ling immediately released his Xuan Guan Yuan Shen. The Spring God unfurled scrolls, painting a thousand miles. A green vine grew, signaling spring. It extended for ten thousand miles and then another ten thousand miles, supporting the immense pressure.
"Rumble rumble~"
The divine mountain trembled, and even more colossal forces bore down on Qing Ling. Fortunately, this ethereal green vine illusion shared a tremendous amount of the gravity, preventing Qing Ling from being crushed to death.
Outside the grand formation, nine Grand Unity cultivators simultaneously coughed out vital blood, their faces filled with shock.
Ju Ren Mountain Lord anxiously asked, "How is this possible? Shouldn't that villain's magic power have been depleted long ago? How can he still possess such formidable strength?"
Xu Mu Cave Master also said uneasily, "I also feel a sense of dread. Could it be that Golden Immortal from before is responsible?"
"How is that possible? He's merely a Golden Immortal?" a red-haired elder questioned. "He's probably been crushed to death by the gravity of the ten thousand mountains by now!"
"Then what should we do? If the opponent strikes again, the formation might not hold. Should we activate the formation now and unleash all our accumulated power in one blow?"
"Let's try! Even if we can't kill this villain, we can at least heavily injure him!"
"Indeed, let's try then."
"Even if the opponent doesn't die, with the nine of us here, how can he escape? Today, we must reclaim the treasure!"
The Grand Unity cultivators all agreed. They continuously made hand seals, channeling their magic power like a tidal wave. The heavens and earth for a million miles trembled, and the starry divine mountain appeared for ten million miles.
Within the formation's space, Tai Yi felt the terrifying spiritual pressure from the outside. He dared not delay any longer. He immediately unleashed both fists, like two suns shining together. The two great suns, carrying endless stars, fiercely smashed towards the heavenly curtain. His fist was without self, his fist aimed at nothing. With one fist unleashed, he possessed the ultimate power of supremacy, shattering the formation's light screen.
He broke through the formation nine Grand Unity cultivators a step ahead!
Tai Yi’s expression was extremely weak, but the moment the formation broke, he transformed into a three-legged golden crow and flew out, completely disregarding Qing Ling's intentions.
Qing Ling was in great distress, but he had prepared long ago. With a flick of his finger, a green thread wrapped around Tai Yi’s leg. The green thread extended infinitely, flying out with Tai Yi.
At the same time, Qing Ling’s Yuan Shen shone brightly, and the ethereal world of the two extremes of life and death received the endless pressure. He felt instantly relieved.
Qing Ling retracted his dao realm. The Mi Tian Rope connected to his right palm suddenly contracted, and he instantly shot away, following the green thread.
Outside the grand formation, the nine Grand Unity cultivators were performing their spells and were instead wounded in their origin by the formation's collapse. In that instant, the Grand Unity cultivators transformed into streaks of light and fled, their speed as fast as Great Unity cultivators.
Immediately after, Qing Ling, connected by a strand of green silk, also escaped, fleeing millions of miles in an instant.
Amidst the howling wind, the golden crow's escape light was as swift as traversing the void. Attached to its ankle was a green thread, which extended for tens of thousands of miles, connecting to Qing Ling and rapidly shortening.
Tai Yi felt the green thread on his ankle, but being preoccupied with his escape, he couldn't attend to it. He could only use all his magic power to transform into a long rainbow, becoming the sun!
Meanwhile, Qing Ling, being pulled along at breakneck speed, was enveloped in a green protective light. The air friction caused by the terrifying speed ignited violent flames, comparable to the self-detonation of a Heavenly level expert.
For the first time in his life, Qing Ling experienced the speed of transforming into a rainbow and becoming the sun. It was also the fastest he had ever flown!
Behind them, the nine Grand Unity cultivators, after hastily recuperating, immediately pursued, showing no intention of giving up.
The golden crow fled at the forefront, with Qing Ling dangling behind, connected by a green thread, separated by ten thousand miles. Further behind, a great distance away, were the nine Grand Unity cultivators in pursuit.
Qing Ling, however, rejoiced in his heart. With the golden crow's free ride, he was rapidly approaching the initial land!
As for the pursuers behind him, they were too far away. This technique of transforming into a rainbow was truly worthy of being one of the great escape arts of the Primordial World.
Qing Ling’s divine sense shifted, and through the green thread, he transmitted, "Senior, hurry! Those nine Grand Unity cultivators are about to catch up!"
Tai Yi, who was fleeing with all his might, heard this and wished he could swat the insect hanging from his leg to death. However, his internal magic power was gradually depleting, and he was truly unable to muster more strength.
In just a few hours, Qing Ling had crossed billions of miles, and the initial land was only a few hundred million miles away.
But at this moment, Tai Yi could no longer hold on. The solar true fire on his body extinguished, and he plummeted to the ground.
Qing Ling was startled and quickly flew forward. He saw that Tai Yi had transformed back into human form and lay there, unconscious, with a green thread still tied to his golden boots.
He quickly stepped forward and said, "Senior, you cannot fall!"
It wasn't that he didn't want to escape alone, but he simply couldn't outrun the nine Grand Unity cultivators! He didn't possess the technique of transforming into a rainbow, nor did he have Kun Peng's wings that could traverse ninety thousand miles with a single flap. Although he had widened the distance for now, he would be caught up in no time.
Tai Yi opened his eyes at this moment and said with difficulty, "Quick, give me your magic power! I truly have none left!"
Qing Ling’s thoughts raced. He took out the Zhu Shen and slashed it across his pulse, instantly creating a bloody gash. The flowing red blood dripped into Tai Yi's mouth.
His Spring God's blood was far more precious than ordinary acquired spiritual items. It could also ignite spiritual energy and replenish vital energy. In terms of restoring magic power, only those innate spiritual items could compare.
A mouthful of fresh blood, and a surge of magic power followed.