"Annihilation!"
From the hundreds of thousands of white Array Crowns, streams of black light exuding an aura of destruction shot out intermittently.
They struck Crimson Flame with precision, causing the flames around Its body to flicker rapidly.
Zhang Zhiliang successively manipulated and deployed one array after another, each with different effects.
The cultivators on Myriad Immortals Island were utterly stunned as they watched this scene, unable to believe their eyes.
"Who is this Zhang Zhiliang? The only array master on the island I’ve heard of is Gong Boyu."
"He claims to be only at the Nascent Soul realm? Yet the power of these arrays seems to surpass even those Spirit Transformation Immortal Eminences!"
"Master Zhang is indeed recognized as the top array master within the Strategy Array Hall."
"I must learn array cultivation too."
Li Fan, who had studied arrays under Zhang Zhiliang's tutelage for nearly ten years, felt this even more deeply.
Admittedly, Zhang Zhiliang’s ability to participate in a battle at the Spirit Transformation and Dao Unity level was largely due to the hundreds of thousands of Array Crowns he wielded.
But Li Fan understood clearly just how difficult it was to simultaneously control such a vast number of Array Crowns. It required immensely powerful mental fortitude and an unparalleled familiarity with arrays.
The Unlimited Art... Li Fan thought of the small black box Zhang Zhiliang had given him, his heart stirring.
High above, the battle grew increasingly intense.
Violet rays fell continuously from the river of stars, striking Crimson Flame head on.
The frequency of the silver rays grew faster and faster, piercing hole after hole into Crimson Flame's form.
The inverted mountains, the waters of the Lan Cang River, and the chains of Tian Yang tangled endlessly with Crimson Flame.
Though the attacks were exceptionally fierce, each strike only stirred up bursts of flame.
The Soul Arbiters of heaven and earth drew their power from heaven and earth itself, seemingly inexhaustible.
Even with the combined efforts of the five Immortal Eminences, it was difficult to inflict any substantial damage on It. They could only slowly wear down Its strength.
Meanwhile, though Crimson Flame’s power was equivalent to a Dao Unity cultivator, It was, after all, the manifestation of a single law. It was not particularly skilled in combat, relying purely on overwhelming force.
Each of Its strikes posed a significant threat to the Spirit Transformation Immortal Eminences, but with Zhang Zhiliang and the hundreds of thousands of Array Crowns providing support, they could quickly recover from their injuries.
As one side waned and the other waxed, the battle fell into an odd stalemate.
The cultivators of Myriad Immortals Island watched the battlefield intently, afraid to miss even the slightest detail.
Five Spirit Transformation powerhouses jointly battling a Dao Unity realm entity—such a spectacle was likely a once-in-a-lifetime event.
Many cultivators even activated memory stones to record it. Whether for personal reflection later or for replication and sale, it would be of great use.
A small portion of cultivators, sensing something amiss, attempted to flee via the teleportation arrays. However, they discovered that all teleportation arrays had already been deactivated.
So they fled Myriad Immortals Island in panic, attempting to fly away from the Congyun Sea on their own.
Amidst the myriad reactions, Li Fan also carefully observed this great battle through his avatar. But before long, he suddenly shifted his gaze to the Congyun Sea beneath the blazing sun.
There, something seemed to be slowly forming.
The information transmitted by the Deepsea Pearl within his true self told him this was no illusion.
Zhang. Hao. Bo. Li Fan enunciated each syllable in his mind, a strange expression crossing his face.
He had thought that by riding the winds to dominate the myriad immortals, gaining the attention of the Spirit Transformation Immortal Eminences, and thus setting a trap to kill Crimson Flame, Zhang Haobo had already reached the limits of what he could do. Yet unexpectedly, it seemed Zhang Haobo still had moves to make.
How was that possible? No matter how fast his cultivation progressed, he couldn't possibly break through to the Golden Core realm in just a few years.
Even if Zhang Haobo somehow reached the final-stage Golden Core realm, he would be nothing more than an ant in a battle of this magnitude. What could he possibly do?
Li Fan fixed his gaze intently on the space above the sea. There, a translucent human figure was gradually taking shape.
Gradually, aside from Li Fan, many other cultivators began to notice the anomaly.
"Look, what is that?"
"Could it be another Spirit Transformation Immortal Eminence joining the battle?"
"That figure looks familiar. I feel like I've seen him somewhere before."
"It's Zhang Haobo, the one who rode the winds to dominate myriad immortals back then!"
Amid the exclamations of the crowd, Zhang Haobo's figure grew with the wind, swelling to the size of a mountain in the blink of an eye.
"This is..."
"Golden Core Dharma Body! He’s shattered his Golden Core!"
"Why? He’s such a young Golden Core cultivator, with such boundless prospects!"
Information about the Golden Core Dharma Body surfaced in Li Fan's mind.
Peer into the laws of heaven and earth to refine a Golden Core. If Foundation Establishment was about building one's Dao Foundation by comprehending the laws within Curios of heaven and earth, then the Golden Core was the true coalescence of laws one had personally grasped.
The Golden Core Dharma Body was formed by detonating the laws coalesced within one's Golden Core, along with one's physical body, to form a temporary vessel of pure laws that existed briefly in heaven and earth.
This Dharma Body would last less than half a day. Once it dissipated, it meant the cultivator's complete death. Only Golden Core cultivators in desperate situations, striking with their lives on the line, would use this method.
Yet unexpectedly, Zhang Haobo had employed it without hesitation, for no apparent reason.