Old Five is a Goose.

Chapter 1117 Siege on Huan Ti

Mo Wuji unhesitatingly unleashed his Crescent Halberd, a silver river cascading down.

Having cultivated to the God Combining Realm, Mo Wuji's River Divine Art intent could be unleashed at will.

The gloomy Gluttonous Valley was rendered somewhat pale by Mo Wuji's silver river. Huan Ti, with a Buddhist shovel stuck in his body, exclaimed in surprise, "A divine artifact forged from Pingshui and Rootless Divine Iron? A good treasure."

Although he called it a good treasure, his actions didn't falter in the slightest.

"Boom!" His palm struck Mo Wuji's Crescent Halberd, directly shattering the silver river falling from the heavens, the silver light dissipating.

Another violent strike landed on Mo Wuji. As Mo Wuji spat out his second mouthful of blood, he felt a sharp pain in his back.

Fortunately, because of this halberd divine art, Mo Wuji finally managed to tear open a small portion of Huan Ti's spatial domain. He took a step and then rushed out of Huan Ti's domain space.

Huan Ti paused, staring in astonishment at the place where Mo Wuji disappeared, muttering to himself, "Shrinking Earth into Inches Divine Art?"

Immediately, his eyes blazed with heat.

The Shrinking Earth into Inches Divine Art was the unique divine art of the Twelve Divine Emperors, Gui Gu. Huan Ti knew that Gui Gu would never easily pass on his divine art. Even if Gui Gu had already fallen, he wouldn't transmit his Shrinking Earth into Inches Divine Art. So many of those who could use Shrinking Earth into Inches were using something that was similar but not quite right, and couldn't be considered the true Shrinking Earth into Inches.

Mo Wuji's Shrinking Earth into Inches, made Huan Ti certain that this was the real Shrinking Earth into Inches, definitely no weaker than Divine Emperor Gui Gu's divine art.

Huan Ti also knew that besides Gui Gu, there was another place where this divine art existed, and that was the Thirty-Six Transformations (天罡变, Tiangang Bian).

The Thirty-Six Transformations, was something even Sages yearned for, a treasure that existed since the creation of the world. Unfortunately, it was just a legend, and no one had ever seen it. Besides Shrinking Earth into Inches, legend also said there was the even more powerful Embryonic Transformation (胎化易形, Taihua Yixing) Divine Art, a type of divine art even more terrifying than the true great divine arts.

If the guy just now used Shrinking Earth into Inches from the Thirty-Six Transformations…

Huan Ti's eyes were not just blazing with heat, but his heart was also burning up. He took a step and rushed towards the entrance of Gluttonous Valley.

"Bang!" Mo Wuji staggered out of the Gluttonous Valley entrance. Despite his two consecutive attacks, five bloody slashes were still torn into his back by Huan Ti's hand, forming a terrifying bloody handprint.

If he hadn't had a Saint's body, Huan Ti's last handprint could have torn out his heart.

"Dao Friend Mo…" Seeing Mo Wuji's appearance, Meng also asked in surprise.

Mo Wuji shouted sternly, "Dao Friend Meng, join me in attacking, Jie Heng guard well..."

After saying that, Mo Wuji's Crescent Halberd locked down all the surrounding space, tearing open a chasm-like gully and slashing down.

Meng was an experienced veteran. He didn't need Mo Wuji to remind him at all. The Buddhist whisk in his hand transformed into billions of dust threads, these dust threads blanketed the sky, following Mo Wuji's halberd.

In the next moment, Huan Ti appeared under the gully of Mo Wuji's Crescent Halberd. Before Huan Ti could avoid this gully, Meng's billions of dust threads swept over.

The billions of dust threads instantly transformed into the troubles of billions of mortal worlds, wrapping around Huan Ti circle after circle. Although Meng was extremely wary of Huan Ti, once he really started fighting, he would definitely not be even slightly soft-hearted, nor would he hesitate.

If Huan Ti wasn't seriously injured, even if his cultivation had fallen, Meng's billions of troubling threads would only be a tickle to Huan Ti.

Now that Huan Ti's cultivation had fallen from Saint, and he was seriously injured, with a rusty Buddhist shovel stuck in him, it was his weakest moment.

Even so, he still broke free from the troubles in an instant, and shouted sternly, "Meng, how dare you, a mere loose cultivator dares to ambush this Saint."

The red knife-crown on his head turned into a red bolt of silk, as if it had been slashed down from the endless void, slamming onto Mo Wuji's Sky Trench divine art.

The Sky Trench, which had turned into hundreds of thousands of feet long and was still increasing in power, was actually cracked in the void by Huan Ti's red knife-crown. Then, with a crack, Mo Wuji's Sky Trench divine art was broken so easily for the first time.

And the bolt of silk transformed from the red knife-crown still didn't stop, slamming onto the endless troubling dust threads.

The billions of troubling threads, under the light of the knife-crown, were like tofu, shattering inch by inch at an extremely fast speed, about to turn into nothingness.

Jie Heng, who had been told by Mo Wuji to guard, was stunned, his face turning pale. If he had known that Mo Wuji and Meng were dealing with Huan Ti, he would have been beaten to death before he joined in.

A Saint ah, this was a Saint.

But he wasn't an idiot, he knew very well that he had no way to retreat at this moment. Once Huan Ti escaped, he, Jie Heng, would definitely die in the future. For him now, there was only one path, to keep helping.

Mo Wuji's River and Sky Trench of the Four Great Halberd Arts were successively shattered by Huan Ti. Mo Wuji didn't have any fluctuations. Not only did he not retreat, but he rushed towards Huan Ti, blasting out a finger in the void.

Seven World Finger Divine Art, Human World.

Endless Human World intent and Dao runes fell from the sky, transforming into the grand mundane rules.

People lived in this world, and were originally dust. Whether it was now, or a hundred years later, they would eventually turn into dust.

Everything in the world was like fleeting clouds, like fireworks and floating ice, eventually disappearing.

If it wasn't for Meng's billions of troubling dust threads, Huan Ti would have torn apart Mo Wuji's Human World in an instant.

Because Meng's troubling threads hadn't been completely broken, the Human World appeared at this moment. Huan Ti's entire mind relaxed in an instant. After his mind relaxed, the Dao runes of the Buddhist shovel stuck in his body became more and more dense and vigorous. What Huan Ti most longed for was to quiet down, then heal his injuries, without anyone disturbing him, coming to fight him.

All struggles seemed unimportant, all within this Human World.

No, this was an intent divine art.

In just a moment, Huan Ti woke up in shock. He roared, and the red crescent knife-crown was about to tear through the void, tearing Mo Wuji into powder.

Mo Wuji had experienced countless life and death situations, how could he miss this moment? Before Huan Ti's crescent knife-crown had completely controlled this space, his second finger had already blasted over. Seven World Finger's second finger, Heaven and Earth.

After the Human World shattered, it was still Heaven and Earth, a piece of Heaven and Earth controlled by Mo Wuji. In Heaven and Earth, everything was controlled by this finger, this finger was the Heavenly Dao, what could you do?

"Crack for me." Huan Ti roared, no longer caring about the Buddhist shovel in his body, Dao runes flowing, divine essence surging.

The red crescent knife-crown transformed into a red glow, slashing towards Mo Wuji's Heaven and Earth finger, Heaven and Earth shattered. At the same time, the Buddhist shovel on Huan Ti's body also erupted with terrifying Dao runes, blasting out streaks of blood mist from Huan Ti's wounds, Huan Ti's injuries becoming more and more serious. Huan Ti, a Saint, also coughed out several streams of pale yellow blood arrows.

Before Huan Ti could recover, Meng's Buddhist whisk formed a vast world. This world was a shackle, to lock Huan Ti within.

Meng could see that Mo Wuji's attack ability was shockingly terrifying. He was experienced, so he simply used auxiliary divine arts to help Mo Wuji.

Mo Wuji naturally wouldn't miss this opportunity. After the second finger shattered, the third finger of the Seven World Finger, Creation, blasted towards Huan Ti as if from the edge of the sky.

Huan Ti's heart sank. He knew that he had to leave, he had to leave before Meng's shackle world closed. Otherwise, he might really suffer here. This small God Combining ant's divine arts were really too terrifying. This was the most powerful God Combining cultivator he had ever seen since he started cultivating.

Even when he was in the God Combining Realm, he was far inferior to this ant in front of him.

Really depressing, he, Huan Ti, a dignified Saint, was not only heavily injured by a few ants, but had also reached the point of having to escape.

Huan Ti knew that it wasn't because Meng was strong, but because this guy who was only at the God Combining Realm was too strong. This guy's Seven World Finger was simply meant to suppress him, if this guy grew up, it would be a very terrible thing. This ant definitely had a big secret on his body, but unfortunately, he didn't have the ability to uncover this secret. He didn't dare to stay here and fight desperately, because he still had a Buddhist shovel on his body.

Once he fought desperately, his chances of survival were slim. But he wanted to leave, no one could stop him.

Just as Meng had expected, the Level 8 Trapping and Killing Divine Array had extremely limited blocking effect on Huan Ti. Huan Ti spread out his body. With a grab of his hand, Meng's Level 8 Trapping and Killing Divine Array was torn open with a crack.

Huan Ti directly rushed out of Meng's Level 8 Trapping and Killing Divine Array. Jie Heng in the distance breathed a sigh of relief. He saw that Huan Ti wasn't rushing towards him.

As soon as Huan Ti rushed out of Meng's Level 8 Trapping and Killing Divine Array, he felt a chill all over his body, a spatial oppression and killing aura swept over.

Not good, there was a Level 7 Trapping and Killing Divine Array arranged with void array patterns.

Huan Ti suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart. Even though the Level 7 Trapping and Killing Divine Array was nothing in his eyes, he had a strange feeling of unease.

Huan Ti didn't dare to stay for even half a moment. In the time it took to breathe, he had already found the array base of Mo Wuji's void trapping and killing divine array. With a flash of his body, he pounced towards the direction where Jie Heng was.

(That's it for today's update, good night friends!)