Super War God in the City

"What? The Sect Hierarch has emerged?" The onlookers, seeing this, couldn't help but be startled, their faces unconsciously revealing a hint of awe.

Although the power of the Wushen Lineage had waned, over the years, the authority and presence of Sect Hierarch Lan Xingyuan had made a profound impression—people's reputations beloved as shadows of great trees.

Despite how these people might have discussed matters privately, none would dare to be disrespectful in the presence of Lan Xingyuan.

As they watched Lan Xingyuan suddenly emerge from the secret chamber, his aura formidable, the people of the Zhu Rong Lineage immediately tensed up.

However, it only took a moment for everyone to calm down.

No matter how capable Lan Xingyuan was, he was just a person suffering from a hidden ailment in the Half-step Divine Realm, fundamentally unable to compete with Dong Yanghua.

"Swoosh swoosh swoosh!"

At that moment, several figures successively appeared in everyone's line of sight.

The surrounding crowd, upon seeing this, couldn't help but be startled again; however, upon recognizing who the newcomers were, they were simultaneously shocked and greatly relieved.

These were none other than several other ascetic practitioners from the Zhu Rong Lineage, each in the Half-step Divine Realm.

Just considering the number of individuals in the Half-step Divine Realm, the Zhu Rong Lineage completely outmatched Lan Xingyuan, so what was there for the crowd to fear?

"Everyone need not panic," said a disciple from the Zhu Rong Lineage lightly, "Would the higher-ups take such a significant step without absolute confidence?"

"That's true, we were overthinking it!" someone nearby nodded.

These individuals were elite disciples and mid-upper-tier members of the sect, and the success or failure of the power struggle was closely tied to their interests.

Therefore, they were relatively concerned about today's events.

Seeing Lan Xingyuan appear, Grand Witch Canye's expression slightly changed. He didn't make a move but didn't stop Dong Yanghua either; in his heart, he still leaned towards the Zhu Rong Lineage.

Upon seeing Ling Fan and her father appear one after another, Lan Zihan immediately felt reassured, believing that Ling Fan definitely had a way to handle the situation, even with all the opposing ascetic practitioners present.

Apart from her, Elder Wulei and Wei Xuewen among other Peak Masters felt heavy-hearted, seeing little hope in the situation.

At present, within the Wushen Lineage, the only ones still capable of fighting were the boastful Ling Fan and the Sector Hierarch Lan Xingyuan, who was ill and halfway into the realm.

If these people had fought one by one, united and formed a group, perhaps there was still a chance to compete against the opposition.

But now, the overall situation was settled; no matter how the Sect Hierarch and Ling Fan fought back, in everyone's view, it was nothing more than a desperate struggle at death's door!

"The next moment will mark the changing of dynasties within our Witchcraft Sect, a time when the universe is reset!" Jia Qingsheng spoke calmly, an air of composed assurance about him.

"Hehe, indeed, we have been planning for years, just waiting for this moment!" said Liang Cheng'en in a grave tone.

"Wicked deeds will meet their end one day; we should thank Lan Xingyuan for having such a good daughter, otherwise, where would we have had such an excellent opportunity, no telling how much longer we would have had to wait!" Lu Hongshuo sneered, disdainfully glancing in Lan Zihan's direction.

Hearing this, several others couldn't help but chuckle softly, their expressions filled with the celebratory mood of victors about to rejoice with wine.

In stark contrast were Wei Xuewen and his side, enveloped in an air of gloom.

Across the entire scene, the two true factions, two types of emotions, formed a stark contrast!

The Zhu Rong Lineage was numerous and powerful, each face showing excitement and exhilaration, whereas the Wushen Lineage was solemn and silent, each face painted with a tinge of tragic defeat.

At that moment, the awe-inspiring Dong Yanghua and Lan Xingyuan were about to come face to face in confrontation.

"Lan Xingyuan, it is you who are unworthy of your position, blame me not for rising against you today," Dong Yanghua declared, as his attacks, enveloping roaring thunder, earth-shatteringly swept towards Lan Xingyuan.

With this strike, he had absolute confidence in his victory over his opponent.

If even Lan Xingyuan, who was plagued with a hidden illness and had unstable strength, could handle the situation, there was no point in living!

"Dong Yanghua, you've been restless for many years, and today you finally show your true colors," Lan Xingyuan coldly shouted. "I, Lan Xingyuan, am now cleansing our ranks, killing one to warn a hundred!"

Upon hearing this, Dong Yanghua's heart inadvertently skipped a beat, and his gaze turned icy as he clenched his teeth and said, "Lan Xingyuan, stop pretending — we've known each other for decades, who doesn't know who? I've suspected your hidden illness since back then!

Even now, you still dare to talk tough, do you think I'm easily fooled?"

"Hmph, enough with the nonsense. Have you any last words? If not, go repent in hell!" Lan Xingyuan coldly shouted, before his fist explosively collided with Dong Yanghua's.

"Boom!"

"Bang~"

The intense energy rampaged as the two solidly clashed against each other, Dong Yanghua's lips curling into a cold smile.

He couldn't understand why Lan Xingyuan would compete in areas of weakness against strengths; fists were not his forte, while his Flying Dragon Claws were of Spiritual Artifact level, comparable to a Spirit Sword.

But the next second, Dong Yanghua's complexion suddenly changed drastically, and his eyes bulged wide open.

He felt an overwhelming force instantly crush his powerful strike, and through the Flying Dragon Claws on his hands, the force layered and brutally rampaged into his body.

Amidst the shocked and slack-jawed onlookers, one could see the initially confident Dong Yanghua, his body like a broken mass, suddenly thrown backwards.

"This... this..." Dong Tianyi stood at a distance with his mouth agape, his face filled with terror and disbelief.

"How... how can this be..." Jia Qian and the others nearby all turned pale, unable to accept the scene before their eyes.

At this moment, the most shocked were Lu Hongshuo and the other Peak Masters. These people had originally stood by, grinning as they watched the situation, waiting for Dong Yanghua to defeat Lan Xingyuan with one punch.

They had anticipated seeing the Wushen Lineage completely obliterated, never imagining they would witness this inexplicable event.

While everyone was still shocked and stupefied, the expression on Dong Yanghua, who was still mid-flight, shifted rapidly from horror to a ghastly pale, and then finally to complete terror.

"Ah~

No...."

Dong Yanghua's face contorted in a grim and agonizing scream, his voice filled with endless regret and fear!

"Bang~"

With a sudden explosion, in the dumbfounded faces of the spectators, Dong Yanghua's body violently burst into a cloud of blood mist.

Silence, as quiet as death itself!

The members of the Zhu Rong Lineage were all struck dumb, their minds seemed to have exploded, everything coming to a sudden halt, as if time itself had frozen.

The visage of the wizened Grand Witch Canye was filled with shock, and he couldn't help but tremble and mutter, "The authority... of the God Realm?"

The previously pessimistic disciples of the Wushen Lineage also widened their eyes, incredulously watching the scene before them, as if in a dream.

"The Sect Hierarch... has he broken through to the God Realm?" Wei Xuewen dropped his jaw, his face filled with shock as he muttered.

Meanwhile, Huang Yutang and Gu Xingchao, among others, also came to their senses, their faces flushed with excitement, shaking uncontrollably, completely beyond their imagination.

Thinking it was a dead end, who could have expected that at the last moment, amidst extreme peril, salvation would appear, revealing a new path amid dark times!

After killing Dong Yanghua with a punch, Lan Xingyuan quickly turned to look at Ling Fan, ready to lend a hand, but he was abruptly stunned by the scene before him!