"Fourth-Rank Divine Ability – Blood Spirit Ray!"
A light "poof" sound was heard. As Yang Fan registered the sound, his body felt a sharp pain.
Yang Fan looked down with a contorted expression. Blood was gushing from his heart, where a gaping hole had appeared.
In the next second, Yang Fan plummeted from mid-air, landing heavily on the cold ground. His blood slowly stained the ground red, turning him into a corpse.
Seeing this, Wu Tao, Ye Hong, Yu Mo, Ma Fan, Cong Shujie, Shi Zhenxiang, Zuo Zong, and Li Zhang’s hearts sank.
If that strike had not been aimed at Yang Fan, one of them would likely have died. The more they thought about it, the more unnerved they became.
While they did not fear death, they did not wish to die so pointlessly.
Xuezha, encountering this unusual situation, let out a smug laugh. This divine ability of his was slightly less effective against opponents of equal rank, but it was overwhelmingly potent against those of lower cultivation.
With Yang Fan dead, the Demonic Poisonous Snake-Shaped Treasure Vase also fell to the ground, and the poisonous mist gradually dissipated.
"Don't panic. I'll handle him. You deal with the others."
Just as Wu Tao, Ye Hong, Yu Mo, Ma Fan, Cong Shujie, Shi Zhenxiang, Zuo Zong, and Li Zhang were cautiously waiting, not daring to move, an incomparably chilling voice echoed from within Lv Yuehua.
At this moment, Lv Yuehua was enveloped in a hazy blue cold aura. In the blink of an eye, she appeared before Xuezha.
"Hmph! Take this!"
Lv Yuehua wielded her natal magic treasure, the Guanghan Moon Wheel Flute, and struck directly at Xuezha's head.
Seeing this, Wu Tao, Ye Hong, Yu Mo, Ma Fan, Cong Shujie, Shi Zhenxiang, Zuo Zong, and Li Zhang also revealed their various magic artifacts and remnant treasures. A great battle was imminent.
Looking at the beautiful yet fierce woman before him, Xuezha found himself in a difficult position.
He truly did not wish to engage in another fight before this batch of "two-legged sheep" cargo was safely delivered home.
It was precisely for this reason that he had dispatched Xueahan, equipping him with all his blood beasts, to delay Lv Yuehua and her group, attempting to buy enough time for their retreat.
However, he had never expected Xueahan to be so incompetent, failing to hold back a few human cultivators despite having so many blood beasts, and even losing his own life.
Xuezha, seeing Lv Yuehua's attack, showed no fear. He unfurled his bat wings, activated his protective blood light, and, holding his natal blood treasure, the Blood Light Heavy Hammer, engaged Lv Yuehua in combat.
But after only a few exchanges, Xuezha's eyes suddenly lit up, and the surrounding environment transformed into a world of ice and snow.
Everything was a vast expanse of white. The cold wind howled, and large snowflakes danced in the air. Opposite him, Lv Yuehua, holding the Guanghan Moon Wheel Flute, regarded him with a cold smile.
Though Xuezha was inwardly surprised, he soon regained his composure.
After all, he was of the Earl realm, and the human female cultivator before him was of a slightly lower cultivation. What was there to fear?
On the other side.
Wu Tao, Ye Hong, Yu Mo, Ma Fan, Cong Shujie, Shi Zhenxiang, Zuo Zong, and Li Zhang were each battling several Viscount-level Blood Clan members.
Without a word, Yu Mo patted her storage bag. Instantly, over a dozen dazzling top-tier magic artifacts of purple, black, red, silver, orange, and other hues shot into the sky.
These dozens of top-tier magic artifacts circled briefly above Yu Mo’s head, emitting faint rumbling sounds, before charging directly at the Viscount-level Blood Clan members.
In such an unfavorable situation, to hold back now would be an act of utter foolishness.
The Viscount-level Blood Clan members facing them, upon witnessing the immense momentum of Yu Mo's attack, uniformly changed their expressions.
Several top-tier magic artifacts, emitting a bloody light, flew from the hands of these Viscount-level Blood Clan members.
With a shower of colorful lights, Yu Mo's Earth Silver Sword, Black Dragon Saber, Flying Dragon Claws, Water Spirit Fork, Death Ray Torch, and over a dozen other top-tier magic artifacts collided with the blood-red emitting magic artifacts, creating a dazzling display of light.
Wu Tao, Ye Hong, Ma Fan, Cong Shujie, Shi Zhenxiang, Zuo Zong, and Li Zhang, upon seeing this, revealed looks of pleasant surprise, silently acknowledging that a special physique like the Spiritual Eye indeed possessed a rich endowment.
Cong Shujie and Shi Zhenxiang exchanged a look, then revealed their hands, which now held two golden rings radiating a chilling aura, clearly not ordinary items.
"Remnant Treasure Yin-Yang Earth Locking Rings, go."
Cong Shujie and Shi Zhenxiang whispered the incantation without hesitation, tossing the Yin-Yang Earth Locking Rings outward. They transformed into a white light and a black light, charging directly at the Viscount-level Blood Clan members they were to face.
As the Yin-Yang Earth Locking Rings flew towards the Viscount-level Blood Clan members, they expanded into a large earth-yellow formation, about ten feet in size.
It directly enveloped the Viscount-level Blood Clan members.
Following this, Cong Shujie and Shi Zhenxiang engaged in a fierce battle with the Viscount-level Blood Clan members, a heated struggle ensuing.
On Cong Shujie and Shi Zhenxiang's side, they desperately channeled spiritual power into the Yin-Yang Earth Locking Rings, attempting to trap their opponents and hold out until others could break free.
Meanwhile, the Viscount-level Blood Clan members on the other side began employing all their methods to bombard the formation, seeking to break out as quickly as possible.
...
On Ma Fan's side, his musculature contracted rapidly, generating immense explosive power in a short span. He swung his Berserker Axe with great force, creating gusts of wind.
The immense strength and speed successfully forced the several Viscount-level Blood Clan members surrounding him to retreat several steps.
Facing several formidable foes, Ma Fan charged forward filled with killing intent, growing more courageous as he fought, his aura becoming increasingly sharp and magnificent.
He unleashed his formidable strength without reservation, his entire being radiating an unyielding momentum, his power surging forth.
Facing such a terrifying opponent, the Viscount-level Blood Clan members became hesitant and cautious.
...
Ye Hong let out a cold snort, rubbed her hands together, and then raised them. Suddenly, strands of gold and silver threads appeared in her hands.
A large number of gold and silver threads shot out at high speed, like a rain of arrows, showering the Viscount-level Blood Clan members.
The Viscount-level Blood Clan members, not to be outdone, unleashed a barrage of blood clan spells, their aura astonishingly fierce.
When the two clashed, a deafening explosion erupted! ...
Zuo Zong, facing several Viscount-level Blood Clan members, also acted without hesitation. He patted his storage bag, and a small, dark black mountain appeared in his left hand.
The mountain spun, expanding hundreds of times, transforming into a mountain over ten feet high. It struck the Viscount-level Blood Clan members with brute force.
These Viscount-level Blood Clan members were not foolish. Seeing this situation, they knew they could not face it head-on.
Immediately, they scattered and dodged, evading the attack.
Unfortunately, the black mountain's capabilities extended beyond this...
Zuo Zong chanted an incantation.
The black mountain emitted a humming sound and then split into several smaller peaks, descending upon the Viscount-level Blood Clan members.
Seeing that they could no longer evade, these Viscount-level Blood Clan members simply stopped dodging and unhesitatingly threw out various blood clan artifacts to block the attack.
The battle between Zuo Zong and these Viscount-level Blood Clan members was also in a stalemate...
Li Zhang, on his part, unleashed a "pseudo-divine ability – Wind Sweeps Clouds!"
The wind began very small but, after a few swirls, suddenly transformed into a raging gale that soared into the sky.
With a single sweep, it engulfed the Viscount-level Blood Clan members he was fighting.
Having done this, a murderous glint flashed in his eyes. He clasped his hands together, forming a hand seal. The "whooshing" sound grew louder and louder, the gale now sweeping across the heavens and earth.
The raging wind swirled, and the Viscount-level Blood Clan members felt as if they had been struck in the chest with a thousand pounds of force, nearly to the point of immediate death.
...
Knowing the Blood Clan were difficult to deal with, Wu Tao attacked with full force from the outset.
In an instant, Wu Tao's aura surged at an astonishing rate, giving the impression that he had transformed into a sword, standing tall and arrogant, looking down on the world!
The Chuxi Sword was drawn directly from its sheath. As the sword light flowed, it carried a fearsome aura. A torrent of majestic sword energy erupted, extending a hundred feet, its power terrifying.
At this moment, the Viscount-level Blood Clan members felt a terrifying presence that seemed capable of making the entire world tremble.
"Boom!"
With a world-shattering roar, the Chuxi Sword slashed downward.
The hundred-foot-long majestic sword energy effortlessly erased the Viscount-level Blood Clan members from this world.
Having dealt with the enemies before him, Wu Tao let out a cold snort and pointed at the Chuxi Sword in front of him.
Instantly, the Chuxi Sword let out a cry and, with a slight tremor, vanished strangely.
In the next moment, on Ma Fan's side, the Chuxi Sword flashed above the heads of the Viscount-level Blood Clan members opposite him, striking down like lightning, eliminating them in one go.
Following suit, Wu Tao proceeded to help Ye Hong, Yu Mo, Cong Shujie, Shi Zhenxiang, Zuo Zong, and Li Zhang eliminate the Viscount-level Blood Clan members standing before them.
Wu Tao, Ma Fan, Ye Hong, Yu Mo, Cong Shujie, Shi Zhenxiang, Zuo Zong, and Li Zhang’s battles concluded.
The remaining battle was now between Lv Yuehua and Xuezha.
...
Trapped in a world of ice and snow, Xuezha’s sinister smile slowly faded. His eyes, as cold as a serpent's, fixed on Lv Yuehua. He muttered, "Little girl, your spiritual energy is so powerful. By realm alone, I am a level above you..."
"But..."
"Little girl, your spiritual energy is too strong..."
"It even makes it difficult for me to discern who among us is truly more powerful..."
"..."
Lv Yuehua's expression remained calm, as if her emotions would forever remain so.