On the ground, countless tiny electric crackles appeared, as if the entire manor had been transformed into a sea of ​​lightning. The pavilions and towers were instantly shattered into pieces and turned into charred wood chips under the impact of the electric light.

More than thirty barbarian elephant soldiers were struck by lightning, screamed in agony, and fell to the ground.

Some of the elephant warriors were only seriously injured and unconscious, while others, though still in their armor, were nothing more than charred corpses.

In the distance, on the top floor of a six-story tower, stood a man wearing a metal mask—Yin Yi, the young master of the black market.

His eyes were purple, like two purple flames burning in his pupils, and even the white fog covering the city could not obstruct his vision.

Yin Yi gazed at the distant battlefield, shook his head, and said, "A bunch of useless trash! Zi Feng, why don't you help them out!"

"Yes, sir!"

The purple-robed man standing behind Di Yi flashed and flew into the sky above the City of Death.

The Purple Star Envoy hovered in the void, his hands clad in purple metallic gloves. His fingers, still resembling purple metal, continuously formed hand seals. He roared, "Heaven and Earth Spirits, heed my command!"

"Boom!"

The Purple Star Envoy exhaled a breath, which transformed into a whirlwind that swept across the entire City of Death.

The wind howled, making a "whooshing" sound, and in just a moment, the white mist that permeated the city was completely blown away by it.

As the white mist dissipated, the barbarian elephant soldiers who had been besieging Wang Hao regained their sight and all attacked the direction of the Water-Fire-Wind-Thunder Formation.

"kill!"

“Kill Wang Hao, and you will be richly rewarded,” Liu said.

"You think a mere formation can stop me? Liu Si, protect me." Yinshan said in a deep voice.

Liu's four immediately rushed over and stood beside Yinshan.

Yinshan closed his eyes, and a faint soul shadow flew out from his body, hovering above his physical form.

"Senior Yinshan actually cultivated a martial spirit. No wonder he was able to become one of the top ten experts in the Red Moon Organization."

Liu looked at the soul shadow floating above, feeling envious.

Although reaching the Heavenly Realm allows martial artists to use their true energy to nourish their soul and cultivate their martial spirit, only Heavenly Realm martial artists with extremely high cultivation levels can cultivate their soul to the level of a martial spirit.

A Heavenly Realm martial artist who has cultivated a Martial Soul can mobilize the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to launch an attack.

Therefore, a Heavenly Realm martial artist who has cultivated a Martial Soul and a Heavenly Realm martial artist who has not cultivated a Martial Soul are completely different concepts.

The strength of Liu's fourth soul was far from reaching the level of a martial soul.

In fact, "martial spirit" is simply a term used to describe a soul that has reached a certain level.

Yinshan's martial spirit began to mobilize the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, condensing a huge blade shadow in the void, which slashed down at the water, fire, wind and thunder array below.

"Oh no, Yinshan has actually cultivated a martial spirit." Wang Hao's expression changed slightly.

Although Wang Hao also possesses a martial soul and can mobilize the true energy of heaven and earth, and his martial soul is even much stronger than Yinshan's, his martial soul requires the power of the soul vein to communicate, which greatly limits its ability.

Putting aside whether he could contend with Yinshan by mobilizing his martial soul power, Wang Hao dared not expose his martial soul just because that powerful figure who had just dispersed the white mist of the entire city was nearby.

Once his martial spirit is exposed, those who want to kill him will not only be Yinshan and the Barbarian Elephant Army, but will also attract even more terrifying martial artists.

Wang Hao must not reveal his martial soul unless absolutely necessary.

Wang Hao controlled the formation, gathering the power of all thirty-two array flags together and condensing them into a giant ball of electricity, which he then attacked first.

"Whoosh!"

Yinshan also controlled the blade shadow and slashed down.

With a loud bang, the ball of lightning was cleaved apart by the massive blade shadow, transforming into streaks of lightning that shot out in all directions.

"Bang!"

The blade struck the top of the protective shield of the Water, Fire, Wind, and Thunder Formation, causing the ground where the formation was located to collapse and kick up a large cloud of mud and dust.

As the mud and dust settled, a large pit, tens of meters in diameter, was revealed on the ground, having sunk about two meters.

However, apart from the broken battle flags, Wang Hao was nowhere to be seen.

Yinshan's martial spirit returned to his body, and he said, "Quickly chase after him, we can't let him escape."

Li Lin and Liu Shi Si led the barbarian elephant army into the heart of the manor, turning the entire manor upside down.

Wang Hao used his movement technique to push his speed to the limit and rushed towards the entrance of the secret passage.

Controlling the formation had already consumed a lot of spiritual energy, and with Silver Mountain's final attack, Wang Hao suffered serious injuries.

Now, his only hope is to escape through the secret passage.

A sinister voice rang out behind Wang Hao, "Wang Hao, where are you going?"

The old eunuch Li Lin followed closely behind Wang Hao, getting closer and closer.

Wang Hao could clearly feel the chill coming from behind him. Each wisp of chill felt like a steel needle piercing his back, both cold and painful.

Li Lin was much faster than Wang Hao. Just as Wang Hao rushed to the stone entrance of the secret passage, Li Lin clenched his five fingers into a claw shape and grabbed at Wang Hao's back.

Wang Hao knew he would inevitably be hit by the claw marks, but he dared not stop to defend himself. If he stopped even for a moment, Liu Shi Si and the barbarian elephant army would catch up and surround him again.

If he were surrounded again, would he still have the strength to break through? So he had no choice but to fight it out.

"Whoosh!"

Li Lin's claw marks landed on Wang Hao's back.

The claw print collided with the Ice and Fire Qilin Armor, producing a metallic cracking sound, leaving five white marks on the armor.

"It's actually armor comparable to a spiritual weapon. No wonder it was able to withstand Yang Di's attack without dying. It's just a pity that no matter how strong the armor is, it can only withstand penetrating force, not the power of hidden force and shock."

Li Lin retracted his claw print, flattened his five fingers, and transformed them into a palm print.

"Bone-Melting Yin Cotton Palm".

"Bang!"

A chilling, bone-piercing palm strike aimed at Wang Hao's back.

Despite the armor's protection, a continuous, subtle palm strike pierced through it and struck Wang Hao. This palm strike was quite peculiar; it entered his body and struck every bone in his body.

Struck by this blow, Wang Hao flew straight out, crashing into the stone gate of the secret passage and tumbling down the stone steps leading underground.

"There's a secret passage. No wonder Wang Hao was desperately trying to escape in this direction."

Li Lin was overjoyed and immediately chased after him into the secret passage.

Capturing Wang Hao, whether he lives or dies, would be a great achievement.

Wang Hao had been struck by his Bone-Melting Yin Palm, further injuring him; now was the perfect time to kill him.

"What a powerful old eunuch! His skills are superior to those of Yang Di and Liu Suyun, and he has even practiced the heretical technique 'Bone-Melting Technique'."

Wang Hao tumbled down the stone steps, feeling dizzy and weak all over, as if his bones had disappeared.

The sound of flowing water reached my ears; the air was humid, and it was pitch black all around.

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