The Void Refinement stage is truly incredibly powerful!
The pressure from just one divine thought from Patriarch Huayang was so strong that it made all the elite cultivators of the Lingxiao Sect, including Bai Ying, breathless! They exerted all their strength, burning their essence and blood, and even risking damage to their own foundations, just to barely block a casual attack from the opponent.
But for Patriarch Huayang, he hadn't even really made a move yet!
He merely stood there, yet the murderous aura surrounding him devoured everyone's will like an abyss. Even more terrifying, in this very space, eighteen Nascent Soul stage cultivators were watching intently, ready to strike at any moment!
"Pfft—" Bai Ying spat out another mouthful of blood, her internal organs trembling. She fiercely wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, her eyes flashing with resentment.
This can't go on!
No matter how hard they try, no matter how much they grit their teeth and persevere, they will eventually be worn down and die here!
Her eyes quickly scanned her surroundings, her mind racing, searching for any possible chance of survival.
Teleportation array!
Before she arrived, she had prepared a teleportation array just in case.
But at this moment, the ancient sealing array beneath her feet had completely sealed off the entire space, suppressing any spatial fluctuations and making it impossible to activate the teleportation array!
"Is there really no way out...?" A sense of despair rose in Bai Ying's heart, but she quickly suppressed it.
No, there must be a way!
Her gaze was fixed on the patterns of the great formation, and suddenly, her pupils contracted—
This ancient formation doesn't seem to be entirely unsolvable!
In a corner of the formation, there is a tiny crack, which was originally present in this ancient formation after the passage of time!
Although it's only a tiny crack, perhaps...
This is the only chance!
However, it was clear that the cultivator at the Void Refinement stage did not give Bai Ying much time to think. He pointed directly in the direction where Bai Ying was.
The void suddenly distorted. "Boom—!"
A pitch-black dome appeared out of thin air, instantly enveloping Bai Ying!
The surface of the dome was covered with hideous, ghostly patterns, each one writhing as if countless vengeful spirits were wailing within. Inside, a thick, inky aura of death surged, emanating a nauseating, putrid stench that even made the surrounding air hiss and sizzle.
"Netherworld Death Aura Shield!"
Xuan Yuan Chen cried out in shock, his aged face drained of all color, and even his voice trembled:
"This...this is a forbidden technique lost since ancient times! Legend has it that even cultivators at the Integration stage can refine this technique, and you actually..."
Bai Ying, inside the shroud, felt as if her blood was about to freeze.
The deathly aura coiled around her as if it were alive, each touch feeling like a thousand red-hot steel needles piercing her bone marrow, or like countless poisonous insects gnawing at her flesh.
"ah!"
She curled up in pain, but still held on tightly to the Kongtong Seal.
The golden light of the seal dimmed continuously under the corrosive influence of death energy, emitting a mournful cry of unbearable burden, and the mountain and river patterns on its surface were cracking at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"boom!"
A death aura as thick as a child's arm suddenly condensed and slammed into the Kongtong Seal like a venomous python!
"puff."
Bai Ying immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, which was corroded into wisps of black smoke by the death energy before it even hit the ground. Her skin began to fester horribly, and her snow-white skin was instantly covered with black spots, while her once black hair turned gray at a visible speed.
"White Firefly!"
Murong Jin's face instantly turned extremely ugly! Without hesitation, he drew his natal spirit sword, frantically pouring all his spiritual power into the sword, and a dazzling sword light slashed fiercely towards the black shield.
"clang."
Amidst the deafening crash, Murong Jin was thrown several feet away by the recoil, his tiger's mouth split open, and his spirit sword emitted a painful hum!
"Let her go! Please let her go!" Wang Miaomiao rushed to the barrier and pounded on the dark screen with her fists, refusing to stop even when her hands were covered in blood.
The elders of the Lingxiao Sect were furious and unleashed their strongest magical treasures.
In an instant, all sorts of spells poured down on the black shroud like a torrential rain, yet not even a ripple could be stirred.
Xuan Yuan Chen's eyes were bloodshot. Suddenly, he bit his tongue, spitting a mouthful of blood into his palm.
"Using my lifeblood as a catalyst, I will incinerate heaven and earth—Break!"
He actually went so far as to burn his lifespan to use a forbidden technique! A crimson pillar of light crashed into the black shield, but it was like a mud ox entering the sea, instantly swallowed up by the death energy.
"Useless." Patriarch Huayang stroked his beard and laughed, his eyes filled with cruel pleasure. "This Netherworld Death Aura Barrier is simply impossible to break. With your...?"
The eighteen Nascent Soul cultivators let out piercing laughter that echoed through the void.
Ruan Xinrou trembled with excitement, her beautiful face contorted with ecstasy. She stared intently at Bai Ying, who was struggling in agony within the black shroud, her shrill voice piercing the sky:
"Ancestor! Don't let her die too easily! I want to watch her rot inch by inch!" She waved her arms frantically. "I want to extract her soul and refine it into my puppet doll! So she'll forever be awake, watching herself become a walking corpse!"
The surrounding Nascent Soul cultivators burst into laughter upon hearing this, some even placing bets on how long Bai Ying could hold out. The entire scene resembled a bloody carnival.
Only Yan Chiling stood still, his face ashen.
He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug deep into his palms, and blood dripped from between his fingers, yet he remained oblivious. His once clear eyes were now bloodshot as he stared intently at the figure within the black shroud, gradually being swallowed by deathly aura.
He didn't know what was wrong with him. After learning that Bai Ying had killed his master, he hated her to the core and wished he could kill her with his own hands.
He also did a great deal of work for Ancestor Huayang, finding this ancient magic array to trap Bai Ying.
But why... when he saw the scene before him, when he saw Bai Ying about to die, when he saw Bai Ying struggling in such pain, did he feel as if his heart was being squeezed tightly by an invisible hand?
The suffocating pain was a thousand times more intense than the imagined pleasure of revenge.
He felt an indescribable discomfort welling up from his heart, engulfing his entire being.
how so?
"What's wrong with me...?" Yan Chiling pressed his temples in pain, veins bulging on his forehead.
Bai Ying knelt on both knees, her vision gradually blurring, only the faint sound of her own heartbeat remaining in her ears. The aura of death, like a bone-deep ailment, frantically eroded her meridians, even turning her spiritual energy into a deadly black poison, rampaging through her body and bringing excruciating pain.
"Is... this really the end?"
She clenched her teeth tightly, and blood seeped from her lips.
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