At that moment, the world seemed to freeze. Everyone held their breath, and even the wind seemed to stop. They stared wide-eyed at the scene before them in disbelief, their throats gripped by an invisible hand, unable to utter a sound.
These white fireflies... are truly terrifying.
She was surrounded by a dazzling silver halo, each ray of light containing a terrifying pressure. Those once high and mighty cultivators in the Void Refinement stage now died like ants at her feet, their blood meandering like a river on the bluestone slabs, reflecting her cold face.
Bai Ying gently touched the lingering spiritual energy fluctuations at her fingertips, finding it unbelievable even to herself. The power of the *Tai Xu Shen Zhao Jing* was terrifyingly potent!
This peerless cultivation technique, obtained from Senior Bai Li, has shown unimaginable power as the practitioner's skill has improved.
She had expected today to be a bloody battle.
After all, his opponents were dozens of renowned Void Refinement experts, many of whom were ancient monsters who had lived for over a thousand years. Yet, facing so many powerful figures, he felt that killing them was effortless!
"Heh...very good!"
Bai Ying suddenly chuckled, a laugh that sent chills down the spines of the remaining cultivators. She looked down at the corpses scattered on the ground, a suppressed killing intent surging in her eyes.
She can finally get her revenge!
"Ancestor Huayang, your death is near!"
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However, the Lingyin Sect was already in complete chaos at this moment.
The seventy-two peaks of Lingyin Sect were shrouded in a suffocating pressure.
The light screen of the sect's protective formation, the "Nine Heavens Spirit Concealment Formation," trembled violently, emitting a humming sound as if it could not bear the weight.
Qi Haoyuan knelt at the core of the array, his ten fingers deeply embedded in the jade array platform, the blood seeping from between his fingers meandering into tiny streams on the array patterns. The other Lingyin Sect cultivators around him were also struggling to hold on.
"Hold on!" Qi Haoyuan roared, but his voice was drowned out by the deafening explosion. Five of the seven Nascent Soul stage elders behind him had already fallen, Xuan Yuanchen was already unconscious, and his disciple Zhou Jingmo, with a broken sword stuck in his chest, was still desperately holding on to the last defensive array.
Above the clouds, Patriarch Huayang stood with his hands behind his back.
This powerful being, who had reached the late stage of the Void Refinement realm, wore a Xuan Tian Star Robe, with the power of laws flowing through every fold of his robe. Behind him, thirty-six cultivators from the Huayang Sect formed the "Heavenly Gang Immortal Slaughtering Formation," their chilling sword energy shredding the clouds within a hundred miles.
The voice of Patriarch Huayang was as cold as ice from the deepest hell, "I didn't expect those remnants of the Lingxiao Sect to come here... In that case, the entire Lingyin Sect will be destroyed as well..."
He slowly raised his hand, and a point of scarlet blood gathered at his withered fingertips.
In an instant, the world changed color, and seventy-two blood-red lightning bolts struck down from the void, causing spiderweb-like cracks to appear on the array's light screen.
"Pfft!" Qi Haoyuan spat out a mouthful of blood, his vision blurring. He clearly heard the sound of his bones shattering, yet he still held on tightly to the array platform. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the unconscious Xuan Yuan Chen being thrown back by the shockwave, crashing heavily into the Dragon-Slaying Stone.
"Master, how about I do it for you?"
As the clear, melodious female voice rang out, the sky full of blood-red lightning suddenly froze.
Ruan Xinrou descended through the air, her snow-white silk skirt fluttering in the fierce wind. A bright red cinnabar mole adorned her brow, and pink spiritual light danced between her slender fingers.
During this time, Patriarch Huayang had already taken Ruan Xinrou as his personal disciple. He took her with him in everything he did, and this was no exception.
When Patriarch Huayang saw Ruan Xinrou arrive, he nodded slightly: "I'll leave this small matter to you."
Ruan Xinrou smiled sweetly and gently raised her hand. The seemingly gentle spiritual light landed on the great formation, but it unleashed a terrifying power comparable to that of a Void Refinement stage cultivator.
This is precisely the primordial power that the Huayang Ancestor bestowed upon her.
That's to make each of her attacks exceptionally amazing.
After all, this newly accepted disciple possessed a "system" that even he found very interesting.
According to Ruan Xinrou, the more famous she becomes and the more she is loved by everyone, the more she is able to absorb the world's fortune.
Now that Bai Ying is dead, she can take her place. Once she obtains all the fortune, she can ascend to immortality instantly.
Ruan Xinrou stood in mid-air, her eyes flashing with a cold, venomous light. Looking down at the Nascent Soul cultivators lying sprawled below, she parted her lips slightly: "This is what you call a Nascent Soul master? They couldn't even withstand a single blow from me... truly disappointing."
She suddenly burst into a hysterical laugh, a laugh as clear and crisp as a silver bell, yet chilling to the bone: "It's a pity that that bitch Bai Ying died too young..." With a flick of her wrist, an exquisitely crafted puppet appeared in her palm, "Otherwise, I would have definitely made her taste the agony of having her soul extracted and refined."
"Snap!"
The core array plate of the sect-protecting formation finally succumbed to the pressure, cracking open with spiderweb-like patterns.
Qi Haoyuan knelt at the center of the array, his ten fingers digging deep into the jade array platform, blood trickling down the ancient array patterns. He listened to Ruan Xinrou's vicious words, but the image of that stubborn figure appeared before his eyes. If that child were here, wouldn't she be the first to rush forward and fight to the death?
"When she died, there wasn't a single patch of good skin left on her body; she'd bled to death..." Ruan Xinrou deliberately dragged out her words, her footsteps crunching over the shattered stones, "Not even a single intact bone remained." She suddenly let out a shrill laugh, her voice like fingernails scraping against glass, "What...what a pity...Actually, I still wanted to spare her life; someone like her deserved to be tortured. Who would have thought she'd be so useless..."
Qi Haoyuan's eyes were bloodshot, and his teeth were grinding together. That girl, that foolish child who would give anything to save her fellow disciples... now even her remains are gone...
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