Even if we don't get any Originium today, this trip to another world can still be considered a success.
Don't underestimate the battles between a few mountains and seas. How often do ordinary people have the opportunity to witness the skills of these extraordinary figures? Isn't this also a kind of experience and growth?
Shen Qian didn't continue watching the show. He brandished his standard longsword and rushed into the battlefield like a whirlwind, wanting to help Venus break the deadlock.
The three battlefields appear to be balanced, but both sides know that once a victor emerges in one place, the battle will be over.
As Shen Qian joined the battle, the spirit shamans' expressions changed.
The most obvious sign was that the three spirit witches, who had previously managed to defend themselves against Venus, had all become impatient.
They communicated in a language they couldn't understand before, and after clapping their hands as if bestowing some kind of blessing upon each other, the light on the scepter shone even brighter.
boom!
Shen Qian didn't care about anything else. With a swift slash of his longsword, a hundred-meter-long blade of light tore through the sky and slashed down at the three people who were standing back to back.
Without a word, Venus swooped down and, upon turning back, transformed into a golden comet, hurtling upwards towards the three.
Faced with the attack from above and below, the three spirit shamans panicked for a moment, but soon, the weakest of them, the second-level spirit shaman, roared and stepped forward.
He first swept his scepter downwards, creating a layer of dark clouds below. Then, he soared into the sky, shaking his scepter repeatedly, and streaks of starlight converged, transforming into a hundred-meter-long, dark blue blade of light that met Shen Qian's attack.
"snort!"
He looked displeased.
Leave the strongest Sixth Heaven Mountain and Sea and Fourth Heaven Mountain and Sea to defend Venus, and send the weakest one to deal with me.
Moreover, this weakest spirit witch actually set up a formation downwards before rushing out.
An uncle can tolerate it, but an aunt cannot.
This is a good opportunity to test our current combat strength and see if we can truly rival the Second Heaven Mountain and Sea.
Buzz!
Shen Qian pressed down with his longsword, and the hundred-meter-long blade light became even more dazzling, striking heavily against the dark blue blade light.
boom!
A terrifying gust of air scattered in all directions, the blade light shredded the blade light, the sky trembled violently, and countless tiny yet sharp lights flew out in all directions, vaguely cutting white streaks in the air.
Screams and wails came from the ground hundreds of meters below, as many members of the Spirit Witch Clan who were unable to dodge in time perished directly under the scattered blade light.
Upon seeing the tragic state of his people below, the young spirit shaman facing the sinking figure showed grief and indignation on his face. However, before he could raise his staff to vent his sorrow, he suddenly froze.
His expression froze as well.
The middle-aged spirit shaman who had just repelled another wave of Venus's attack also sensed something. He turned his head and then let out a mournful roar.
"Nagu!"
The young man heard the shouts and tried to turn his head, but just as he struggled to twist his neck, as if something was agitating him, his body suddenly shattered.
He remained silent and indifferent before sinking in.
Although his blade's edge was shattered, his trump card was the "Shadow Blade."
Even human warriors would find it difficult to withstand this invisible and intangible killing move, let alone these physically fragile spirit witches.
When the blade flashed out and the opponent was completely unaware, Shen Qian had already foreseen the outcome.
Not only were the spirit witches shocked, but even Number 56 and the others looked on in astonishment, seemingly not expecting that Shen Qian, who had always seemed somewhat invisible, would unleash such formidable power with a single strike.
However, Shen Qian was not afraid of revealing anything. So far, almost everyone who had seen him use Shadow Blade was dead, and even those who were not dead were unlikely to be able to see through this move.
There's not even a trace, how can we investigate?
The battle on the battlefield came to a halt.
The middle-aged shaman glared at Shen Qian with hostility. Just when Shen Qian thought he was about to rush up and fight him to the death, the shaman suddenly retreated.
At the same time, the other seven spirit witches also retreated instantly.
How could Number 56 and the other two let them leave? Just as they were about to give chase, they were blocked by a sudden and powerful wind and thunder formation in mid-air.
Upon closer inspection, all the spirit shamans were ignited with an eerie white light, and their aura was also rising steadily.
"What is this?" Shen Qian felt a sense of déjà vu and was taken aback.
"They are burning their destiny, somewhat similar to how human warriors burn their elemental energy..."
Iron Hammer frowned.
Shen Qian suddenly realized that back in Tianjing, the gentle version of Tantai Qin and her fellow villager Li Sixi from Jingcheng had both done similar things.
At the cost of permanently destroying the foundation, one can directly enter the extreme realm and greatly enhance combat power in a short period of time.
To Shen Qian's surprise, the spirit witches did not take advantage of this brief respite to escape, but instead gathered together and stood a few hundred meters away.
After they reunited, the flame of their destiny was extinguished.
"When the Great Protector proposed... to plunder the human race's fortune, I was extremely unwilling, but the Great Protector insisted on his own way... I don't know how he persuaded the Ancient Tree... but this day has still come..."
The middle-aged shaman sobbed in broken Mandarin, while the remaining six also looked grief-stricken.
"We were born in the Spirit Realm, and our souls should also return to the Spirit Realm. Are you afraid?"
The middle-aged shaman shouted again.
The other six spirit shamans uttered a syllable whose meaning was unclear, but the grief and indignation on their faces revealed their resolve.
The middle-aged shaman let out a roar and then suddenly charged towards the four of them.
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