However, Liu Jiantang, in his Blood King Gu state, possessed an incredibly strong body and regenerative abilities. Facing the immense thunder, he did not dodge at all, nor did he even glance at Xiao Yuhan. He directly used his body to receive the thunder. Although his body was injured by the thunder, it recovered to its original state in an instant.
Everyone was shocked; despite such an offensive, they still had no advantage whatsoever.
Meanwhile, Miao Xiaodie, who was controlling insects and corpses to attack, and Long Xiaoyu were exchanging flute music that could suppress Liu Jiantang. It has to be said that Miao Xiaodie's talent and strength are amazing. She learned it immediately after hearing Long Xiaoyu play it once. Moreover, her cultivation level is the strongest among all of them. When she played it with Long Xiaoyu, it had an immediate effect.
Liu Jiantang regained his senses for a moment. When he realized that he was fighting with his fellow disciples, he made a decisive decision and raised the Dragon Slayer Sword to cut off his own head. However, this action made Long Xiaoyu panic and stop playing her flute.
Meanwhile, Ye Qingyun directly drew his sword to block Liu Jiantang's attack, which was intended to end his own life.
After the flute music stopped, the combined playing of Miao Xiaodie and Long Xiaoyu could no longer have any effect on Liu Jiantang; at most, it could only slow him down.
Without delay, the three brothers attacked Liu Jiantang again, and the world in the Ten Thousand Mountains changed color. Dark clouds covered the sky, fire and lightning intertwined, and countless sword energies crisscrossed.
Nangong Ling'er protected Bai Yao from a distance, thus preventing her from being affected.
They had given it their all, but even so, the battle didn't last long. Second Senior Sister Shen Huairu was pierced through the chest by Liu Jiantang's sword, just inches away from the heart meridian. She was immediately seriously injured and lost her fighting ability. At this critical moment, everyone knew that there was no way to subdue Liu Jiantang today.
Senior Brother Ye Qingyun, the sect leader, decided to stay behind to cover the retreat. Xiao Yuhan also knew that he should not hesitate any longer at this moment. He picked up his seriously injured second senior sister Shen Huairu and ran away. Long Xiaoyu was unwilling to leave, but Miao Xiaodie grabbed her and pulled her away. Junior Sister Nangong Ling'er followed without hesitation.
In a crevice in the mountain, Nangong Ling'er, covered in sweat, was healing Shen Huairu's injuries, with Bai Yao helping out from the side. Xiao Yuhan stood at the cave entrance, watching and waiting for his senior brother, the sect leader, to return.
At this moment, a light rain began to fall from the sky, and the cold wind blew the rain into the cave. Not far away, a wet figure slowly walked towards them.
Upon closer inspection, Xiao Yuhan realized it was Ye Qingyun, the sect leader's senior brother. He was staggering in the rain, his face extremely pale, and his entire left arm was missing, leaving only a bloody wound at the severed arm.
Xiao Yuhan immediately ran forward to help Ye Qingyun up, "Senior brother! Your hand..."
"It's alright! Losing an arm doesn't mean I'm dead, it won't affect me much. Fortunately, the hand that was holding the sword wasn't cut off!" Ye Qingyun said with an indifferent expression. In fact, for cultivators, the body is the bridge between themselves and the world. Losing an arm may not seem like much to ordinary people, but for cultivators, the incompleteness of their limbs means that they will never be able to touch the true path of immortality.
In other words, even if Ye Qingyun were to cultivate to the legendary ninth level of the Mahayana realm one day, he would absolutely have no way to peek into the path to immortality.
Although reaching the Mahayana realm is an extremely difficult thing to do, it is by no means a pipe dream for a cultivation prodigy like Ye Qingyun.
Pretending to be indifferent at this moment is probably intentional, as he is likely afraid that his junior brothers and sisters will blame him.
Xiao Yuhan was quite helpless and muttered, "Why didn't you pick up the severed arm? It can be reattached!"
Ye Qingyun's breath grew weaker and weaker. "Even if it's repaired, so what? Being injured by the Dragon Slayer Sword, even if it's repaired, it can never be the same again. Once it's crippled, it's crippled. I'm not the kind of person who can't let things go!"
Xiao Yuhan said no more and helped his seriously injured senior brother back to the cave. When Nangong Ling'er saw that her senior brother had lost his left arm, her eyes immediately reddened and she rushed forward to treat him.
Shen Huairu and Ye Qingyun were seriously injured and unconscious. Everyone else was still recovering from their injuries. The atmosphere in the cave suddenly became somber.
No one spoke, while Long Xiaoyu remained silent and deep in thought, glancing at Xiao Yuhan from time to time, as if she had something to say but dared not say it.
As night fell, everyone had gone to bed and rested. Long Xiaoyu quietly got up and called Xiao Yuhan, who was on night watch, out.
The rain outside the cave had stopped, and Xiao Yuhan was also curious about why Long Xiaoyu had called him here in the middle of the night.
But she still seemed hesitant, looking as if she wanted to say something but couldn't, which made Xiao Yuhan even more suspicious.
Suddenly, Xiao Yuhan seemed to realize something and immediately asked, "You... do you have some ideas?"
Long Xiaoyu stared at Xiao Yuhan with a very solemn expression, then nodded and said, "Yes!"
"Tell me about it!"
"Liu Jiantang's power has greatly increased because of the Blood King Gu. We are already considered to be among the top combat forces in the world, but we still can't stop him. You should know the consequences of this."
Xiao Yuhan could imagine the consequences. If Senior Brother Liu went to the Central Plains, it would be an absolute disaster. So he said, "No need for so much preamble. Just tell me what your thoughts are!"
“Let’s train another Blood King Gu!” Long Xiaoyu’s voice was low, and it was clear that she was not joking at all.
Xiao Yuhan was taken aback, thinking that this was indeed a solution, using poison to fight poison, but the idea seemed somewhat unreliable.
"Are you sure this will work? What if it's another case like Senior Brother Liu? Wouldn't that just make things worse?"
"The reason he became uncontrollable is because his brother is dead and no one can control him. But if I were to practice Gu now, I would definitely be able to create a Blood King Gu that can rival him."
Xiao Yuhan shook his head. "Your brother Long Tu suffered a backlash because the Blood King Gu went out of control. If you also cultivate an uncontrollable Blood King Gu, what will happen if you suffer a backlash?"
“My brother suffered a backlash because he completely enraged Liu Jiantang when he was cultivating the Blood King Gu. I suspect that my brother must have used me to disrupt Liu Jiantang’s mind. But I am different. If someone voluntarily becomes the Blood King Gu, they will definitely not suffer a backlash!”
With Xiao Yuhan's intelligence, she understood Long Xiaoyu's meaning and immediately asked, "So you want me to become this Blood King Gu, right? But I only have the cultivation of the ninth level of the Nascent Soul Realm. Even if the Blood King Gu can raise my power by a whole realm, I am still no match for Senior Brother Liu!"
Long Xiaoyu nodded and then said, "Of course, I would prefer Miao Xiaodie or your senior brother Ye Qingyun to be the candidate, but that girl Miao Xiaodie will definitely not believe me, and your senior brother Ye Qingyun is seriously injured and probably cannot withstand the erosion of the blood pool."
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