Chapter 391 Puppet Master Awakening
Suddenly, the dark sky was filled with blue lightning arrays, which were crackling and absorbing the heavenly lightning, making the cultivators from the outer realms below feel their scalps tingle.
Because of their cultivation techniques, they are most wary of attacks with lightning and fire attributes, let alone this terrifying heavenly lightning.
"Elder Wu!" Several cultivators nearby pleaded, "If this continues, I'm afraid we'll..."
Wu Han's face was grim. He silently turned to look at Xin Hun Yin, only to see that she showed no intention of retreating.
Left with no other choice, he could only unleash his strongest defensive magic weapon and shout, "Don't panic, prepare your defenses!"
Sudden.
A low roar came from the air. In the instant his bone sword fused, all the events of his past life seemed like yesterday.
His eyes were bloodshot as he glared at the extraterrestrial cultivators below, his anger barely contained as he roared, "You dare disturb the lower realm? You deserve to die!"
As his roar subsided, sword formations appeared in the air, and bursts of silver sword light pierced the sky, sweeping across the battlefield with overwhelming force, leaving them utterly defenseless.
Wu Han caught a glimpse of the carnage not far away, and a thought of retreat began to creep into his mind. "Damn it!"
Just as he was cursing, Ye Luo, who was operating a magic array in the air, seized the opportunity and unleashed a barrage of attacks, causing rocks to fly and screams to fill the air.
That concludes the discussion.
Many cultivators from beyond the realm could no longer hold on and fled desperately to the rear, which infuriated Xin Hun Yin. "Damn it!"
Lin Chen was somewhat astonished by the battle situation. He hadn't expected that the two of them could withstand the attack without showing any signs of defeat using only the power of this formation.
Although it has the benefit of heavenly lightning, this level of power is still too terrifying.
Moreover, one thing puzzled him: why did the terrifying heavenly lightning only strike them when they violated the laws of the lower realm?
Nan Muyin and her group, on the other hand, seemed completely unaffected, as if nothing had happened.
What the hell is going on?!
This dazzling attack made Cen Feng's blood boil, and he was so angry that he jumped up and down: "Damn it, you guys were showing off without me!"
Ye Luo chuckled softly from afar, "This is a high-level game; you're too weak to play."
"Ptooey! Ptooey! Ptooey!"
Just as Cen Feng was about to retort, he suddenly felt a killing intent coming at him, and he subconsciously raised a shield in front of him.
He waited for a long time but found nothing unusual. Just as he relaxed his guard, Ye Luo's stern warning suddenly rang out.
Watch out behind you!
Suddenly, a crack appeared in the void behind him, and arrows shot out with a whooshing sound, carrying a chilling aura that sent shivers down one's spine.
Caught off guard by the sudden attack, Cen Feng's hastily erected shield was pierced through in an instant. "Damn it!!"
Just at this critical moment, a familiar figure blocked his way and swung his sword to deflect several sword beams.
"Yan Xiao?!" Cen Feng was shocked as he recovered from his shock. He suddenly noticed the arrow that had pierced through his shoulder. In an instant, it turned into a chilling aura that penetrated his flesh, corroding the wound and preventing it from healing. Crimson blood gushed out, quickly soaking his clothes.
"Yan Xiao!" Cen Feng rushed forward to support him, clutching his wound with both hands as tears streamed down his face. He trembled as he said, "The blood...the blood won't stop...why is this happening?!"
"Let me see!" Ye Luo arrived at this moment, waving her array flags to set up a barrier around the area to prevent being ambushed again.
Looking at the chilling black mist emanating from the wound on Yan Xiao's shoulder, Ye Luo frowned and said, "It's a curse."
Cen Feng: "I don't care about any curses, just hurry up and stop his bleeding!"
Ye Luo: "If the caster doesn't break the curse, the bleeding won't stop..."
"I don't believe it... There must be a way, right?!"
Cen Feng kept muttering to himself, pressing his blood-stained hand against his festering wound, tears streaming down his face.
"sorry……"
"Stop, it will stop..."
"Xiao Feng, calm down!" Yan Xiao looked at him like this, suppressing the chill surging through his body, and forced a relaxed smile. "Don't cry, don't cry, I'm fine!"
However, Cen Feng's expression was abnormal at this moment, and he couldn't listen to his words at all. It was as if he was possessed, and his expression became more and more fierce.
Scenes flashed through his mind, images that seemed familiar, causing him to experience a splitting headache. "Aaaaaah—!"
"Xiao Feng!"
"Fifth Senior Brother!"
Cen Feng clutched his head and roared, his eyes surging with dark energy, and his demonic aura suddenly became violent, his imposing presence sending shivers down people's spines.
Ye Luo handed the thrown Yan Xiao to Xiang Ying and Jin Se, who had rushed over, then took out an exquisite jade bottle, made him drink the blood inside, and instructed him:
"This blood can slow down the curse. You must sit here and not move. I will find a way to kill her, and perhaps the curse can be broken."
Yan Xiao nodded after drinking it, then looked at Cen Feng, who was somewhat out of control, and said worriedly, "What about Xiao Feng..."
Ye Luo said confidently, "He'll be fine."
The words were spoken.
Cen Feng suddenly roared, and a layer of red thunderclouds appeared in the sky, leaving everyone somewhat bewildered.
Feng Yue, also a demonic cultivator, smiled slightly, "This kid..."
Cen Feng's cultivation level suddenly surged, and thunder crackled incessantly in the sky. "Damn it... damned demoness, I'll kill you!!"
The sudden awakening of the Puppet Lord filled Xin Hun Yin with both shock and rage, before he burst into arrogant laughter, "You?! I could kill you once back then, and I can kill you a second time now!"
"Then let's give it a try!" Cen Feng's thin lips held a hint of authority, and his body exuded a chilling aura that made people feel extremely oppressed.
With a sudden flick of his sleeve, all the puppets in his storage ring were released at once, roaring as they charged towards the Soul Guide in front of him.
Seeing the densely packed puppets, the cultivators from beyond the realm were all greatly alarmed and summoned their magical artifacts and treasures to fight them.
However, at this moment, the Soul Guide remained firmly hidden behind the army, showing no intention of stepping forward to fight.
A fierce glint flashed in Cen Feng's eyes. He summoned a giant humanoid puppet, leaped onto its head, and shouted, "Kill it for me!"
"Yes, sir!" Excitement and joy flashed in the human puppet's crimson eyes. After roaring forward, it took huge strides and charged wildly.
"Protect the Emperor! Stop it at once!"
Wu Han had never seen such a sight before. Seeing the giant puppet, which was over ten feet tall, charging towards him, he was so shocked that goosebumps rose all over his body.
With a roar, it slapped down, instantly turning the group into mincemeat, killing as easily as crushing ants.
Upon seeing this, the cultivators from beyond the realm all flew towards the sky on their swords to dodge the giant puppet's attacks.
They never expected that a Nine Nether Bird was lurking in the air. With a fierce glint in its eyes, it suddenly opened its beak, and streaks of eerie blue flames instantly burned them to ashes.
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