Shen Sanruo did not react to the attack that was coming towards her.
It wasn't that she was unaware of it, but the summoning spell was just a hair's breadth away from completion, and with so many lives already sacrificed, she simply couldn't bear to give up.
The surge of divine soul power caused her soul to feel as if it were being torn apart, pushing it to its limit.
With a determined heart, she allowed her soul to continue to tear apart, determined to gather even more soul power!
Ye Huai and the others noticed her expression and, in a short moment, understood what she was thinking.
She was going to take a gamble and risk everything on the evil cultivator's attack.
But they can't afford to gamble!
They couldn't just stand by and watch Shen Sangri risk his life!
In an instant, everyone rushed toward Chen Sangruo without any hesitation.
Like the old wizard, he shielded her from the attack with his body.
Even at the cost of my life!
Ye Huai rode his sword at great speed, followed closely by Mei Mei and Feng Heyun, who were also riding their swords.
But its speed was still too slow compared to that attack!
The evil cultivator curled a sinister smile, "Since you're in such a hurry to be buried with her, I'll send you to join her!"
He raised his hand and unleashed another attack, chasing after them.
Then they began to deal with the other cultivators present; these were the best nourishment for the furnace.
The evil cultivator remained calm, believing that the overall situation was settled.
Ye Huai and his group were caught between two attacks, and the attack from behind was equally fast; they would soon be overtaken.
They gritted their teeth or pursed their lips, but none of them chose to back down; they continued to move forward.
There were two attacks in total; at worst, they could block the second attack for Chen Sangruo!
But as the attack drew ever closer to Shen Sangruo, their hearts sank to the bottom.
Ten meters, five meters, two meters!
"Sang Ruo, no—"
It was unclear who uttered the most sorrowful sound, or if it was the sound of many people speaking at the same time.
As the attack was about to land on Shen Sangruo, the helpless crowd stared in horror.
However, the next moment, a golden light descended from the sky!
"Who dares to harm the people of my cultivation world?!" A majestic voice rang out from the sky.
In an instant, nearly a hundred phantoms of Mahayana cultivators appeared in the air, and they all attacked at the same time, blocking the two attacks that the evil cultivator had launched!
The summoning spell was successful!
From the moment the evil cultivator unleashed his attack to the moment Shen Sangruo successfully summoned it, only a few breaths had passed.
But every moment is enough to make one's heart pound and extremely dangerous!
A look of surprise and joy broke out on everyone's faces, and they almost burst into tears of happiness.
Ye Huai and the others finally breathed a sigh of relief, while Feng Heyun felt all his strength drain away and his legs went weak.
Thank goodness!
Upon seeing the phantom in the sky, Zhu Yu and Immortal Lord Changli, who were at the front two lines of defense, breathed a sigh of relief and refocused their attention on the evil cultivator in front of them.
As if encouraged, they felt even more motivated to fight against evil cultivators!
As Shen Sanru wiped the blood from her hands, she realized that the evil cultivator's attack had been very close to her.
If it had been any later, it wouldn't have just scratched her hand, but pierced her entire body.
The evil cultivators, upon seeing the phantom in the sky, were struck dumb.
"How could this be?! What are these?!"
She glanced at the corpses scattered around her, then fixed her gaze on the evil cultivator. The anger and ruthlessness in her eyes made even the near-god-level evil cultivator freeze in shock.
Without uttering a single word, her constantly forming hand seals and the overflowing power of her divine soul conveyed her attitude.
She wants to make the evil cultivator pay with his life!
"Give me your life!" Among those illusory figures, the leader was naturally the patriarch of the Flying Cloud Sect.
After finally waiting for Chen Sangruo to summon them, what they saw was a scene of evil cultivators wreaking havoc in the cultivation world.
How could they not be furious?!
The wicked cultivator's smug expression suddenly turned ugly.
Even though he had guessed that Shen Sangri was using a summoning spell, he never expected that she could summon over a hundred Mahayana stage experts in one go!
How terrifying is the power of its soul!
As mentioned earlier, this evil cultivator was originally unremarkable, but because he was skilled in concealment techniques, he was chosen and trained by Qi Chong.
Among evil cultivators, his aptitude is not considered high; his near-divine cultivation is entirely built up with spiritual energy.
He was the weakest among the near-divine evil cultivators, which is why he was assigned to other tasks instead of directly confronting the five divine beasts.
At this moment, even facing over a hundred Mahayana cultivators, he felt overwhelmed.
It's not that he's afraid of these ants, but a fierce battle is inevitable.
His mission was not only to eliminate Shen Sangruo, but if that plan failed, he wanted to make a quick getaway and was unwilling to get entangled with them any further.
He gritted his teeth and let out a cold snort before trying to disappear.
With quick reflexes, Shen Sanruo unleashed a burst of flame that enveloped the evil cultivator's figure.
As long as he is within her flames, the evil cultivator will have no way to completely hide.
The evil cultivator waved his sleeve to block the attacks from the ancestors of the Transitional Realm, and glared at Shen Sangruo with resentment.
A fierce glint flashed in his eyes, and he unleashed his concentrated spiritual power at her once more!
"Watch out!" Feng Heyun exclaimed, his eyes wide.
The next moment, strength came from who knows where, and he bravely stood in front of her.
Their actions were even faster than those of the old masters of the transitional world.
*Pfft*
The attack penetrated the flesh, making a sticky sound.
The elders of the Flying Cloud Sect recognized Feng Heyun as a member of the Flying Cloud Sect, but they did not expect him to rush forward like this.
This isn't like before the summoning spell failed; all these old fogies are here, so it's not his turn to block any attacks.
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