Tomb. Many powerful beings from nearby tribes went in and out of the Dark Demon Tomb, all resting in Sānqiū Town for recuperation.At this time, inside a wine shop by the creek where the aroma of wine..."What a bold attitude! In hundreds of years, you're the first to threaten Blood Lion City like this." The ancestor of Blood Lion roared with anger. "Don't even say we don't know if the person you're looking for is in Blood Lion City; even if we did, we wouldn't hand over a Ghost Clan member to you."
Lu Xiaitian let out a sigh of relief and thought to himself that he was probably frightened by the Xuan Yan Ghost King's consecutive slaughter of the green-robed elder and demonic eagles with strength above the tenth rank. After all, this Blood Lion Ancestor was still a human cultivator, and now he had two more assistants.
Below there are thousands upon thousands of cultivators watching. If we allow the Xuan Yan Ghost King to plunder the city, will Blood Lion Patriarch still have any face left
"桀桀，I haven't laid waste to a city in hundreds of years. Since you seek death, this old man will grant your wish." The Ghost King Xuan Yan let out a strange cackle.
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“Arrogant and shameless!” The man in white was hot-tempered and couldn’t hold back first. He flung his hand out, and a square golden seal rapidly expanded.
That golden imperial seal
covered the distant dark clouds, and a blinding light erupted, as if the heavens were about to be shattered.
A woman in white presented a blue ancient zither, stretching out her fingers to pluck it. The zither flew forward and stood side by side with the square golden seal. The zither vibrated in mid-air, its strings moving on their own, emitting waves of energy that made people dizzy and their ears ring.
"Blood Lion Territory!" Facing the Phantom Ghost King before him, the Blood Lion Ancestor looked much more serious. He coldly spat out a number, and with a mouthful of air, spat out a pure white bottle. The white bottle poured out, and a large amount of liquid, like blood, flowed out from it. In the blink of an eye, it had spread over an area of dozens of miles in the air. The blood waves churned and rolled, like crashing waves, striking directly at the dark cloud in the sky.
The blood lion under the Blood Lion Ancestor looked up and let out a long roar.
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Lu XiaTian also covered his ears, but his eyes were fixed on the scene of the Yuan Ying ancestor fighting against the Xuan Yan Ghost King in mid-air. It was not easy for him to see a Yuan Ying cultivator fight with his own eyes given his status.
As for the others, some showed excitement on their faces, while others were filled with fear, lest they be caught in the crossfire of the battle between the Yuan Ying ancestor and the Ghost Clan. This was no joke. Even being hit by a small amount of chaotic energy could result in utter destruction of both body and soul. This was especially true for cultivators at the Foundation Establishment stage and those at the Qi Refining stage. Once caught in the crossfire, they were virtually certain to die.
The actions of the Ancestor Blood Lion and his companions were earth-shattering, far exceeding Lu Xia Tian's expectations. However, seeing the immovable Yin Cloud opposite him, Lu Xia Tian felt a bad premonition in his heart.
“Ghostly Light!” As expected, Lu Xia Tian’s conjecture didn’t last long. The swirling dark cloud coldly spat out two words.
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Eyes the size of a fist, emerald green and cold as an ancient glacier.
A mass of dark clouds churned, and from within emerged a small black sphere, no larger than a foot in diameter. It slowly drifted out of the cloud and began to ascend.
Lu Xiaoteng looked from afar, as if a black sun had risen in the sky. The small black sphere didn't look big, but under its glow, the vast Blood Lion City seemed incredibly tiny.
Each thread shone like rays of light emitted by a black sun.
The churning, boiling Blood Sea Lion Domain, with waves crashing like thunder, began to evaporate at a visible speed under the black sun's rays. It transformed into plumes of white vapor that vanished into thin air.
And that Heavenly Golden Seal and the azure qin seemed unable to withstand the scorching sun of the black day. The Heavenly Golden Seal's golden glow was being relentlessly consumed by a black thread. The sharp sound the azure qin emitted in the air now seemed to have transformed into mournful cries.
“What!” The Blood Lion Ancestor, the man and woman in white, all changed color, seeming to find it hard to accept this scene before them. Their faces flushed red, surging with immense power, as if they were about to raise another domain under the light of this black day. Golden light blazed, and the ancient zither played frantically. The blood sea churned, and a furious lion roared.
The sun-like black thread seemed to recede, but very soon, it was enveloped again.
As the black sun slowly rose, an endless darkness enveloped everything. In a blink of an eye, it was about to cover the entire Blood Lion City. Lu Xiaotian’s face was as dark as water. A faint red glow flashed behind him, his wings twitched slightly, and he quickly leaped out of Blood Lion City. He had a feeling that if the black sun covered the entire city and locked onto him, even if he wanted to escape, he wouldn't be able to.
In a rush, Lu Xiaotian looked back. A large number of Qi refining cultivators were illuminated by the black sun, with ghostly energy covering the sky. Thousands upon thousands of Qi refining stage cultivators' bodies began to melt like ice and snow.
Shrill screams echoed in unison. These liquefied cultivators transformed into wisps of eerie ghost energy, while some higher-level practitioners only had their flesh melted away, becoming half-decayed or complete skeletons. Their eyes, with faint phosphorescent flames, flickered with horror and confusion. They seemed to be mere skeletons with extremely feeble spirits.
In the vast expanse of sky, under the radiance of the black sun, Blood Lion City was completely enveloped in an eerie and ghostly aura. The Blood Lion Ancestor in mid-air, a man and woman in white, were now bathed in the black, ink-like sunlight. Their bodies had taken on a layer of blackness, obscuring their features. However, from their violently changing movements, it could be seen that they were all struggling in extreme agony.
Lu Xiaoteng's heart was filled with a unprecedented fear. The entire Blood Lion City, those remaining Jindan cultivators were desperately fleeing for their lives. Many had escaped from the city early on and scattered in all directions, fearing to stay in Blood Lion City even for a moment longer.
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Desolate mountains and barren ravines, demonic birds taking flight in alarm, ferocious beasts running rampant. The surrounding spirit trees and spirit grasses withered at a visible speed, losing their vitality. The once lush Blood Lion City and the hundreds of miles surrounding it turned into desolate wastelands.
The once vibrant city was now like a purgatory. Those cultivators who were unable to escape were incinerated under the black sun, leaving behind either complete skeletons or gruesome, half-burnt remains.
The might of the Ghost King in his later stage was truly terrifying! Lu Xia Tian's heart felt desolate. Even at this moment, he, faced with such ferocious power, felt as insignificant as a blade of grass.
In mid-air, the Blood Lion Ancestor and his spirit beast, the Blood Lion, along with the man and woman in white, were already beginning to dissolve. Only their legs below the waist were still struggling.
Lu Xiaitian's bat king wings flapped frantically behind him. There was no more luck left, only a desperate desire to escape as far away from this terrifying Xuan Yan Ghost King as possible.
“Do you think you can escape” The voice of the Xuan Yan Ghost King came from behind, floating eerily.
Lu Xia Tian felt a chill down his spine, but a sneer curled on his lips. You may be powerful, but you're certainly not invincible. Don't think of yourself as some god-like cultivator! There are Yuan Ying late stage cultivators among the humans, and they could easily suppress you, you demon.
The mountains and rivers beneath him were retreating at an astonishing pace. Wushang City was getting closer and closer. Chased by the Xuan Yan Ghost King, he felt like he had nowhere to go, no way out of this predicament. Except for Wushang City, Lu Xia Tian truly had a feeling of being trapped with no escape. What exactly was that Sha Yin Ghost Wheel It was worth such a commotion from the Xuan Yan Ghost Kingpun in mid-air, unleashing a torrent of ice mist imbued with astonishing blade energy, repeatedly repelling the attacks of the white golden branches, which were perilously close to breaking through th...