Under the fierce sword energy, everything in its path, including buildings and roads, was utterly destroyed. The shrill sound of tearing through the air accompanied the relentless sword energy, attacking the six individuals without hindrance.
The six were shocked. The sword energy was so powerful that even their combined full-strength attack would not surpass it, and yet it was wielded by someone they perceived as merely a fifth-tier.
But as ninth-tier powerhouses, the six instinctively sensed the danger but didn't panic. They quickly harnessed their energy, their protective auras solidifying. They readied their strongest attacks, with fighting spirit and magic unleashed in a flurry. Six formidable attacks collided with the dragon-like sword energy from Ye Han.
"Boom!" The collision of seven mighty forces instantly shattered Ye Han's formation. The sound roared through Kelter City. Ye Han and the six opposing ninth-tier powerhouses were hit hard by the massive aftershock, causing Ye Han to vomit several mouthfuls of dark red blood.
The Patrickly family's estate was leveled by the impact, reduced to ruins, with cracks ten-zhang long spreading across the ground. Ignoring his injuries, Ye Han mustered the remaining energy in his body and took out two sacred-tier magic cores from his ring to move around. He needed to repair the formation before others from Kelter City arrived.
Although the six ninth-tier powerhouses didn't vomit blood like Ye Han, they too suffered under the powerful energy aftershock. With the formation broken, they felt significantly different, no longer wandering aimlessly. They quickly sought Ye Han's whereabouts, but even a moment's delay cost them their chance to escape.
"Not good, he's setting up that technique again, everyone run!" someone shouted upon spotting Ye Han darting through the night. Just as they attempted to flee, Ye Han had already reactivated the Five Elements Confusion Array. This time, he spared no expense, using two sacred-tier magic cores as the foundation.
Instantly, the six who had begun to flee were once again enveloped by the formation. Although some poison gas leaked out, most were contained within. After starting the array and repairing the Poisonous Miasma Clouds Array, Ye Han didn't hesitate to activate it again.
The speaker and two others were now lost within the array. The remaining three reacted slightly slower and did not get lost, but they dared not move.
With the addition of two sacred-tier magic cores, the formation's power was magnified. The trio's spiritual power couldn't extend beyond a zhang.
"Good, very good. Worthy of being ninth-tier powerhouses." After everything, Ye Han reappeared before everyone. His recent consecutive use of the escape technique had drained him significantly, leaving his face slightly pale.
"What is this?" People from other forces in Kelter City felt the immense invisible energy barrier and were taken aback, watching Ye Han and the six ninth-tier powerhouses in amazement.
"That's Helian Wuji!" someone recognized the transformed Ye Han and exclaimed, their surprise quickly replaced by greed.
The people from three powers saw their own leaders trapped within and cried out, but those inside gave no response.
"Brothers, Helian Wuji is right there! The head of the family said whoever captures Helian Wuji will have their reward doubled!" some from the forces began to rush inward.
"Come back!" Some eighth and ninth-tier leaders hastily tried to stop them, sensing something was amiss. But their subordinates, blinded by greed, ignored them and charged in.
They entered without resistance, but once inside, they could only circle in place. The poison gas from the array instantly invaded them, and the zombie beasts followed, causing panic. Escape was easy, but leaving was another matter entirely.
Weakened, their bodies began to corrode. Suddenly, Ye Han appeared before one, grabbing the person's neck. His two white fangs were bared, and without a care for the shock of others, he bit down on the person's neck, greedily sucking the blood.
After suffering two heavy blows, Ye Han vomited several mouthfuls of blood and needed to replenish. The person in his grasp shriveled up until they were a dried corpse. A droplet-sized orb of dark red blood appeared in Ye Han's palm, which he quickly swallowed.
"Not enough," was Ye Han's only thought as he moved to the next person. After repeating the process five times, having drained five people dry, the energy from their blood was refined by his inner corpse pill, replenishing his own blood while the impurities were expelled, leaving a long trail of blood on the ground.
"Devil, die!" shouted an enraged fifth-tier light mage, unleashing a blast of light magic that vanished as it neared the formation. Ye Han turned, his gaze coldly on the mage.
With a slight wave of his purple-tinged hand
, the blood on the ground rose and formed a blood sword. With a flick of his finger, the sword, reeking of foul blood, shot toward the fifth-tier light mage.
"Be careful!" a ninth-tier powerhouse yelled, launching a burst of fighting spirit, but it was too late. The blood sword struck the mage faster than the ninth-tier's attack.
"Boom!"
The once angry light mage was now blown to pieces, his flesh and bones scattering. The blood splattered on many, who were too shocked by Ye Han's attack to notice the blood seeping into their bodies.
"If you don't want to die, then flee," a voice that seemed to come from hell resounded.
"Arrogance," said the outside eighth and ninth-tier powerhouses, enraged.
"Arrogance? Then I'll show you arrogance," Ye Han replied and shot toward the six trapped individuals. His long sword swung, sending six gray sword energies at the six people.
Inside, the six were also suffering. After such a long time in the poison gas, they felt weaker and weaker. Their bodies softened, and even using fighting spirit became increasingly difficult.
The six sword energies aimed at the six people. The three lost in the formation had no time to react before being hit by the sudden sword energy. Although Ye Han's sword energy wasn't very powerful, it severely wounded the three already weakened by the poison gas. In an instant, their protective auras vanished, and a vast amount of poison gas invaded. The three ninth-tier powerhouses suffered greatly.
The other three managed to fend off the sword energy but were troubled by more poison gas invading their bodies. Ye Han ignored Oswald and the other two ninth-tier powerhouses resisting the sword energy and instead appeared next to the other three controlled by the poison gas, draining their blood. Moments later, the three ninth-tier powerhouses were drained of blood and died.
"Now it's your turn," Ye Han, his lips still stained with blood, said to Oswald and the others. Now only four were alive in the formation: three prey and one hunter.
"Enjoy dying in fear," Ye Han's figure disappeared then suddenly reappeared behind Oswald and the others, his long sword swiftly moving.
"Puchi, puchi, puchi," three consecutive sounds as three streams of blood sprayed into the air.
"Ah," after three screams, they embarked on the path of death. However, Ye Han left Oswald alone, now with vacant eyes and motionless.
"Go, kill them," Ye Han commanded coldly. Oswald's body immediately moved, charging at the hundreds outside the formation.
A complete slaughter ensued. Oswald, as a peak ninth-tier powerhouse, fueled by the extreme brutality of the corpse poison, displayed even greater strength. Everyone outside was terrified by Ye Han's actions, trembling in their souls, unable to withstand Oswald's reckless killing.
Blood rained from the sky, and severed limbs were scattered everywhere. In the end, only a few ninth-tier powerhouses escaped in disarray, leaving the rest to perish there.
Feeling the pervasive death in the air and the intense negative spiritual fluctuations, Ye Han in the formation licked his lips, a fervent glint flashing in his eyes.