Translator: Cinder Translations
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At this critical moment, Su Qian, who had collapsed on the ground and was unable to move, was suddenly dragged away by something, quickly retreating backward, as the blood serpent that had been climbing up his body fell back into the array pattern.
Beside him, Daoist Qingyan was in a similar situation, being dragged away by something into the distance.
Su Wenshi, who was controlling the "Devouring Soul Formation," was stunned, his expression changing dramatically.
What was going on?
He carefully scanned Su Qian and Daoist Qingyan's bodies with his spiritual sense and discovered something.
Underneath their bodies, three tiny insects were pulling them away rapidly.
Earlier, both he and Su Anqing had been focused on Song Wen and the Silver Corpse, and they had not noticed when these six Gu insects had appeared.
Soon, Su Qian and Daoist Qingyan were dragged out of the "Devouring Soul Formation."
Su Wenshi's face turned ashen, his eyes filled with rage.
He formed a hand seal, and a flying sword appeared out of thin air, charging towards Song Wen.
If Song Wen wasn't killed, the "Devouring Soul Formation" could not continue to operate.
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Meanwhile, on Song Wen's side.
After the Sacred Gu dragged Su Qian and Daoist Qingyan away, he let out a long breath.
At this moment, the giant spiritual sword urged by Su Anqing was descending upon him.
A thunderbolt shield materialized around Song Wen, and outside the shield, a large green bell rose up.
In an instant, Song Wen changed direction, swiftly dashing sideways to avoid the attack range of the giant spiritual sword.
"Boom!"
The giant sword brushed past the green bell.
The bell shattered instantly.
The giant spiritual sword struck the ground with a resounding explosion, sending violent spiritual power sweeping through the area.
The thunderbolt shield held for only a breath before dissipating into tiny sparks.
Song Wen was engulfed by the violent spiritual power, being swept away into the distance.
At this time, Su Wenshi's flying sword approached fiercely, closing in on Song Wen to within less than a yard.
Before the sword struck, the swirling sword aura made Song Wen feel intense pain.
In this life-and-death moment, Song Wen no longer held back.
A towering ghostly figure appeared before him.
It was the towering Ghost King.
As soon as the Ghost King appeared, a vast amount of ghostly energy surged from his body, forming a pitch-black hand that reached for the flying sword.
The flying sword struck the black hand, and the sharp sword aura quickly weakened the ghostly energy, but it did not shatter it.
The ghostly hand gripped tightly, managing to seize the flying sword firmly in its grasp.
Su Wenshi was immediately alarmed and frantically formed several hand seals, but he found that the flying sword could not break free from the grip of the black hand.
The Ghost King advanced, attacking Su Wenshi.
With both a ghost and a corpse being pseudo-Third Stage in strength, Su Anqing and Su Wenshi felt fear, contemplating retreat.
The first to react was Su Anqing.
His fifth strike toward the Silver Corpse was easily blocked by its sharp claws, causing him to quietly retreat several paces, placing himself behind Su Wenshi.
When the Ghost King appeared, he did not hesitate for a moment, turning and quickly fleeing over a hundred meters.
At this time, Su Wenshi realized he was no match for the Ghost King. Reluctantly glancing at the blood serpent in the "Devouring Soul Formation," he turned his sword and fled.
Just as Su Wenshi formed his sword light, he felt a wave of spiritual power rushing toward him.
It was the spiritual power that Su Anqing had unleashed first.
This spiritual power was not strong, but it greatly interfered with Su Wenshi's escape.
Seeing Su Anqing's figure grow farther away, Su Wenshi gritted his teeth in hatred. The other party was willing to attack him, a member of the same clan, just to survive.
"Boom!"
Su Wenshi was caught off guard as the Silver Corpse, having caught up, slapped him on the head.
Half of his skull exploded, and Su Wenshi instantly lost all breath; his body was sent flying, crashing heavily onto the ground.
After killing Su Wenshi, the Silver Corpse's speed decreased sharply, allowing Su Anqing to escape even further.
Su Anqing felt a surge of joy. No matter how strong the Silver Corpse and Ghost King were, they were ultimately not true Third Stage experts, and their perception range was limited. He had already fled a considerable distance, surpassing the range of their perception. As long as he found a hidden place to hide, he could safely escape.
Just as he was searching for a suitable hiding spot, a dark red sword light burst forth from the nearby forest. Before Su Anqing could react, he was struck in the chest by the sword, and his body exploded into fragments.
After killing Su Anqing, the dark red sword light continued on without pause, heading straight for the "Devouring Soul Formation."
At this time, Song Wen was reaching into the "Devouring Soul Formation," trying to grasp the blood serpent.
Suddenly, he saw the dark red flying sword slicing toward him from the distance. Alarmed, he quickly retreated, bringing the Silver Corpse and Ghost King to his side.
The Ghost King summoned a vast amount of ghostly energy, forming a shield.
"Bang!"
The flying sword struck the shield, shattering it with a loud crash, and it transformed back into ghostly energy, scattering in the air.
The flying sword continued to descend!
The Silver Corpse brandished its sharp claws, reaching for the flying sword.
The flying sword struck the claws, shredding the shriveled black flesh on the Silver Corpse's claws and revealing a pair of silver-gray bones.
The dark red flying sword's might diminished significantly, losing its threat to the Silver Corpse, and it changed direction, flying back from where it came.
A one-armed figure appeared in the distance, it was the heavily injured Du Tianhua. It was unclear when he had secretly returned.
Du Tianhua caught the dark red flying sword with his only right hand.
"Young one, everything here is beyond your reach. Considering your difficulty in cultivating, leave quickly, and I may spare your life."
Song Wen was not deterred by Du Tianhua's few words.
Just moments ago, Du Tianhua's strike had been intercepted by the Silver Corpse and Ghost King. It was evident that he was gravely injured and could not exert much power.
His urging for Song Wen to leave was merely a bluff. If Du Tianhua had been confident in defeating him, he would have attacked long ago instead of wasting time urging him to leave.
Seeing that Song Wen refused to leave, Du Tianhua's killing intent surged.
"Since you're seeking death, I shall fulfill your wish."
The dark red flying sword surged forth once more.
The Ghost King grasped at the air with one hand, and a nearly two-meter-long dark ghost sword appeared in his grip.
With the ghost sword in hand, he transformed into a blur, rushing toward the dark red flying sword.
The Silver Corpse, meanwhile, powered its legs, soaring into the air, lunging toward Du Tianhua.
"Hmph! Overestimating yourself."
Du Tianhua sneered.
A mere Foundation Establishment cultivator dared to attack him, showing a complete lack of awareness.
He had not been able to defeat the Golden Core stage Daoist Qingyan, didn't mean he couldn't handle a Foundation Establishment cultivator!
(End of the Chapter)
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