dmims 669. Severely Injured and Fallen
669. Severely Injured and Fallen
The figure, already withered and rotten like wood, remained frozen in the spot where the rune array had exploded, appearing utterly lonely.
A complex and indescribable emotion flickered deep within Ling Haonan's murky eyes.
Exhaustion? Despair? Regret? Disappointment? There was no anger, no resentment, only a near-empty calm.
Having spent hundreds of years, exhausting all his efforts, and even sacrificing his own body, he had successfully orchestrated an astonishing scheme that had deceived everyone in the Central Plains. It seemed that he was about to successfully devour the Xuan Dan and send Ling Yuan to the level of an eight-star Dou Sheng, thus bringing a glimmer of hope for the prosperity of the Spirit Clan...
At this moment.
It's completely shattered.
A profound silence enveloped him; he simply stood there, letting the aftershocks of the devastating fire scorch his withered body…
……
In terms of strength, the Spirit Clan is undoubtedly the superior side. Xiao Yan and his group only managed to break the rune array; they couldn't change the disadvantage of being Dou Sheng level experts. Although Ling Yuan failed to completely absorb the origin of the Pill Tower Ancestor, the aura surging around him was noticeably stronger than before, and he is still the strongest here.
The difference in strength is now meaningless, as the Spirit Clan never intended to completely annihilate the Pill Tower.
With the rune array gone, the other members of the Spirit Race certainly had the opportunity to defeat or even kill the Pill Tower Ancestor, but that would not add anything to the Spirit Race's strength.
The Dan Tower Ancestor would never give Ling Yuan another chance to absorb it. In the end, if the great plan fails, he will definitely choose to self-destruct. Of course, the Spirit Clan no longer has the time or opportunity to rearrange the formation.
Even Ling Yuan felt lost at this moment.
To retreat? All his efforts would be in vain; he was unwilling to accept that!
If they don't leave, then what should we do next to make it effective?
"Hurry, return to the clan immediately." A voice carrying unquestionable authority was clearly transmitted to the ears of every core member of the Spirit Clan.
Six simple words that heralded the end of everything.
"Supreme Elder!" The first to erupt was Vice Clan Chief Ling Xuanmo. His eyes were bloodshot, his face twisted in extreme rage and the frustration of near-collapse. He watched as the Spirit Clan's grand plan crumbled, and the final culprit was none other than the junior Xiao Yan, wielding the six-colored fire lotus, and…
His gaze instantly locked onto Ling He, who had just regained her footing and whose eyes still held a trace of fear and confusion, and Xiao Yan, who was panting heavily in the distance due to exhaustion.
"Die!"
With a roar, Ling Xuanmo's eyes turned bloodshot, and he suddenly spread his palms apart, slamming them down hard at the two figures in the distance!
A single, furious strike from a Dou Sheng is enough to change the very fabric of the world!
"not good!"
"Xiao Yan, be careful."
"Go help him!"
When everyone saw the attack coming, their first reaction was as if struck by lightning. How could an attack from a Dou Sheng level be blocked by an ordinary person?
At this moment, everyone who still had the strength wanted to shield Xiao Yan from all of this. However, they were all too slow; they were simply too insignificant in the face of the power of a Dou Sheng.
Even Xiao Yan himself was caught off guard. He had expended too much energy in the previous explosion, and had even lost control of the Wind Fury Dragon Flame, which had once again slipped out of his grasp. He had managed to retain only the Three Thousand Burning Flames despite his best efforts. Just as he stabilized, Xiao Yan looked up and felt the suffocating attack from the Dou Sheng.
An indescribable pressure had completely solidified the space around him, and a violent crisis of death seemed to be right in front of him!
Xiao Yan subconsciously activated all the defenses within his body, only managing to wrap the Three Thousand Burning Flames he had just barely managed to control around himself. Layers of Dou Qi enveloped him, but such defense was as fragile as paper against the attack of a Dou Sheng.
Black Flame rushed back, but it had no effect on the attack of the Battle Saint.
The moment the edge of the giant hand made contact with Xiao Yan's body, his protective fighting spirit was crushed like a bubble, his arms bent inwards in a strange way, and the sound of his bones breaking inch by inch could be clearly heard.
Immediately afterwards, an even more terrifying force penetrated his body. Xiao Yan's body shattered from the inside out, like a watermelon that had been smashed to pieces.
puff--
A cloud of blood mist suddenly exploded, and fragments of shattered flesh and internal organs mixed with scalding blood sprayed out in the terrifying energy of the palm print and the storm formed by the shattered space, creating a bloody scene so tragic it was suffocating!
Xiao Yan's battered body, like a kite with a broken string, was instantly swallowed up by the terrifying spatial rift created by the giant hand, submerged in the depths of the violent spatial turbulence.
Apart from a handful of splattered blood and scattered debris, nothing else remained on the spot.
On the other side, where Linghe fell, a small clump of pure, dark golden blood essence unique to the Spirit Race, a descendant of a Dou Di, remained, seemingly telling the story of the extraordinary nature of a Dou Sheng powerhouse.
"Xiao Yan—!!!" A piercing scream suddenly rang out, filled with unprecedented terror and despair. It was Little Fairy Doctor, whose face instantly turned ashen white. She desperately tried to rush towards the closing spatial rift. However, the panic and excruciating pain, akin to the collapse of the world, even made this Dou Zun powerhouse feel dizzy.
"Xiao Yan!"
"Old Xiao!"
"Young Master!"
The commotion even alerted Elder Lin, who instantly teleported over and immediately took action to protect everyone. The energy shockwaves from a Dou Sheng's attack were beyond the capabilities of ordinary people; the energy was simply too powerful.
"Elder Lin, Xiao Yan has been swept away by the spatial storm! Please save him!"
Elder Lin in hemp robes had just protected the entire Holy Pill City, and his strength was indeed greatly depleted; he was not in his best condition at this moment. His soul perception surged forth, but Xiao Yan's life force was dissipating too quickly and his aura too chaotic; even he couldn't immediately locate Xiao Yan's soul power.
"asshole!"
In mid-air, witnessing all of this, Lei Jingxiao's pent-up frustration, anger, and helplessness, which had been building up in his chest all night, were finally ignited the moment Xiao Yan was shattered to pieces!
A blinding, silvery-white lightning bolt instantly enveloped his entire body, his hair standing on end, and lightning capable of blinding a person crackled and tore through the surrounding space as it danced on his golden spear. An endless killing intent, as tangible as a physical entity, locked onto Ling Xuanmo in the distance.
"I will kill you!" Lei Jingxiao's voice was filled with hatred.
With his golden spear locked on, a vast expanse of lightning roared across the sky like a multitude of dragons, unleashing a powerful surge of thunderous might. Zi Yan, who was closest to him, could even see that Lei Jingxiao was covered in blood and trembling uncontrollably; clearly, this attack had come at a great cost to him.
Even Zi Yan couldn't get close to Lei Jingxiao, who was in the midst of his outburst. An aura of relentless fighting spread out, and he was truly prepared to fight to the death!