C130 Pyretic Pathway
The scene in front of him was a desolate and shocking sight. A wave of blood energy that would cause others to feel evil permeated the dense forest.
There were at least two hundred disciples of the Li Huo Sect present. All of them lay in pools of blood, their eyes filled with fear. The forest was full of life and vitality, but at this moment, it was extremely depressing. It was just like an illusion that was tainted with blood; it was difficult to determine whether it was real or fake.
Of course, both of them hoped it wasn't true.
"Everyone... How could this be? " Yin Mo's knees went weak and she kneeled on the ground. Tears gushed out of her eyes as she looked at the disciples of the Li Huo Sect who had died tragically on the ground.
Qin Shi was also extremely terrified. This scene was too tragic.
"Who exactly is it? How could they be so heartless?"
Squeak, squeak sounds came from Qin Shi's fists.
"It must be Wang Yun's group. That group of beasts …" Suddenly, she opened her eyes wide and fiercely rushed forward. She flipped over one corpse after another in the pile of grass, revealing a trace of joy amidst her grief, "Shaoyang, Senior Shaoyang and the others are not here, they are definitely still alive."
"Hmm?"
Qin Shi frowned as he realized that there were no other Violet Rank disciples in the corpse.
BOOM!
Just when the two of them were a little relieved from their despair, about a thousand meters to the north, a boundless purple light suddenly filled the air. Under the purple light, a raging inferno was ignited, burning dozens of sturdy ancient trees into ashes.
Seeing the purple light and the raging flames, Yin Mo was shocked, "It's Senior Brother Shaoyang and the rest."
Feeling the fluctuations of spiritual power, Qin Shi didn't hesitate any longer. He grabbed Yin Mo by the waist, and with a few quick steps, rushed towards the raging inferno a thousand meters away. As they neared the inferno, a wave of heat hit their faces and dyed the sky blood-red.
"Don't worry."
After silently praying, Qin Shi increased his speed.
"..."
In the center of the secret realm, there were several hundred people gathered, divided into two groups.
The first wave was led by Wang Yun, with around three hundred Cloud Tripod Cloud disciples leading the charge. The other group consisted of Shao Yang, a few Purple Rank disciples, and a handful of disciples from the Li Huo Sect who didn't even reach a hundred. Most of the disciples of the Li Huo Sect carried injuries of varying severity.
"Wang Yun, you bastards, how dare you sneak attack us." On Shao Yang's left arm, there was a frightening wound. The mouth was constantly emitting a purple light as it nibbled at Shao Yang's body. "If this gets out, Sect Leader Ling Xiao will not let you off!"
"A sneak attack?"
"Hehe, military is not bad, but in this long history, the victors have come to flaunt their skills. On this day, after your deaths, no one will remember you. They will only remember the existence of the King. "Cloud Tripod Sect!" Wang Yun took a step forward and tilted his head. "Besides, don't you all understand such a simple rule? The Burning Heaven Secret Realm allows slaughter to take place in any state. This time, the Sect Leader has already given the order long ago that none of you are to leave this place alive! "
"Bastard!"
Beside Shao Yang, a few Purple Level disciples were cursing.
Swearing echoed in the forest, but Wang Yun had a casual smile on his face, as if it was completely natural.
Indeed, he was right. History was written by the victors, and in the end, the source would pass on only the result, not the process.
Before, when Shao Yang and his group passed by this place, they were split into two groups by Wang Yun and his group. One group was the two hundred disciples that died horribly when Qin Shi saw them.
After having been ambushed, they were now at a disadvantage.
One hundred against three hundred, and without an insurmountable gap in spiritual energy cultivation, one could imagine the final result.
"We're dead for sure, what should we do?"
"I don't want to die. There is an old man in my house, and a young woman. My wife is waiting for me. I can't die here."
"We will definitely die. There are more than three hundred of them."
Now, I am the meat of a man. The disciples of the Li Huo Sect had completely lost all will to fight.
For a time, despair and fear crept onto their faces. They couldn't even hold the weapons in their hands, as they fell to the ground one by one.
"Damn it!" Feeling the change in the disciples' attitude, Shao Yang's heart tightened.
If they, who were in a weaker position, were to be suppressed in terms of momentum, then there would truly be no hope at all. In this kind of situation, only by putting one's life on the line and risking it would one have a slim chance of survival.
Otherwise, they would become the target of the Cloud Tripod Sect's slaughter, forever buried within this Burning Heaven Secret Realm. Thinking of this, Shao Yang nervously clenched his fists and cursed in his heart, "What should I do? What should he do? Could it be that the heavens are destined to destroy my Li Huo Sect? "
"Hur hur, have you given up?"
Looking at the defeated disciples of the Li Huo Sect who were like a pile of loose sand, Wang Yun laughed lightly. Then, he waved his hand and concluded the life of hundreds of disciples with a single sentence, "Kill them!"
BOOM!
The Cloud Tripod Sect disciples, one by one, were like tigers eyeing their prey. Upon receiving the order, they went into a frenzy.
The attacks that filled the sky were like the meteor showers of the Heroic Immortals. They streaked across the sky in an earth-shattering fashion. Streams of spirit power that were as bright as the sun, moon, and stars turned into dazzling ice lotuses. The ice lotus blossomed, bringing forth a large amount of blood in the dense forest.
Under the attack, the disciples of the Li Huo Sect were like weak females, helpless to do anything. They were slaughtered by others as they pleased and became the target of slaughter for the disciples of the Cloud Tripod Sect.
"Wang Yun, you and I are irreconcilable!"
Seeing a disciple of the Li Huo Sect lying in a pool of blood, Shao Yang ignored the wound on his arm and raised the sword in his hand. Immediately, he grit his teeth and ruthlessly roared, "Brothers, they are all dead. If it's a disciple of my Li Fire Sect, then follow me and take up the weapon in my hand and fight them!"
"I won't lose anything if I kill one. I made two out of them!"
As the last few words left his mouth, Shao Yang dashed towards the Cloud Tripod Sect.
As the saying goes, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Even though Shao Yang was severely injured, ordinary disciples of the Cloud Tripod Sect were still no match for him. The sword in his hand was like the scythe of the god of death, slicing across the neck of each and every one of the Cloud Tripod Sect disciples, each and every move fatal to them.
Looking at Shao Yang, who was fighting with his life on the line, several Violet Rank disciples looked at each other and charged into the crowd.
"Life is a fire man, death is a fire ghost. If you can't kill one, kill two and you'll earn money!" "If you are a disciple of the Li Huo Sect, then raise your weapon and defend the sect together!" Liu Qing and Liu Lan, the two female disciples, raised the red caltrops in their hands at the same time and charged into the crowd.
A great battle was about to happen.
The blood flowed like a river, rolling in the valleys of the forest.
Infected by the aura, the disciples of the Lihuo Sect trembled. Finally, one of them took the lead and viciously charged towards the Cloud Tripod Sect, cursing, "Anyways, we're going to die. Kill his mother! Kill a companion on the Road to River Styx!"
His originally sluggish aura suddenly soared to an unprecedented height.
Finally, all the disciples of the Li Huo Sect picked up their weapons and released their spirit energy one by one, charging into the battlefield. "Those who are alive are Li Huo and those who are dead are Li Huo are ghosts.
The scene was grand and magnificent. All kinds of martial arts covered the entire sky.
One by one, purple spirit energy and the Raging Flames of the Burning Heaven unceasingly blossomed in the hands of the disciples from both sides.
In the blink of an eye, the center of the secret realm was in a sorry state. The surrounding land was filled with potholes, and the bottomless rift caused by the destruction of the spiritual energy was like a long, continuous dragon.
Boom!
Raging Flames of the Burning Heaven, Purple Star, Setting Sun.
That scene could only be described as tragic.
"Whiz!"
However, at this moment, a speeding streak of purple light suddenly broke the battlefield.
They saw Chu Yuanba holding a two meter long spiritual energy long blade in one hand. The sound of thunder and lightning was produced when the blade sliced through the air. The sound of thunder and lightning resounded. There was bound to be a tragic death for the disciples of the Li Huo Sect. One, two, three, ten, dozens of disciples fell into the pool of blood.
Shocked by this action, the Li Huo Sect disciple with bloodshot eyes once again stopped.
"Hehe, what a group of untactful people." In the blink of an eye, after killing a dozen or so disciples, Chu Yuanba easily swung down the long blade made of Spiritual Energy. He suddenly charged forward and a person rushed into the battlefield like the Undying Underworld King.
whoosh * The flames were dispersed quite a bit by Chu Yuanba's interference.
"Damn it, we can't do this. We have to stop him." Shao Yang thought.
Amongst the eight Violet Rank disciples, Song Yu and Chen Gang looked at each other, "Senior Shaoyang, leave Chu Yuanba to us."
"With just you?" Chu Yuanba laughed, and then the long blade rolled in the air. The long blade was released into the sky and quickly condensed into two, two, two, four, eight swords broke through the afterimages and shot towards the two: "Purple Star Eight Trigrams!"
The sword light flashed through the air, and in the blink of an eye, its afterimage had blown the two of them away.
"Song Yu, Chen Gang!" Shao Yang was startled in his heart. He immediately looked at Chu Yuanba with an icy cold gaze, "It seems that I have still underestimated you …"
When he held the longblade in his hand again, Chu Yuanba disdainfully snorted and said, "Hmph, not even able to take a single blow."
The two great Purple Level disciples had suffered a crushing defeat, and their arrogance had once again dropped.
The disciples of the Li Huo Sect were destined to be unable to escape the fate of being sentenced to death.
"Hur hur, is this enough?" At this moment, the battlefield was cleared, Wang Yun suddenly stepped onto the stage and gently laughed, his laughter filled with a sense of bloodlust. He slightly raised his hand, five fingers extended, as rays of lightning lit up the area between his palms.
"Shao Yang, I have to say, your cohesiveness is very good, but there's a disadvantage in doing this. However, I am curious, what will happen to the disciples if you die? " As soon as he finished speaking, his finger trembled, and five bolts of lightning broke through the dawn as they shot towards Shao Yang.
Five bolts of lightning flashed across the air sharply, like an all-conquering blade, continuously shattering dozens of ancient trees. Regardless of whether it was the Cloud Cauldron Sect or the Li Huo Sect, disciples who were within ten meters of the attack were all sent flying backwards.
"Shao Yang!"
"Senior Brother Shaoyang!"
In an instant, the entire audience was filled with terror.
Seeing the approaching attack, Shao Yang turned around in fear and looked at the expanding lightning bolt in front of him. His eyebrows creased into a square shape, and without hesitation, he summoned the Burning Heaven Flame in an attempt to resist the five purple lights.
However, the five beams of purple light seemed to have added 300 revolutions to their engines. As soon as the flames approached them, they were quickly pulled out without the slightest pause.
"I can't lose, I'm Shao Yang of the Li Huo Sect!"