C78 Working Together to Kill!

The Soulsever Staff came to an abrupt halt.

Suspended in midair, the staff shook violently but could not advance even an inch.

Zhu Huan, at last, rose to his feet at a leisurely pace.

"Hu!"

The divine force that had been compressed, along with the spiritual energy from the pit and the wilderness of the forbidden area, suddenly turned fierce and wild.

Everyone sensed a disturbance in the spiritual energy the instant Zhu Huan stood up.

The sparse spiritual energy coalesced into cloud-like formations, drawn by Zhu Huan's presence, cascading down from above the pit.

It settled around Zhu Huan.

A sinister green glimmer deep within Zhu Huan's eyes grew increasingly ominous.

He abruptly pointed at Yan Lu.

A torrent of dense and violent spiritual energy engulfed Yan Lu.

It was as if Yan Lu was being battered by a barrage of cotton, stumbling and retreating in a forced, chaotic dance.

The Soulsever Staff, unable to inch forward, recoiled back towards him.

"That staff is an earthly seventh-level weapon. Yan Lu's cultivation is too low; he can't maintain control over it for long!" Wu Ji from Asenalenor furrowed his brow and cautioned Han Hui, "Sister Hui, Zhu Huan is unnaturally sinister. We must stay vigilant."

"Huff! Huff!"

The thick divine force shrouded Zhu Huan and everyone within the pit.

Yu Yuan, too, felt the hostility of the divine force. It was unabsorbable, unrefinable, and it assailed him, threatening to disrupt the aura and flesh within his body.

Suddenly, Yu Yuan's vision blurred; Su Yan and Zhan Tianxiang vanished from sight.

"Shzzzt!"

Strands of eerie green light, snaking out from Zhu Huan's body, targeted the nearby Su Yan and Zhan Tianxiang.

Su Yan's Celestial Plume Raiment now revealed its formidable power.

Auras of shimmering light burst forth from each feather, enveloping Su Yan in a divine aura. She stood, majestic and untouchable, her presence enhanced by swirls of white mist.

Su Yan ascended effortlessly into the sky.

Aloft, she moved her arms as if she were a great roc spreading its wings.

Brilliant light poured from her body and the wings she donned.

The spiritual energy, once under Zhu Huan's command, was now dispersed to either side by her movements.

A single feather, as if originating from the Celestial Plume Raiment or perhaps from some other source, suddenly materialized between the middle and ring fingers of Su Yan's left hand.

The feather appeared to be condensed from pure energy, resembling a peculiar crystal in its form.

It projected an ethereal and surreal aura, yet it was imbued with an endless array of wonders.

Even at a considerable distance, the radiant glow emanating from the feather was so intense that Yu Yuan could not bear to gaze upon it for too long.

And then, in just an instant, the feather vanished from between Su Yan's fingers as if it had never been there.

The feather seemed to have disappeared into the void.

Yet the turbulent and raging spiritual energy calmed in a mere moment.

"Eh!"

Someone pointed at Zhu Huan and exclaimed in shock, "The feather!"

A speck of green light, like a drop of potent acid ready to dissolve the feather, emerged within the enigmatic depths of Zhu Huan's eyes.

Unbeknownst to all, the feather that had vanished from Su Yan's grasp had now manifested within Zhu Huan's eyes.

And the eyes are the windows to the soul.

Thus, the feather, much like Yan Lu's Soulsever Staff, possessed the power to obliterate and annihilate the soul.

"The Celestial Plume Raiment truly lives up to its name. Fascinating," Yu Yuan remarked with a subtle nod, silently admiring its prowess.

"Roar!"

A bestial roar that seemed capable of splitting the heavens erupted from Zhan Tianxiang.

His clothes were shredded, revealing his bare upper body, his eyes bulging with a wild frenzy.

His broad back was adorned with the lifelike tattoo of the Golden Elephant God, as if the once-dominant Dark Deity, at the zenith of the tenth level, lay upon his back, its essence residing within him.

Zhan Tianxiang's presence surged like a waterfall defying gravity, climbing wildly.

The Golden Elephant God tattoo on his back came alive with the twitching of his skin and muscles.

Yu Yuan could sense that the roars emanating from Zhan Tianxiang were not his own but those of the Golden Elephant God, channeling its fury and savagery through the tattoo, intimidating all living beings.

Despite a fall from grace, the Golden Elephant God remained a formidable ninth level being, a cultivator of the Human race on par with those of the Unbound realm.

Each roar encapsulated his divine might and demon energy, a testament to his profound understanding of the core forces of the Everlands.

"Puff! Puff! Puff!"

Zhu Huan's flesh, newly restored, was relentlessly bombarded by bestial roars, causing his insides to rupture continuously. As he rose to his feet, he was violently slammed against the rock wall once more. The roar of the Golden Elephant God seemed to transform into a titanic hand, pressing him against the wall, leaving him immobile. The wall itself cracked under the force of the impact, sending stones flying in all directions.

"Yan Lu, Su Yan, Zhan Tianxiang..." Yu Yuan, concealed among the Su family's trial-takers, gave a slight nod, now understanding that Zhan Tianxiang had indeed held back in his previous battle with Zhao Yafu. Had Zhan Tianxiang exerted his full strength back then, channeling the Golden Elephant God's savage power, Zhao Yafu would have surely been defeated. She was, after all, a realm below him.

Once Zhao Yafu advanced to the late stages of the Golden Sanctum, her cultivation, innate talent, physical strength, and dragon's breath would be in perfect harmony with the dragon whelp's spirit. Only then might she stand a chance of matching Zhan Tianxiang blow for blow.

"Stand back, everyone. We three will join forces to slay this fiend!" Yan Lu, bolstered by the support of Su Yan and Zhan Tianxiang, shook off his daze. With a sudden movement, he seized the Soulsever Staff, no longer wielding it with his mind but channeling his strength through it directly. He charged at Zhu Huan with ferocity.

It was reminiscent of the Berserk Golden Rhino he had once ridden, which had rampaged across the wilderness in a frenzy, nearly claiming Yu Yuan's life. In his berserk state, Yan Lu's presence was overwhelming, a rainbow gleam of chaotic, violent, and frenzied energy converging around him as he surged forward. This was clearly a berserk spell that Yan Lu had mastered.

With a thunderous crash, the tumultuous energy, like a river bursting its banks, struck Zhu Huan with overwhelming force. In that instant, Yu Yuan could sense that Zhu Huan's bones and organs were pulverized into a pulp, his bones reduced to mere fragments.

Zhu Huan's physical form, which had reached the late Soul Awakening Realm, had been compromised by an alien soul and was incapable of undergoing a profound transformation in such a short span of time.

Otherwise, the Lunar Lightning wouldn't have fully penetrated his flesh and blood.

Similarly, no matter how powerful the alien soul that took residence was, Zhu Huan's flesh simply wasn't strong enough. Against Yan Lu's strike, he was doomed.

Zhu Huan's body had become a mess of pulp, lacking the support of bones and the flow of power through his meridians, rendering him utterly worthless.

Even his head burst in an instant.

Then, only specks of green light emerged from the remains of his head.

"Hmm?"

Yu Yuan's arms felt heavy as the sword light flared up once more.

Instinctively, he reached out with one hand, pointing towards the drifting specks of green light that had escaped from Zhu Huan.

A profound, boundless, and ancient terror of the sword's will reached the green light, along with the intent of the sword spirit, in a flash.

Immediately, the specks of green light were snuffed out, vanishing without leaving a single trace.

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