130: Chapter 130 A Decisive Strike

[Because that Core Formation cultivator was at the center of the explosion, he was swept into the spatial turbulence together with Lin Bufan.]

[As for those nine men in black, four unlucky fellows stood too close to the front and couldn't escape, being similarly swallowed by the spatial turbulence.]

[As for the remaining five, there was one Foundation Establishment Late-Stage, three Foundation Establishment Mid-Stage, and one Foundation Establishment Early-Stage.]

[You licked your rosy lips, watching the figures getting closer and closer. The aura of your entire body converged to the extreme, pulling out an afterimage in the air relying solely on your physical body's strength.]

["Hurry and leave!"]

[Looking at the crazily expanding dark abyss behind them, the color instantly drained from the faces of several men in black.]

[Weighing heavily on their hearts was not only the fatal peril of being about to be swallowed, but also the overwhelming panic of mission failure.]

[Right at this moment, a fierce gust of wind struck from the side without any warning.]

[The expression of the leading Foundation Establishment Late-Stage cultivator changed drastically, and he hastily shouted:]

["Watch out on the right!"]

[Hearing this, the hair all over the bodies of the two Foundation Establishment Mid-Stage cultivators on the right stood on end. Their bodies had already reacted instinctively, hastily urging their entire bodies' spiritual power.]

["Hiss~"]

[The next moment, a red light imbued with malevolent Qi easily tore through their defenses like a knife cutting through tofu, sweeping horizontally across without decreasing its speed by even a fraction in their terrified gazes.]

["Ah!"]

[A miserable scream rang out. The red light swept across the two of them, cutting them in half at the waist without the slightest pause, and a dense scent of blood instantly permeated the air.]

[Accompanied by a leisurely set of footsteps, a slender figure stepped out slowly from the shadows.]

[The remaining three then stopped in their tracks, their gazes alertly staring at the figure walking out slowly from the darkness, yet they instinctively froze for a split second when they saw who had come.]

[That person wore a set of crimson-gold battle armor, emitting a cold luster in the gloomy underground space. The battle armor fit snugly against her gracefully undulating figure, outlining breathtaking curves while exuding an inviolable majesty.]

[In her hand, she diagonally dragged a blood-red halberd, its shaft suffused with flowing light, leaving a slender blood gully on the ground.]

[And all embellishments completely paled when their gazes made contact with that face.]

[Her skin was so white it was nearly transparent, and her facial features were as exquisite as the Creator's most perfect masterpiece, seeming to lack any flaws whatsoever.]

[Has a celestial maiden descended to the mortal world?]

[You casually flourished the spearhead, pointing the halberd diagonally at the ground, and revealed a gentle smile.]

["Fellow cultivators, how about we discuss something?"]

[One of the Foundation Establishment Mid-Stage men in black had his gaze fixed blankly on your face, instinctively replying:]

["What is it?"]

[The leading man glared fiercely at him, suppressing the killing intent in his heart, and said in a deep voice:]

["I don't care who you are or why you are attacking us, but under the current circumstances, are you certain you still want to continue fighting?"]

[You casually glanced at the abyss about to engulf the entire underground space, withdrawing your gaze indifferently.]

[After all, you had already tried just now; with your strength, you simply couldn't break open this bizarre underground space. And even if the halberd in your hand could break the restriction, it was already too late to escape.]

[However, you still kindly gave the few of them a chance to make a choice.]

["We can not fight."]

[The man in black just revealed a trace of joy, but in the next instant, it froze on his face.]

["But you must hand over all your storage bags."]

["Impossible!"]

[The leading man sternly refused. In this cultivation world where the weak are prey to the strong, what difference is there between a cultivator without a storage bag and a tiger with its teeth pulled out?]

[Of course, body cultivators are the exception.]

["At worst, we'll perish together!"]

[That man in black, who had been captivated by your beauty, finally snapped back to his senses from shock, but his gaze still passionately glued itself onto you, filled with greed and desire.]

[Damn it! What a fool.]

[The leading man's eye twitched, wishing he could slap him to death.]

[Those were two Foundation Establishment Mid-Stage cultivators, yet she killed them instantly in a single move! Such a crushing and devastating power, even for him at the Foundation Establishment Late-Stage, was almost impossible to achieve.]

["Heh~ Perish together?"]

[You chuckled softly.]

[The instant your words fell, your head of raven-black hair instantly transformed into a crimson-gold color, and the aura around your body soared layer by layer. The pressure originating from your bloodline made several of them instantly feel a strong sense of suffocation.]

[Your toes lightly tapped the ground, and accompanied by a muffled roar, a crimson streak of light burst forth, arriving before the three of them as if teleporting.]

[The red flowing-light halberd, imbued with breathtaking ferocity, smashed down directly toward one of them.]

["No!"]

[That Foundation Establishment Early-Stage cultivator hurriedly sacrificed his magic tool wanting to block it, yet the crimson streak of light smashed him fiercely into the ground along with the magic tool without the slightest pause.]

["Boom!"]

[The expressions of the remaining two changed in terror, instinctively flying back in all directions.]

[Within your divine sense, that man in black had already turned into a puddle of blurry flesh and blood along with his magic tool.]

["Watch out!"]

[The leading man's expression changed, but it was already too late.]

[The Foundation Establishment Mid-Stage cultivator who was flying backward froze in place, blankly lowering his head as a cold spear tip pierced straight out from his heart.]

[He turned his head with difficulty, his vision reflecting a peerless countenance that could make someone remember it for eternity, but alas...]

[You frowned slightly, a trace of impatience flashing across the depths of your eyes, and shook your wrist gently.]

["Bang!"]

[Amidst a muffled sound, the opponent didn't even have time to let out a scream before his entire body tore apart like a tattered rag, transforming into a sky-full rain of blood.]

[Run!]

[Entering the spatial turbulence, there was at least a glimmer of a chance to survive!]

[The leading man in black didn't hesitate in the slightest. Seeing that you were collecting the storage bags, he hurriedly sped away in the opposite direction.]

[You unhurriedly finished collecting the last storage bag and pulled up the halberd standing to the side,]

[watching that panicked, fleeing back. You exerted a slight force with your wrist and raised your hand to hurl the long halberd in your grip.]

["Hum~"]

[The halberd transformed into a crimson rainbow tearing through the night sky, whistling away with a terrifying might capable of crushing everything.]

[The Foundation Establishment Late-Stage cultivator felt the hair all over his body stand on end, with only a single thought in his heart:]

[If he can't block it, he will definitely die!]

[He frantically urged his entire body's spiritual power, instantly activating two trump-card defensive spiritual weapons to block desperately behind him.]

[After laying down these means, he continued running forward without even turning his head.]

["Bang!"]

["Pfft!"]

[Two sounds rang out almost simultaneously. Those so-called spiritual weapons were practically nominal in front of the halberd, unable to even block its advance for a single moment.]

["Ugh!"]

[The leading man abruptly spewed a large mouthful of fresh blood. Feeling the vitality within his body being crazily shredded by that violent power, his eyes were filled with despair.]

[The spatial turbulence was right before his eyes, yet despite using all his strength, he couldn't even take half a step forward.]

[That halberd seemed to have grown roots, nailing him tightly in mid-air as fresh blood spilled down like a waterfall, dyeing the entire firmament red...]