223: Chapter 223 Doesn't my Netherworld Palace have any dignity?

At the same time, the battle on the other side was far more tragic and intense than onlookers had imagined!

Xiao Ruobai, Fang Hanyu, Ling Xi, and Wang Xiaopang faced four Peak King Realm assassins from Netherworld Hall, who were by no means ordinary individuals!

These four were elite assassins who had fought their way through mountains of corpses and seas of blood, their hands stained with gore, possessing terrifyingly rich combat experience, and had even comprehended Saint Intent.

Their strength far surpassed that of the previous Venerable Dry Bones!

Any one of them, taken alone, would be enough to stir up a bloody storm in the Eastern Domain!

As soon as they engaged, Xiao Ruobai and the other three felt unprecedented pressure!

However, as the battle continued, Xiao Ruobai, Fang Hanyu, Ling Xi, and Wang Xiaopang gradually adapted to the rhythm of the combat.

Not only were they not suppressed, but they also unleashed an astonishing Aura!

Xiao Ruobai's War God Body surged with Qi, as if a War God possessed him.

The Nine Heavens Dragon Soul Halberd transformed into a golden mad Dragon, its offensive wide and powerful, unmatched in its ferocity, actually forcing You Sha, his opponent, to retreat repeatedly.

Wherever the halberd wind passed, rocks shattered.

Although You Sha was also a Peak King, he could only barely contend by relying on his strange movement techniques, not daring to directly clash with its sharp edge!

Fang Hanyu's Primordial Sword was already unsheathed, and the Chaos Sword Body unfolded, with gray Sword Qi like an invisible swamp, enveloping all directions.

Fang Hanyu's swordplay was ethereal, each sword strike directly targeting the weak points in his opponent's Cultivation Technique's operation, forcing You Luo to constantly parry, putting him in precarious situations!

The most surprising was Ling Xi and Wang Xiaopang's side!

Ling Xi's figure flickered, like an immortal descended to the world.

She did not unleash any dazzling Spells, but merely casually struck out a few palms and pointed a few fingers, always managing to effortlessly neutralize You Gu and You Hun's tricky and ruthless combined attacks at the critical moment.

Wang Xiaopang, hiding behind Ling Xi, moved his hands, rapidly drawing Talismans.

This scene stunned everyone, even Ling Xi couldn't help but take a few more glances, thinking, 'You can play like this?'

As Xiao Pang (Fatty) drew, Talismans shimmering with various colors were thrown out by him as if they were worthless!

These Talismans were by no means low-grade!

Thunder Talismans, Ice Seal Talismans, Illusion Talismans... while the power of these Talismans alone was not enough to severely injure Peak King Realm assassins, their effects were strange and endless, and their timing was perfectly grasped, always interrupting the assassins' offensive rhythm.

The four Peak King Realm assassins from Netherworld Hall were now suffering immensely and felt extremely frustrated!

They originally thought that dealing with four Heavenly Human Realm youngsters, even if they had Heaven-Defying combat power, a combined attack by the four of them would be a walk in the park, a crushing victory.

But as soon as they engaged, they realized it was not like that at all!

Battle Asura's fierce dominance, the Chaos Sword Body's tricky difficulty, the girl's unfathomable responses, and Xiao Pang (Fatty)'s incessant Talisman harassment... the four cooperated tacitly, with offense and defense as one, actually forcing the four Peak Kings to only parry, retreating step by step!

They had already sustained many wounds, though not fatal, they were in a sorry state!

"Why isn't the leader here yet?!"

The four assassins cried out anxiously in their hearts, "If we continue fighting, let alone completing the mission, we might really fall here!

This is not acting; this is clearly playing with our lives!"

They felt that they were the ones being "assassinated"!

You Heavenly Human Realm Cultivators, at least spit some blood!

So many people are watching; does our Netherworld Hall not need Face?

The Cultivators secretly observing from afar had long been stunned by this battle situation that subverted their understanding!

"My heavens! Battle Asura and the others... they're actually suppressing them?!"

"Those are Netherworld Hall's elite assassins! Not ordinary Kings!"

"That girl is too terrifying! Did you see? She hasn't even taken a deep breath yet!"

"The most outrageous is that Xiao Pang (Fatty)! What kind of Talismans are those? Why is their power so great? And he's even drawing them on the spot?!"

Various Divine Thoughts exchanged rapidly in the dark, filled with unbelievable shock.

The terrifying combat power displayed by Battle Asura and the other three completely refreshed their understanding of Geniuses!

Just as the four assassins were about to collapse, complaining frantically in their hearts, the situation on the main battlefield suddenly changed!

"Venerable Xuanyin old ghost! Die for me!"

The Incarnation of Shadows let out a hoarse roar, completely disregarding Venerable Xuanyin's Profound Yin Ghost Claw reaching for its head, and the giant shadow scythe tore through space, stabbing directly at his heart!

Venerable Xuanyin dodged in horror!

"Pfft!"

Although the giant scythe did not hit the heart, it fiercely pierced into his ribs!

The violent shadow power instantly invaded his body!

"Ugh ah—!"

Venerable Xuanyin let out a shrill scream, his eyes instantly filled with endless madness and venom.

"Netherworld Hall! You will die a terrible death! Let's all die together!"

He no longer defended, his Saint Origin within him burned and compressed frantically, and destructive energy fluctuations swept out!

He was going to self-destruct!

"Trying to drag me down with you? Wishful thinking!"

The Incarnation of Shadows sneered, not retreating, but instead transforming its entire body into an incredibly solid shadow shackles, tightly wrapping around Venerable Xuanyin, runes flashing, frantically imprisoning his Saint Yuan.

"No—!" Venerable Xuanyin roared in despair, his self-destruction process forcibly interfered with and delayed.

However, how terrifying was the energy of a Quasi-Saint Peak's desperate strike?

A more powerful energy suddenly erupted from Venerable Xuanyin's body.

After a brief stalemate, the destructive power eventually went out of control—

"Rumble—!!!!"

An earth-shattering explosion resounded through the sky, and a destructive ball of light devoured everything!

The Incarnation of Shadows was completely annihilated in the core of the explosion.

"Rumble—!!!!"

The terrifying ball of light from the explosion soared into the sky, and destructive shockwaves swept out like a tsunami in all directions!

The entire valley trembled violently, the earth was torn apart, and mountains were leveled!

The Incarnation of Shadows, bearing the brunt, was completely annihilated in the core of the explosion.

In the last moment before its complete dissipation, a roar filled with extreme unwillingness and venom echoed through heaven and earth:

"There's still a trump card? Damn it! Glazed Holy Land, you tricked me!!!"

The destructive aftershocks also slammed into the battle group on the flank!

Xiao Ruobai and the other three collectively set up defenses, but were still shaken, their Qi and blood churning.

The four Netherworld Hall assassins also suffered heavy injuries, spitting blood in unison, their injuries suddenly worsening.

Seeing this, You Sha forced a breath, glaring fiercely at Xiao Ruobai and the others with eyes full of resentment and fear, and roared, "Retreat!"

The four heavily injured assassins, in a sorry state, transformed into dim streaks of light and fled frantically into the distant sky, disappearing instantly.

The valley instantly fell into dead silence, leaving only a huge deep pit.

All the observers in the distance were silent, completely speechless, stunned by this tragic and dramatic ending.

Wang Xiaopang collapsed onto the ground, "Is it finally over?"

Xiao Ruobai wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his brows tightly furrowed.

Fang Hanyu's Face was pale, his sword-holding hand trembling slightly.

Ling Xi stood still, her gaze deep as she looked in the direction where the assassins had disappeared.

The strength displayed by Netherworld Hall and their final performance were almost perfect.

But she always felt that an invisible pair of eyes was calmly watching and manipulating everything.

However, the immediate crisis was finally over.

Everyone was speechless, shocked by this tragic and dramatic ending.

The news, like a hurricane, spread even faster to every corner of the Eastern Domain—

"Netherworld Hall's assassination failed! One Quasi-Saint Peak assassin lost, four Peak King Realm assassins heavily injured!"

"Battle Asura and Sword White Robe are suspected to be heavily injured but not dead!"

"The mysterious Quasi-Saint Venerable Xuanyin was involved and perished with the Netherworld Hall's Quasi-Saint!"

Around the valley, the prying Divine Sense retreated like a tide, carrying endless shock and their own thoughts.

The next chapter update will be a little late, currently writing!