683: Chapter 684 Dong Li's Desperate Efforts

"This is troublesome!" Xiao Ruobai's expression darkened, but he had no time to worry about anything else.

The pale golden blood Qi around his body boiled silently, and ancient, profound battle markings emerged beneath his skin. A desolate, unyielding Battle Intent soared into the sky!

Fang Hanyu and the others also struck out one after another, resisting this binding force.

"Boom—!!!"

The massive purple Soul-Seizing Hand crashed down, violently colliding with the dozens of Talisman barriers, the pale golden Battle Intent, the Chaos Sword Qi, the Devouring Moon Essence, and the Qilin phantom!

There was no earth-shattering explosion, but rather silent annihilation and violent ripples of energy spreading wildly!

"Crack—"

A crisp cracking sound exploded in their ears.

Xiao Ruobai let out a muffled groan, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. The battle markings beneath his skin dimmed instantly, as if they might vanish at any moment.

Fang Hanyu's hand holding the sword trembled slightly; a bloody gash opened at the web between his thumb and index finger, and blood dripped down along the sword hilt.

The Chaos Sword Qi phantom behind him also flickered violently, as if it would dissipate at any moment.

Ling Xi's face turned deathly pale instantly. The Moon Essence barrier before her was covered in cracks like a mirror, and a wisp of purple Soul-Seizing power snaked through the cracks into her body, making her shudder uncontrollably.

Mo Yu's Qilin phantom shattered completely, and he himself was forced back several steps by the backlash, his chest heaving as he clearly suffered significant internal injuries.

Even Dong Li nearly fell off Wang Xiaopang's shoulder. It clutched its chest tightly with its small paws, its crimson eyes filled with pain, as the previous collision had clearly caused it no small amount of harm.

But they had truly blocked it!

That strike from an Immortal King, which was enough to instantly reduce any True Immortal to dust, had actually been withstood by them!

Although everyone was injured and their Qi was chaotic, they had not been captured in one fell swoop!

"What?!"

"How is this possible?!"

"They actually blocked a strike from an Immortal King?!"

Around the stone platform, there was a chorus of gasps and incredulous exclamations.

Countless gazes fixed upon Xiao Ruobai and the others, and the expressions in those eyes changed completely. Even Immortal King Zhenyue himself felt a flash of astonishment in his eyes.

Although he hadn't used his full strength in that grab, it was still enough to easily capture any Cultivator below the Immortal Lord Realm. How could these few juniors withstand it?

But immediately, the astonishment was replaced by an even deeper rage and icy killing intent.

Being able to block his casual grab only proved that these people were definitely not simple; their strength far exceeded their appearance, and it further confirmed that they were the culprits who murdered the prince. How could ordinary Loose Cultivators possess such abilities?

"Good! Very good!" Immortal King Zhenyue laughed in extreme anger, his voice bone-chillingly cold.

"There really is something strange! To be able to take a casual strike from me, it seems it wasn't an injustice for Chen'er to fall into your hands!"

"But this is as far as it goes!"

Purple light erupted from his eyes. The purple Soul-Seizing Hand, which had been slightly stalled, shuddered violently, its purple light intensifying, and its power suddenly increased several times over!

Terrifying phantoms of Law chains emerged in his palm, carrying an even more tyrannical suppression and tearing force as they clawed down fiercely once again!

This time, he would hold nothing back, determined to kill in one strike! Facing this blow, everyone's expressions changed drastically, and they all unleashed their full power.

Wang Xiaopang's hands moved like butterflies flitting through flowers, scattering countless radiant Talismans as if they were worthless—Diamond Talismans, Immovable Mountain Talismans, Void Realm Barrier Talismans, Divine Soul Protection Talismans...

Layer upon layer, they instantly set up dozens of colorful defenses in front of them!

Dong Li also wanted to attack, but Wang Xiaopang grabbed it and stuffed it behind him.

However, as they were only in the Heavenly Immortal Realm, the gap compared to a strike made in hatred by a Middle Stage Immortal King was still too vast.

"Boom—!!!"

An indescribable, terrifying pressure descended. Their previous resistance was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, disintegrating in an instant.

The pale golden battle markings on Xiao Ruobai's body shattered instantly. He was struck as if by an invisible giant hammer; his chest collapsed, blood sprayed wildly, and he was sent flying backward, slamming into the rock wall and becoming deeply embedded, his bones shattered and his aura instantly wilting.

Fang Hanyu's Chaos Sword Qi was forcibly pressed back into his body; his arms were twisted and broken, and he fell to the ground, spitting blood.

Ling Xi let out a muffled groan; the Devouring Dao Rhyme around her was forcibly interrupted, and the backlash caused her to bleed from her seven orifices.

Mo Yu's Qilin phantom dissipated directly, his bones cracked loudly, and he collapsed to the ground.

And Wang Xiaopang, who had borne the brunt of the frontal impact...

"Puchi! Crack!" The muffled sounds of flesh tearing and bones shattering were enough to set one's teeth on edge.

Wang Xiaopang's body was like shattered porcelain, appearing with countless terrifying cracks, and blood spurted out from every wound like a fountain!

His entire right arm, along with half of his shoulder, was forcibly torn off by that terrifying force, turning into a spray of blood!

"Fatty... Fatty!!"

Dong Li, which had been protected tightly behind Wang Xiaopang, felt its crimson eyes instantly bloodshot!

It watched Wang Xiaopang's shattered body, broken to protect it, and watched Xiao Ruobai and the others, who were on their last breath from resisting.

An unprecedented emotion, a mixture of monstrous rage, endless regret, and determination, exploded in its chest like a volcano!

It was its fault! It was all because of it! If not for its old grudge with Zi Tianchen, if not for it being recognized, these people would never have suffered this great disaster!

Wang Xiaopang, this gluttonous and cowardly fatty, had just used his life to protect it!

"Old! Scoundrel!"

Dong Li let out a shrill, piercing scream, and its small body erupted with unprecedented crimson light!

Its originally wilted aura surged madly. Behind it, a blurry yet infinitely majestic Celestial Fox phantom roared at the sky, and crimson fox fire gushed out from its seven orifices and from every single strand of its fur!

"I'll fight you to the death!!!"

Dong Li transformed into a determined crimson meteor, no longer dodging or weighing the consequences, and actively slammed into the purple Soul-Seizing Hand that was grabbing down again with even greater power!

It opened its mouth, and a crimson Natal Fox Core, mixed with burning soul fire, was violently blasted out!

"Soul Burning—Dao Splitting!!!"

"Rumble—!!!"

The crimson Fox Core collided with the purple hand once again! This explosion was more than ten times more violent than the previous one!

The crimson and purple destructive energies crazily intertwined, annihilated, and spread, turning the entire central area of the stone platform into a dead zone. The survivors screamed in terror and fled wildly backward!

Even Immortal King Zhenyue was forced back three steps by this desperate strike, his Qi and blood in turmoil, and a sharp burning pain coming from his palm. A flash of shock and suspicion crossed his eyes; could this fox actually possess such Bloodline and determination?

Space shattered inch by inch, revealing the violent Void Realm turbulence behind it!

The light slowly dissipated.

Only to see Dong Li's small body flying back helplessly like a kite with a broken string, its crimson fur scorched black in large patches, and bleeding from its seven orifices.

Its small body traced a desolate arc in the air, falling toward the ground.

"Little Fox!" Wang Xiaopang's exclamation rang out.

His figure suddenly darted out from the side, steadily catching Dong Li's falling body!

Wang Xiaopang's clothes were tattered at this moment, and he was covered in blood, looking extremely disheveled. Yet, his movements were swift and powerful—where was the slightest trace of the shattered, right-arm-torn, critically injured, and dying appearance from just a moment ago?

"Don't worry about me, you all leave quickly..."

Dong Li's aura was weak, and it gripped Wang Xiaopang's lapel tightly, its eyes filled with urgency and determination.

"The Secret Realm... is about to open... you run along the light, I won't die, don't worry about me..."

However, before it could finish speaking, its blurry vision inadvertently swept over Wang Xiaopang, who was holding it.

"Wait..."

"This fatty's arm, wasn't it torn off? How, how is he holding me perfectly intact?"

"And this Qi and blood, although he looks disheveled on the surface and his clothes are stained with blood, his internal Qi and blood are surging like a river, and his vitality is ridiculously vigorous!"

"Does this look like someone who was just heavily injured by an Immortal King and on the verge of death?"

Dong Li's extremely weak consciousness suddenly gave a jolt!

Three chapters today.