1065: Chapter 1064 A Bloodstained Blade, Fleeing Ten Thousand Miles

It was as if all sound, all light, and all turbulent energy currents were swallowed and suppressed by some invisible force at this moment.

The boiling blood vitality around his body surged back like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, pouring entirely into the raised Blood-Colored Battle Blade!

Not just blood vitality, but even the rotating purple chaos vortex in his right eye peeled off strands of pure gray-black airflow, merging into the blade's body.

The blade trembled and hummed.

It wasn't fear, but excitement—a shriek from carrying power that exceeded its limits!

The crimson blade's color deepened, resembling congealed blood, while the branded black totem patterns seemed to come alive, emitting an ancient majesty that suppressed the heavens.

At the edge of the blade, the gray-black light no longer flickered but was completely restrained, making the entire weapon appear simple and unadorned, yet so heavy it seemed capable of crushing the eternal blue sky!

A terrifying aura that made the Soul tremble firmly locked onto the ten experts formed into a battle array!

"Not good! He's preparing a finishing blow! Full defense!"

Lou Mo's expression changed drastically as he roared hoarsely, a sense of crisis rising in his heart like never before.

"Divine Ability—Star Wall Barrier!"

"Divine Ability—Myriad Poison Miasma Realm!"

"Bloodline Secret Art—Dual Horn Sky-Propping Shield!"

"Combine our strength! Propping up the strongest shield!"

The ten experts were terrified beyond measure; no longer caring about counterattacking, they poured all their strength unreservedly into their defense.

Starlight condensed into a heavy city wall, poison mist transformed into a viscous domain, and the phantom of a single horn became a sky-propping giant shield, as the brilliance of various protective Magic Treasures reached its peak...

Layer upon layer of multicolored defensive methods constructed a seemingly indestructible barrier in front of them.

At the very moment their defense took shape—

Wu Zhankong's tightly closed eyes suddenly snapped open; his left eye shot out purple light that pierced the sky, while his right eye held Battle Intent that could swallow the heavens!

He uttered four words, each carrying the weight of ten thousand jun, smashing into everyone's hearts:

"One Strike of the Blood Sea!"

It was actually another Middle Divine Ability!

As the words fell, the blade slashed down!

There was no world-shaking momentum, no phenomenon of tearing the Void Realm.

There was only a condensed-to-the-extreme black-red blade light that seemed to drain all color and vitality within a hundred-mile radius!

The blade light wasn't huge, only about a zhang long, but the moment it traced its path, space silently split open into a pitch-black gap smooth as a mirror, unable to heal for a long time.

Time seemed to slow down under this strike, yet also seemed accelerated to the limit.

It slashed toward the barrier that combined the full defense of ten Tier 5 Powerhouses.

The first layer, the Star Wall Barrier, melted silently upon contact like ice and snow under the sun.

The second layer, the Myriad Poison Miasma Realm, was directly scattered and annihilated by a trace of chaos origin contained within the blade light.

The third layer, the phantom of the Dual Horn Sky-Propping Shield, emitted an overwhelmed wail and shattered with a bang!

It was like crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood!

The layered defense combining the strength of ten people was like paper before this "One Strike of the Blood Sea," easily sliced open and shattered layer by layer!

The blade light moved with unstoppable force, pointing directly at the despairing experts behind the barrier!

"No!!!"

"Block it!"

Terrified roars and desperate shrieks rang out.

Boom—!!!

Finally, the blade light slammed into the last light shield propped up by several defensive Magic Treasures, triggering the most terrifying explosion since the start of the battle!

Blinding light flooded everyone's vision, and a destructive shockwave expanded spherically, completely shredding the remaining blood vitality Vicious Beasts and even scraping another layer off the already dilapidated ruins of the Dark Star Auction House below!

The light and dust slowly dissipated.

The scene in the sky made everyone who had survived by luck, including Qing Li, who had barely escaped by hiding in a spatial fold and was now fearfully extending her Divine Sense, feel a bone-chilling cold.

The defense that combined the strength of ten people had completely vanished.

In its place, only seven swaying figures remained, their auras plummeting and every one of them injured.

Although core members like Lou Mo, the Starlight Robe Expert, and the One-Horned Expert were in a wretched state—spitting blood with their Magic Treasures dimmed—they ultimately managed to save their lives thanks to their deep cultivation and rear positioning, yet they were all heavily injured with their combat power severely reduced.

As for the other three experts who were already in poor condition and positioned slightly further forward... they were gone.

Only the blood mist drifting in the sky and several fragments of Magic Treasures that had completely lost their spiritual light and were broken into pieces proved they had once existed.

One strike broke the combined defense of ten people, killing three on the spot and heavily injuring the remaining seven!

The power of "One Strike of the Blood Sea" was actually this formidable!

Wu Zhankong maintained his downward slashing posture, panting slightly.

This strike had drained nearly more than half of his blood vitality and mental energy, and even the purple vortex deep in his eyes had dimmed considerably.

But he forcibly stabilized himself, quickly absorbing the blood mist that had not yet dissipated, slowly straightening his back, and coldly scanning the seven survivors who were still in shock and pale-faced.

Finally, he looked toward a certain position in the Void Realm—where Qing Li's hidden aura had become slightly unstable due to shock.

"Still... six and a half?"

He curled his lips into a hair-raising smile, and the Blood-Colored Battle Blade in his hand, which also seemed greatly drained and slightly dimmed, was raised once more.

"I'll let your heads stay on your necks for now; I'll come back for them later!"

Despair, like the coldest tide, began to flood the hearts of Lou Mo and the others.

In the distance, several heart-palpitatingly powerful auras were already clearly audible, approaching the battlefield at a terrifying speed!

With a wave of his hand, Wu Zhankong transformed into a blinding blood-colored light, sweeping up Thunder Horn and the others who had luckily survived on the ground, and fled toward the horizon like a meteor.

"Stay here!"

Qing Li's eyes turned cold, and there was no longer any need to hide. She could never let Wu Zhankong leave alive; otherwise, the shame of today and the losses of Dark Star would never be washed away!

"Get lost!"

Wu Zhankong had no intention of continuing the fight; he hurriedly waved his hand, and dozens of hideous Blood Beasts condensed from blood Qi roared and lunged out in mid-air, then all self-detonated.

The sky full of blood mist mixed with violent energy turbulence instantly obscured the entire field of vision.

By the time Qing Li dispersed the blood mist with a palm strike, there was no one left. Wu Zhankong's aura seemed to have been erased out of thin air, with no trace left to follow.

As for the few survivors, their fighting spirit had long since vanished, and they fled in all directions in panic.

"Useless trash!"

Qing Li's face was as gloomy as water as she spat out those two words coldly through her teeth.

She No further pursuit， Besides being inadequate， Even more so because—— They arrived..

"Qing Li, why are you in such a wretched state today?"

A voice as gentle as a spring breeze rang out softly, as if whispered right next to the ear.

Then, a man dressed in brocade robes with a handsome face that bordered on the demonic appeared quietly. His sleeves didn't even move, yet he was already standing above the ruins.

Immediately after, several figures appeared one after another, each standing among the broken walls and debris.

Their auras were completely restrained, making them appear like Mortals, yet everyone present felt a chill in their hearts, as if an invisible mountain were pressing down on them.