942: Chapter 100 Beast Battle Spirit!

Screech—!

Carrying an invincible Aura, the death scythe sliced through those hard wooden shields full of vitality as easily as cutting through tofu, splitting them in two.

The edge of the blade, carrying icy killing intent, swept across Jian Changsheng's chest.

“Puh-ah!”

Blood splattered out as a wound deep enough to see the bone appeared on Jian Changsheng's chest.

He let out a miserable scream, his entire body flying backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground.

The color drained from his face, leaving him as pale as paper. That originally dense Aura of vitality instantly dimmed by more than half, as if the flame of his life was about to be extinguished.

With a single strike, Vice Sect Leader Jian Changsheng was heavily wounded!

Baili Ziyuan's movements did not pause for a moment. With a gentle flick of his wrist, the scythe swirled back like a nimble bird.

A shrill black blade light flew off the edge, carrying the sound of whistling wind, slashing toward Elder Antu, who was approaching Blood Consort, like a bolt of black lightning.

Elder Antu was concentrating fully on rushing toward Blood Consort's direction when he suddenly sensed a fatal threat coming from behind him.

In this hair-breadth moment, he decisively abandoned the rescue mission, his figure snapping to the side and dispersing like smoke.

His form shifted rapidly in the air, narrowly avoiding that black blade light.

The blade light missed its mark and slashed violently into the earth.

With a thunderous boom, the earth seemed to tremble, leaving behind a bottomless black fissure.

A thick Death Qi emanated from the fissure, making it look like an entrance to Hell, causing one to shudder.

Simultaneously, Baili Ziyuan pointed his left hand like a sword, and a condensed blast of grayish-white Death Qi shot from his fingertip like a grayish-white venomous snake, carrying a lethal Aura toward the sword light that Elder Wang Er had transformed into.

Elder Wang Er was riding his sword light, charging fiercely toward Baili Ziyuan. Feeling this fatal finger-wind, he was forced to reveal his form and hurriedly blocked with his longsword.

Clang!

The powerful death force contained within the finger-wind surged like a tidal wave, numbing his arm from the shock.

The sword light in his hand instantly dissipated, and his momentum came to a dead stop. His entire body seemed to be fixed in place by an invisible force.

In that flash of lightning, Baili Ziyuan relied on the surprise of his [Voidification] ability to single-handedly forcibly interrupt the rescue efforts of the Beast God Sect's three great experts, even heavily wounding one of them—Vice Sect Leader Jian Changsheng.

He stood proudly, holding his scythe in one hand, outside the brilliant golden light of the imperial seal of china.

His long grayish-white hair moved without wind, as if pulled by a mysterious force.

Death Qi spread from his body like a tide, seemingly forming an invisible barrier that blocked all attack routes for Hu Lai, Elder Antu, Elder Wang Er, and the struggling Jian Changsheng.

“I said,”

Baili Ziyuan's gaze was as cold as frost as it swept over the four of them. That look seemed capable of piercing their Souls.

“If you want to pass, you have to ask the scythe in my hand if it agrees. Clearly, it does not.”

Hu Lai looked at the significantly injured Jian Changsheng, then at Elder Antu and Elder Wang Er who had been firmly blocked. His expression under the hood became incredibly ugly.

His brows furrowed tightly, his eyes filled with anger and resentment.

He had originally thought that with his strength alone, he would be enough to quickly break through the opponent's defensive line, and at most, Bai Yuan would take a bit of effort later.

He hadn't expected Baili Ziyuan to possess such eerie and troublesome abilities. One man and one scythe had actually managed to stall all four of them.

Below, Blood Consort and Ding Lingxuan were still being suppressed by the imperial seal of china.

Their Auras grew increasingly weak, as if they might dissipate into the world at any moment.

And high in the Void Realm, the booming sounds of the battle between Li Wuji and the Lord of Chaos became even more terrifying. The sound was like the roar of an ancient behemoth, as if the entire world would overturn in that resonance.

Time seemed to be becoming increasingly unfavorable for the Beast God Sect.

In Hu Lai's eyes, anxiety and madness finally began to emerge uncontrollably. His gaze seemed to burn with two flames, revealing his extreme inner agitation and insanity.

Baili Ziyuan stood tall with a cold gaze. The weapon in his hand emitted a chilling Aura, like an insurmountable mountain standing before everyone.

“Roar!”

“You forced me to do this!”

Hu Lai let out a low growl that didn't sound human!

That roar seemed to come from the depths of Hell, mixed with the bellows of countless Vicious Beasts—the roar of tigers, the hiss of dragons, the howl of wolves—like a chorus of beasts that made the surrounding air tremble.

Boom!

An Aura far more violent, chaotic, and primally ferocious than before erupted completely from within Hu Lai.

This Aura was like an enraged ancient Vicious Beast, carrying a momentum that could destroy everything as it spread wildly in all directions.

His dark red robes billowed without wind under the impact of this Aura, snapping loudly like a battle flag fluttering in a gale.

The hideous beast embroidery on it seemed to come to life. Every line was writhing, as if those beasts were breaking free from the fabric's constraints, letting out silent screams that spoke of their anger and resentment.

Buzz—!

Behind him, space was violently distorted as if kneaded by an invisible giant hand. One by one, solid phantoms of Yao Beasts, emanating overwhelming ferocity, suddenly emerged.

These Yao Beast phantoms were of various forms: there was a giant, mountain-like Dread-Croc, its scales flashing with a cold light, each one like a hard shield.

There was a Demon Ape with fur standing upright like steel needles, its arms thick and powerful as if it could easily tear apart mountain peaks.

There was a Ghost Eagle whose wings spanned wide enough to blot out the sun, its eyes sharp as knives, seemingly able to see through all disguises.

There was a Sky-Eroding Python with a body winding like a giant serpent, emitting a nauseating stench of decay that seemed capable of corroding all life.

There was also a massive Earth-Cracking Rhino with hooves like pillars; every step it took seemed to make the earth tremble—

Dozens of beast shadows, each different in form but invariably powerful, filled that distorted space.

They roared at the sky. Although they made no sound, that Soul-shaking primeval Evil Qi swept out like an invisible storm, causing everyone nearby to change expression.

This was what Hu Lai had cultivated after fusing with the Origin of countless powerful Yao Beasts—the Hundred Beast Battle Soul!

Each beast shadow represented a powerful Bloodline he had fused with, containing that Yao Beast's power and traits.

At this moment, he unleashed these beast shadows without reservation. Their combined might instantly overwhelmed everyone present, even causing Zhou Zhentian, Du Xiao, and others fighting in the distance to look over, their hearts surging with a sense of trepidation.

“Kill!”