129: completely annihilated

Hearing this, Yun Yao turned her eyes toward Mu Wanqing and the others, indeed finding that the five of them were far too calm, as if they didn't care about the Taixu Holy Land at all.

Inside the canyon!

With an order from Ling Yi, the remaining Taixu Holy Land Disciples immediately changed their positions, their long swords shimmering with azure spiritual light.

Over a dozen sword lights intertwined, actually condensing into a massive sword shadow in mid-air. Spiritual power surged around the sword shadow as it pressed down toward Mu Wanqing's Ice Net with an unstoppable Aura.

The Ice Net, condensed from fine ice crystals, was shattered inch by inch by the pressure emitted by the sword shadow, seemingly unable to stop it any further.

Mu Wanqing's brows furrowed tightly. The ice mist condensing at her fingertips already flickered with unstable white light. Her spiritual power circulated rapidly within her body; she was just about to continue condensing Ice Spikes to block the sword shadow when she heard Ye Hao beside her suddenly speak:

"Senior Sister, leave this to me to handle."

Hearing this, Mu Wanqing stopped condensing the Ice Spikes, completely ignoring the imminent sword shadow.

A layer of greyish Chaos Qi suddenly rose around Ye Hao. His hands formed a profound hand seal, with his thumb and middle finger touching while the other three fingers pointed toward the sky. He gave a low shout: "Primordial Samsara Curse!"

In an instant.

The greyish Chaos spiritual power condensed into a circular light sigil in front of him, like a mark of the Way of Reincarnation. As it slowly rotated, it actually emitted an Aura that suppressed all things.

Ling Yi, who was watching the battle, had a Realm that was too low to see the profundity of this move. He sneered in his heart, thinking it was like a mantis trying to stop a carriage! Just some unorthodox techniques, and they want to block my Taixu Sword Formation?

As soon as the circular light sigil formed, it flew toward the sword shadow in the air. Its speed seemed slow, yet it crossed several feet in an instant.

"Boom—!"

Accompanied by a loud noise that sounded like a thunderclap over the canyon, the Chaos power carried by the circular light sigil collided violently with the azure spiritual light of the massive sword shadow.

Two completely different forces exploded in mid-air. Ripples of spiritual power spread out like wild waves, causing everyone's sleeves to flutter violently. Debris and fallen leaves on the ground were swept into the air, dust rose everywhere, and even the cliff walls on both sides shed stone fragments under the impact.

It was not the expected even match; it was indeed like a mantis trying to stop a carriage.

However, the roles were reversed.

The azure spiritual light, which had once carried an unstoppable momentum, collapsed rapidly like snow under a blazing sun the moment it touched the power of Chaos Reincarnation.

"No—!"

The seven Taixu Cultivators in the formation let out shrill screams simultaneously. Their minds were linked to the sword shadow; the moment it dissipated, a backlash force surged into their bodies like a venomous snake along the spiritual power bond.

"Puchi—!"

Blood sprayed from the seven's mouths like fountains. Their bodies flew backward like kites with severed strings, slamming into the cliff walls with dull thuds.

The seven died on the spot without even a groan.

The corners of Ling Yi's mouth, which had just begun to turn up, were instantly pressed down, his face turning so dark it looked like it could drip water.

His figure suddenly turned into an afterimage. While the Su Zi sisters beside him were still in a daze, Ling Yi had already appeared in front of Ye Hao, a walnut-sized bronze bell appearing in his hand at some point.

The surface of that bell was covered with twisted soul runes, and seven dark black beads were embedded in its mouth.

This was one of his ultimate trump cards, the Low Grade Earth Rank Magic Treasure, "Soul-Devouring Bell."

It could specifically target a Cultivator's Divine Soul, causing them to lose focus for a moment. This power was silent and invisible, making it most difficult to guard against!

In the midst of a life-and-death struggle, a moment's lapse in focus was no different from seeking death.

The sword formation was actually broken by this one person, which was truly beyond Ling Yi's expectations. But Ling Yi also seized this opportunity, taking advantage of the gap just after Ye Hao had finished performing his Divine Ability to launch a sneak attack, aiming for a killing blow!

With a slight shake of his wrist, the Soul-Devouring Bell instantly hovered in mid-air. The seven black beads lit up simultaneously, and an invisible Soul-Shaking Power swept toward Ye Hao's back.

At the same time, lightning flickered in Ling Yi's left palm. A bolt of lightning as thick as an arm condensed in his palm like a living creature, crackling.

It was precisely the Azure Nether Lightning Summoning Art he had learned previously.

"Buzz—!"

The moment the Soul-Devouring Bell's Soul-Shaking Power struck Ye Hao's Sea of Consciousness, a faint golden light suddenly lit up on his body. It was the immortal bone hidden within him, defending itself spontaneously the moment his Divine Soul was attacked!

"Just these little tricks?"

Ye Hao let out a light chuckle. Before his voice could fade, the power of the immortal bone within him erupted completely!

Faint golden spiritual light overflowed from his pores, wrapping around his body like a tangible substance. The remaining Chaos Qi, driven by the immortal bone's power, instantly surged several times over, turning into a greyish light shield that protected him within.

Three azure lightning pillars crashed against the light shield, yet they failed to stir even a single ripple. The lightning shattered like bubbles, unable to pose even the slightest threat.

Ling Yi's pupils shrank suddenly, a strong sense of unease welling up in his heart.

The scene before him had completely exceeded his understanding. It was clearly a lethal situation he had caught his opponent off guard with; why were both killing moves neutralized so easily?

But before he could react, Ye Hao had already turned into an afterimage, closing the distance in an instant.

"How dare you—!" Ling Yi was shocked and furious, hurriedly raising his hand to activate the Soul-Devouring Bell, wanting to use the Soul-Shaking Power to stop him again.

But a power blending Chaos and the immortal bone had already condensed at Ye Hao's fingertips. The faint gold and greyish spiritual lights intertwined, turning into a sharp finger-beam that pointed directly at the Soul-Devouring Bell.

"Crack!"

A crisp cracking sound rang out. One of the black beads on the Soul-Devouring Bell, a high-grade earth-rank Magic Treasure that specialized in attacking the Divine Soul, actually shattered halfway with a bang.

Seizing this gap, Ye Hao formed a palm with his left hand, infused it with Chaos Qi, and slammed it hard against Ling Yi's chest.

Ling Yi was sent staggering back several steps by this palm strike, then looked up in astonishment: "I'm actually fine."

He was just about to mobilize the spiritual power in his body to pull away.

"Pfft—!"

A mouthful of blood sprayed out, staining his azure robes red. The spiritual power condensed in his body instantly dissipated. His Aura weakened rapidly; his Golden Core Realm cultivation base was actually beaten to the point of being on the verge of collapse by this one strike.

With a "thud," Ling Yi fell to one knee, barely managing to hold his position.

Ye Hao's peripheral vision swept over this Saint of the Taixu Holy Land. If it weren't for the convenience of asking for directions later...

With that palm just now, he would already be dead.

At the same time, Li Pingan also destroyed a Falling Flower Sword Formation. Of the thirty-plus Taixu Sword Sect Disciples in the canyon, only three remained after a mere fifteen minutes.

A thick scent of blood drifted in the air. Blood flowed through the crevices of the rubble, pooling into dark red puddles in the hollows. Li Pingan was like a god of slaughter now, his sleeves covered in blood and his originally dark face stained with blood, making him look somewhat fierce.

Such was the Martial Dao; after all, killing was not as elegant as it was for a Sword Cultivator.

Xie Xingchen didn't even have a chance to act before the battle was over.

As expected of Senior Brother and Senior Sister, such methods are simply inconceivable. No wonder Eldest Senior Sister always complains from time to time that not a single Disciple the Revered Master took in is a normal person.

I must also cultivate well and not be a burden!

The Su Zi sisters were already stunned on the spot, their faces pale with fright at this scene.

Neither of them had expected that while they thought they were luring a big fish to their door, they had clearly brought back five tigers instead.