93: Chapter 93 A Great Wall of Flesh and Blood, A Meat Grinder of Despair (Part 2)

High in the air, the Cult Deacon, standing atop the broad, bony skull of a 4th Order Flying Dragon, looked down upon this one-sided massacre.

Listening to the incessant screams from below and watching the normally high-and-mighty prodigies of the Great Xia being torn apart by exotic beasts like mere mud, he let out a sound of extremely pleasant chuckling from beneath his mask.

"The struggles of ants are always so boring."

The Deacon shook his head in boredom. Outside, Major General Lei Wuji and other powerful individuals were still frantically bombarding the blood-colored Formation, but every strike only served to replenish the energy of this Blood Sacrifice Array.

"The overall situation is settled. Once this batch of geniuses is dead, the martial arts Foundation of Jiangnan City will be completely severed..."

Just as he was preparing to turn around to check the energy saturation of the blood altar,

his movements suddenly froze without warning.

His head, wearing a dark gold mask, abruptly lowered. His gaze, like a physical entity, pierced through the chaotic and bloody battlefield below, passing over layers of exotic beasts and students, and locked firmly onto the very center of the ruined highland.

"What is that?"

In the Deacon's voice, there appeared, for the first time ever, a trace of shock and doubt.

In his Wuzong Realm perception, that corner had originally been nothing more than a group of prey struggling on the verge of death. But just in that instant, an extremely strange and violent energy fluctuation suddenly erupted from there!

He focused his attention to look closer.

In the center of a group of battered and defeated soldiers, a young man wearing tattered black combat gear was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed.

"No spiritual energy being released externally? No, that's not right..."

The Deacon's pupils contracted sharply.

He clearly perceived that within the young man's body, an extremely terrifying energy vortex was gathering frantically! That feeling was as if someone had forcibly stuffed an active volcano about to erupt into a narrow iron barrel, and was continuously applying heinous and terrifying pressure inward!

His Qi and blood were being forcibly compressed to an extreme that defied common sense!

Even he, whose combat power rivaled that of a 4th Order Wuzong Realm, felt his heart involuntarily twitch violently when he perceived that energy center which was undergoing a frantic qualitative change.

"This kind of destructive Qi and blood fluctuation is absolutely not something an ordinary high school student could possess!"

The playfulness in the Deacon's eyes vanished instantly, replaced by killing intent that was cold to the extreme.

"To actually dare to attempt a Breakthrough to a major Realm right under my nose, at the center of the Blood Sacrifice Array?"

The Deacon let out a cold snort, his voice filled with extremely cruel mockery: "Daydreaming! I will never give you any chance to turn the tables!"

He would no longer stand by and watch.

"All cultists, retreat! Exotic beasts, disperse!"

With a violent shout, the Deacon suddenly formed a complex seal with his hands in front of his chest.

"Hiss—!!!"

Following his action, the S-Grade Talent phantom of the venomous python, which was dozens of meters long and coiled behind him, suddenly raised its massive head and let out a shrill hiss that shook the entire Arena.

Under the continuous infusion of energy from the blood altar, the phantom of the venomous python almost solidified into reality. Its pair of pale green vertical pupils stared fixedly at the highland below, and its massive body, like a green meteorite falling from the sky, carried earth-shattering pressure as it smashed violently toward the defensive line that the students were struggling to maintain!

"Oh no! That Martial Ancestor has made a move!"

"Defend! Defend quickly!"

At the very front of the highland, a dozen heavy-duty defensive students covered in blood roared in despair as they looked at the green shadow covering the sky above their heads.

They squeezed out the last ounce of spiritual energy in their bodies, and over a dozen battered alloy shields were pressed tightly together, attempting to block this fatal blow descending from the sky.

However, in the face of absolute power that spanned three entire major Realms, all this defense was laughably fragile.

"Boom—!!!"

The venomous python's massive tail, resembling a pillar supporting the sky, carried the violent momentum of sweeping away an entire army as it struck fiercely against the students' shield defensive line!

There was no stalemate.

"Crack! Crack!"

The ear-piercing sound of metal shattering rang out in unison. The dozen high-strength alloy shields instantly exploded into a sky full of iron shards in the face of the Wuzong Realm's absolute power!

"Pfft—!"

The dozens of heavy-duty Martial Artists at the very front, along with their companions behind them, were like they had been hit head-on by a high-speed train. Their breastbones instantly collapsed, they sprayed blood wildly, and they flew backward like kites with broken strings.

The defensive line was instantly torn apart!

However, an even more terrifying disaster was yet to come.

The venomous python's tail slammed heavily onto the ground, and the massive phantom instantly dissipated, turning into a pale green abyss of toxic mist!

The toxic mist, like a tsunami breaking through a dam, spread frantically in all directions along the slope of the highland.

"Aaaaah!"

"My hand! My face!"

Screams instantly resounded across the highland.

Any student touched by this pale green toxic mist saw their faint Protective Aura dissipate instantly, like snowflakes meeting boiling water, unable to hold out for even half a second.

The toxic mist directly eroded their flesh.

Their skin blistered and festered rapidly, and their flesh was corroded, emitting a "sizzling" sound as the ghastly white bones were exposed.

Dozens of students rolled frantically on the ground, their shrill screams making one's scalp tingle. But after struggling for only a few seconds, they turned into pools of foul-smelling blood.

Dimensional reduction strike.

This was a true dimensional reduction strike!

In the face of absolute Realm suppression, the defensive line built by thousands of students with their lives and flesh and blood collapsed completely at this moment.

"The defensive line has broken..."

"There's no saving it, it's all over..."

The remaining few hundred surviving students retreated again and again, their weapons dropping to the ground. Looking at the spreading toxic mist and the swarm of exotic beasts trampling over their companions' corpses, everyone's psychological defenses completely collapsed.

"Roar!"

Having lost their obstruction, the dark, dense swarm of exotic beasts surged onto the highland frantically like a flood breaking through a dam.

Thirty meters.

Twenty meters.

Ten meters.

There was less than ten meters left to Su Chen, who was sitting cross-legged at the very center of the highland, with fine beads of blood seeping out from all over his body!

Four 3rd Order Shadow Demon Wolves charged at the very front. They smelled the scent of pure Qi and blood on Su Chen, which was undergoing a frantic transformation and exuding a deadly temptation, and greedily opened their bloody maws.

And the Cult Deacon in mid-air raised his right hand again. A ball of venom condensed to the extreme formed in his palm, ready to deliver the final killing blow to Su Chen.

A desperate situation with no chance of survival.

Utterly hopeless.

Just at the moment when those four 3rd Order Shadow Demon Wolves leaped into the air and their fangs were about to touch Su Chen!

"Hum—!"

An extremely blinding ice-blue white light shot up into the sky from the center of the highland without warning!

"Who dares to touch him!"

A cold, resolute female voice, filled with endless killing intent, suddenly exploded across the chaotic battlefield.

Lin Qinghan, covered in blood with her snow-white hair dancing wildly in the wind, had already, without anyone knowing when, stood alone directly in front of Su Chen.

She did not look at those terrifying Shadow Demon Wolves rushing towards her.

Nor did she look at that arrogant Cult Deacon in mid-air.

She simply held the frost-covered broken sword with a reverse grip.

"Pfft!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Qinghan gritted her teeth and thrust the broken blade fiercely and resolutely into her chest, right at the edge of her heart!

"Captain! What are you doing!" Chen Fei, who had fallen in a pool of blood behind her, screamed hoarsely.

"With my heart's blood, I sacrifice to the extreme cold."

Lin Qinghan ignored her teammate's cry. On her pale, beautiful face, a strange flush appeared.

"Extreme Cold Ice Domain · Heaven Sealing, Earth Locking!"

She pushed her SSS-Grade Talent [Extreme Cold Ice Domain], as well as her own life force from the past eighteen years, to the absolute limit of total overdraft at this moment!

The boiling hot essence blood gushing from her heart was instantly frozen along the blade.

"Rumble—!!!"

The earth trembled violently!

With the location of Lin Qinghan and Su Chen as the center, the surrounding temperature plummeted in one-thousandth of a second directly to Absolute Zero, a temperature capable of freezing even the Soul!

"Click, click, click, click—!"

Those four 3rd Order Shadow Demon Wolves leaping in mid-air didn't even manage to land before they were instantly frozen by this terrifying extreme cold into four lifelike, massive ice sculptures, smashing onto the ground with a "bang."

Immediately after.

In the Cult Deacon's shocked gaze.

A massive, circular glacier, several meters thick and towering into the clouds, rose frantically from the ground with an earth-shaking roar!

The glacier was like an insurmountable Wall of Sighs, forcibly isolating the swarm of beasts surging up like a tide, as well as the deadly pale green toxic mist, keeping them firmly outside!

The crystal-clear black ice refracted a desolate and beautiful light under the reflection of the blood-colored sky.

All the remaining few hundred students, along with Su Chen who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, were firmly protected in the very center by this massive glacier fortress.

And at the peak of the glacier that had risen from the ground.

Lin Qinghan stood alone.

The wind blew past, whipping up her snow-white hair and blood-stained clothes. She pulled out the broken sword stuck in her chest, the tip of the sword pointing diagonally at the dense swarm of beasts below and the Cult Deacon in the high air.

Blood dripped continuously from her chest, landing on the glacier and blooming into patches of striking red plum blossoms.

She was like a desperate snow lotus blooming proudly in the freezing winter blizzard.

With a Mortal body, at the cost of burning her life.

Alone, she faced the Wuzong Realm powerful enemy and the high-order beast swarm covering the mountains and plains.

"You want to kill him."

Lin Qinghan's voice was weak, but it carried an absolute coldness that would rather die than retreat.

"First, step over my corpse."