Jiang Ke’er had no energy left to spare for the outside world.
That punch had shattered her left chest.
Her entire left chest was caved in from the side.
She knew that the broken ribs and the sharp bamboo that had pierced through her chest had stabbed straight through her heart.
Even a small tear in an internal organ could quickly lead to massive bleeding and death, let alone a situation like this where her heart was pierced in a cross shape and had completely stopped beating.
Once the heart stops, she would lose consciousness within ten seconds, and after ten seconds, all her organs would gradually and irreversibly fail and die—no one, not even an immortal, could save her then.
So, she had to control the massive bleeding and restore her body’s ability to pump blood within ten seconds!
White light glowed on her hand. Jiang Ke’er gritted her teeth against the pain, slowly squeezing out the ribs that were stuck in her heart muscle.
But Shi Yue clearly had no intention of leaving Jiang Ke’er any chance to live.
From the bamboo that had pierced her chest, leaves and branches began to sprout rapidly.
Those sharp leaves and branches quickly riddled Jiang Ke’er’s heart with holes!
At the same time, three terrifying auras charged straight at Jiang Ke’er!
“Get back!!!”
Sharp sleeve arrows swiftly cut through the bamboo, severing Shi Yue’s control over them and preventing the leaves and branches from continuing to grow inside Jiang Ke’er’s body.
Qiao Xiaoxian transformed into a shadow and flashed to the arrow’s tail.
She pulled Jiang Ke’er into her arms with one hand, while her other hand formed a seal and pressed it against Jiang Ke’er’s chest.
At the same time, a world-shaking, god-crushing pressure erupted from Qiao Xiaoxian’s body! Dark red patterns appeared all over her, and the devil light and killing intent in her eyes were stronger than ever before!
The pressure transformed into the phantom of a giant coiled dragon.
The phantom roared in fury, swinging its massive tail and smashing the three Dao Seats who were closing in to deliver the final blow to Jiang Ke’er, sending them flying! Even half of the bamboo forest was flattened by this single sweep!
“Bagpipe Squad! Defensive formation!”
Qiao Xiaoxian ordered, her voice trembling.
“Ready?” The hand forming the seal on Jiang Ke’er’s chest glowed with a light full of destructive power.
Jiang Ke’er managed a slight, difficult nod.
Gritting her teeth, Qiao Xiaoxian’s fingers forming the seal suddenly jabbed forcefully against Jiang Ke’er’s chest.
The entire green bamboo that had pierced Jiang Ke’er’s chest, along with the shattered bones and Jiang Ke’er’s exploded heart, instantly turned to dust and scattered from her chest!
With the sharp objects no longer stuck in her body, Jiang Ke’er finally had a chance to begin repairing herself.
The massive bleeding almost caused her to go into shock and lose consciousness on the spot.
With Qiao Xiaoxian’s help, she desperately sealed off the blood vessels while using spiritual power to solidify and fill the space where her heart had been.
“Hah—”
This sound wasn’t laughter; it was Jiang Ke’er struggling to breathe with her right lung, the only one still intact, while the penetrating wound in her chest continuously leaked air and spurted blood.
Spiritual power poured in with all her might, quickly forming a glowing orb at her heart, pulsing slowly.
Blood began to flow again, pumped by the glowing orb, and oxygen was rapidly delivered throughout her body.
In just a few seconds, there was definitely no time for a heart to regrow.
She had to use this fake heart made of spiritual power to temporarily take over the heart’s function.
But this method couldn’t last more than a minute.
The spiritual power consumption required to maintain the fake heart was terrifyingly fast.
She had to make her heart regrow before she used up too much spiritual power.
Qiao Xiaoxian handed Jiang Ke’er over to Gan Ruanruan, then without a word, turned and charged at Shi Yue with a terrifying, world-destroying demonic aura!
She intended to use offense as her defense.
When Shi Yue saw Qiao Xiaoxian’s attack, he paused slightly, as if suddenly remembering something, and exclaimed with delight, “So it’s you! Blue Shadow!”
To be able to kill Blue Shadow in this battle as well—what an unexpected bonus.
Qiao Xiaoxian had once fought Shi Yue and another former Dao Seat from Team Deities during a mission. Back then, facing a two-on-one assault, she had been severely injured.
It was only by using the alias Qian Yue to seek treatment from Jiang Ke’er that she was able to fully recover from her wounds.
Earlier, she hadn’t employed Blue Shadow’s fighting style, so she hadn’t been recognized.
But now, driven by rage and fighting with all her might, she was immediately seen through by the opponent.
“Fourth and Fifth Seats, Senior Sisters, please go kill Jiang Ke’er! Big Strong, come back and help me deal with Blue Shadow!”
Shi Yue immediately gave the order.
A burly, heavy-duty strength system cultivator rumbled back to reinforce Shi Yue, charging explosively toward Qiao Xiaoxian’s back!
But Qiao Xiaoxian completely ignored the burly man, still dodging bamboo spikes at her absolute limit as she charged at Shi Yue.
Shi Yue had originally intended for the burly man to tie up Qiao Xiaoxian, giving him a chance to support the Fourth and Fifth Seats in attacking Jiang Ke’er—that would have been a sure-kill situation.
But under Qiao Xiaoxian’s frenzied, dragon-like, life-risking assault, he was too busy protecting himself to do anything else.
Facing the coldly smiling Fourth and Fifth Seats—the male and female Dao Seats who cultivated in the dragon vein—Jie Shui, Gan Ruanruan, and A Miao felt as if they had fallen into an icy cellar.
The gap in strength was truly too great.
A battle that was already difficult to handle had become even more dire after the opponent’s careful planning severely injured Jiang Ke’er.
“The Bagpipe Squad can survive without us, but not without her,” Jie Shui decisively stepped forward to meet the female assassin. “Ruanruan, you and Qing Yi pay attention to your positioning, dodge the bamboo spikes. Leave these two Dao Seats to A Miao and me.”
“You two…”
Gan Ruanruan weakly reached out a hand, but in the end, she could only nod. “Alright.”
The fist fighter who cultivated in the Yang Dragon Vein faced off against A Miao.
He didn’t quite understand why A Miao, a magic cultivator, would rush to the front lines like this, but he certainly wouldn’t let such an easy target go.
A Miao was just about to form a seal to block when he suddenly felt a soul-targeting pressure wash over him! That pressure made his hands and feet turn icy cold, and his true qi completely immobilized!
It was dragon aura!
Boom!
This punch landed squarely on A Miao’s chest—the same kind of diagonal sneak-attack punch that had severely injured Jiang Ke’er earlier.
And A Miao’s body was clearly even more fragile. He was instantly blown apart by this punch into countless pieces! Blood mist and shredded flesh exploded everywhere!
“This is way too weak.”
So this was… A Miao? The one with zero deaths in this Shenzhou Cup, hailed as the Bagpipe Squad’s secret weapon?
Now he was dead!
The Fourth Seat laughed loudly, not stopping his steps as he prepared to charge through the shower of flesh and continue pursuing Gan Ruanruan, who was carrying Jiang Ke’er.
But the shredded flesh in mid-air began to rapidly squirm and twist.
The Fourth Seat had a bad feeling. He had never imagined an enemy could pull off any tricks after being blown apart, and he happened to be right in the middle of the rain of flesh.
Under the Fourth Seat’s incomprehensible gaze, those pieces of flesh suddenly twisted and grew at an incredible speed, each becoming another A Miao!
Even though these A Miao hadn’t fully formed their bodies yet, as long as they grew arms and legs, they firmly grabbed onto the Fourth Seat!
In an instant, the Fourth Seat was embraced into a giant ball!
“Bugs? They’re actually bugs? Hahaha, such lowly, filthy creatures…”
The Fourth Seat clenched his fist, and that unparalleled, powerful pressure bloomed from his body once again.
No matter how many A Miao there were, under this innate racial pressure as vast as heaven and earth, they all went numb and trembled, left only with the urge to kneel and worship, completely devoid of any desire to resist.