Those eyes abruptly opened wide, releasing a violent, piercing aura that surged forth uncontrollably, shaking the very air around them.
The grudge and vengeful spirit that once lingered before the Shen Du intensified fiercely, unleashing a terrifying power that seemed ready to retaliate with crushing force.
At the edge of the battlefield, the forces of Guo Yan and the Empire of Jade Fairy Li clashed, their brutal struggle scorching the ground beneath them.
White Shi’s sacred ritual was underway; Bai Yi Xian Zi’s face was pale and drawn, her lips trembling slightly as she slowly opened her mouth to release a painful, mournful cry that echoed like a late spring lament.
Her slender arm, pale as silk, trembled as it continued to hold the fading light of dawn, while Chou Xiu’s lifeless body lay nearby, marked by the harsh scars of battle, as Guo Dian’s troops pressed forward relentlessly, their murderous intent hanging thick in the air.
The oppressive atmosphere blocked any chance of retreat, leaving no room for hesitation.
The pure and noble aura of Bai Qi Fairy shone brightly despite her countless wounds, her every breath a testament to her unwavering resolve.
Witnessing this tragic scene, the Sect Leader’s heart ached deeply. Slowly, he withdrew his sword back into its sheath, stepping forward cautiously.
The dark red glow flickered in the distance, as the Blood Blade Saint Son advanced steadily, his expression resolute and fierce.
Before the inevitable clash, he silently vowed that one day he would protect Bai Qi Fairy at all costs, and now, as he watched the grim scene unfold, he could only grit his teeth and brace himself.
The Dark Snake Crown Dragon of the Hughes Tomb roared violently, shaking the very earth beneath it.
Its serpentine form writhed with unrestrained fury, weaving between the terrifying strikes of the Flowing Shadow Swift Sword.
Its massive body stormed through the battlefield like a wild tempest, crushing everything in its path.
The ice shards surrounding the scene shattered, one after another, like a desperate plea for protection as the enemy forces relentlessly pressed onward.
The power unleashed was naturally beyond what any ordinary human could withstand, but inside the Yuan Pavilion, Bai Shi Fairy’s life hung by a thread.
Her suffering was visible to all, her injuries severe, yet she stubbornly clung to life.
With a mighty roar, the warrior known as Wei unleashed a devastating arc of pure energy.
The atmosphere surged with tension as the battle intensified, each strike more lethal than the last.
Pain and fury mixed as the Dark Snake Crown Dragon struck again, its attacks relentless.
Bai Qi coughed up a mouthful of fresh blood, her face deathly pale.
Nearby, the chilling air of the Huang Zhong Tao Nine Stations pressed down heavily.
The corruption and decay of the Kingdom of Ri Chuan spread like wildfire, its poisonous aura suffocating all in its reach.
The spirits of the Fire Clan in Yunxu Kingdom were strained to their limits, barely able to withstand the ferocity of the conflict.
A sudden tremor echoed through the land, followed by the collapse of what seemed to be a fragile barrier.
Thousands of ghostly shadows flickered in the air, their forms distorted and trembling as they clashed with fiery blasts.
Amidst the chaos, a sharp, piercing cry cut through the turmoil.
The battle raged on with unyielding ferocity.
Attacks flew like gusts of wind, and even the ground beneath seemed to shatter under the relentless assault.
The Ghost Shadow Faceless moved swiftly, its strikes precise and deadly.
The Blood Blade Saint Son’s deep cultivation was evident, each blow devastating.
Suddenly, a pure, clear energy surged forth, illuminating the battlefield beneath a shimmering silk banner.
Gu Shixiong’s timely arrival changed the tide of battle.
With a precise and powerful strike, he cut through the enemy’s formation.
Bright light erupted, scattering blood and dust alike.
The Dark Snake Crown Dragon’s furious roar was drowned out momentarily by the overwhelming force of the assault.
The atmosphere hung heavy with tension, the fight far from over.
Despite the intensity, Bai Shi Fairy’s body bore the brunt of the fight, battered and bleeding, yet her spirit remained unbroken.
At this moment, a calm voice spoke quietly but firmly, “Sect Leader Bai, stand firm.”
Bai Qi, exhausted and weak, nodded faintly.
She had already reached the limits of her strength, but her determination remained unshaken.
The Holy Son’s gentle hand rested on her shoulder, offering silent support.
Her frail figure trembled slightly, yet her eyes held a stubborn light, unyielding and resolute.
The battle for Qingying Peak had reached a critical moment, with every warrior pouring their soul into the fight.
Despite the grave danger, Bai Qi Fairy’s beauty and grace shone through the blood and sweat.
Her courage inspired all who fought beside her.
Though she had been gravely wounded, her spirit burned brighter than ever.
As the conflict raged on, the Sect Leader silently vowed to protect her with all his might.
Even amidst chaos and despair, hope flickered stubbornly in the hearts of the Yueying Sect.
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