At this moment, the longsword in Feng Wuhen's hand seemed to be imbued with life; at its tip, Dao Lord Feng's Sword Intent solidified into a dazzling silver Dragon shadow, roaring as it shot straight for Luo Yan's vital spot behind him.
Luo Yan was fully engaged in countering Little Bai's Soul Devouring Power when he suddenly felt a chilling wind at his back, and a sense of crisis instantly surged into his heart.
He roared, forcibly twisted his body, and his black scythe, with a sound of tearing air, violently collided with the silver Dragon shadow.
The two forces collided, erupting in a deafening roar, as if space itself was torn apart, and rings of energy ripples spread in all directions.
At this moment, he was suppressed by the double pressure of the boundless Star Power and Soul Devouring Power, finally falling into a disadvantage; the silver Dragon shadow penetrated the black scythe's counterattack and, with undiminished momentum, struck Luo Yan's chest.
"No—!" Luo Yan let out a desperate roar, never expecting that he would fall into the hands of someone he considered an ant, but it was too late; the Dao Sword accurately pierced his chest, completely impaling his once invincible body.
"Die!"
Feng Wuhen's Azure Rainbow Sword twisted with full force, releasing endless Sword Qi to rampage within Luo Yan's body, frantically strangling his life force.
Luo Yan's body trembled violently, and endless Ghost Qi gushed out from within him like a spring; a trace of unwillingness and anger flashed in his eyes.
"A mere ant dares to dream of killing me?" Luo Yan sneered, a hint of madness flashing in his eyes.
Before he finished speaking, an even denser Nether Ghost Qi suddenly erupted from Luo Yan's body; at the same time, the Nether Ghost Qi seemed to lose its backbone and began to scatter, and the entire battlefield instantly cleared up.
This Ghost Qi was incredibly violent, as if it wanted to break free from all restraints; the Star Array at this moment could not even function, unable to suppress the rampant Ghost Qi fleeing everywhere.
Just at this instant, an anomaly occurred; just as they thought everything was settled, Luo Yan's body gradually blurred before their eyes, wrapped in a thick fog-like Nether Ghost Qi, and finally vanished without a trace in a blinding black light.
"He's not dead; he's using a secret technique to escape."
Li Mu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he quickly reminded Feng Wuhen, while his hands were not idle, rapidly forming seals to summon a portion of the Nine Stars Great Array's power, attempting to seal off any spatial rifts through which Luo Yan might escape.
Star Power leaped at his fingertips, transforming into dazzling chains that wove into a net, trying to capture the escaping Nether Ghost shadow.
"Trying to escape? Not that easy!" Feng Wuhen coldly shouted, his spiritual power boiling within him.
He knew that he must press the advantage now, otherwise, if Luo Yan escaped, the consequences would be unimaginable.
He flickered, transforming into a silver lightning bolt, and pursued the black light.
Little Bai also refused to be left behind; it flapped its wings, transforming into a stream of light that followed closely behind Feng Wuhen, its powerful Soul Devouring Power heading straight for the fleeing black shadow.
Just as the black Nether shadow was about to break through the Star Array's chains, Feng Wuhen finally caught up.
He roared, his Azure Rainbow Sword striking out, its sword light like a Dragon, fiercely clashing with the black light in the air.
"Get back!" Feng Wuhen low-roared, his sword tip suddenly flicking, blocking the opponent's escape route.
The black shadow was forced to flee, keeping far away from Little Bai's path, and a black shadow slowly condensed into form in the Void Realm not far away, which was Luo Yan.
However, at this moment, his figure appeared slightly ethereal, and his cultivation had dropped to the Dao Lord Middle Stage, his aura no longer as domineering as before, but a more intense fire of revenge burned in his eyes.
"You Yuan, Xue Qi, come quickly and help me!"
Luo Yan looked at the other two battlefields, urgently seeking help from his two Dao Lord companions.
He looked at Little Bai with fear; Li Mu and Feng Wuhen could not pose a fatal threat to him, only the seventh-order Gu Spirit Little Bai, which feeds on soul bodies, was extremely effective against all Ghost Clan Divine Abilities and spells.
However, what answered Luo Yan was a deathly silence.
You Yuan and Xue Qi's battlefields were equally fierce; their opponents were Feng Yi and Chen Qingxuan, two equally powerful Dao Lords.
"Humph, Luo Yan, take care of yourself! I can't help you right now." You Yuan coldly snorted in response, his attention completely drawn by Chen Qingxuan's tide-like offensive, completely unable to break free.
"Old Ghost Luo, hold on a little longer; once I deal with this guy, I'll come help you."
Xue Qi's Divine Thought came from afar; however, his opponent, Feng Yi, with his unfathomable Wind-Thunder Sword Art, kept him constantly busy.
Amidst the flickering sword light, the sound of wind and thunder roared, and every strike contained the power of heaven and earth, forcing Xue Qi to go all out, using blood as a guide to lay down layers of blood nets, attempting to trap this invincible Sword Cultivator.
For a while, Xue Qi clearly couldn't extricate himself.
Luo Yan's face became incredibly grim; he had fallen into an isolated and helpless situation.
Scanning his surroundings, a hint of determination flashed in his eyes, as if he had made some kind of decision.
"Since that's the case, let's see who the final winner is!" Luo Yan roared, and the Nether Ghost Qi around him surged; this time, they no longer scattered and fled, but frantically converged in his palm, condensing into a pitch-black Ghost Pearl.
"Myriad Soul Ghost Pearl, explode for me!"
The Ghost Pearl emitted a heart-palpitating fluctuation, and Luo Yan's eyes became unusually cold.
He fiercely threw it forward, and the Ghost Pearl streaked across the sky, carrying world-destroying power directly towards Feng Wuhen and Little Bai.
"Be careful!" Feng Wuhen hurriedly reminded Little Bai, while his Azure Rainbow Sword transformed into thousands of sword shadows, attempting to block the approaching terrifying Ghost Pearl.
However, the Ghost Pearl's speed and power were beyond imagination; the sword shadows shattered one after another, and the sword light dimmed.
Little Bai flapped its wings, transforming into an even swifter stream of light, rushing directly towards the Ghost Pearl.
Its body emitted a faint blue light, which was the ultimate manifestation of Soul Devouring Power, to swallow the Ghost Pearl before it exploded.
Little Bai opened its mouth, and a powerful suction force surged from within, complementing its Soul Devouring Power, forming an invisible vortex that violently sucked the rapidly approaching Ghost Pearl into it.
When the Myriad Soul Ghost Pearl came into contact with this power, a mournful scream emanated from within, as if protesting its fate, but ultimately, it could not resist Little Bai's powerful Soul Devouring Power.
With the disappearance of the Myriad Soul Ghost Pearl, the surrounding surging Nether Ghost Qi also dissipated, and the battlefield returned to a momentary calm.
However, Little Bai seemed to be overfed, its body trembling slightly, and its light slightly dimmed; clearly, swallowing that Myriad Soul Ghost Pearl was not easy, and it needed time to digest this massive Myriad Soul Ghost Body.
Feng Wuhen took the opportunity to circle behind Luo Yan, and his Azure Rainbow Sword struck out again, its sword light like a rainbow, pointing directly at Luo Yan's vital spot.
Luo Yan seemed to have anticipated it, and with a flash of his figure, he avoided this fatal blow, while simultaneously striking out with a backhand palm, his Nether Palm Power carrying endless Ghost Qi, colliding with Feng Wuhen's sword light.
While clashing with Feng Wuhen, Luo Yan observed Little Bai, discovering its abnormality, and was immediately overjoyed.
Having swallowed such a massive Ghost Pearl condensed from Nether Ghost Qi, it must have borne a huge burden, and now was its weakest moment, no longer able to pose a threat to him.
At present, as long as he quickly dealt with this opponent, and then eliminated the Void Refining Cultivator controlling the array, this battle required a desperate fight to have a glimmer of hope.
Luo Yan had made up his mind, and his offensive became even more ferocious; he no longer defended but attacked with full force, his Nether Ghost Qi surging like a tide, every move carrying destructive power, attempting to crush Feng Wuhen in one fell swoop.
"Ghost Dao Origin, Endless Nether Ghosts!" Luo Yan roared, his hands suddenly forming seals, and the black mist around him instantly condensed into a vast and boundless Nether Ghost Domain.
Within the Ghost Domain, shadowy figures flickered, and wails rose and fell, as if countless souls wandered there, releasing endless resentment and fear.
The next moment, Feng Wuhen only felt as if the surrounding Ghost Qi had become corporeal; they entangled and tore at his spiritual power shield, invading his mind.
Feng Wuhen let out a low groan, his Dao Domain fully open, and the Azure Rainbow Sword radiated dazzling light, like a rising sun, piercing through the gloom of the Nether Ghost Domain.
Luo Yan's face slightly changed, and he coldly snorted, the Nether Ghost Qi surging, transforming into giant Ghost Hands that repeatedly clawed at Feng Wuhen.
However, how could Feng Wuhen's sword light be so easily obstructed?
The sword light was like a Dragon, shuttling between the Ghost Hands; each collision was accompanied by a roar, and the Ghost Hands shattered one after another, transforming into specks of ghost fire that dissipated in the air.
The sword light broke through the restraints of the Nether Ghost Domain, heading straight for Luo Yan.
Luo Yan roared, his entire body's Ghost Qi boiling.
He knew the power of this sword; if he didn't avoid its edge, he would likely suffer severe injuries.
But he had no way back, only able to meet this blow head-on, gathering Nether Ghost Qi in his claws, directly Welcome.
"Boom!"
With a deafening roar, the entire space seemed to tremble; the sword light and the colliding Ghost Claws erupted with dazzling light and wild energy.
One claw was severed, and the other claw fiercely struck Feng Wuhen.
Two figures crossed paths in the air; Feng Wuhen staggered, his clothes torn, and a shocking claw mark appeared on his chest, blood slowly seeping out.
Ghost Qi lingered around Luo Yan's short claws, and in a moment, they had mostly recovered.
His eyes were filled with killing intent, and with a flash of his figure, he pounced on Feng Wuhen again, intending to press the advantage and completely end the opponent.
A hint of determination flashed in Feng Wuhen's eyes; he seemed to have made some decision, and the spiritual power within him began to surge wildly, the light on the Azure Rainbow Sword becoming even more dazzling, almost piercing the sky.
Just at this moment, Li Mu timely transmitted a message: "Dao Lord Feng, don't fight him to the death; temporarily avoid his edge and buy time until Little Bai recovers."
While transmitting the message, Li Mu's hands were not idle; he was multitasking, controlling the Nine Stars Great Array while simultaneously activating four seventh-order Fire Origin Dao Talismans infused with Chaos Power.
Under the infusion of Chaos Power, the four seventh-order Fire Origin Dao Talismans instantly erupted with unprecedented dazzling light, like four small suns, transforming into four Fire Dragons, roaring as they rushed towards Luo Yan.
The flames contained the wildness of Chaos and the fierceness of Fire Origin, instantly evaporating the Nether Ghost Qi without a trace.
The four Fire Dragons were not just Incarnations of fire, but more like living beings; they flexibly circled in the air, sometimes intertwining, sometimes attacking separately, surrounding Luo Yan, preventing him from killing Feng Wuhen and buying him precious breathing time.
Upon hearing this, Feng Wuhen's heart stirred, knowing that Li Mu's words were true; Little Bai was indeed the greatest reliance to restrain this fiend.
If he could stabilize the battle during its recovery period, the scales of victory would greatly tip in their favor.
Thus, he quickly adjusted his strategy, and with a flicker of his figure, he disappeared like willow catkins in the wind.
"Bastard! It's you again!"
Luo Yan roared in exasperation, staring intently at Li Mu, wishing he could devour his flesh and soul.
He hadn't expected that at the most crucial moment, this fellow would again ruin his good fortune.
Feng Wuhen must have chosen to retreat because of his mental transmission, and at the same time, the interference of the four Fire Dragons prevented him from freeing his hands for a while to completely deal with Feng Wuhen, bringing the situation back to where it started.
Luo Yan's killing intent towards Li Mu escalated to an unprecedented level.
He violently waved his hand, and countless Nether Ghost Qi responded to his call, transforming into sharp Ghost Blades that shot towards the four Fire Dragons.
The Ghost Blades and Fire Dragons collided in the air, erupting in roars, firelight and Ghost Qi intertwining, forming a bizarre and magnificent scene.
The four Fire Dragons were clearly not to be trifled with; under Li Mu's control, they flexibly dodged the Ghost Blades' attacks, while continuously spewing out scorching flames, engaging in a fierce war of attrition with Luo Yan's Nether Dao Domain.
Seeing the battle between the Fire Dragons and Ghost Blades stalemated, Luo Yan grew increasingly anxious.
If he couldn't quickly deal with Li Mu and Feng Wuhen, once Little Bai fully recovered, he would face an even greater threat, and the situation would be extremely unfavorable to him.
Thus, Luo Yan took a deep breath, deciding to shift his target to Li Mu, wanting to kill this Void Refining Cultivator who had repeatedly ruined his plans first.
"Ghost Dao Origin, Myriad Soul Devouring Body!" Luo Yan whispered angrily, his voice low and cold, each word seeming to come from the depths of the Nine Nether, carrying endless deathly aura.
He formed seals with his hands, his speed incredibly fast, as if weaving some ancient and evil spell.
As the seals were completed, the Nether Ghost Domain Luo Yan had condensed suddenly grew even darker, and a more intense and oppressive aura than before permeated the air.
The next moment, Luo Yan's Nether Dao Domain violently churned, gradually forming a gigantic black vortex.
At the center of the vortex, an invisible passage seemed to slowly open—a gateway to the depths of the Nether, where myriad souls wailed.
"May myriad souls send you to your grave! Die for me!" Luo Yan low-roared, and the black vortex suddenly erupted; countless Nether Ghost Qi transformed into corporeal black chains, twisting like venomous snakes, sweeping towards Li Mu's location.
These black chains did not contain any physical attack power; they directly transcended the restraints of the Nine Stars Great Array and the distance between spaces, carrying the soul body erosion unique to the Nether Ghost Dao, directly pouncing on Li Mu.
Once touched, even a Dao Lord Cultivator would find it difficult to resist the attack coming from the soul body.
"Elder Li, be careful!"
Feng Wuhen's face changed drastically; at this moment, he was too late to offer rescue.
However, at this critical juncture, a faint smile appeared at the corner of Li Mu's mouth, as if he had anticipated all of this. (End of Chapter)
