Meanwhile, in the central area of the Mo Yun Battlefield.
Originally a battlefield of over a hundred thousand people, now less than fifty thousand remain.
In this chaotic battle, some sects suffered complete losses, with everyone eliminated, while other sects, to preserve their ranking, covered their disciples' escape from the second combat zone.
The sects remaining at this moment are all among the top twenty in the rankings.
The Hua Xia Sect's ranking had already threatened the major sects, and many viewed them as a thorn in their side.
Furthermore, with the Hua Xia Sect possessing so many blood crystals, how could the major top sects allow this group to persist until the very end?
The reason they hadn't launched a siege before was partly to kill and compete for rankings, and partly to exhaust the group's stamina.
Now, with only about three minutes left on the battlefield countdown, the Refining Void Realm cultivators of the major sects could no longer hold back and rushed towards the Hua Xia Sect members.
There were over fifty Refining Void Realm cultivators in total, among whom those from the Dao Sect, Demon God Sect, Little Western Heaven, Piao Miao Sect, and Yao Guang Sect were all at the peak of the Refining Void Realm.
The five grand masters simultaneously attacked Chu Huaian, while the other Refining Void Realm cultivators charged towards Li Taibai and the others.
At this moment, the Hua Xia Sect members' stamina had reached its limit; each of them was bathed in blood, like malevolent spirits crawled out of hell.
Chu Huaian flew into the air, his greatsword held horizontally before him, and he said in a hoarse voice, “Fang Yuan, Qin Hao, Qin Zhenhua, Sun Yiyi, Wang Xiaojun, Li Yongxiao, you all continue to kill!”
“The rest of you, come with me to face the enemy! We must persevere until the very end.”
“The dawn of victory is at hand, and glory shall belong to the Hua Xia Sect!”
“Kill!!!”
Whoosh, whoosh—
Li Taibai, Zhao Shijie, Lin Ye, and Luo Xi simultaneously soared into the sky, standing behind Chu Huaian.
“Kill!”
The five of them moved at the same time, transforming into red streaks and clashing with the five peak Refining Void Realm cultivators.
The battlefield was instantly split, with nearly forty players blocking the other Refining Void Realm cultivators, buying precious time for Fang Yuan and the others to kill.
This was a race against time, a great battle where no one held back, immediately adopting a do-or-die posture.
Chu Huaian faced the third elder of the Demon God Sect; upon contact, both immediately entered a life-and-death struggle.
The greatsword, unstoppable, descended with terrifying power.
Bang—
The middle-aged man swung his blade forward, easily blocking Chu Huaian's attack.
“Body and sword as one, a piercing rainbow, a single cold glint shattering the formation!”
Chu Huaian held the greatsword with both hands, concentrating all his strength onto the sword's tip, and stomped forward fiercely.
A sharp cold glint burst from the sword's tip, and rumbling sounds echoed in the air.
The middle-aged man's eyes narrowed, and he held his blade horizontally in front of him.
Clang—
The sword tip pressed against the blade's spine, emitting a sharp sound.
The blade and sword trembled violently, two terrifying forces colliding with each other.
“Break!!”
Chu Huaian let out an angry roar, and his power erupted again.
Crack, crack—
The blade and sword could not withstand the strength of the two, slowly crumbling and turning into fragments falling to the ground.
The aftermath continued; the broken blade finally pierced the opponent's armor.
The middle-aged man's expression was normal, and his body flew backward, trying to escape the broken blade's attack range.
Chu Huaian retracted his strength, threw the broken blade in his hand, and then unhesitatingly reversed his vital energy, burning his own bone marrow.
His meridians were torn open, his internal organs were burning, and a ball of red flames covered his skin.
This was his first time using a forbidden technique; his power and speed had increased several times over.
The next second, Chu Huaian vanished from his original spot.
The air carried a scorching aura, and explosive sounds were incessant.
At this moment, Chu Huaian's speed was too fast, so fast that the middle-aged man couldn't react at all.
Thump—
He took a heavy punch to the chest, and his entire body flew backward.
Thump—
Before he could stabilize himself, he suffered another heavy blow from behind.
Thump, thump, thump—
There were afterimages of Chu Huaian everywhere; the middle-aged man was beaten without any chance to retaliate, only able to protect his vital points and passively defend.
Crack—
With the last punch, all the armor on the man's body exploded, revealing his bronze-colored skin, on which ancient Dao patterns were etched.
“How many years has it been? I can't remember how many years. You have successfully enraged me!”
The middle-aged man let out a long roar to the sky, and a powerful force erupted from his body, sending Chu Huaian flying.
“Heart-burning blood, reverse pulse soaring to the heavens!”
The middle-aged man suddenly raised his arm and plunged it into his own chest.
Drops of crimson blood flowed from his heart, all absorbed by the Dao patterns on his body.
The next moment, those Dao patterns all ignited, a terrifying power burst forth from his body, and a ball of black flames surrounded him.
Both sides used forbidden techniques, igniting their vital blood in exchange for temporary power.
“Boiling blood solidifying into a shield, one punch shattering illusions!”
As the punch was thrown, a scorching heat wave swept through everything around, black flames covered half the sky, and heaven and earth trembled.
The middle-aged man concentrated his demonic blood and violent power into this one punch; the space could not withstand the pressure and directly shattered.
“Heart fire burning the heavens, fist intent shattering the void!”
Chu Huaian ignited his heart fire with his mind, his skin instantly turned crimson, veins bulged like coiling dragons, his entire right arm abnormally swelled, and his skin showed crack-like bloodstains.
He compressed all his power onto his fist; a dazzling red light covered his entire arm, and faint cracks appeared in the space around his fist.
His intent covered his fist, carrying an artistic conception of self-sacrifice, and he threw his ultimate punch.
As the punch wind erupted, the surrounding air was instantly evacuated, emitting a muffled, thunderous roar.
The next moment, two world-destroying forces collided.
Crack, crack—
Ripples appeared, and the surrounding space completely shattered.
Thump—
A destructive force exploded between the two, and the aftermath instantly destroyed everything around.
The entire battlefield shook violently, and the cracks in all directions also fractured at this moment, then exploded.
“The Mo Yun Battlefield is going to collapse!!” Someone let out a heart-wrenching scream.
But at this moment, no one paid him any attention; everyone's gaze was fixed on the center of the aftermath.
There, two figures were faintly visible.
As the smoke dispersed, everyone finally saw the state of the two.
Chu Huaian's entire right arm was gone, and the wound was pitch black.
In contrast, the middle-aged man on the opposite side had half his body blown away, half his teeth exposed, and his only remaining eye stared fixedly at Chu Huaian.
“Seven Kills Elder!!”
All the Demon God Sect members showed expressions of disbelief, and they all flew into the air, collectively rushing towards the middle-aged man.
“Protect Xian Ge!”
Zhao Shijie let out an angry roar, his silver spear transforming into a swimming dragon, striking the old monk and sending him flying.
Li Taibai shattered the void with a single sword strike, breaking free from the Dao Sect elder's restraint, and rushed over quickly.
Luo Xi pushed away the Yao Guang Elder with a palm, unhesitatingly ignited her own vital blood, and was the first to rush to Chu Huaian's side, protecting him from the front.
Looking at her robe stained red with blood, Chu Huaian's heart stirred.
That touch of red was so dazzling.
He couldn't remember how many times it had been, but it seemed she had always stood in front of him.
Her slender figure made Chu Huaian's eyes become somewhat hazy.
“Wah…”
Chu Huaian couldn't help but spit out a large mouthful of blood, his body swaying precariously.
“Xian Ge!”
Luo Xi turned and supported his body, her face filled with anxiety.
Whoosh, whoosh—
Zhao Shijie and the others appeared by his side at the same time.
“Master.”
Xia Ling had never seen Chu Huaian in such a miserable state; her eyes instantly turned red, and she rubbed her eyes, suddenly bursting into tears.
“Waaah… They're all bad guys…”
Chu Huaian's lips curved into a faint smile, and he gently rubbed her small head, saying softly, “Master is fine.”
Just then, the over five thousand members of the Demon God Sect, with grim expressions, simultaneously drew their weapons and aimed them at Chu Huaian and the others.
“Kill!”
Zhao Shijie's eyes were cold; he gripped his silver spear in a backhand grip and was the first to charge forward.
Accompanying him were Li Taibai, Shen Qinghan, and Liu Piaopiao.
The four top masters from the Dao Sect, Little Western Heaven, Piao Miao Sect, and Yao Guang Sect exchanged glances, then simultaneously attacked Chu Huaian.
At this point, it was no longer about ethics; the battle was about to end, and time was running out for everyone.
