Drought Land Divine Technique·Drought Sea Torrent!
An immense surge of yellow sand erupted from beneath the ground, shattering the already cracked surface with overwhelming momentum.
On the surface, the crowd was filled with terror.
"Run!"
"Run!" Shouts and screams filled the air as the Shanwei believers launched themselves like cannonballs, their feet pounding the ground as they fled into the distance.
"Ah! Ah... uh!!"
"Uh!" Piercing screams and muffled groans echoed incessantly.
The overwhelming yellow sand mercilessly devoured the figures of the fleeing crowd.
Before the Sea Realm Great Power, the so-called River Realm Great Power was as worthless as grass.
"Zhu Yuan!" Zhang Zhenghu darted frantically, helplessly watching as his companion, who lagged behind, was engulfed completely by the yellow sand.
Zhu Yuan's screams were drowned out as the Jade Talisman Formation surrounding her shattered into countless fragments.
Lightning, flames, frost, fine sand...
Even the eight Golden Jade Talismans capable of autonomously defending against enemies proved futile and crumbled to dust.
The yellow sand geyser erupting from the ground wasn't just shooting upward!
It carried turbulent flows of agitated sand, threatening to grind all things within it into dust.
The terrifying sand geyser surged and churned, and due to its angled projection, those fleeing in desperation were driven eastward.
That happened to be the direction where Elder Peng was pursuing them.
Under the horrifying Divine Skill, even Elder Peng, who was also a Sea Realm Great Power, had to avoid direct confrontation temporarily.
"You Tianyao!"
Elder Peng gritted his teeth, retreating step by step.
Seizing the moment, he turned his head to the further east: "Gao Yunyan!"
"Elder Peng!" Gao Yunyan saw there was no escape and responded loudly.
"Where is Guo Yize?" Elder Peng demanded.
"Guo Yize and Cao Rongcheng, the two senior brothers, are disciplining the captives, teaching them to understand the rules!" Gao Yunyan quickly thought and replied, "Senior Brother Guo instructed me and Fengchen to escort this batch of captives back to the mountain first!
To ensure no accidents, and to stay in communication, Senior Brother Guo even specifically lent me the Yellow Sand Axe!"
Listening from afar, Xue Fengchen felt his heart tremble.
Indeed!
The more beautiful the woman, the more deceptive she could be.
Not only did she make up a plausible story effortlessly, but her explanation was remarkably convincing.
Guo Yize's violent temperament, his penchant for tormenting and slaughtering captives for pleasure, made sending the two away while he partnered with Cao Rongcheng to abuse the captives a logical and believable action.
"Stop escorting the captives! Use Floating Sand to locate the underground enemies!" Elder Peng shouted sternly, "Summon the West Desolation Divine Axe and split open the land for me!
Also, call Guo Yize over to assist me in hunting the enemies!"
Perhaps it was due to the urgency of the battle or the convincing nature of Gao Yunyan's explanation, but Elder Peng seemed unperturbed.
The little incident where Gao Yunyan deliberately avoided direct confrontation earlier also slipped his mind.
In the perilous environment of Holy Spirit Mountain, it was understandable for Gao Yunyan to act evasively.
Those from the River Realm, upon seeing the imposing Sea Realm Great Power arrive, fleeing in sheer panic for their survival was entirely natural.
"Yes!" Gao Yunyan naturally didn't dare openly defy the order.
With no other choice, she had to summon the West Desolation Divine Axe, even if only to put on a show.
But as she initiated the River Realm Technique, she sternly shouted for effect: "You bunch of slaves, crawl over here and kneel properly!
If anyone dares to flee in the chaos, and I catch them, I'll skin you alive!"
The surviving members of Luoxian Pavilion had already been forced to flee eastward.
To be precise, they were being driven in Elder Peng's direction by the underground enemy.
Now, with Gao Yunyan's declaration, those escaping in desperation instead considered it a faint glimmer of refuge.
Although this refuge was unreliable at best, it was still something.
Yet, the survivors trembled as they cautiously maneuvered around Elder Peng and continued their eastward escape.
Elder Peng ignored the weeping and wailing slaves entirely.
He stepped onto the yellow sand, lunging forth with brutal force to confront the raging Drought Sea Torrent.
Inevitably, this wide-scale assault affected several Shanwei disciples traveling across the surface.
However...
Elder Peng didn't seem to care.
Dead is dead—what does it matter?
"Master, please... uh!"
"Ahhh!" Several Shanwei believers desperately unleashed their Mountain Stone Armor, Mountain Stone Prison, and covered themselves with Stone Armor.
Yet, the defense that the Shanwei Sect prided themselves on was utterly inadequate before the Sea Realm Great Power.
The raging sand overwhelmed them, leaving no trace behind.
"Buzz!!"
The Divine Weapon·Yellow Sand Axe in Gao Yunyan's grasp buzzed frantically, seemingly restless.
Elder Peng had been fooled just like that?
He asked just one question?!
The Yellow Sand Axe struggled to escape the woman's control, but as a First-rank Divine Soldier, it couldn't break free from the hands of the River Realm Peak·West Desolation Believer.
"Huff~"
Suddenly, a phantom energy form extended from the Yellow Sand Axe.
The manifestation of the axe spirit bore a striking resemblance to Guo Yize, nine points identical.
It opened its mouth to shout, staring at Elder Peng's back, yet no sound emerged.
"Get back here! Do you want to be crushed?!" Gao Yunyan hissed through clenched teeth.
The axe spirit had intended to fly toward Elder Peng, but it froze in place upon hearing her threat.
"Hurry up!" Elder Peng shouted sharply. Amid the chaotic battlefield, he still sensed Gao Yunyan's motions pausing because of Floating Sand's assistance.
How could a mere disciple of Tianhuang Mountain—a trivial River Realm practitioner—hesitate to fulfill a command from Elder Peng?
Already enraged, Elder Peng turned his head abruptly, catching sight of Gao Yunyan confronting the axe spirit.
Through the phantom silhouette of the axe spirit, Elder Peng also saw Gao Yunyan's menacing expression.
Incredibly vicious!
This torrential rain truly hindered matters.
If not for the rain, the sandstorm would be dense enough for Elder Peng to perceive the battlefield solely through the dust, his eyes unable to see anything.
But now...
Elder Peng's brows furrowed tightly!
Those who managed to survive in this world were all cunning and astute.
Even if one were inherently dull, Holy Spirit Mountain would force them to grow through relentless lessons.
As for the Shanwei believers, Elder Peng disregarded them automatically.
He harbored no doubts about the Jade Talisman disciples; with Guo Yize's techniques and power, it was reasonable to believe they could be subdued and enslaved.
But assigning Gao Yunyan and Xue Fengchen the task of escorting a few Jade Talisman Believers?
Even with the addition of a Divine Weapon for supervision, something still felt off.
Couple this with Gao Yunyan's hesitant demeanor and her fierce expression toward the axe spirit...
"Gao Yunyan! Toss the Yellow Sand Axe over here—I need to use it!" Elder Peng commanded.
Gao Yunyan's face shifted dramatically!
"Watch out, Elder!" Xue Fengchen suddenly shouted.
Gao Yunyan's West Desolation Divine Axe was never able to properly form due to her distraction, but Xue Fengchen's massive axe was already swinging down.
Meanwhile, far outside Ten Thousand Blade Mountain, toward the distant northeast.
A young man garbed in a green bamboo cloak and bamboo hat, his eyes cold and serpentine, gazed toward the heavens. "Oh? The West Desolation Divine Axe?"
As he spoke, a swarm of dead souls surged into his eyes.
Who was Lu Ran?
Watch as the Soul Eyes open!
When he first noticed the colossal sandy hand reaching skyward, he had already resolved to investigate.
And as he stealthily approached, seeing the souls rising into the air spurred him to quicken his pace!
At this moment, Deng Yuxiang had already imprisoned three dead souls in the Magic Artifact Fragment·Rebirth Money, ready for interrogation at any time.
On this foundation, nearly forty souls still floated across the ground and midair!
That was almost forty lives!
What was happening here? Were two factions in fierce combat?
Yu Changsheng couldn't see the souls, but the chaotic scene surrounding him made his expression grim. Bodies of the Human Clan, half-buried in the sand, were everywhere.
Those trapped beneath the earth were certainly more numerous.
Reasoning through it, the fighting here appeared to have shifted southwest.
Specifically, toward the far reaches of Ten Thousand Blade Mountain, the site of the falling battle axe.
"Don't underestimate—they could be wielding Barbaric Female Demon Clan·Barbaric Evil Axe," Deng Yuxiang remarked, never leaving Lu Ran's side as she also gazed southwest.
"These deaths don't seem caused by Evil Demons—all victims appear to be Human Clan."
As she spoke, Lu Ran raised his hand, summoning a ball of black mist and absorbing the last soul into the Soul Prison.
"You! You all..." The woman's face turned pale with fear.
The shock of witnessing death was already immense for her.
And now these mysterious bamboo-hat-and-cloak figures unleashed one Evil Technique after another!
In a short amount of time, she struggled to make sense of anything.
"Ah! Ahhh!" The woman suddenly screamed.
Lu Ran's dark flames rose within the sphere of the Soul Prison in his palm.
Six or seven seconds elapsed before Lu Ran extinguished the flames, saying coldly, "Answer what I ask—no evasions."
"Yes, my lord, I'll answer! Don't torture me, I beg you... I'll answer!" The woman sobbed and pleaded repeatedly.
"What happened here?"
"Tianhuang Mountain! Tianhuang Mountain sent many people to swallow up our Hanhai Gang!" The woman stammered rapidly.
Deng Yuxiang scoffed coldly. "The negotiations failed, so they fought?"
"Yes! Yes, my lord, that's correct! The people from Tianhuang Mountain didn't know—three days ago, five more joined our gang, including a Sea Realm Great Power!"
The woman babbled incessantly, desperate not to be burned again.
"The Tianhuang Mountain group, led by a Sea Realm elder, came with twenty-something people, thinking they'd easily defeat us."
"As soon as they arrived, they smashed the heads of our guards and demanded we submit!"
As she recounted, the woman broke down into tears.
Deng Yuxiang spoke sternly: "Keep going!"
Choking on sobs, the woman stammered, "We were caught in the crossfire of the two Sea Realm fighters and died without even knowing what killed us!
You Tianyao paid no mind to our lives and acted directly...
Head heavy with misery, it was clear she resented her faction's own Sea Realm Great Power far more than Tianhuang Mountain's oppressive slave masters.
Lu Ran was about to ask another question when his expression suddenly stiffened!
Continuing to look southwest, his gaze caught sight of numerous Evil Dog souls rising into the air. Just as he reveled at the discovery, he noticed several figures emerging from the perimeter of Ten Thousand Blade Mountain.
Among them was a woman...
Her white dress fluttered, her long hair flowing.
Through layers of cascading rain and faint traces of sandy dust, she appeared as if shrouded in mist—a flower viewed through haze—and her features were indistinct.
Nonetheless, her ethereal presence and graceful movement, along with the Black Ice Sword entwining her flight...
Cold Night Sword?!
Lu Ran's pupils trembled violently with contraction!
His mind blanked entirely.
The world seemed to halt, and all noise ceased.
Even the incessant buzzing of the Barbaric Female Demon Evil Sculpture from the depths of his mind seemed to vanish.
The figure from his memories had suddenly intruded into his vision.
Dreamlike, surreal, catching him utterly unprepared.
Jiang...
Ruyi.
My little Ruyi.
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