Shortly after, the black cloud dissipated, and a massive divine figure appeared. This figure, clad in archaic black armor and standing seven or eight *zhang* [approximately 2.3 to 2.7 meters] tall, held an iron hammer in one hand.
The black armor was adorned with sharp black needles and intricate silver patterns. The iron hammer was even more peculiar, with eight skull heads embedded on its surface, writhing ominously. These skulls occasionally let out eerie screams or moved grotesquely, sending shivers down the spines of onlookers.
The giant was the transformed form of Madam Mi, while the hammer was a weapon created by the fusion of the eight Ghost Kings. Mu Qing’s expression changed upon seeing it. Before she could ask anything, Madam Mi hurled the iron hammer and formed a hand seal.
Immediately, the eight skulls on the massive iron hammer shrieked sharply, spewing eight streams of green flames from their mouths.
Now, Yin fire, green shadows, and gray and blue threads covered the sky, sealing off the black light formation. Seeing this, the Nether Lightning Beasts did not rush; instead, they increased their size several times and extended their four arms towards the sky.
*Thump- Thump!*
Thunderous sounds echoed continuously as thick bolts of lightning shot out from their arms, being absorbed into the black light formation. The black light formation emitted a dazzling light, its power intensifying.
Surprisingly, the black light formation regained the upper hand, overwhelming the two women’s attacks.
Madam Mi and Mu Qing, startled, hastily cast their spells. One spat out blood, while the other raised her head and wailed mournfully, pouring all her magical power into a treasure in the void.
The green tree and the green shadows and flames from the iron hammer surged, attempting to push back the black light formation. However, the light formation continued to descend minutely.
Now, Madam Mi and Mu Qing’s expressions completely changed. The restriction was too powerful; it seemed their strength was not enough. Mu Qing took a breath and shouted towards the Blood Puppet.
‘Blood Fellow Cultivator, do something quickly! If that falls, it will be a disaster.’
Though Zhi Xue, inside the Blood Puppet, remained silent, the seven metal puppets that had been blocking the two women transformed into streaks of light and rushed towards the Nether Lightning Beasts in the high sky.
They believed that even if the black formation was powerful, eliminating the two beasts controlling it would drastically reduce its power. The seven puppets might not be able to eliminate the Nether Lightning Beasts, but they could certainly harass them.
As the seven streaks of light approached, the eyes of the humanoid Nether Lightning Beasts turned sinister. Their hand seals changed, and suddenly, a massive cave, ten *zhang* [approximately 33 meters] in size, appeared behind the Nether Lightning Beasts.
*Kwarurung!*
The two Nether Lightning Beasts blurred and dodged to either side of the cave. A deafening roar followed as black energy was released from within the cave.
The seven metal puppets, unable to dodge in time, were caught in the black energy. Then, something shocking happened: the seven metal puppets vanished completely within the black light.
‘…!’
Mu Qing and the others broke out in cold sweat upon seeing this.
*Kuhak!*
The two Nether Lightning Beasts roared triumphantly and formed hand seals with their furry hands, causing the black cave to disappear vaguely.
‘Uwaaak!’
Zhi Xue’s furious roar echoed from within the Blood Puppet. A bloody light flashed on the Blood Puppet’s shoulder, and Zhi Xue appeared like a phantom. He was enraged at the absurd loss of the seven metal puppets.
He immediately struck the back of his head, and a bloody aura surged, coalescing into a massive blood bead. Zhi Xue shook his shoulder, intending to attack the Nether Lightning Beasts with the blood bead.
At that moment, Mu Qing’s head snapped around.
‘Who’s there?! Show yourself!’
The woman’s hands were faster than her words, and blue threads shot out from her sleeves, piercing through the void to attack something.
‘Hut!’
A startled voice and a light explosion were heard, and green energy erupted. However, the spot where the blue threads had pierced was empty.
The next moment, ripples appeared in the space above Mu Qing, and a crystal orb materialized. The orb spun, emitting a dazzling white light, causing everyone nearby to momentarily close their eyes.
In that instant, the orb blurred, and a figure leaped out. The red figure extended its hand, sending a silver streak of light towards Mu Qing.
The red figure was the Blood Armor Puppet, and the silver streak of light was none other than the Five Dragon Blades.
Mu Qing had no choice but to close her eyes, but her consciousness pierced through the surrounding dozens of *zhang* [approximately 33 meters]. She did not panic and extended both hands towards the silver blades. Then, blue threads appeared strangely around the silver blades, some wrapping around the blades, and the rest crisscrossed, transforming into a blue handkerchief for defense.
Mu Qing had hidden blue threads around her beforehand, which was why she noticed the Blood Armor Puppet’s ghostly movements.
However, the power of the Five Dragon Blades exceeded her imagination. The silver blades flashed with a chilling light, and the blue threads were sliced apart, falling in tatters. Yet, the blades did not stop, rushing towards the blue handkerchief.
*Swish!*
The blue handkerchief was cut like paper, falling above Mu Qing’s head. Horrified, Mu Qing now realized just how sharp the blades were.
Even if she wanted to flee, it was already too late. The blades transformed into an illusion mid-air and disappeared.
‘This is bad!’
Just as Mu Qing created a blue armor around her body, silver blades flashed and flew in from all directions. Her face pale, Mu Qing bit her lip and shook her sleeve, pulling out a pitch-black club.
The club, which instantly grew larger, left afterimages as it spun around, intending to break through the silver streaks of light. If she stayed here, she would eventually die.
*Whack! Whack! Whack!*
The black club, a treasure of unknown origin, surprisingly managed to block the chilling silver light at first. However, after a while, the afterimages of the black club blurred, and it was eventually sliced apart by the silver light.
Horrified, Mu Qing formed hand seals with both hands, trying to unleash another divine ability, but the silver light, which had gathered around her, broke through the club’s afterimages and rushed in.
*Clang! Clang! Clang!*
The blue armor was sliced apart, and a miserable scream was heard. Madam Mi’s eyes widened, her face filled with disbelief. Mu Qing was a match for her.
At that moment, the Blood Armor Puppet pointed towards the chilling light in the void, and the light faded, revealing the silver blades once more. Below the blades, Mu Qing’s corpse fell in countless pieces. Strangely, not a single drop of blood or piece of flesh splattered.
However, the Blood Armor Puppet did not care. He had recognized at a glance that Mu Qing’s true form was a spirit tree, so he did not find it strange.
He chuckled and formed a hand seal, causing the blades to change direction. The next target was the nearby Blood Puppet.
The Blood Puppet’s massive body was like a large target. Originally, the Demon Kings had planned to step in when they were exhausted from fighting the Nether Lightning Beasts, but the Six-Legged Clan had entered the pond, leaving them no choice.
Thus, the Blood Armor Puppet also became impatient. If they severed the connection between the pond and the spiritual vein, even if they killed all the intruders, he would surely be severely punished upon returning to his clan.
‘Now, it doesn’t matter what happens. With the Five Dragon Blades in my possession and the Nether Lightning Beasts assisting me, killing them will be no problem!’
While the Blood Armor Puppet was pondering, Zhi Xue stared at the approaching silver streaks of light with fearful eyes. Without hesitation, Zhi Xue pointed at the massive blood bead he had already formed.
The blood bead trembled and shot out, and at the same time, the Blood Puppet contracted within a purple light, shrinking to its normal size. The Blood Puppet’s six eyes flashed, and pillars of light contracted like thin threads, chasing after the blood bead.
Then, Zhi Xue descended gracefully and stood beside the Blood Puppet.
*Bang!*
The silver streaks of light collided with the blood bead, and the silver streaks were buried in the bloody light. Zhi Xue looked pleased. The blood bead was not ordinary refined blood but was made by gathering ten thousand years of evil energy, making it particularly effective at contaminating treasures.
No matter how powerful the silver treasure was, it could not be unaffected.
*Thump!*
A loud explosion was heard, and Zhi Xue’s face hardened. The blood bead had been pierced by the silver light, scattering into a foul-smelling, fishy mist.
At that moment, the silver streaks of light transformed from the Five Dragon Blades collided with the six streaks of bloody light emitted by the Blood Puppet. After colliding with several streaks of bloody light, the silver streaks finally revealed their original form.
Zhi Xue’s eyes lit up, and he hastily formed a hand seal. Then, the streaks of bloody light condensed into a bloody greatsword, engaging the blades in combat.
The Five Dragon Blades were unbelievably sharp, but they could not immediately cut the bloody sword in two.
The Blood Armor Puppet’s eyes turned fierce upon seeing this. He chanted an incantation in his mind, and the silver light of the Five Dragon Blades intensified, emitting a sharp aura.
The aura of the bloody sword shattered into pieces, only to reassemble in a bloody form. From afar, Zhi Xue, who was watching this, opened his mouth and spat out refined blood. His blood transformed into bloody magic characters, which strangely disappeared before his eyes.
The next moment, a dazzling bloody light shone in the distance, and it condensed back into a bloody sword.
*Woong!*
The sword once again clashed with the Five Dragon Blades, refusing to let go.
Madam Mi was frightened by the Five Dragon Blades after Mu Qing’s death, but she was greatly relieved when Zhi Xue’s bloody sword blocked it. She hastily spread one hand and threw a black pouch, ignoring the black light formation.
Gray Yin energy poured out from the pouch, transforming into over a hundred Yin Armor Ghost Soldiers.
*Kieek!*
Madam Mi shrieked sharply and pointed at the Blood Armor Puppet. The soldiers immediately raised their swords, transforming into Yin winds, and charged forward with shouts.
However, the Blood Armor Puppet merely sneered. He turned his head and asked the High-Rank Ghost Creature.
‘I’ll leave those to you. Can you handle them?’
‘Yes, Lord! Those low-rank monsters are no match for me.’
The Ghost Creature immediately replied, and the Blood Armor Puppet nodded. The horse-headed Ghost Creature, his entire body shimmering like glass, transformed into a multicolored aura and leaped out.
Shortly after, he fiercely engaged the hundred or so ghost soldiers. Now, the Blood Armor Puppet paid no attention to anything else, focusing all his efforts on controlling the Five Dragon Blades.
*Woo-oong!*
The silver streaks of light, which had been clashing with the bloody sword, resonated deeply and split into five streaks. One of them was still fighting the bloody sword, while the others split into pairs and shot towards Zhi Xue and the white-haired Madam Mi like lightning.
The white-haired Madam Mi’s expression turned strange. She glanced back and forth between the rapidly descending black light formation and the Blood Puppet, and she began to wonder if she should flee, realizing that she had no chance of winning.
But at that moment, a strange sound came from the formation below, and the surface of the formation trembled violently.
‘It seems the Six-Legged Clan cultivator is trying to break free.’
Zhi Xue’s telepathic message reached Madam Mi’s ears. Madam Mi hesitated at his words, but two streaks of light, emitting a chilling light, rushed towards her.
Madam Mi moved the ghost shadow behind her, using the ghost’s massive hand to grab the streaks of light. At the same time, she shook a banner made of white bones, sending a gray aura towards the streaks of light.
At that moment, Madam Mi glanced at the corner of the palace. She noticed that a young man had appeared beside Yuan Yao and Lian Li, who were standing there blankly. He had placed his hands on the women’s shoulders, infusing them with golden lightning.
The young man was Han Li, whom the Demon Kings had thought was dead.
Shortly after, Yuan Yao and Lian Li’s bodies trembled, and bloody threads began to be pushed out of their bodies.
‘How dare you!’
Madam Mi screamed. However, Han Li paid no attention to Madam Mi’s screams and increased the amount of lightning even more. All the bloody threads were pushed out of the women’s bodies and turned to ash by the Evil-Slaying Divine Lightning.
The two women collapsed powerlessly.
Han Li released a blue aura, enveloping the two women, and then transformed into a blue streak of light, flying towards the exit of the great hall.