The Lord of Void and Real-Chapter 1694 - 1690 Taiyi Fox Spirit

Jiang Shentian and Seven Kills each held a long spear, arriving at the forefront of the Shuttle Ship Array.

The Hua Sheng Temple disciples stood at the center, chanting a protective incantation. Waves of golden light spread out, forming a massive Golden Bell that enveloped the area, emanating bursts of Buddha’s Light.

On both sides were cultivators from various sects skilled in fire-based mystic arts and lightning-based talismans, while at the rear were disciples of Tianji City led by Shen Luo and Yan Wushi, guarding the retreat.

Shen Luo glanced at Elder You Li, already lifeless, then shifted his gaze to Elder Hei Li, who was still firmly restrained.

"What should we do with them?"

"The dead one doesn’t matter, but the living one might still be of use," Yan Wushi replied indifferently.

While speaking, he raised his hand, summoning a humanoid armor standing about two zhang tall before him.

Yan Wushi turned his palm, taking out a peculiar talisman, then affixed it to Elder Hei Li before casually hoisting him up.

With the activation of his mana, the humanoid armor’s abdomen opened into a black void, where streaks of blue charm patterns started glowing.

Yan Wushi, without the slightest expression, threw Hei Li inside, the black void immediately sealing shut.

A muffled groan came from the armor’s abdomen, followed by anguished moans echoing within.

Under the talisman’s effect, Elder Hei Li’s mana was continually being drained and absorbed by the armor, causing its charm patterns to brighten and radiating powerful mana fluctuations.

Yan Wushi waved his hand, sending the armor ahead of the group, charging straight toward the approaching fox spirit evil ghosts.

Its dual-wielded long knives ignited with flames, and it strode boldly into the layers of fox spirits, slashing freely. Large swathes of fox spirits were struck by the fiery blades, disintegrating into countless green light particles that scattered into the void.

The armor’s offensive outbreak acted like a fuse, igniting the fervor of the fox spirit army’s assault. Innumerable green apparitions surged in from all directions like tidal waves.

The cultivators from Xuanhuo Sect and Shangyang Gate, seeing this, felt their scalps tingling and began frantically casting mystic arts.

Wave after wave of intense flames descended from mid-air, bombarding the fox spirit evil ghosts accompanied by significant suppression effects, quickly scattering patch after patch of them.

The Qingfu Sect cultivators dared not slack off either, summoning their talismans to unleash streaks of thunderbolts, striking down the fox spirit evil ghosts as the whole team shifted toward the valley entrance.

From afar, Shen Luo observed that the Qingqiu Fox Clan cultivators stationed atop the city wall showed no intention of joining the battle. He surmised that these fox spirit evil ghosts were likely forcefully conscripted, their attacks seemingly indiscriminate.

As long as the Taiyi-level cultivators didn’t intervene, their chances of surviving and escaping would significantly increase.

While he was contemplating this, the ground behind them suddenly surged, as though something underground was stealthily moving, causing an elevated bulge to scatter numerous fox spirit evil ghosts.

Shen Luo didn’t have time to investigate. He immediately swept his hand through the void, summoning the Hongming War Saber once more.

With a single arm raising the saber, he infused it with his mana, causing the blade to emit a sharp, clear cry before slashing down toward the swelling earth.

"Clang!"

A resonant blade cry echoed, as a hundred-zhang-long saber light swept through Heaven and Earth Aura, crashing into the ground, shaking the entire valley with tremendous force, stirring up billowing dust clouds.

Where the blade’s edge fell, a gully several zhang wide, yet seemingly bottomless, extended from the valley floor all the way beneath Qingqiu City before halting.

"A fine blade," Elder Su Xiao remarked with unbridled admiration from atop the city wall.

"Once they’re dead, that blade will be yours," Chief Strategist You Su responded coolly.

"Thank you, Great Elder," Su Xiao promptly expressed gratitude.

"Great Elder, if you truly intend to kill them all, the sects will undoubtedly rise in fury. We..." Another elder voiced concerns.

"Afraid of what? I have my plans," You Su smirked disdainfully and said.

After Shen Luo’s strike, despite holding back compared to his previous full-powered saber attack, his mana recovery was heavily depleted. He sheathed his saber and turned toward the rear with focused attention.

Suddenly, the turbulent ground erupted. A massive, fiery red shadow leapt out from below, unfurling in the sky to reveal a form spanning a hundred zhang.

It was a fox spirit whose aura had already reached Taiyi-level, its nine towering tails swaying behind like clusters of crimson flames. Nevertheless, its eyes gleamed with eerie green fire, indicating it was no longer a living creature.

On its chest, an unmistakable long scar opened, revealing faint green glimmers, evidently inflicted by Shen Luo’s earlier saber strike.

The massive fire-red fox swept its tails, unleashing a fierce gale mixed with crimson flames, engulfing the allied forces.

The disciples of Tianji City hurriedly activated their individual armors, sending them airborne to intercept.

Among them, a giant turtle-shaped armor radiating deep blue hues spewed a torrential surge of water, colliding against the sea of flames.

As water and fire clashed, dense white mist billowed forth, but the water was swiftly evaporated by the flames.

The turtle armor was engulfed in fire and instantly exploded into fragments.

Immediately following, a winged tiger armor soared up. Its wings whipped fierce gusts from its sides, dispersing the weakened flames at last.

But just as relief began spreading among the group, the fire-red fox lunged forward. Its colossal claws gripped the winged tiger armor, ripping it apart effortlessly with a single pull.

Shen Luo, witnessing this, could only raise his arm and point from a distance. Eleven Pure Yang Flying Swords erupted forth, transforming into golden-red sword lights that targeted the massive fire-red fox.

Nonetheless, though the fire-red fox bore the form of a fox spirit, its body was unnaturally tough. The sword lights merely glanced off like insect bites, barely scratching its defense.

Even the eleven Pure Yang Flying Swords themselves only managed to chip away at its flames, incapable of breaching its physical body.

Shen Luo wanted to unleash the Hongming Saber again but lamented the overwhelming mana depletion. Even forcibly activating it might fail to generate sufficient damage.

However, fixating on the unhealed wound on the fox’s chest, Shen Luo’s eyes suddenly gleamed with an idea.

Due to the strategic deployment of the team, their defense against the fox spirit army’s attacks remained organized, with their overall movement steadily advancing through the Morning Sound Valley.

Still, the cultivators of Xuanhuo Sect and Shangyang Gate had severely exhausted their mana, while Qingfu Sect’s lightning talismans were completely depleted. Meanwhile, the fox spirit army approaching from the valley entrance was about to clash head-on with them.

Jiang Shentian and Seven Kills noted two towering, humanoid fox-headed specters up ahead, both exceeding a hundred zhang in height. Exchanging glances, they shot forward together to confront them.

Before drawing near, Jiang Shentian had already hurled the Exquisite Pagoda, enlarging it to a hundred zhang high and smashing it toward the fox spirit wielding a bronze giant axe.

Seven Kills, equally coordinated, summoned a demonic seal, hurtling it toward the fox spirit holding a brass giant rake.

Utilizing the Method of Heaven and Earth, both transformed their forms to match their hundred-zhang adversaries, charging into battle with their respective foes.