The Lord of Void and Real-Chapter 1730 - 1726: The Defeat is Set

Su Xiao faced the ambush from the Sky Fiend Corpse King and though he lost the initiative, he showed not the slightest panic. Behind him, seven blood-red fox tails danced violently, sweeping away the golden claws and golden light entirely.

Swish swish!

Two fox tails shot out like venomous dragons from a cave, ablaze with blood-colored flames, tightly wrapping around the Sky Fiend Corpse King’s body and firmly restraining him. The Sky Fiend Corpse King’s Voidization Divine Power proved completely ineffective in the face of the fox tail’s blood flames.

At that moment, the blood-colored Demon Spear shot back like a streak. Su Xiao grabbed it firmly, an ominous glint flashing in his eyes. With a whirl, the Blood Demon Spear turned into a fleeting shadow, driving fiercely toward the Sky Fiend Corpse King’s head.

Just then, a piercing sword whistle echoed. A streak of blue sword light swept in, driven by the Frost Cold Nine Provinces Divine Sword under Lu Huaming’s control, who had just been repelled. However, it was clearly too late.

Lu Huaming’s gaze turned fierce. He opened his mouth and spat out a mass of essence blood and vitality, blending it into the Frost Cold Nine Provinces.

The sword light of Frost Cold Nine Provinces suddenly erupted with brilliance, its speed soaring by nearly half. In the blink of an eye, it arrived in front of Su Xiao. The sword body trembled lightly due to its extreme velocity, carrying an inexhaustible aura of earth-shattering determination and slashing toward Su Xiao’s neck.

Su Xiao’s face darkened. The Blood Demon Spear in his hand quivered slightly, releasing a blood-colored spear shadow that intercepted Frost Cold Nine Provinces.

Meanwhile, the radiance on the Blood Demon Spear dimmed considerably and continued to spear toward the Sky Fiend Corpse King like lightning.

The Sky Fiend Corpse King’s expression remained impassive. He opened his mouth, spitting out a green saber streak tinged with blood light, which collided fiercely with the Blood Demon Spear.

"Crack." A soft sound resounded as the Blood Demon Spear shattered into two pieces. The green saber shadow did not slow; instead, it accelerated further, slicing past Su Xiao’s neck.

At the same moment, Lu Huaming’s Frost Cold Nine Provinces met the blood-colored spear shadow. Contrary to expectation, there was no earth-shaking explosion—the blood-colored spear shadow dissolved into a drifting mass of blood light.

Lu Huaming’s expression froze for a moment, but then he saw Su Xiao’s head tilt and fall, lifeless and devoid of it breath.

The green saber light returned to the Sky Fiend Corpse King’s hand, manifesting as the Hongming Saber.

Su Xiao, a Taiyi existence, possessed immensely enriched essence blood and divine soul. The Hongming Saber absorbed his essence blood and divine soul, its blade radiating an augmented blood glow that almost submerged half its body. The aura of death surrounding the saber surged dramatically.

The Hongming Saber emitted an excited hum, green saber light pulsating and interweaving with threads of blood light, exuding a horrifying sense as though it sought living souls to devour.

Lu Huaming sensed the aura emanating from the Hongming Saber, furrowing his brows and retreating several yards in a flash.

The Sky Fiend Corpse King seemed utterly indifferent to the fiendish blade in his hand, flipping it to sever Su Xiao’s right arm.

Under the entwining blood glow, Su Xiao’s right arm instantly shriveled and turned into a skeletal fragment, shocking Lu Huaming once again.

The Sky Fiend Corpse King paid it no heed. He removed a white jade ring from the skeletal hand, then summoned the Turn Sky Seal, which transformed into a golden shadow and vanished into the surrounding silver light.

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With the deaths of Su Xiao, Elder Hei Li, and other fox clan elites one after another, the pressure on the array eye significantly decreased.

Shen Luo saw this and finally allowed his tense heart to relax.

Just a little while longer to hold on, and once the Sky Fiend Corpse King, Nie Caizhu, Mirror Fiend, and other invading True Immortal fox clan members were all slain, the Qingqiu Fox Clan’s defeat would be inevitable.

Although Tu Shanxue possessed formidable strength, her descent into madness posed little considerable threat. With Shen Luo’s current divine powers, he had confidence in holding off even longer if necessary.

But at that moment, a mass of black light abruptly emerged from the center of Tu Shanxue’s forehead, releasing a devouring force that swiftly consumed the blood hue in her eyes. Her gaze regained clarity soon after.

Shen Luo’s face displayed astonishment as he observed the scene.

"What just happened?" Tu Shanxue murmured to herself, suddenly realizing something as her gaze shifted to her palm.

There, over a dozen blood-colored light spots flickered, though most had already dimmed lifelessly.

"Elder Su Xiao, Elder Hei Li have fallen? Impossible!" Tu Shanxue exclaimed sharply.

"Nothing is impossible. The Qingqiu Fox Clan’s defeat is foregone. Surrender now!" Shen Luo’s figure lunged forward, descending countless staff shadows overhead.

Tu Shanxue raised her gaze sharply, the light radiating from her nine blood-red fox tails intensifying. At the fringes of the fox tails, blade-like blood light emerged, appearing indestructible.

She formed a hand seal and pointed, making the nine fox tails blur in an instant, then transform into ten, then a hundred, before erupting into thousands of blood-tinged phantoms, sweeping violently in all directions.

A cacophony of crackling explosions rang out, as all the staff shadows were shattered entirely, and Shen Luo himself was struck by several blood-tinged phantoms, knocked down to the ground and sent staggering backward.

His gaze darkened; with clarity restored, Tu Shanxue indeed grew far more difficult to contend with.

Shen Luo activated his divine powers, flashes of black and golden light coursing over his body, stabilizing his stance immediately. His feet erupted in thunderous light as he prepared to leap skyward, but his arm suddenly grew heavy.

A fox tail had emerged from beneath the ground, tightly coiling around the Profound Yellow Staff.

Shen Luo gasped in shock, urgently attempting to pull it back, only to find the Profound Yellow Staff seemingly fused with the fox tail, utterly immovable despite his current strength.

A streak of blood light flashed across his field of vision, and Tu Shanxue suddenly appeared like a ghost, her blood-colored palm striking toward his chest.

Before her palm even landed, a terrifying force descended upon him, constricting his breath and causing the surrounding void to hum ominously.

Shen Luo’s expression shifted repeatedly; he paused his footstep, and a blood-colored banner manifested before him—the Blood Essence Banner—which unfurled with a snap, forming a thickly layered blood-colored light curtain, with innumerable wave-like phantoms flickering across its surface.

Tu Shanxue’s palm collided with the Blood Essence Banner, resulting in a resounding "boom."

The blood-colored light curtain sank deeply inward, the phantom waves trembling uncontrollably and emitting intense rattling sounds, straining precariously. freёnovelkiss.com

Witnessing this, Shen Luo’s expression relaxed slightly, his lips moved silently as he chanted incessantly.

The nine Pure Yang Swords surrounding him instantly fused into one, creating an enormous red giant sword spanning dozens of meters, its blade encircled by flames of various colors. It descended fiercely toward the fox tail constraining the Profound Yellow Staff.

A symphony of sword whistles erupted in the surrounding void, the flames on the sword colliding explosively with thunderous reverberation, displaying an overwhelming aura of devastation.

With a sharp "rip," the blood fox tail was severed cleanly, freeing the Profound Yellow Staff. Yet the Flame Giant Sword did not pause, continuing its trajectory toward Tu Shanxue’s striking arm.

Tu Shanxue’s expression tightened. Her other hand released the Weaver Girl’s Fan and clenched into a fist. Blood light burst forth, and in an instant, her fist collided with the Flame Giant Sword.

"Boom!"

A blood-red sun appeared mid-air, luminous beyond belief, accompanied by distinct waves of shock ripples. The Flame Giant Sword was struck into retreat, shattering back into nine flying swords, their gleams dimmed significantly.

Shen Luo felt an immense shock travel from the nine Pure Yang Swords to his body, mingled with eerie reverberations. His entire body trembled violently, internal organs felt as if punctured by countless needles, and blood seeped out from all seven facial orifices, blurring his five senses.

He hastily retreated, activating the Huangdi Neijing. The excruciating pain within him dissipated swiftly, restoring his senses to normalcy.