flstandardbreds Chapter 166: A Sharp Sword Qi
Chapter 166: A Sharp Sword Qi
"Oh my god, what kind of weird shape is this?" someone couldn't help but exclaim.
At this moment, those strong men were like vampires nailed to a cross, emitting a strange aura.
Faced with this scene, Lin Xian'er was completely stunned, staring blankly at those powerful people. She swallowed hard, secretly groaning inwardly.
Looking at Qi Miao's eyes full of expectation and enthusiasm, Lin Xian'er almost had the urge to beat him up immediately.
What on earth is this guy thinking? Is he pinning his hopes on himself? Doesn't he realize that's just wishful thinking? He's a psychopath, a complete idiot.
"Shut up, I can't do it," Lin Xian'er was anxious and shouted before Qi Miao was about to speak again.
Qi Miao shuddered at the sudden scolding, tears streaming down his face like a flood. Without hesitation, he turned around and dove into Duan Xixi's warm embrace like a child, sobbing non-stop, "Wuwuwuwu... She bullied me. She actually spoke to me so harshly..."
Duan Xixi looked at Lin Xian'er with a helpless and apologetic look on her face, while gently patting Qi Miao's back, trying to comfort this seemingly fragile senior brother. Alas, facing such a senior brother who would cry at the slightest provocation, Duan Xixi was helpless.
Meanwhile, Xie Qijun, standing nearby, had a gloomy expression on his face, seemingly dripping with water. He frowned, his eyes fixed on the strange red mist ahead, pondering inwardly.
At this moment, he could clearly feel the demonic nature within him stirring, like a caged beast desperately struggling to break free. If it weren't for the magical bracelet Lin Xian'er had given him earlier, which had been suppressing the demonic nature, he would have already lost his mind and fallen into a state of madness and obsession.
Just when everyone's nerves were stretched to the limit, suddenly, a violent vibration came from inside the originally quiet red fog.
Immediately afterwards, a horrifying scene took place—the red mist seemed to have life, and began to rapidly stretch and lengthen, and like a pair of ferocious devil's claws, it grabbed towards the immortal cultivators on the periphery.
In the blink of an eye, several cultivators were caught off guard and entangled by the red mist, then dragged into the thick fog. Soon, bursts of shrill screams emanated from the depths of the red mist, making people shudder.
Seeing this, all the immortal cultivators were horrified and tried their best to avoid the terrible red fog.
For a moment, the scene was in chaos, with cries and calls for help resounding through the air. However, despite their best efforts, many were unable to dodge and were swept away by the relentless red mist. In just a few moments, the cultivators lost more than a dozen people.
After everyone finally retreated to a relatively safe distance, they finally breathed a sigh of relief. However, seeing the heavy casualties suffered by their own side and the predicament still without a solution, everyone felt extremely heavy and depressed.
How could they break through this terrifying red fog? Everyone looked at each other, no one could come up with an effective idea.
Since many immortal cultivators had stayed away from the strange red fog, the originally surging and ferocious red fog gradually calmed down.
Just when people breathed a sigh of relief, an unexpected scene happened.
The powerful warriors pinned high in the sky suddenly let out a shrill cry, as if enduring unspeakable pain. Even more shocking was the fact that the vast spiritual energy within them was being continuously drained out at a speed visible to the naked eye, like a dam bursting.
Faced with such a horrifying scene, the Sword Sect and the people from other factions were horrified. Without hesitation, they launched a fierce attack on the red fog, hoping to rescue the powerful people trapped within.
However, these attacks were like a drop in the ocean. They were easily swallowed up and absorbed by the red mist just halfway through their flight, without causing any ripples.
"Damn it! What the hell is this?" A wave of angry curses rang out from the crowd, a mixture of anger and helplessness. Watching their ancestor suffer this torture and being unable to do anything about it was a terrible feeling.
Just as everyone was furious, an extremely sharp sword energy suddenly streaked across the sky.
This sword energy, like lightning, pierced the sky, slashing straight towards the center of the red fog with devastating force. With a resounding bang, the seemingly indestructible red fog was instantly split in two. Simultaneously, the powerful individuals from various factions previously trapped within the red fog lost their support and plummeted to the ground.
Inside the split red fog, a figure looked extremely embarrassed.
This person was Wuming, who was currently clutching his horrific wound in agony. The power of that sword strike was truly terrifying; if he hadn't reacted quickly, he would have been cleaved in half like the red mist.
Thinking of this, Wuming was shocked and angry. "Who on earth is this? How dare you sneak attack me? Get out here if you dare."
However, no one in the sky responded to Wuming's words.
However, at this moment, a dazzling light streaked across the sky like a meteor and fell straight down from above.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh..." Along with a burst of extremely shrill screams, Wuming was hit by the light and instantly let out an unbearable wail of pain.
His screams seemed to pierce the sky, resounding throughout the vast space, making everyone present shudder.
At the same time, the blood-red fog that had been spreading all around seemed to have been frightened by something huge. It retreated rapidly at lightning speed and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Seeing this, the onlookers were stunned at first, and then they reacted as if waking up from a dream, and rushed forward one after another, trying to rescue their ancestor and other trapped people.
For a moment, the scene became chaotic, but everyone had only one thought in their mind - to rescue their own people as soon as possible.
[Host, the people in the sky are the same group we encountered in the forest outside Cloud City before.]
Lin Xian'er raised her eyebrows slightly, her beautiful eyes fixed on the figures busy with rescue efforts in the distance. She thought to herself, "It seems those in the sky are the true and unrivaled masters of this world of immortal cultivation. Compared to them, our group is nothing but dwarfs, not worth mentioning."