The effects of the Blood Boost pill were immediate.
It felt as though a torrent of power surged through the veins of their consumers, overwhelming the debuff’s effects from the barrier.
The sensation was exhilarating and intense. Zeesham led the charge as the trio prepared to attack.
With renewed strength, Wen Lin, Mo Jie, and Zeesham launched a coordinated assault on the spectral barrier. They unleashed their area-wide Spirit spells from various angles, creating a pattern that seemed random at first glance but followed a precise rhythm.
Zeesham’s guidance, transmitted through their secret communication channel, orchestrated their efforts seamlessly.
Meanwhile, Zeesham faced off against Loshaar, Shen Ji, and Kou Lau with newfound vigor. The forbidden pill’s effects turned him into a formidable force, and his attacks began to overpower his opponents.
Fireballs, ice shards, and wind blades clashed with the relentless assault of the demonic faction. The battlefield became a frenzy of elemental clashes and bursts of energy.
Zeesham’s strategic mind guided Wen Lin and Mo Jie as they methodically wore down the barrier. The tide of the battle began to shift as their combined might broke through the spectral defenses, signaling a turning point in the conflict.
One had to say that Loshaar Lakir knew how to press on with his advantages. His adaptability to battle was how he had managed to kill the ancestor of the Wilben clan before safely retreating into Purple Poison Marshland.
The old Bloodfiend Art user made use of the Blood Thorns effectively. He didn’t use multiple Spirit spells like the enemy Foundation Building Experts. Rather, he focused on using one Spirit spell in multiple ways, increasing real-time and psychological pressure on his enemies.
Loshaar didn’t haste in his approach even when he found out that the enemies were about to break free from the battle formation. The formation was used to buy time anyway, which it had done successfully. Even if the Spirit Refining cultivators who erected the formation were to die, Loshaar wouldn’t bat an eye. They were not his clan members anyway.
Loshaar waited for the right moment to breach his opponents’ defense. Eventually he found what he was looking for.
Swoosh. Zoom. Pierce.
Zeesham Zhan felt a sharp, searing pain in his right shoulder. He staggered back as a Blood Thorn, one of Loshaar Lakir’s deadly projectiles, pierced through his flesh and created a gaping hole. Blood poured from the wound, staining his clothes and making his movements clumsy.
At the same time, Mo and Wen’s combined efforts bore fruit. The spectral barrier shattered like glass, its protective shield cracking and then dissipating into the air.
The barrier’s collapse revealed the late-stage Spirit Refiners who had been orchestrating the battle formation from the ground. Mo Jie and Wen Lin wasted no time. With the barrier down, they swooped in on the Spirit Refiners, their attacks precise and ruthless.
Shen Ji and Kau Lau were about to intervene. However, Zeesham’s attacks didn’t give them a chance to save their subordinates.
The late-stage Spirit Refiners caught off guard and weakened, were swiftly dealt with. Wen Lin’s water vortex crashed over them like a tidal wave, while Mo Jie’s wind blades sliced through their defenses with brutal efficiency. The Spirit Refiners fell as easily as grass before a scythe, their bodies crumpling to the ground in a heap.
“Damn it. Zeesham! Hold on! We are coming!”
As Mo and Wen turned their attention back to Zeesham, their eyes widened in horror. Zeesham, despite his critical condition, was still holding his ground, but his wounds were severe. They raced toward him, desperate to offer aid. However, the tide of the battle was shifting once again.
“Brats, you go ahead and attack them. Let this old man reveal his trump card,” Loshaar instructed his allies before closing his eyes.
Shen Ji and Kou Lau, sensing the critical juncture, closed in on Zeesham with determined expressions.
Shen Ji, his eyes flashing with intense focus, summoned a storm of lightning bolts, while Kou Lau summoned a barrage of earth spikes. Their attacks were precise, aimed not only at Zeesham but also at any allies trying to assist him.
At the same time, Loshaar Lakir, his face etched with concentration, summoned three Flying Blood Fiends.
These were no ordinary Blood Fiends; they were Loshaar’s trump cards. Their skin was a deep, blood-red hue, stretched tight over a mummified constitution that resisted most elemental attacks.
They had claw-like black nails, bat-like red wings that allowed them to soar through the air, and two twisted horns protruding from their foreheads. Their hideous faces were framed by sharp fangs, giving them a nightmarish appearance.
One could say that these Blood Fiends were a bit different from the past Flying Blood Fiends that had previously terrorized the cultivators in Wuyum County. Over the years, Loshaar had done some modifications to his flying puppets to enhance their strength and agility.
The Flying Blood Fiends, each as strong as an early-stage Foundation Building Expert, roared into the sky. Their grotesque forms flapped their red wings with a disturbing grace, casting dark shadows as they flew.
These Blood Fiends were made from the corpses of the Lakir clan’s Foundation Building ancestors that were passed down to him even before the presence of the clan in the Wuyum County, bound to him by ancient blood contract, and they hovered menacingly, ready to unleash their wrath.
Loshaar’s brow was slick with sweat as he struggled to maintain control over the Blood Fiends. It took immense mental effort to keep them from attacking him, a risk that had prevented him from using them earlier. His strained expression revealed the burden of commanding these powerful yet unruly creatures.
The Flying Blood Fiends immediately began to attack Zeesham, Wen Lin, and Mo Jie. They swooped down with clawed swipes and venomous bites, their speed and strength putting immense pressure on the three Foundation Building Experts.
Seizing the opportunity, Shen Ji and Kou Lau joined the assault from a distance, their elemental attacks creating a deadly crossfire that added to the chaos.
Wen Lin and Mo Jie fought valiantly to protect Zeesham, their attacks coordinated to fend off the Blood Fiends and the distant strikes from Shen Ji and Kou Lau. Wen Lin’s water vortex expanded to shield them, while Mo Jie’s wind blades sliced through the air, intercepting incoming attacks.
Despite their efforts, the battle was becoming increasingly desperate for both sides.
What Loshaar, Zeesham, and the rest didn’t know was that the true mastermind behind the conflict, Aksai, was waiting for the perfect moment to make his move.
From the very beginning, the Spirit farmer had planned to eliminate all the Spirit cultivators involved, from both sides, when the time was right.
And with both sides injuring each other, that time was drawing nearer with each passing second.
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AN: 2nd-order Flying Blood Fiends were first introduced in chapter 88. Also, Zen Pewlu was killed by Aksai in chapter 97.