“They’re here!”
Everyone’s faces were filled with excitement as they gripped their weapons and quickly spread out.
At the front were Zhao Shijie, Lin Ye, and Li Yongxiao, followed by Ye Wuyai, Qin Zhenhua, and Fang Yuan, a few players at the eighth layer of Qi Refining.
The others stood in a peculiar formation, in pairs, resembling stars surrounding the moon when viewed from above, encircling Zhao Shijie and the other two.
The Yin Wet Mother in mid-air was not in a hurry to act; instead, she observed everyone with interest, a hint of desire flashing in her eyes.
If all these disciples were refined into pills, she couldn't imagine how vast the energy contained within them would be; it would definitely give her hope of breaking through to a higher realm.
Conversely, in the players’ eyes, the Yin Wet Mother was undoubtedly a tempting target.
The saying “high risk, high reward” was the most accurate description of the players’ true feelings.
There was just one thing that annoyed them: the previous two Yin Wet Mothers they encountered were young maidens, but this main body in front of them…
Damn it, she was a hideous old hag!
Not only was her face covered in wrinkles, but her naked gaze seemed to want to strip off their pants and thoroughly ravage them.
Fang Yuan shivered, his legs clenching slightly, and he gently nudged Qin Hao beside him, “Look, your wife.”
“Get lost!” Qin Hao glared at Fang Yuan, furious.
The Yin Wet Mother calmly landed in front of everyone, her mouth opening wide, stretching to her ears.
She was about to speak when she heard an extremely disgusted voice from the crowd: “My god, that big mouth of hers could fit a whole chicken, couldn’t it?”
“Exactly, no need to rush for food, because she can devour it all in one bite.”
Upon hearing this, the Yin Wet Mother’s mouth suddenly stiffened, and her eyes erupted with boundless killing intent.
She hated it most when others called her ugly, especially when they mocked her mouth.
“You little brats are truly annoying,” the Yin Wet Mother said with a gloomy face.
“As if we like you,” Lin Ye spat out a thick glob of phlegm without ceremony.
“Alright, alright, we’re all old enemies, so let’s not play Naruto’s talk-no-jutsu; let’s finish this quickly and go home for dinner,” Fang Yuan said with an impatient expression, gripping his long saber, eager to fight.
“Guild Leader, pull the boss!” Qin Hao shouted.
Zhao Shijie at the front nodded slightly, forming hand seals, and the surrounding spiritual energy instantly converged, forming a Xiantian Bagua Diagram .
“Go!”
At the same time, everyone unleashed their full cultivation, pouring their spiritual power into their feet, and in an instant, purple ethereal lines extended from within each person, finally connecting to the three individuals at the front with Zhao Shijie.
“Reincarnation Annihilation Array,” the Yin Wet Mother’s expression tightened, her heart greatly shaken.
This was a killing array that temporarily boosted cultivation at the cost of burning one’s essence.
Each array eye complemented and was independent of each other, gathering everyone’s spiritual power.
Once the Reincarnation Annihilation Array was unleashed, the death of those within the array eyes was a foregone conclusion.
These people were playing with their lives!
Zhao Shijie, holding the Eight Trigrams Diagram, was the first to attack.
As he moved, everyone immediately followed, attacking the Yin Wet Mother from different directions.
Within the formation, everyone’s strength and speed were doubled.
Zhao Shijie, holding the Innate Eight Trigrams Diagram, enveloped the Yin Wet Mother with a crushing aura.
To his left, Lin Ye, holding a flying sword, followed closely with numerous sword shadows.
To his right, Li Yongxiao’s fists were like blazing suns, smashing towards the Yin Wet Mother’s head.
Facing the full-power attack of the three, the Yin Wet Mother remained completely unmoving, casually striking out with a palm.
The seemingly casual palm strike contained terrifying energy; in just one encounter, the three were instantly sent flying, crashing into the ground.
Bang, three deep pits were created in the ground.
The Golden Core Stage is too strong!
But so what?
The stronger the Yin Wet Mother was, the more excited the players became; it was a craving for rewards!
“I’ve gone all in, damn it! Whether I can turn a bicycle into a motorcycle depends on this one time!”
Fang Yuan raised his long saber high, his eyes like torches, frantically devouring everyone’s spiritual power.
Suddenly, a ball of black flame appeared out of thin air above the blade.
“Old hag, take this Demon Flame Seven Absolute Blades from me!”
Fang Yuan’s face was distorted, his body shriveling at a visible speed, unleashing his strongest strike.
The black saber energy grew with the wind, tearing apart everything around it, and slashed towards the Yin Wet Mother with terrifying might.
This time, a hint of emotion finally appeared on the Yin Wet Mother’s face; she made a sweeping motion with both hands, and a giant scorpion, formed from Yin energy, shot into the sky.
The black saber energy and the giant scorpion briefly clashed in mid-air.
The next second.
Boom—
A deafening explosion sounded, and a terrifying aftershock spread in all directions.
The originally clear sky instantly turned gloomy, and large raindrops poured down.
Within a ten-mile radius, all towering ancient trees were destroyed, uprooted, and small mountains were even razed to the ground.
This showed how terrifying the destructive power of Fang Yuan’s move was.
Fang Yuan’s face was sallow, like a dried corpse, and he fell down with an unwilling look in his eyes.
Bang—
The array eye where he was located shattered, which meant he had died.
Looking at the Yin Wet Mother again, her face was as usual, and she looked at everyone with a playful gaze.
“It’s my turn!”
Ye Wuyai took a step forward, his body bent, his right hand tightly gripping the sword hilt, his eyes focused forward.
The next moment, strong winds raged around him, sharp as knives.
“Instantaneous Sword Intent!”
The sword energy was formless and invisible; no one saw the move clearly, only that Ye Wuyai’s aura instantly extinguished, and he remained motionless in his stance.
The Yin Wet Mother frowned slightly, instinctively raising her hand to block.
Pfft—
Suddenly, a deep cut appeared on her arm, and blood splattered everywhere.
If Zhou Qianqian were here, she would definitely be dumbfounded.
Ye Wuyai, with his eighth-layer Qi Refining cultivation, was actually able to injure the Yin Wet Mother; even at the cost of his life, this achievement was enough to stand proudly among all the prodigies in the entire southern region!
“An ant that I could crush with a casual flick, actually managed to injure me, good, very good!”
The Yin Wet Mother’s eyes gradually grew colder, her killing intent surging.
This time, she no longer held back, turning passive into active, and her figure instantly vanished.
Everyone collectively retreated, only Qin Zhenhua remained in place.
He raised his long saber high, muttering: “Embrace the heart of desperation, sever the soul of life, my body devours the saber, transforming into a lonely star falling to the earth.”
“Where the blade points, all is annihilated.”
“Desperate Loneliness!”
The saber light shone brightly, piercing through the clouds.
Qin Zhenhua merged with his long saber, its tip pointing towards the Yin Wet Mother.
Time seemed to stop at this moment; only Qin Zhenhua’s figure was flying, slowly approaching the Yin Wet Mother.
At the last moment, a barrier appeared in front of the Yin Wet Mother.
Crack, crack—
The barrier suddenly made crisp sounds, and cracks spread like spiderwebs.
Bang—
The barrier shattered.
The Yin Wet Mother’s expression changed, and she decisively retreated, wanting to dodge this attack.
However, she still underestimated Qin Zhenhua; the long saber firmly locked onto her aura, arriving in an instant.
At the critical moment, the Yin Wet Mother spat out a blood-red sword from her mouth, which collided with the long saber that Qin Zhenhua had transformed into.
There were no dazzling colors, no deafening sounds, only silence.
Qin Zhenhua’s body turned into specks of light, slowly dissipating between heaven and earth until he completely vanished.
“Pfft…”
Suddenly, the Yin Wet Mother unexpectedly spat out a mouthful of clotted blood; this was something no one had anticipated.
At her chest, a bloody hand had pierced through.