This was a frenzied massacre. Compared to the Shamans who lacked medicine over the past fifteen years and were at a loss and did not know where their future lay, these Sacred Bats were incredibly powerful.
Too many Shamans had died during these fifteen years as they continuously fought back. Most of their powerful warriors had died, and besides the old and the young, there were not many who remained as the core of their power.
The destruction of their wills also caused the Shamans to feel fear towards the races in the World of Nine Yin from the depths of their hearts, especially when a Golden Thread Sacred Bat had appeared among the Sacred Bats this time. This was the second time in the past fifteen years that a Golden Thread Sacred Bat had appeared, but it was clear that the Golden Thread Sacred Bat this time was much stronger than the one ten something years ago.
Nan Gong Hen's words and actions could only stir up the Shamans' blood for an instant, but as the massacre continued, this so-called hot bloodedness did not last for long.
Shrill screams of pain rose into the air. In the face of the tall Sacred Bats, the Shamans usually fought back helplessly. Even if they struggled, the Sacred Bats had bodies that were on par with those of Berserkers and divine abilities that surpassed those of the Shamans. They also had a great number of Sacred Bats. To the Shamans, this battle was nothing but devastating.
It was especially so for the dozen something Violet Thread Sacred Bats. Each of them possessed the power equivalent to a Latter Shaman in the Shaman Tribe and a body equivalent to a powerful Berserker in the Berserker Soul Realm. Wherever they went, cruel laughter would reverberate in the air, and all the Shamans who stood in their way would be torn apart.
They did not even need to cast any divine abilities. Their strong hands could replace everything. Heads were separated, limbs were separated, and flesh and blood splattered everywhere, turning into a picture that would last for eternity in the sky.
Nan Gong Hen coughed out a mouthful of blood. With a low growl, the long spear in his hand pierced through the center of a Sacred Bat's brows. He lifted his left hand and swung it forward. Immediately, a large amount of aura of death gathered and turned into a vortex around his body. A large amount of dead souls appeared from that vortex and charged towards the area.
He was a Spirit Medium, but even though he was a Spirit Medium, and even though most Spirit Medium Shamans sympathized with the dead and treated the living coldly, Nan Gong Hen was different. The Spirit Medium Shaman could not suppress his natural forthright personality. This was also one of the main reasons why he could not become a Latter Shaman.
Behind him, the number of Shamans continued to decrease as they died. As the booming sounds of self-destruction reverberated in the air, the battle reached its peak.
The ones who self-destructed were the old Shamans. Their destruction before their deaths stimulated all the Shamans.
"Fight, or die!" Nan Gong Hen roared.
"Fight for ourselves! Fight for the Fated Kin! Change our own destinies in the midst of slaughter! Fight for a future in our madness!" All the Shamans' eyes had already turned bloodshot. If one of them could not win against the Sacred Bats, then they would send two. If two were not enough, then they would send three!
Yet even so, in a situation where the number of Sacred Bats did not lose to that of the Shamans, the deaths of the Shamans continued increasing. Blood filled the air and shrill screams of pain reverberated in the air. To Nan Gong Hen's right, he saw with his own eyes a member of his tribe having his head torn off. Blood gushed out, and a few drops fell on his face.
In that short amount of time, there were only less than three hundred Shamans left from the five hundred something Shamans. They could no longer continue charging forward. Instead, they were continuously forced back by the incoming Sacred Bats, and they continued retreating until they retreated to the protective screen of light.
Despair filled Nan Gong Hen's heart. He watched his tribe members die one by one, watched the faces he had been familiar with for the past fifteen years shatter. He watched all of this, but he was powerless to change it.
However, when they retreated to the side of the protective screen of light, suddenly, a gigantic palm manifested in the sky and charged towards Nan Gong Hen and the Shamans at a shocking speed.
From the distance, that palm was incredibly huge. It was several thousands of feet in size, and as it pressed down, booming sounds rang in the air. The Sacred Bat with the golden thread at the center of his brows lifted his right hand above the palm and pushed it down slowly. A derisive and disdainful look appeared on his lips. To him, the outsiders were so weak that they could not even withstand a single blow!
Nan Gong Hen let out a roar and veins popped up on his face. All the tribe members behind him circulated all their strength madly, wanting to fight against that gigantic palm!
If they could not fight against it, then while their deaths were secondary, the protective screen of light might not be able to last for long. Once the screen of light shattered, then the children in the valley and the injured tribe members would have to face a massacre that they would not be able to fight back against!
When the palm was already less than five hundred feet away from them, an old growl traveled out from the valley, and an old man with white hair and a pale face charged out from the valley. He was so quick that in the blink of an eye, he shot through the screen of light and moved past Nan Gong Hen and the others. Above them was a person who lifted his right hand, clenched his fist, and threw a swift punch at the gigantic palm pressing down on him.
"Senior Tie Mu!"
"It's senior Tie Mu!" Excited cries came from the crowd. This old man was naturally Tie Mu, who had been injured in the previous battle and was still in a coma, unable to recover from his injuries!
When the entire valley was faced with such a crisis, he had woken up. At that moment, he attacked without any regard for his own safety. At the instant his fist came into contact with the gigantic palm, Tie Mu coughed out a large mouthful of blood. A mist of blood erupted from his entire body, and he was sent tumbling backwards like a kite with its string cut.
"Is this the strongest power of the outsiders in this place? You're so weak, you can't even withstand a single blow … All outsiders should die!" An aloof voice traveled forth from the sky. The Sacred Bats floated in all directions, and their faces were filled with derision. The dozen something Violet Thread Sacred Bats were laughing coldly as they watched the scene beneath them.
The person who said those words was the person with the golden thread at the highest point in the sky, the one who had swung that gigantic palm.
Nan Gong Hen sank into despair. He immediately went up to support Tie Mu. Tie Mu's face was drained of blood and his eyes were tightly shut. He was already heavily injured to begin with, and now that he had forcefully attacked, he was heavily injured again. At that moment, his life was hanging by a thread.
The gigantic palm charged towards them with loud booming sounds. Just as it was about to touch Nan Gong Hen and the others, Nan Gong Hen let out a low growl, and all the Shamans entered the screen of light. They watched as the palm instantly touched the screen of light, and with a loud bang that shook the sky and earth, the screen of light exploded, turning into an endless amount of shards that scattered in all directions.
At that moment, the entire valley no longer had any form of protection!
The gigantic palm did not disappear after the screen of light shattered. Instead, with a method that seemed as if it could destroy everything in its path, it pressed down on the Shamans in the valley!
The mountain shattered, and a large amount of shattered stones fell off, turning into dust. The ground could not withstand the power of that palm, and cracks appeared on the ground, as if it was about to crumble.
There were no corpses near the Rune in the valley, only layers of ashes. During that instant, all the people in the area had turned into dust as the Rune crumbled.
As shattered stones fell from the cave abodes, the children hugged their mothers tightly in fear and closed their eyes, waiting for death to arrive.
Nan Gong Hen laughed brokenly and lifted his head to look at the palm. Despair appeared on his face.
"The future is there … Let it end like this …"
At that moment, the Golden Thread Sacred Bat's aloof words were still reverberating in all directions, and the disdain in those words was clear as day.
"... All outsiders should die!"
Yet right at that instant, the instant that aloof voice reverberated in the air and the gigantic palm was less than three hundred feet away from Nan Gong Hen and the others, right at that moment when all of them had already fallen into despair!
A voice that was just as aloof as the Golden Thread Sacred Bat suddenly traveled forth like a thunderclap, with a momentum that surpassed that of the Golden Thread Sacred Bat.
"I …" That was the first word spoken by that voice. When that word traveled forth, all the Sacred Bats in the sky felt a violent gust of wind charging towards them from the distance. The strength of that gust of wind was like the furious roar of the heavens, and their bodies were swept away uncontrollably.
"I …" That was the second word spoken. When the first word traveled forth, it gave the impression that it came from the distance, but when the second word appeared, it gave the impression that it was right beside their ears. It was like a clap of thunder, causing all the Sacred Bats to feel their hearts and minds rumble at the same time.
A ray of golden light appeared in the valley at an indescribable speed. Under the gigantic palm pressing down on them, that golden light turned into a person. His face could not be seen clearly, but they could see him lifting his right hand and stretching out a finger. Then, in a seemingly casual manner, he tapped the center of the gigantic palm.
"Yes …" That was the third word spoken. It was so calm that it gave off a feeling that it contained some sort of law in the world and replaced all other sounds in the area!
Compared to the palm, that person was incredibly tiny, but the instant his finger touched the gigantic palm, a shocking boom reverberated in the air and spread through the area of several hundreds of lis. As it rumbled, a wave of impact also spread out in all directions like a violent gust of wind, like a raging wave sweeping through the area.
The gigantic palm started trembling under that rumbling sound and started shattering inch by inch. Eventually, it exploded and turned into a wave of impact that charged backwards into the sky.
"... Outsider!" Those were the last two words that the figure slowly uttered as the palm crumbled and tumbled back.
At that moment, violent gusts of wind howled in the area. The person stood in midair with his long hair dancing in the wind. His robes were as white as snow, and his face was handsome. There was a diamond-shaped brand at the center of his brows, and on his shoulder was a small snake that had its head lifted up and was hissing. As he stood there, he attracted all the people's gazes!
That person's eyes were profound, as if the entire universe was contained within them. Waves of golden light shone from his body, and that golden light spread out from all parts of his body, causing him to look as if he was wearing a layer of golden armor!
Besides the profound look in his eyes, there was also a feeling that could make people's hearts tremble in fear. All the Sacred Bats who met his gaze felt their minds rumble, as if they felt as if their bodies were about to crumble just by looking at him.
This was a form of strength, a strength that surpassed all the other powers in this place!
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