"Huff, huff …" Seijen panted heavily before he started coughing violently. Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth continuously, and his aura continued to weaken.
"The Holy Island Lord won't be able to hold on for much longer." Zhong Shudao was covered in blood. He had been besieged by more than ten Wu Huangs and had only managed to escape with the help of the person in the mirror.
"The Forbidden Technique has a time limit, and its power will become weaker and weaker." The person in the mirror frowned as he surveyed the battlefield.
Although Seijen had managed to suppress Zhao Lifeng, the situation on the battlefield hadn't improved at all.
The Five Great Elders of the Dark Sect had a high level of cultivation, and they were able to maneuver through the crowd with ease. The speed at which they killed was simply too terrifying.
Furthermore, the Dark Sect didn't just have more soldiers than them. Even the number of Wu Huangs was much higher than theirs.
The person in the mirror was more worried about the two people standing by the shore — Dark Surge and the Dark Sect Leader.
The terrifying Dark Surge of the Dark Sect had yet to strike, and they were already powerless to defend themselves.
"Think of a way to let Nangong and the rest leave first … We have to protect them no matter what!" At that moment, Zhong Shudao suddenly grabbed the hand of the person in the mirror and said solemnly.
"What … What happened to you?" The person in the mirror was shocked when he saw Zhong Shudao's pale face.
Then, the person in the mirror saw a ghastly wound on Zhong Shudao's chest. He could even see his internal organs.
"I was accidentally injured just now, but I can still hold on. Listen to me and send them away." Zhong Shudao indicated that he was fine. He had just consumed a healing elixir, and he could hold on for a while longer.
"Use your Martial Soul's ability to send them away. This is the only way to save them …"
Before Zhong Shudao could finish his sentence, Prince Namgong and the rest had already arrived by his side.
"Envoy Zhong, we won't leave this time!"
Prince Namgong and the rest had resolute expressions on their faces, and their eyes were filled with unyielding determination.
All this while, others had been protecting them. This time, it was their turn to protect others!
"Wind!"
"Lightning!"
"Flame!"
Nangong and the other two were covered in blood. Even though they were not in a good state, they still raised their right hands.
In an instant, majestic Immortal Qi erupted from their bodies and formed a terrifying tri-colored energy ball in Prince Namgong's palm.
"Wind Thunder Flame Bullet!"
Accompanied by Prince Namgong's roar, the Wind-Thunder Flame Bomb was thrown forward at a terrifying speed that was five times the speed of sound.
The targets of this Wind and Thunder Flame Bomb were the two Wu Huangs from the Dark Sect.
At this moment, the faces of the two Wu Huangs were filled with astonishment. It was obvious that they did not expect three mere kids to be able to execute such a terrifying move.
"No!"
Boom!
As the two Martial Monarchs roared in dissatisfaction, the Fireball of Wind and Thunder suddenly exploded. A terrifying explosion that seemed like it could destroy the heavens and the earth was immediately heard.
A tri-colored ball of light that looked like the sun suddenly exploded, illuminating the entire area.
The two Wu Huangs were both Level Six Wu Huang, but they were still killed by the explosion of the Wind Thunder Flame Bomb …
At this moment, An Yong, who was strategizing by the coast, was not anxious at all. Instead, he wore a faint smile on his face.
"Sect Leader, congratulations on conquering Tu Shenzong!" The Dark Sect Leader bowed at An Yong. He had just returned and wanted to join the battle, but was stopped by An Yong.
"It's just Tu Shenzong. There's nothing to brag about." An Yong lifted his head to look at the sky. He could not help but think of the young man who had fought him to the death on the Beast Island.
"Lin Yun, I am indeed willing to call you the strongest. Perhaps if I give you more time, you might really be able to catch up to me. "
"However, geniuses often die young. You can only blame your arrogance and conceit. "
Hearing An Yong's words, the Dark Sect Leader furrowed his brows and asked carefully, "Sect Leader, Zhao Lifeng might not be a match for Seijen. Why don't I personally attack and kill Seijen?"
The Dark Sect Leader could tell that Seijen was prepared to fight to the death. He had even activated the Forbidden Technique.
Now that Seijen had reached Level Two Wu Sheng, coupled with Zhao Lifeng's cowardice, if this continued, Zhao Lifeng might die in the hands of Seijen.
If the Dark Sect Leader could tell that, An Yong could naturally tell that as well.
An Yong nodded and said, "Go, it's time to end this game of cat and mouse."
"Yes!" The Dark Sect Leader responded, then turned around and flew toward Seijen.
Seijen had just gathered the power of his Martial Soul and was about to launch a fatal attack on Zhao Lifeng when the Dark Sect Leader's figure appeared behind him.
Anti-Magic Domain!
The Dark Sect Leader directly activated the Anti-Magic Domain and forcefully interrupted Seijen's attack.
"Don't get in the way!" Sheng Ren turned around and attacked the Church Leader of the Dark with his palm. However, the Church Leader of the Dark beat him to it and sent him flying with a single palm strike.
The Dark Sect Leader's speed was too fast, so fast that even Seijen at his peak when he had just activated the Forbidden Technique could not keep up with him, not to mention that Seijen had become much weaker now.
While Seijen was still flying backward, the Dark Sect Leader had already appeared at the end of his flight, holding the Dark Scythe and waiting for him.
"Accept the baptism of darkness!" The Dark Sect Leader sneered and waved the Dark Scythe in his hand quickly. In an instant, densely packed black shadows appeared and slashed toward Seijen.
"Ah ah ah!"
In the sky, Seijen's painful screams rang out.
Under the sky, blood dyed the surrounding sea red. Countless corpses, internal organs, and severed limbs covered the surface of the sea.
The demonic beasts in the North Sea had all dived to the bottom of the sea, trembling.
Most of the Wu Huang of the East Sea Alliance and Tu Shenzong had suffered varying degrees of injuries, including the person in the mirror, Nangong, and the rest.
The five elders of the Dark Sect led an army of eight million and slaughtered wantonly. In a short period of time, millions of Tu Shenzong's soldiers had died.
Endless sounds of fighting and roars mixed together, forming a terrifying music that resounded in the sky.
Prince Namgong and the other two sat on the ground powerlessly. Their faces were pale, and they were in a very bad state.
After the battle just now, they had used up all their Immortal Qi and could no longer enter their strongest state. Right now, they were only Martial Arts Grandmasters.
"I can't hold on any longer …" Prince Namgong was a little tired. He wanted to lie down and sleep.
But he knew that if he closed his eyes, he would probably not wake up again.
"I've eaten all my elixirs …" Shanghai Xiayan smiled bitterly and fell to the ground powerlessly.
On the other side, Yue Yue and the other two were also exhausted.
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