The pitch-black scythe's arc was extremely exaggerated. Before Yu Yuan truly woke up, it had already slashed down.
The beautiful blade released a deep and mysterious luster. As the blade light shot towards Yu Yuan's forehead, a dark world quietly appeared behind the giant scythe.
The dark world seemed to come from the scythe itself. Fierce ghosts could be vaguely heard from inside the dark world.
WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!
WHOOSH! Twenty-eight enormous demonic shadows appeared one after another from the dark world. They looked like ancient monsters from ancient legends.
The twenty-eight demonic shadows were all three hundred meters tall. They seemed to be able to support heaven and earth, and they exuded an ancient, ancient, and decaying aura.
WHOOSH! HAHAHA! ROAR!
Some of the demonic shadows screamed, some cried, and some laughed wildly.
All of the ghosts and spirits within a hundred kilometers sensed it, and their souls trembled slightly.
WHOOSH!
Then, a bright blade light flew towards Yu Yuan's forehead.
The blade light was like lightning, and as it traveled, it created many wonders.
Wherever the blade light passed, a vast world seemed to be carved out by the blade light, exuding a wild aura.
At this critical moment, Yu Yuan, who had a blank expression, seemed to have a telepathic connection. He subconsciously raised his hand and used the opening of his scabbard to meet the blade light.
The thousands of strands of sword intent that had settled at the bottom of the scabbard, which originated from a Moon Severing Realm cultivator, were suddenly disturbed.
They didn't need Yu Yuan to give them any power. The strands of sword intent and sword soul resonated with each other and took the initiative to draw in Yu Yuan's spiritual power, flesh, blood, and soul awareness, and condense them into crimson sword light.
BOOM!
The opening of the scabbard shone with brilliant light, like a beautiful crimson flower blooming!
Space in the narrow area inside the cauldron where Yu Yuan was located suddenly twisted, and the flow of time seemed to be a hundred times slower.
The dazzling blade light that was flying towards Yu Yuan's glabella was getting closer and closer, inch by inch.
ROAR!
Behind the giant crescent-shaped, pitch-black scythe, the twenty-eight ancient monsters that had just formed the dark world suddenly let out shrill screams.
PUFF! PUFF! PUFF!
The black sandalwood beads around the Black Scythe Ghost's Soul Soul's neck trembled violently.
At this moment, his enormous ghostly body, which was formed from twenty-eight souls, seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force.
In the next moment, the split soul fell back into the black sandalwood bead.
It was also at this time that a dazzling brilliance suddenly blossomed from Yu Yuan's sword scabbard, which was so bright that people could not open their eyes.
Inside the Fiendish Demon Cauldron, there seemed to be a small dazzling sun. In an instant, all the light exploded!
Among the thousands of spirits and ghosts that were loyal to the Black Scythe Wraith, the ones with lower ranks were instantly turned into ashes!
The ghostly spirits, which were at the level of Heavenly Ghosts, fled in pain, as if they had been burned by the sun.
"Yu Yuan!"
The Black Scythe Ghost's angry roar resounded from the twenty-eight black sandalwood beads.
This Titled Wraith, who was only second to Bai Gu in the Land of Terror, seemed to have never imagined that his fatal attack would be blocked by Yu Yuan's sword scabbard.
Not only had Qin Lie blocked it, almost a thousand sword intents had flooded into the crescent-shaped scythe the moment the scabbard came into contact with the bright blade beam.
In that instant, his soul had actually been damaged because of this!
Not many existences knew that the twenty-eight black sandalwood beads that contained his soul and the crescent-shaped, pitch-black scythe were actually a set of artifacts!
His soul could wander and disperse within the bead or the scythe.
The twenty-eight beads, the crescent-shaped scythe, and every wisp of energy could be connected and controlled by his soul thought. At any time, he could use the two artifacts of different shapes to deal a fatal blow to his opponent.
Similarly, if any of the beads or any part of the scythe were damaged, his soul would feel the same.
If one fell, all fell. If one rose, all rose.
"Black Scythe …"
Suddenly, a dark shout resounded from tens of thousands of meters away.
A purple shadow arrived at lightning speed. As it raised its hand, it struck out a translucent, icy seal.
The seal shone like a tall iceberg and sank into the world of darkness behind the scythe. It fell into the twenty-eight enormous monsters that exuded an ancient aura.
"Frost Thunder Seal!"
There seemed to be twenty-eight Black Scythes that cried out in unison.
Boom!
Tens of thousands of thunderballs exploded in the dark world, and numerous dazzling Ice Pythons and Lightning Dragons washed over the dark world in a grandiose manner.
"Ah! Ahhh! "
The Black Scythe Ghost's painful screams resounded from within the giant crescent-shaped scythe, the mouths of the monsters in the world of darkness, and the twenty-eight black sandalwood beads.
The black sandalwood beads even emitted light smoke and tiny sparks of electricity.
"Brother … Brother Chu!"
The Black Scythe Ghost screamed as it called out to Chu Yao of the Medicine God Sect. It shouted hysterically, "A bunch of trash, kill them all!"
"Are these things here to die?"
An Ziqing stood in the world of darkness where the lightning dragons roared. Her purple divine armor shone with a light that no one dared to look directly at.
She seemed to be stepping on the heads of enormous monsters, and the Frost Thunder Seal that looked like a planet of lightning hung above her head.
The Frost Thunder Seal spun in the air and continued to scatter crystals of ice and lightning.
Every ice and thunder crystal that fell into the dark world below turned into a lightning ball that was several acres large. They exploded with dazzling light of thunder and lightning, blasting the giant monsters that corresponded to the Black Scythe Ghost's soul into pieces. It was a horrible sight to behold.
The Frost Thunder Seal of the Minor Thunder Sky Sect was infamous even in the outer realms of the universe. It made the heavenly demons tremble in fear.
Even the ghostly spirits, heavenly ghosts, and underworld ghosts in the Land of Terror were helpless under the bombardment of the Frost Thunder Seal.
Many of the ghosts that wanted to attack An Ziqing because of the Black Scythe Ghost's orders were scared out of their wits when they saw the Frost Thunder Seal above her head.
How would they dare to approach her?
Whoosh! Whoosh whoosh!
Some of the smarter ghosts hesitated for a moment before charging towards the Fiendish Demon Cauldron.
"Kid, you're courting death!"
"Damned human junior, how dare you plot against Lord Black Scythe. You're dead meat!"
"Die!"
The ghostly spirits with intelligence and heavenly ghouls cried out in a threatening manner. Just as they were about to charge towards the Fiend Demon Cauldron, they reined in their horses and came to a halt.
The ignorant earth ghosts and the dumb ghostly spirits charged into the Fiendish Demon Cauldron.
Inside the cauldron, Yu Yuan, who had just recovered, felt that all his strength had been drained. However, because Yuan Lianyao was trapped, he was furious. He yelled, "Kill them all!"
"Okay."
Yu Yiyi responded.
Then, the center of the cauldron under Yu Yuan's feet turned into a dark and terrifying small world. Fiendish Demons roared out.
Those weak Earth Ghosts and a few ghost spirits who wanted to seize the opportunity to kill Yu Yuan were instantly surrounded by layers of Fiend Devils.
When the four powerful heavenly ghosts saw this situation, they quietly retreated.
As they retreated, they cursed and provoked Yu Yuan.
"An Ziqing of the Blood God."
At this time, Chu Yao, who had just hidden behind Yin Mountain and wanted to rest, was forced to appear again. He was a little annoyed. "I only have one question. An Ziqing, do you know that Yu Yuan is a traitor of Haoran?"
"There is no conclusive evidence." An Ziqing's expression was serious.
Crackle crackle!
The Frost Thunder Seal that was still bombarding the Black Scythe Ghost quietly fell three inches above her head.
Countless bolts of lightning and sparks of lightning flew towards the slowly shrinking Frost Thunder Seal.
An Ziqing, who knew Chu Yao's identity, hesitated for a moment before bowing to him. "Greetings, Senior Chu. I've heard of your name from my father. I didn't mean to offend you this time."
Chu Yao's background was too great. Even if she was the Goddess of the Blood God, she had to give him the respect he deserved.
After all, Chu Yao was someone who could become a god-level alchemist in the future.
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