"You're the first one who dares to threaten Blood Lion City in hundreds of years." Blood Lion Patriarch was furious. "I don't know if the person you're looking for is in Blood Lion City. Even if I did, I wouldn't hand him over to a ghost like you."
Lu Xiaotian breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he must have been frightened when he saw Xuan Yan Ghostly King kill the green-robed old man and the demon eagle above the tenth level. Blood Lion Patriarch was a human cultivator after all, and now he had two helpers.
There were thousands of cultivators watching from below. If Xuan Yan Ghostly King was allowed to plunder the city, Blood Lion Patriarch would lose face.
"Keke, this old man hasn't massacred a city for hundreds of years. Since you want to die, this old man will fulfill your wish. "Xuan Yan Ghostly King laughed strangely.
"Shameless boasting!" The white-robed man had a violent temperament. He was the first to lose control. He stretched out his hand, and a Square Heaven Golden Seal expanded wildly.
The Square Heaven Golden Seal covered the dark clouds in the distance. Golden light burst out, as if the sky was about to be crushed.
The white-robed woman took out a green guzheng. With a flick of her finger, the guzheng flew forward, one to the left and one to the right of the Square Heaven Golden Seal. The guzheng strummed in the air, its strings plucking on their own. Waves of dizzying energy were emitted from the guzheng.
"Blood Lion Region!" Facing Xuan Yan Ghostly King in front of him, Blood Lion Patriarch appeared much more dignified. He spat out a number coldly and spat out a small white bottle. The white bottle tipped over and a large amount of blood-like liquid poured out. In the blink of an eye, it had spread over dozens of miles in the air. Waves of blood rolled. Like raging waves crashing against the shore, it hit the dark clouds in the air.
The blood lion under Blood Lion Patriarch raised its head and roared at the scene.
Lu Xiaotian also covered his ears, but his eyes were fixed on the scene of the Nascent Soul stage ancestor and Xuan Yan Ghostly King fighting in the air. With his status, it wasn't easy to see a battle between Nascent Soul stage cultivators.
As for the others, they either looked excited or fearful, fearing that they would be affected by the battle between the Nascent Soul stage ancestor and the ghost race. This was no joke. Even if he was hit by a small strand of chaotic energy, it was possible that his body and soul would be destroyed. This was especially true for Foundation Establishment cultivators and Qi Condensation cultivators. Once they were affected, they would die without a doubt.
Patriarch Blood Lion and the others attacked with a monstrous momentum that far exceeded Lu Xiaotian's expectations. But when he saw the dark clouds that were as immovable as a mountain, Lu Xiaotian had a bad feeling.
Sure enough, Lu Xiaotian's conjecture didn't last long. The roiling dark clouds spat out these two words coldly, "Glorious Ghost!"
It was the size of a fist, and its green eyes were as cold as a ten-thousand-year-old lake.
The dark clouds swirled, and a small black ball that was no more than a foot in radius slowly emerged from the dark clouds, then gradually rose into the air.
Lu Xiaotian looked from afar and saw a black sun rising in the sky. The black sphere didn't look big, but the vast Blood Lion City seemed extremely small under the illumination of the black sphere.
Under the illumination of the threads, it was as if the black sun emitted light.
Under the illumination of the black sun, the raging waves of the Blood Lion Region began to evaporate at a speed visible to the naked eye. They turned into wisps of white smoke and disappeared.
The Sky Golden Seal and the green zither also seemed to be unable to withstand the exposure of the black sun. The Sky Golden Seal's golden light was constantly eaten away by the black threads. The sharp sound of the green zither in the air seemed to turn into a whimper at this time.
"What?" Patriarch Blood Lion and the white-robed man and woman's expressions changed, as if they couldn't accept the scene in front of them. Their faces were flushed red, and monstrous mana surged, as if to support another region under the illumination of the black sun. Golden light shone brightly, and the zither played wildly. The sea of blood rolled, and the lion roared.
The sun-like black threads seemed to have faded, but soon, they were enveloped again.
Looking at the black sun gradually rising, and the endless darkness shrouding over, covering the entire Blood Lion City in the blink of an eye, Lu Xiaotian's face was gloomy. A faint red light flashed behind him, and with a slight flap of his wings, he quickly jumped out of Blood Lion City. He had a feeling that if the black sun shrouded the entire Blood Lion City and locked onto him, he wouldn't be able to escape even if he wanted to.
In a hurry, Lu Xiaotian glanced back. A large number of Aura Refining cultivators were illuminated by the black sun, and ghostly qi covered the sky. Thousands of Aura Refining cultivators' bodies began to melt like ice and snow.
Mournful screams connected together. These melted Aura Refining cultivators turned into strands of gloomy ghostly qi. Occasionally, there would be a few cultivators whose cultivation base was higher, and only their flesh and blood melted, becoming half-crippled or complete skeletons. The weak phosphorescent flames in their eyes were full of holes. They seemed to have become skeletons with extremely low spiritual awareness.
In the distant sky, under the illumination of the black sun, Blood Lion City was completely shrouded in gloomy ghostly qi. As for the Blood Lion Patriarch and the white-robed man and woman in mid-air. At this moment, it was as if they were bathed in the ink-black sun. Their bodies were covered in a layer of black, and their specific appearances could no longer be seen clearly. However, from the drastic changes in their movements, it was clear that they were struggling in extreme pain.
Lu Xiaotian's heart was filled with unprecedented fear. In the entire Blood Lion City, the remaining Jin Dan cultivators who were still alive were fleeing for their lives. There were also many who had reacted early and escaped from the city. These people fled in all directions, fearing that they would stay in Blood Lion City for even a moment longer.
In the wilderness, demon birds flew away in fright, and monster beasts ran away. The spiritual trees and spiritual grasses in the surroundings were withering at a speed visible to the naked eye, losing their vitality. The originally lush Blood Lion City, as well as the surrounding area of several hundred miles, had become desolate and desolate.
The city, which was originally full of vitality, was now like purgatory. The cultivators who couldn't escape in time were either destroyed in body and spirit under the black sun, or turned into half-crippled skeletons.
The might of a late-stage Ghost King was actually this powerful! Lu Xiaotian's heart could not help but feel desolate. Even at this moment, under the other party's ferocious power, he was like a weed.
In mid-air, the Blood Lion Patriarch, his spiritual beast Blood Lion, and the white-robed man and woman's bodies had already begun to melt. Only their legs below their waists were still struggling.
Lu Xiaotian's Bat King Dharmic Wings flapped violently behind him. He no longer had the slightest bit of hope. He only wanted to escape as far as possible from this terrifying Xuan Yan Ghostly King.
"Do you think you can escape?" Xuan Yan Ghostly King's voice came from behind, unusually ethereal.
Lu Xiaotian felt a chill run down his spine, but he sneered in his heart. Although you are powerful, you are not invincible. Do you really think that you are a Divine Transformation cultivator? There are also late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators among the human race. They may be able to suppress a ghost like you.
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