According to the intelligence from the Yue Ling City, the undead that escaped did not exceed the eleventh step. However, he did not expect that there would be an expert of the fourteenth step hidden within. Of the hundred or so cultivators in the third squad, the strongest was only at the first level of the Heaven stage, which was equivalent to a twelfth level undead. Naturally, they were not a match for this group of undead.
If it wasn't for the fact that the undead wanted to keep them alive to lure the human cultivators over, the third squad would have already been completely annihilated in that valley.
In addition, the number of undead that escaped from the Yue Ling City had already exceeded a thousand, and there were only around four hundred here. It was obvious that this was only a portion of them, and there were even more undead that they might not have discovered yet. If there were experts of the twelfth step and above amongst those undead, then the losses of the Heavenly River City would be even greater this time.
In a blink of an eye, Tang Huan's figure had already disappeared from her original spot.
Sacred art, Yin and Yang Void Method, Heavenly Invisibility!
His body was completely hidden in the air as Tang Huan sprinted forward. Although he was only using the power of his flesh body, Tang Huan's speed was still shockingly fast.
After a while, Tang Huan had already traversed nearly five kilometers.
A black stone mountain entered Tang Huan's line of sight. The stone mountain was a hundred meters tall, and on top of the mountain, there were countless caves. From afar, it looked like a beehive.
At the foot of the mountain, there were hundreds of black shadows.
Every single black shadow, regardless of whether it was their body or their robes, seemed to be condensed from black mist. They were the undead spirits of the "Nether Death Realm". Although the bodies of these undead spirits looked a little illusory, their faces were not much different from human cultivators, except that they were slightly blurry.
On the left side of his chest, a blood-red shadow could be vaguely seen.
The blood-red shadow was formed from circles of small rings. This was the "Heart Ring".
The "Heart Ring" of a dead spirit was equivalent to a human cultivator's Nascent Soul. Every time a dead spirit's cultivation increased by a level, the "Heart Ring" would increase by one.
A level one undead spirit only had one "Heart Ring", while a level eleven undead spirit would have eleven "Heart Rings". A level thirty-six undead spirit would naturally have thirty-six "Heart Rings".
However, in ancient times, thirty-six "Heart Rings" was not the limit of a dead spirit.
Similarly, a Level 36 Death Spirit was not the peak of the Death Spirit. Above the Level 36 Death Spirit, there was an even more powerful existence known as the "Death Spirit King". Back then, the two-meter-long phalanx that Nine Colors had left behind for the nine spirits in the "Heavenly Desolate Secret Realm" originated from a Death Spirit King of the "Nether Death Realm".
The higher the rank of the undead, the closer they looked to humans.
Even if they entered the "Nether Life Domain", it would be very difficult for ordinary cultivators to detect them. It was just that after countless years, it was said that the Death Spirit King had already disappeared from the "Nether Death Realm", and there were very few Death Spirits of the 31st step and above. On the side of the "Nether Life Domain", there were very few human cultivators who could compare to such a Death Spirit Expert.
"Ahhh —"
A mournful scream suddenly rang out.
At the foot of the mountain, an intense battle was taking place between the group of cultivators who only had ten or eleven Heart Rings. The two sides of the battle were the third squad's five Sixth Heavenly Lords and one First Heaven stage cultivator. On the other side, there were a dozen or so Eleventh Stage Death Spirits and a rather large Fourteenth Stage Death Spirit.
As soon as the blood-curdling screams sounded out, only four of the five Sixth Heavenly Lords remained.
The remaining human cultivators' faces were all distorted. Their eyes were filled with fear and despair, and they would occasionally let out hysterical roars.
"Even if I die, I will drag you down with me!"
A tall young man had a ferocious expression on his face as he roared. He actually shook off the dim Dao Artifact that had been corroded by the death aura, allowing the claws of the eleventh step Death Spirit to grab his head. He directly punched towards the blood-red shadow on the left side of the Death Spirit's chest.
"Hu!"
This punch had already used up all of the Sky Origin Stage in the young man's body. The huge fist shadow rapidly expanded, and a powerful Strength Qi surged out from the fist. It moved forward with an indomitable force, like a thunderbolt.
Since he was going to die, rather than dragging his feet and being killed by the Undead Spirit, he might as well seize the opportunity to perish together with the Undead Spirit. At the very least, he did not die in vain.
When this punch was thrown, he did not leave himself any room for maneuver.
However, in such a situation, wanting to perish together with a dead spirit was not an easy task.
Seeing his attack, a black light flashed in the eyes of the dead spirit, and it actually retreated without hesitation. At almost the same time, a Stage 11 Death Spirit shot over from the side. Its huge black claw was wrapped in a powerful death aura as it grabbed towards the young man's head.
When the young man saw this, his heart was filled with bitterness.
He knew very well that he had punched a little too early. If the Death Spirit were to get any closer, it would be too late for him to retreat even if he wanted to. But now, it was impossible to kill him. At most, he could only heavily injure him.
"Boom!"
After an intense cry, the dead spirit was sent flying more than ten meters away. The black mist on the surface of its body churned rapidly, but after a short moment, it returned to normal. It only seemed to have faded a little, and the "Heart Ring" on the left side of its chest was not damaged in the slightest.
If he was unable to kill the dead spirit in front of him with a single punch, then he would be killed by the dead spirit that was rushing over from the side.
The young man closed his eyes in despair. However, after a moment, he was stunned. The claws of the dead spirit did not land on his head, and the imagined situation of his flesh and life force being devoured did not occur. Surprised, the young man subconsciously opened his eyes.
Within his line of sight, the dead spirit was struggling violently. Its body was already tightly covered by a strange green flame, and within the flame, it seemed to contain an incomparably vast and boundless life force. It was the fire of life, and in the blink of an eye, the dead spirit had already turned into ashes.
The green flame was instantly grasped by a hand, and then retracted into the palm. The owner of the palm also clearly revealed his figure, and he was naturally Tang Huan.
"Commander!"
The young man's eyes widened as he cried out in disbelief.
The surrounding undead spirits also noticed the commotion and seemed to be stunned for a moment. However, in the blink of an eye, they all woke up from their stupor.
"Kill —"
A sharp shout suddenly sounded out, and the dozens of figures that were closest to him all pounced towards Tang Huan at the same time.
Seeing the movements of the dead spirits, the corner of Tang Huan's mouth hooked up into a mocking smile.
Following that, Tang Huan took a step forward, and the green flames immediately surged out like a wave, with his feet as the center, wanting to roll out in all directions. Seeing this, the young man subconsciously wanted to retreat, but the green flames that had spread in front of him had already whizzed past both sides of his body, continuing to extend into the distance.
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