More light beams broke through the space and bombarded the traction altar.
The huge impact swept in all directions. Even though Lu Ye and the others had left in advance, they were still thrown off their feet by the aftermath. Some of the Blood Clan members who were chasing after them were killed on the spot.
After stabilizing his body with great difficulty, Lu Ye quickly raised his eyes and looked toward the altar.
His expression froze when he saw what he saw.
"How could this be?" In mid-air, Huang Liang, who was watching this, suddenly changed his expression.
The scene that entered his eyes left him in disbelief. After losing the protection of the protective array, the traction altar built by the Blood Breeds took a round of attacks from the spirit ship without any damage!
The greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment.
A moment ago, Huang Liang thought that Lu Ye had broken the protective array and the traction altar would be destroyed.
But in fact, the strength of the altar was beyond imagination!
All the Soaring Dragon cultivators who were paying attention to the movement of the altar were stunned.
"You ants … What are you waiting for?" Xue Xiao's cold voice sounded. He rolled up a layer of bloody light and attacked the Haoran Academy cultivator closest to him.
The cultivator was in a trance and could not block Xue Xiao's attack. He was stabbed in the chest and his beating heart was directly pulled out.
"Junior Brother Qi!" Exclamations sounded. More than ten Haoran Academy powerhouses quickly turned their attention and attacked the enemy with their swords.
However, a corner of the sword formation had been broken and they were dealing with a powerhouse like Xue Xiao. How difficult would it be to stabilize the formation? For a moment, the sword formation of Haoran Academy was in imminent danger.
Yuan Changcun suddenly understood.
It turned out that all this was just a pretense!
The reason why Xue Xiao and the Blood Clan cultivators guarding the altar joined the battle without hesitation was not because they were forced by the situation or because they were careless. It was because the altar itself was indestructible!
After all, it was an altar made of materials brought from the Blood World by the Blood Clan. How could it be destroyed so easily?
The existence of the protective array was a layer of protection and also a layer of cover. It made Soaring Dragon mistakenly think that as long as the protective array was broken, the altar could be destroyed.
But in fact, after the protective array was destroyed, it was the greatest despair.
That moment of distraction caused many casualties on Soaring Dragon's side. Coupled with the influence of the inexplicable array set up by the Blood Clan here, the advantage that Soaring Dragon had accumulated in the early stage was gone.
However, this was not the most despairing situation.
What caused them to feel even more despair was that an extremely unfamiliar aura actually came from the ravine above the altar. Moreover, there were numerous figures faintly floating indeterminately within the ravine, and they seemed as if they would tear through the sky and arrive here at any moment.
The altar was constantly guiding the descent of the Blood World, blurring the boundary between the Blood World and the Soaring Dragon Realm. Although there was no way to completely guide the Blood World down in a short period of time, the next batch of reinforcements from the Blood Breeds were already on standby. It wouldn't be long before more Blood Breeds would descend upon the Soaring Dragon Realm.
Once such a thing happened, the cultivators of Soaring Dragon would no longer have the power to resist. What awaited Soaring Dragon was only destruction!
"Attack again!" Huang Liang roared.
As his voice fell, the spirit ship array outside the battlefield buzzed once more. A moment later, beams of light shot toward the altar and slammed into it.
The towering altar only shook slightly, but it remained unscathed.
The sturdiness of this altar was beyond the imagination of the Soaring Dragon cultivators.
Huang Liang's eyes were bloodshot.
This time, without waiting for his order, the third wave of attacks from the spirit ships arrived.
Looking down from the sky, one could see thunder-like beams of light sweeping over every few moments, bombarding the altar with great momentum.
Five rounds like this …
Finally, Huang Liang saw hope. On the altar, there were clearly some pits and cracks where the attacks had struck.
This altar was indeed sturdy, but it wasn't indestructible. As long as one's power was strong enough, it could still be destroyed.
However, just as hope rose in his heart again, a sudden explosion came from outside the battlefield.
Huang Liang was shocked. He looked up and saw the spirit ships exploding one by one.
It wasn't that the Blood Breeds had destroyed it. Rather, it was that the array formation on the spirit ship couldn't hold on any longer due to the continuous activation of such powerful attacks.
The explosion of the array led to the destruction of the spirit ships.
"The heavens want Soaring Dragon to die!" Huang Liang's heart was like dead ashes. A mouthful of blood surged up his throat, and he spat out a mouthful of blood mist. His aura rapidly weakened.
There was hope once again, but this hope was cruelly extinguished. Even a person like Huang Liang could not bear the repeated ups and downs of his emotions.
"Hahahaha!" Xue Xiao's laughter rang out. He spread his fingers and grabbed the head of a Sword Cultivator from Haoran Academy as if he was carrying a chick. His sarcastic voice spread throughout the battlefield. "I have to say, the Human Clan of your world is qualified to become the blood food of the Blood Breeds. Resist as much as you can. You won't have this chance in the future!"
As he spoke, he suddenly exerted force in his hand and crushed the head of the Sword Cultivator from Haoran Academy.
He looked up at Yuan Changcun, knowing that as long as he killed this person, the sword array that was troubling him would be completely broken.
Yuan Changcun was also seriously injured at this moment. There was a large dent in his chest, and it seemed that he was hit by a punch. When Xue Xiao looked at him, he clearly felt the aura of death enveloping him.
With no intention of escaping, Yuan Changcun just held his sword in front of his chest. His aura blended with the long sword in his hand, and the two became one.
As a Sword Cultivator, in the face of such a calamity, he had no reason to retreat, and it was impossible for him to retreat.
Fighting to the death here was his only choice!
While the Qi was moving, as the Blood Owl was about to attack, an extremely brutal and violent aura suddenly burst out from the altar.
It was as if an ancient ferocious beast that had been trapped for thousands of years had suddenly broken free.
The boundless and noisy battlefield suddenly quieted down for a moment. Whether it was the Blood Breeds or the Human Clan of Soaring Dragon, they all had a creepy feeling in their hearts.
It was as if an invisible beast was crouching behind them, sticking out its long scarlet tongue and licking their necks.
Xue Xiao, who was indifferent even when he fell into the sword array, finally changed his expression at this moment.
"Hmm?"
He turned his head and looked in the direction of the altar, only to see that there was a scarlet and slender figure in the air over there.
That figure was a Yan Jia that was about thirty feet tall. The Yan Jia was covered with fine scales, and there were two inverted bone spurs at the elbows of his arms, shining with a cold light.
Yan Jia's head had distinct edges and corners, clearly having been meticulously carved by a top-notch master. It was suffused with a cold metallic luster, and the pair of crimson red blood eyes on his face reflected a light that caused one to shudder.
A strong, wild, and fierce aura spread unscrupulously. The scarlet and slender figure seemed to have become the center of the whole world at this moment.
"Dragon Breath …" Xue Xiao frowned.
Coming from the Blood Realm, his knowledge was much more extensive than the Soaring Dragon Realm cultivators.
The Soaring Dragon Realm cultivators could only feel a wild and overbearing aura from the scarlet and slender figure that seemed to want to destroy everything, but Xue Xiao felt another kind of aura.
Dragon Breath!
That was the aura of a True Dragon!
It was the aura of supremacy in heaven and hell!
"Yan Jia?" Xue Xiao was a little confused.
It was strange enough for something with Dragon Breath to appear in such a world, but it was not impossible. After all, a powerful creature like a True Dragon could roam the void and appear in any realm.
What shocked him was not just the Dragon Breath, but the Yan Jia that suddenly appeared!
It was a Yan Jia that was made from the body of a True Dragon!
Who could slay a dragon, and who could use the body of a True Dragon to make such a Yan Jia?
Such a treasure, not to mention the Soaring Dragon Realm, even in the Blood Realm, was rare.
This was definitely not something that this realm had. Even if this realm had once produced a Divine Sea Realm cultivator, he was not qualified to make such a divine item.
On the other side, Huang Liang stared blankly at the scarlet figure that suddenly appeared and sighed in his heart.
In the end … he was still forced to use this item.
He knew that the Dragon Emperor was in Lu Ye's hands. If his judgment was correct and Lu Ye was the savior of the world, then the Dragon Emperor was the savior of the world, and also the means of this realm to deal with the calamity. Otherwise, why would the Dragon Emperor appear at this time and coincidentally fall into Lu Ye's hands?
But from his point of view, he did not want Lu Ye to use this item.
Zhuang Bufan's fate was still vivid in his mind. How could using such a divine item end well?
However, when the Soaring Dragon Realm had used up all their trump cards and had no other means to deal with the calamity, the Dragon Emperor became their last hope.
So he could understand Lu Ye's choice at this moment.
In the center of heaven and earth, Lu Ye was wrapped in the scarlet and slender figure. He only felt that his mind was infinitely rising.
Whether to use the Dragon Emperor or not was a choice.
After witnessing Zhuang Bufan use the Dragon Emperor, Lu Ye knew the burden of such a divine item on the body.
But compared to Zhuang Bufan, Lu Ye was more confident in himself.
This confidence came from the feeling he had when refining the Dragon Emperor. The entire process of refining the Dragon Emperor was extremely smooth, as if he was not refining a divine item but an ordinary spiritual artifact.
In addition, he had always felt that the Dragon Emperor had an inexplicable closeness to him.
So he had always thought that perhaps the Little Fairy Doctor was right.
The reason Zhuang Bufan had borne such a huge burden and died in the end was because he had not obtained the Dragon Emperor's approval and could not control the Dragon Emperor. Forcibly activating the Dragon Emperor's power naturally did not end well.
But if he could obtain the Dragon Emperor's approval, the situation would not be so bad.
That being said, Lu Ye did not dare to rashly try, so he had kept the Dragon Emperor in his storage space for the past few days.
Until now!
The Soaring Dragon Realm's spirit ships had all exploded, and there was no longer any way to pose a threat to the traction altar. Under the effect of the traction altar, the next batch of reinforcements from the Blood Race could arrive at any time.
The Soaring Dragon Realm had been forced into a desperate situation and had reached a critical juncture that would determine its survival.
Lu Ye no longer hesitated and took out the Dragon Emperor and poured his spiritual energy into it.
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