The sky above was filled with spatial cracks, and golden blood rain fell...
The space continued to tear.
A violent aura enveloped the entire sky.
Everyone below watched the battle in the sky with faces full of shock.
A Saint had fallen.
Despite the fierce battles that had taken place, this was the first time a Saint had fallen.
This meant that the conflict between the two sides had reached its final stage.
High in the sky.
Tang Hai licked the golden blood rain from his lips, an already severed arm clutched in his hand, his eyes filled with madness.
"Come on, you mongrels, not one of you will leave today!" Tang Hai roared, his hoarse voice causing sonic booms to echo across the sky.
Chu Fangyu and the others, who were engaged in battle, were filled with joy.
Tang Hai was simply too formidable.
Opposite them, Lu Yuanhang was locked in combat with another Saint at the fifth level of the Saint realm, his face grim.
The other Saints engaged in battle nearby also felt a sinking feeling in their hearts.
They had never expected that this newly promoted Saint at the second level, who had just broken through, would be so ferocious, directly crushing an old-established Saint at the second level.
"Good, very good. Yellow Springs Demonic Sect, if your Yellow Springs Demonic Sect still exists today, I, Lu Yuanhang, will write my name backward!" Lu Yuanhang said solemnly, his expression filled with madness.
The Saint who had died was Guo Wenshi, Elder Guo, from their Tai Xuan Holy Land.
"Bang!!!!"
As soon as Lu Yuanhang finished speaking, a fierce explosion sounded again not far away.
"Old man, what did you say!" Li Yuanxiao, on the other side, had also blown up a Saint from the Tai Xuan Holy Land.
Golden blood rain erupted again, and surging vital energy filled the sky.
Lu Yuanhang felt his head buzzing. Another Saint had died? ...
"Yuanxiao, well done, tear these mongrels apart!" Tang Hai continued to roar.
With another Saint's death, the Saints from the White Bone Yin Sect and the Yuan Demon Sect began to have second thoughts.
If the fight continued... they had already lost two Saints on their side. Who knew who would be the next to die?
"These lunatics..." Elder Zhou Yuanping of the Yuan Demon Sect cursed in his heart...
He had thought that by following the Tai Xuan Holy Land this time, they would gain something significant. He never expected the Yellow Springs Demonic Sect to be so tough, breaking their teeth...
"Divine Hall Emissary, we are willing to offer five ten-thousand-year spiritual herbs, please come out and annihilate these mongrels of the Yellow Springs Demonic Sect!" Lu Yuanhang suddenly shouted softly into the void.
As soon as Lu Yuanhang spoke, a strange fluctuation occurred in the space.
A colossal pressure crushed the entire arena, and the battle in the sky immediately halted, falling into silence.
Everyone present felt an immeasurable tremor.
Li Yuanxiao and the others felt their hearts sink. Divine Hall Emissary...
Could it be...?
"Not enough!" At this moment, a hoarse voice echoed from the void.
The people in the sky felt a profound fear, as if something was squeezing their minds, causing intense pressure.
Lu Yuanhang's heart sank. Five ten-thousand-year spiritual herbs were not enough?
This damnable fellow, was he trying to extort them?
Due to the interference of the Primordial Demon Sect, their Tai Xuan Holy Land was unable to dispatch more Saints to participate in the competition for the Yellow Springs Treasure Vault.
Lu Yuanhang had contacted others through special channels, an emissary from the Samsara Divine Hall.
Originally, he was meant to provide deterrence and prevent other dangers, for one ten-thousand-year spiritual herb.
If he wanted him to take action, it would be five ten-thousand-year spiritual herbs.
But now, Lu Yuanhang had made an offer, and he actually claimed it was insufficient...
What Divine Hall Emissary, they were all bloody vampires...
"Divine Hall Emissary, seven, I am willing to offer seven ten-thousand-year spiritual herbs!" Lu Yuanhang gritted his teeth.
They had reached this point, and without the intervention of the Divine Hall Emissary, they were certain to lose.
But with the Divine Hall Emissary's participation, it would be foolproof.
Seven it is, then...
As long as they could take out the Yellow Springs Saint Extermination Diagram this time, even offering seven ten-thousand-year spiritual herbs would not be a loss.
"Ten!" Just as Lu Yuanhang was lost in thought, a hoarse voice echoed from the void again.
What... ten... How dare he? Lu Yuanhang's body trembled violently.
Ten ten-thousand-year spiritual herbs would truly empty his coffers...
"I promise you, I want all these mongrels dead, all dead..." Lu Yuanhang roared, his expression filled with madness.
"As you wish!!!"
Li Yuanxiao and the others in the distance felt an even more violent pressure, their bodies completely stiff.
"Crack..."
Immediately after, the sound of space shattering echoed.
A man wearing a white robe with special patterns and a ghost-faced mask emerged from the void.
The ghost-faced masked man exuded an extremely violent aura.
His aura almost formed a vortex, constantly tearing at the surrounding space.
"How do you want to die?" the ghost-faced masked man's hoarse voice rang out.
Li Yuanxiao and the others felt their hair stand on end, cold sweat breaking out on their backs...
Saint ninth level... Li Yuanxiao's face was pale. He was truly from the Samsara Divine Hall; the special patterns on his white robe were the symbol of the Samsara Divine Hall.
Moreover, this Divine Hall Emissary was a Saint at the ninth level of the Saint realm.
How could they fight this...
Tang Hai and the others also wore bitter expressions. A Saint at the ninth level, the gap was simply too large...
Everyone from the Tai Xuan Holy Land was overjoyed.
This Lu Yuanhang, why didn't he reveal such a powerful trump card earlier, causing them to be so worried.
"Divine Hall Emissary, crush these guys for me!" Lu Yuanhang said with a pale face, his voice filled with rage.
Thinking of those ten ten-thousand-year spiritual herbs, Lu Yuanhang felt immense heartache.
"Hmph, you want to tell me what to do? I know what I'm doing!" the Divine Hall Emissary snorted coldly.
Lu Yuanhang clenched his teeth. If he wasn't beholden to this Divine Hall Emissary now and his strength was inferior, he would have torn him apart long ago.
Although the Divine Hall Emissary said so, he still unleashed all his power, preparing to crush everyone from the Yellow Springs Demonic Sect around him.
"People from the Divine Hall want to interfere in matters of the East Desolation, aren't your hands reaching a bit too far..." Just then, a cold voice echoed from the void again.
A middle-aged man in a cyan-grey robe emerged from the shattered space, his aura surging towards the Samsara Divine Hall emissary.
"Senior Brother Shen..." Li Yuanxiao in the distance exclaimed with surprise and joy in his eyes.
Although he had known that he would appear after the opening of the Yellow Springs Treasure Vault, seeing him truly appear now still filled him with joy.
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