"Boom--!"
A deafening explosion rocked the heart of the Imperial Capital!
The chaotic beam of light collided violently with the towering pillar of blood, unleashing a devastating energy shockwave that swept in all directions!
The core of the Blood Pool Altar, bearing the brunt of the attack, was extremely fragile under the chaotic beam of light and shattered instantly, turning into dust that filled the sky!
The deputy hall master let out a shrill scream as he was struck by the heavy hammer, spitting out blood as he flew backward. His bones shattered inch by inch, and his aura instantly weakened to the extreme. He was severely injured!
The core array has shattered!
The crimson array patterns that covered the entire Imperial Capital lost their source and began to break, dim, and dissipate inch by inch.
All members of the Blood Fiend Hall who were operating the formation, regardless of their cultivation level, suffered an extremely terrifying backlash from the formation at the same time.
One by one, they coughed up blood, their cultivation levels plummeting!
Even worse, some people died from their bodies exploding!
The Blood Young Master, who was far away, was the first to be hit. He was struck hard by the invisible giant hammer, and blood gushed from his mouth and nose. His aura instantly weakened to the bottom, and his eyes were filled with disbelief, resentment and fear.
After unleashing this powerful attack, Xiao Han's internal power receded like a tide, and all the heroic spirits and wills completely dissipated.
The [Blood Soul Curse Mark] erupted in full force at this moment, and the faint flame deep within his soul was almost extinguished.
His spirits quickly dimmed, and his body could no longer support him as he fell helplessly from the sky.
Just as he was about to fall to the ground and completely lose consciousness.
Directly below him, without warning, a dark, deep spatial rift opened up in the void, capable of swallowing everything.
The crack opened, gently engulfing his swaying body before silently closing up without a trace.
The "Blood Spirit Ten Thousand Gu Insect Formation" completely collapsed, and the blood-red sky covering the Imperial Capital began to dissipate.
A long-awaited ray of sunlight pierced through the dark clouds, shining on this ravaged land.
The crisis in the Imperial Capital has finally begun to ease.
The military, Martial Artist Association, and powerful figures from all sides of the Dragon Nation have now sounded the horn of counterattack!
They launched a final and thorough purge of the remaining Blood Fiend Hall demons.
In the distance, Su Linglong fought valiantly, her sword unstoppable, and finally repelled the enemies who were besieging her.
She raised her head and looked at the patch of sky where Xiao Han had last disappeared.
It was completely empty there.
Only the shattered void retained chilling energy fluctuations, testifying to the terror of that earth-shattering attack.
She just stood there, stunned.
Tears silently blurred my vision.
Hot tears slid down her cheeks, each drop landing silently on her blood-stained clothes.
And within that endless void turbulence.
Deep within Xiao Han's nearly Obliteration, hazy consciousness, he faintly sensed an incredibly familiar and intimate aura.
That aura, vast and boundless, gently drew him in, calling to him, as if to lead him to an unknown shore...
Cold.
Dead silence.
Xiao Han's consciousness drifted aimlessly in the endless void turbulence.
All around were fragments of space and Obliteration energy that were raging to the extreme.
This energy is enough to easily tear apart an ordinary Martial King.
The Chaos Green Lotus Martial Soul instinctively released its last wisp of life at this moment.
Like a candle flickering in the wind, it teetered on the brink of collapse, yet stubbornly protected his true spirit, which was about to vanish completely.
The Eternal Night Void Emperor Martial Soul, however, revealed an instinctive hunger.
It frantically devoured the surrounding dissipated void energy, attempting to grow stronger through destruction.
Deep within the sea of consciousness between his brows, the evil [Blood Soul Curse Mark] became increasingly active and ferocious in the special and chaotic environment of the void.
It was like a venomous snake awakening from its slumber, baring its fangs and frantically devouring Xiao Han's already shattered soul essence.
The pain was excruciating, penetrating to the very bone!
However, it was precisely under this intense pain that the power of the cursed seal resonated and became entangled with the Eternal Night Void Emperor Martial Soul, the Primordial Shadow Source Crystal within Xiao Han's body, and the Soul Origin Treasure Jade in an indescribable and eerie way.
The power of the void!
The power of the Source Crystal!
Cursed Seal Evil Power!
Chaos gives rise to life!
Multiple extreme and chaotic forces clashed, merged, and clashed again within him!
It was as if countless sharp files were repeatedly washing, tearing, and grinding his soul and Martial Soul!
This is an unknown mutation with a slim chance of survival!
The process was a thousand times more painful and dangerous than any evolution he had ever experienced!
Xiao Han's consciousness, amidst this extreme pain, teetered on the brink of utter darkness several times.
Soul, torn apart, sinking.
Falling into eternal annihilation.
Each time he was on the verge of death, the stubborn vitality of the Chaos Green Lotus pulled him back from the edge of the abyss.
The Imperial Capital, at this moment.
The Blood Spirit Ten Thousand Gu Insect Formation has been broken; the death knell of the Blood Fiend Hall has sounded.
The Dragon Nation's government, along with various powerful figures, launched a final siege against the remaining demons.
Shouts of battle shook the heavens, Imperial Capital was engulfed in flames.
Under the cover of several Martial King warriors risking their lives, the Blood Young Master activated the Forbidden Blood Escape.
A streak of blood shot into the sky, and he fled in a sorry state, escaping from the Imperial Capital.
The venomous roar lingered in the skies above the Imperial Capital for a long time.
"Xiao Han! The Su Family! The Dragon Nation! This Blood Wuya will be avenged! I swear I will not rest until this is done!"
He was filled with boundless hatred and extreme resentment.
The Su Family Manor, the secret room.
A rich aroma of herbs filled the air.
Lin Qingxia woke up.
The Su Family used a ninth-grade healing elixir to save her, pulling her back from the brink of death.
She heard the news from Su Linglong — Xiao Han had fallen into a void rift and perished while trying to save the Imperial Capital and her.
This usually sassy and decisive female mentor was trembling uncontrollably.
"Puff!"
He spat out a mouthful of blood, staining the brocade quilt red.
Overwhelmed with grief and boundless hatred, her chest was instantly filled with intense emotions.
The flames of revenge burned wildly in her heart, threatening to consume her completely.
Su Linglong's face was bloodless, frighteningly pale.
These past few days, the inferno of the Imperial Capital, the test of life and death, the excruciating pain of losing Xiao Han —one thing after another has been suffocating her.
My heart feels empty.
But she didn't collapse.
With the support of the family elders, she began to take over the affairs of the Su Family and handle the myriad of miscellaneous matters after the war, and her methods became increasingly ruthless.
It's late at night.
She was always alone, gazing at the sky where Xiao Han had disappeared.
Her red lips were bitten until they turned white, so that not a single sound of crying could be heard.
Deep in my heart, a vow is etched: Xiao Han, no matter where you are, I will find you! I will!
Xiao Han "sacrificed himself to save the Imperial Capital!"
This news swept across the Dragon Nation and spread to neighboring countries.
Countless people lamented the untimely death of this talented individual.
A role model for the younger generation in Dragon Nation, an indomitable legend—this is the praise the world bestows upon him.
Imperial Capital Academy Square.
A white jade monument stands for Xiao Han.
The inscription on the monument records his short but brilliant life, for posterity to remember him.
The Dragon Nation's top leadership has issued a secret order: spare no expense and use all available resources to search for Xiao Han!
I need to be seen alive!
Even if he's dead, I want to see his body!
An endless void of turbulent currents, a fusion of deathly silence and raging fury.
Xiao Han's last wisp of soul fire flickered uncertainly in the wind like a candle.
Just as it was about to go out!
Suddenly, a seven-colored halo appeared in the chaotic void ahead.
The halo was soft, carrying with it a rich sense of life and spatial fluctuations.
The cocoon of light seemed to possess a spirit, gently unfurling and tenderly enveloping Xiao Han's body, which was on the verge of collapse.
Within the cocoon of light lies a hidden world.
A small, secluded paradise, teeming with life.
Green grass carpets the ground, adorned with delicate flowers, and a wonderful fragrance fills the air.
In the center of the secret realm, a crystal the size of a walnut floats.
The crystal is covered with intricate patterns of the Great Dao, which are extremely profound and mysterious.
It throbbed with a "thump, thump" sound, each beat filled with a strange rhythm and boundless vitality.
[World Tree Heart Fragment]!