Xiao Yi Left the Field Gravely Injured!

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Xiao Yi's black hair was disheveled. Her slender jade fingers pressed against her red lips, and a shocking line of blood had already seeped from the corner of her mouth.

Looking at Xiao Yi with her messy black hair and the blood hanging at the corner of her lips, it was especially glaring.

Yes, she was injured.

After suffering repeated attacks from that Soul Saint Level, condensed and lingering Soul Burial Strike, her blood and qi had been violently stirred.

After that, she had forced herself to use the Profound Yin Sword Art, which she could barely manage, and had then endured the backlash from the explosion. Under such blow after blow, how could she possibly come away unscathed?

If she had been in her complete state, perhaps things would have been a little better, but right now, she was sealed.

She had two seals: one of her own, and one from Chen Cong.

Moreover, many of her top-tier inheritances could not be used as she wished. Her combat strength was far from reaching its fullest extent.

The smoke from the explosion had not yet fully dispersed. Amid the hazy mist, several leaf strips tore through the air, whistling straight toward the Green Forest Battle Array.

Their shadows danced, just like a flood dragon swinging its tail, with no ordinary momentum.

They attacked the towering Dharma Body Phantom of Yang Yanlang, yet also seemed like agile flying snakes, rushing straight for his true body and the disciples in formation, aiming to break through the deep barriers of the Blood Spear Battle Array.

Outside the formation, a layer of blood-colored astral barrier tightly enveloped the entire battle array. Battle runes covered it densely, like a river of stars in motion.

In truth, Xiao Yi was not the first person to launch an attack on this battle array.

Just moments ago, Wang Baoqiang had used the cover of the first cloud of smoke to quietly circle around and launch a surprise attack.

At times, he used Berserk Charge with Battle Intent Boiling to attack the blood-colored barrier violently; at other times, he used Earth Splitting Heavy Fist, stirring up fan-shaped waves of force as the ground trembled.

Under Wang Baoqiang's attacks, the blood-colored barrier shook violently, and its battle runes flickered and dimmed in waves, but in the end, it still stood firm with tenacious resilience.

"Circulate the formation at full power! Don't let him succeed!" Qin Huameng cried out.

Naturally, Wang Baoqiang saw this clearly. He was obviously trying to find the flaw in the Blood Spear Formation.

Although the Blood Spear Formation was powerful, operating it required the consumption of a large amount of Soul Power, blood, and qi. It needed a continuous supply of energy in order to function normally.

As long as he could find the key node in the circulation of Soul Power, it was possible to break this formation.

Against this kind of formation, there were only three strategies: sever its pivot, block its resonance, or pierce the surface through a single point.

In other words, he should prioritize dealing with Qin Huameng or Yang Yanlang. Once they fell, the formation would naturally collapse without needing to be attacked.

Next was to interfere with the synchronization rate of the members within the formation.

Although Wang Baoqiang was not very clear on the details, his attacks had produced some disruptive effect.

Of course, several wounds had already appeared on Wang Baoqiang's body at this moment, and blood was gushing out.

Those wounds were naturally Yang Yanlang's doing. His Dharma Body Phantom held the Soul Breaking Spear, and every swing could trigger a Blood Windstorm.

Fortunately, Wang Baoqiang's movements were extremely nimble. He leapt and dodged between the spear shadows and storms, looking every bit like he was fighting a guerrilla battle.

He appeared battered and wretched, but he had also played a major role, constantly disrupting Yang Yanlang's attention and tying down a portion of his focus as he shifted and maneuvered.

Of course, this was also because their formation had only barely taken shape. Its foundation was not yet stable, and there were many loopholes.

And now, five green shadows split the air, unfurling like petals as they swept forward, striking the battle array separately.

Four of the leaf strips slashed viciously toward the astral barrier of the Blood Grinding Array, while only one vine-shadow tangled with the Dharma Body Phantom.

Boom, boom, boom! The leaf strips, filled with the force of Qian Jun, slammed hard into the blood barrier. Under the tremendous impact, ripples spread everywhere, and many cracks swiftly extended like a Spider Web.

The front ends of these leaf strips were also scattered quite a bit by the impact, but some still flew into the gaps, cutting the soul masters like blades and immediately throwing them into a bit of panic.

At the same time, the leaf strips moved extremely fast, attacking the blood barrier continuously like dense raindrops, not giving the people inside the battle array even the slightest chance to catch their breath.

Wang Baoqiang also seized the opportunity to intensify his offensive, making the situation within the battle array even more tense. It looked as if the formation was about to fall into disorder.

Seeing this, Yang Yanlang shouted, "Hold the formation! Don't panic!"

After he finished speaking, his Dharma Body used Third Soul Skill, "Rend." Raging blood flames ignited along the shaft of the spear.

After the Soul Breaking Spear pierced through the leaf strips, it exploded apart. Nine spear shadows instantly severed those leaf strips, temporarily relieving the pressure on the battle array.

At this moment, Qin Huameng gritted her teeth and used the secret technique "Thousand Mechanisms Guidance."

Using the Red Tassel Meteor Spear as a node, she spread out strands of fine red thread, forcibly linking five teammates together.

Once this secret technique was used, the battle runes within the formation abruptly dimmed, then lit up again, and in the end, they withstood this wave of attacks.

However, this kind of secret technique that forcibly bound them together consumed even more blood and qi. Moreover, once there was backlash, they would bear even greater damage.

At this moment, the green leaves around Xiao Yi coiled through the air like emerald pythons. Countless leaf blades, carrying the momentum of tearing through the air, launched encircling attacks against that protective light barrier.

Under the Body-Encircling Continuous Attack, the leaf strips kept striking the spirit barrier, and the muffled thuds sounded just like rain beating against banana leaves. Layer upon layer of ripples spread across the protective light curtain.

The continuous sounds of "bang, bang, bang..." rang out without end.

Qin Huameng only felt sweetness rise in her throat, and a thread of crimson blood spilled from the corner of her lips.

A cold gleam flashed in Yang Yanlang's eyes, and his Fifth Soul Skill, "Sink," erupted into motion.

The Soul Breaking Spear plunged three inches into the arena. In an instant, light burst from the flat ground within thirty meters, and countless spear shadows shot up from the cracks between the blue bricks, shredding the green leaves filling the sky into broken jade and shattered crystal.

In that split second, the Dark Gold Soul Bone in his right arm bloomed with blood-colored markings, and the illusory image of a battle flag, rusted iron reflecting blood as it snapped and roared, unfurled in the wind.

This was precisely his inherited Right Arm Bone Soul Skill—Iron-Blooded King's Banner.

Once this skill was used, for three minutes, the Attack Power of all spear-type martial souls within a thirty-meter area surged by 40%.

From the web between his thumb and forefinger, he suddenly released a clear shout like a dragon's cry, the sound echoing over the arena for a long time.

Nine illusory shadows suddenly bloomed from the spear tip, and the sound of tearing air rose into the sky, wrapped in dense, blood-colored killing aura.

"Nine Soul Burial Spears!"

With that furious roar, the blood-colored spear radiance condensed in midair into nine crimson-scaled vicious flood dragons.

Each dragon head was wreathed in deep-blue vengeful spirits, their shrill wails making everyone's eardrums ache.

The woman in white formed seals with her slender fingers, moving like dancing butterflies. The void behind her trembled, and the illusory image of a life-vine tree dozens of meters tall actually appeared.

That illusory image radiated vigorous vitality, forming a stark contrast with the sinister killing aura of the blood-colored vicious flood dragons.

Nine emerald vines grew wildly from the void, and amid the rustling of countless vine leaves, they transformed into jade-green scale armor. Nine giant green-scaled serpents raised their heads and flicked their tongues, charging fiercely to meet the blood-colored vicious flood dragons.

Azure Vine Flying Serpent Swarm!

The blood-colored vicious flood dragons and the green-scaled giant serpents tore into each other in midair. Wherever scales shattered, blasts of green and red air exploded, sending the arena's bluestone slabs flipping wildly through the air.

The sword arts of the Three Sons of the Chen Clan abruptly changed. A thousand streams of Sword Qi Eternal Radiance turned into a galaxy hanging upside down, weaving together with the green vines filling the sky into a Heavenly Net.

For a time, though the blood flood dragons were ferocious, they still could not take down the vine serpents.

However, Yang Yanlang's Dharma Body raised the blood-weeping long spear for the third time, and the spear tip tore through the sky a hundred meters away, driving straight down.

"The east wind at night makes a thousand trees bloom—Heaven and Earth Perish Together!"

That long weapon, crimson from end to end, swept over like the Nine Nether Yellow Springs. The ancient runes on the spear shaft were now clearly visible, each line burning charred-black traces into the void like brands meant to execute demons.

The mysterious runes on the spear shaft ignited with red light one after another, condensing in the void into the savage visage of a blood dragon.

Its dragon horns jutted fiercely, as if they would pierce the dome of heaven, and lava-like killing aura surged between its scales.

The formation of this Blood Spear Three-Fold Wave truly lived up to its name!

The first spear had only been a pure blood spear, a lone star breaking through clouds. The second spear had carried the howls of countless vengeful souls. Now this third spear actually stirred a strange phenomenon.

Where the blood dragon's claw reached, sand and stone within ten zhang were ground into powder by the astral wind, and even the daylight was dyed crimson.

Between the bared fangs of the furious dragon head, the aura of a Sea of Corpses and Blood surged in and out, and its blood-red eyes looked as if they were about to drip blood.

Sure enough, the name had not been wrong—Blood Spear Formation!

Its momentum was calamitous, terrifying beyond measure.

If this spear landed solidly, someone might really die!

This scene made many people's expressions change. The power of this spear had already reached the high ranks of a Soul Sage, and it was a single-target attack of the Blood Attribute; its destructive force was easy to imagine.

Quite a few people had already stood up to watch, their eyes fixed hard on the arena.

"Older Sister Xiao Yi!"

Zhu Wuneng's eyes nearly split with rage. He was on the path of the blood dragon spear, and there was no time for him to launch a counterattack.

Though his Internal Organs were already churning and he could have dodged, he gritted his teeth and used every ounce of strength to unleash the Golden Bell Shield!

Unfortunately, the Golden Bell that had only just formed lasted barely a second before it was shattered!

He was also knocked limp to the ground, vomiting blood, his appearance utterly miserable.

"Wuneng!" Gao Cuilan cried out in the preparation room.

Seeing this, Chen Bin and Chen Shurui activated their fastest secret technique, Azure Sea Sky Sword.

Although it stirred ripples along the spear shaft and weakened much of the spear's momentum, it was still useless. Both Azure Sea Sky Swords were shattered.

The blood dragon spear still thrust straight toward Xiao Yi, and the situation was perilous to the extreme.

Before the spear edge even arrived, the silk ribbon tying Xiao Yi's hair had already snapped inch by inch, and her black hair danced wildly in the gale like a waterfall.

Fortunately, that veil was specially made, blocking her breathtakingly beautiful face.

Xiao Yi looked back at Chen Xiaojun, whose expression was slightly ashen, and a hint of complicated emotion seemed to flow through her gaze.

Then she turned back.

Her palms began to rotate and come together, forming a flower-plucking gesture.

In an instant, cloud vortices churned across the sky.

Her delicate jade-like fingers overlapped like a lotus, drawing Spirit Qi from all directions to gather toward her.

Deep-blue spiritual flames flickered in her palm, flaring and dimming. As the Spirit Qi continued to gather, a ball of blue light condensed in her palm.

A thousand layers of golden Sanskrit seal-script bloomed in the void, and the Dharma Idol was solemn and majestic, like Mount Sumeru hanging upside down.

The sound of Golden Spears split the air; the cadence of Sanskrit chants cleansed the world!

Subduing Demon Seal!

An ice-blue hand seal suddenly appeared across the sky, as if descending from beyond the ninth heaven, a palm strike from the west.

This Big Dipper Gang Qi version of the Subduing Demon Seal carried both freezing cold and Purification Power.

The blood dragon spear-shadow met it with a reeking wind, but the instant it touched the frigid seal, frost formed over it.

Mystic ice spread from the spear tip like vines, swiftly wrapping around the blood-colored baleful aura. The vicious energy dissolved like boiling water poured over snow, and the mournful dragon roar gradually sank into a hoarse whimper.

Yet the demonic weapon's ferocity was overwhelming; it actually drove the Subduing Demon Seal back thirty meters, freezing every inch of the bluestone arena wherever it passed.

Only then was the blood dragon spear finally sealed by the Subduing Demon Seal, which was being supported by an unending flow of Soul Power. The blood dragon struggled within the ice, but it could never break free.

However, at that critical moment, Yang Yanlang let out a thunderous shout, and an explosion even more violent than before began.

It really was Heaven and Earth Perish Together!

The powerful shockwave surged in like a raging tide. The young girl flew backward beyond the clouds like a kite with its string cut, leaving only ice crystals drifting down through the air, still carrying a faint fragrance.

Xiao Yi kept retreating, again and again, until she was finally blasted out of the arena.

At that moment, Xiao Yi, suspended in midair, lightly pressed her slender jade fingers against her red lips and uttered a single word in an extremely soft voice: "Clumsy!"

Then Xiao Yi landed heavily outside the arena, her steps faltering as she staggered back more than a dozen paces.

Chen Xiaojun was frantic with worry. He leapt over and caught her steadily.

"Pfft." Xiao Yi could no longer suppress the churning blood and qi inside her and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Blood instantly soaked her veil. Her body went limp, and she collapsed weakly into Chen Xiaojun's arms.

That fragile appearance stirred pity in anyone who saw it.