Taking Action

Yan Nanxue watched this scene, her brows twitching slightly as a flash of barely concealed astonishment crossed her eyes.

Though she felt surprised within, the spell arts in her hands flowed like moving clouds and flowing water without the slightest hesitation. One could see her ten slender fingers dancing rapidly, forming one complex and bizarre incantation gesture after another.

At the same time, her sandalwood lips parted lightly, and obscure, difficult-to-pronounce incantations murmured out. Her tone suddenly grew as high and piercing as the clash of metal, then suddenly sank like echoes in a deep valley, carrying a certain unspeakable and eerie rhythm that rippled layer upon layer out into the air.

As she cast her spell, the surrounding heaven and earth vital energy suddenly grew chaotic, and violent winds abruptly rose on flat ground, howling and whipping up sand and stones from the ground.

The thick, unmelting blood clouds across the sky seemed to be fiercely stirred by an invisible giant hand, instantly churning and rolling violently. Like monstrous waves in a sea of blood, carrying a nauseating, foul, and murderous aura, they pressed down overwhelmingly and fiercely toward Wan Qiu and the other two below, their momentum utterly terrifying to the extreme.

The bitter expression on Wan Qiu's face grew even heavier, and he sighed inwardly.

He flipped his left hand, and amidst a fleeting flash of spiritual light, a jade bottle an inch high, of a glowing purple throughout and carved with dense cloud patterns, appeared in his palm. The bottle's body vibrated slightly, exuding an exceptionally pure wave of spiritual energy.

He was crystal clear in his heart that the Blood Cloud Great Law practiced by the fiendess before him was extremely vicious. It was most adept at defiling people's magical treasures and eroding spiritual light,