"Awoo--!"
Feng Bo Fei Lian revealed his ferocious true form: a tiger's head and a human body, with wings sprouting from his ribs, and swirling with azure gales!
With a flap of its wings, a raging storm swept across ten thousand miles, instantly forming countless sharp wind blades and storms, like divine weapons. These wind blades swept up countless boulders and debris from the ground, transforming them into Destruction Wind Dragons that blotted out the sky and roared as they pounced on a gigantic figure with eight heads and eight legs— the Wind Ancestral Witch, Tian Wu!
"Roar!"
The eight heads of Tian Wu roared in unison, their voices converging into a storm-like howl that tore through the sky!
Faced with the world-destroying Wind Dragons unleashed by Fei Lian, Tian Wu's enormous body was incredibly light. He stepped casually in the gale, as if riding the wind.
Eight arms suddenly swung and stirred!
Whoosh—Boom!
Centered on Tian Wu, a Great Wind eye of the storm, spanning tens of thousands of miles, was instantly formed!
Fei Lian's raging Wind Dragons crashed into this enormous eye of the storm, but it was like a mud ox entering the sea; it was forcibly twisted, guided, and assimilated by Tian Wu's Law of Wind!
Within the eye of the storm, the chaotic tempest intensified, but all the Destruction power was restrained by the vortex and spun, transforming into countless more condensed and sharper cyan wind blades, like solid crystals. With Tian Wu's will, these blades swept back towards Fei Lian!
"Damn it! The Law of Wind are above my control!" Fei Lian
A tremendous shock ran through him. He flapped his wings wildly, stirring up layers of wind shields, while his body darted and dodged through the storm.
Even so, countless tiny yet incredibly sharp wind blades still pierced through the defenses, leaving dense bloodstains on the resilient body of the Demon Saint.
"Call out--!"
A tiny, almost negligible golden ray silently darted through the chaotic storm, its trajectory elusive and unpredictable, perfectly avoiding all interference from the raging air currents, and piercing straight into the eye of one of Tian Wu's heads!
The Demon Saint Qin Yuan's true form is a divine bird resembling a bee, and the stinger on its tail contains immense terror!
Before the poisoned needle even arrived, a dangerous premonition that made even the primordial spirit feel numb and stinging sent chills down Tian Wu's spine!
He jerked his head to the side, and the tiny poisoned needle grazed past his massive earlobe. However, Qin Yuan's attacks were far from limited to a single strike.
Accompanied by a dense, almost continuous series of sharp, piercing sounds, hundreds of golden rays, as fine as cow's hair but moving faster than thought, shot towards Tian Wu's eight heads from all sorts of incredible angles, like the most deadly golden rainstorm!
"Roar!"
The eight heads of Tian Wu roared in unison, and the sound waves transformed into a tangible ring-shaped impact, shattering or deflecting most of the golden needles.
However, several cunning golden needles still managed to break through the sound barrier defense and pierce into Tian Wu's two arms!
A strong numbing sensation and excruciating pain instantly surged through him, Tian Wu's arms visibly stiffened and sluggish!
The vortex of wind also showed a slight, almost imperceptible fluctuation!
"A great opportunity!"
Fei Lian's tiger eyes blazed with intense light. Ignoring his injuries, he flapped his wings at their highest frequency, transforming himself into a streak of azure lightning that tore through the storm. His massive tiger claws, wreathed in destructive Gale Wind, viciously clawed at Tian Wu's exposed chest, which was exposed due to paralysis!
A nauseating silence and eeriness permeated a corner of the battlefield.
Pale green, jet black, dark purple... all sorts of eerie colors, with bubbling poisonous miasma spreading and churning like living things, devouring light and life.
Deep within the poisonous miasma, a gigantic figure with a human face and a beast's body, its ears coiled with green snakes, can be faintly seen— She Bi Shi! He is the source of this deadly poisonous domain.
"Cough cough... This poison is bizarre; it corrodes the spirit and rots the bones, and even contains malevolent curses!"
Bai Ze's handsome face was now filled with a solemn aura, and the halo of wisdom above his head spun rapidly, emitting a soft, clear light, barely holding up a piece of pure land that was not corroded by the poisonous miasma.
The ancient scroll in his hand moved without wind, countless profound runes flying out, attempting to analyze and neutralize the laws governing this poisonous domain. However, the poison of She Bi Shi not only affected matter, but also contained the most filthy evil thoughts and curses in the world, eroding the primordial spirit, distorting the mind, and even Bai Ze's Treasure Vault of knowledge was struggling.
"Eh--!"
The nine-headed Gui Che let out a violent shriek, and its nine bird heads spewed out eerie, blood-red flames— the Nine Nether Poison Flames!
The flame itself contains potent poison, and burning everything amplifies and spreads the toxicity a thousandfold!
The poisonous flames crashed into the She Bi Shi, and the two deadly poisons intertwined, devoured, and mutated wildly!
"Hiss hiss hiss..."
The poisonous miasma was burned into huge cavities, but at the edges of the cavities, dark green poisonous smoke and crimson poisonous fire permeated and merged with each other, actually generating a viscous, blood-like, dark purple venom that exuded a maddening malice!
The venom wriggled like a living thing, dripping onto the ground and instantly corroding the hard bones of gods and demons into foul-smelling pus, causing even more terrifying curse smoke to rise!
Even the bird head that spewed poisonous flames from the Gui Che was tainted with a trace; its feathers instantly turned gray, and its eyes revealed chaotic savagery!
"Watch out, Gui Che! The poison gas has mutated!"
Bai Ze shouted urgently, and the Wisdom Light Wheel shone Pure Light, unleashing countless rune chains that wrapped around the surging dark purple venom, attempting to imprison and dissipate it.
"The poison of the She Bi Shi contains the very essence of 'evil,' the mother of all poisons! Relying solely on poison to attack poison is like fighting poison with poison; it will only create something even more terrifying!"
"Snort!"
The giant maw on She Bi Shi's face grinned into a ferocious smile, and the green snakes on his ears hissed and flicked their tongues. He took a step forward, and the poisonous miasma surged like a tide, with countless hideous venomous insects and twisted ghostly shadows formed from the deadly poison shrieking as they pounced out from the miasma.
"Bai Ze, what good is your light of wisdom? Can it purify the evil in this world?"
Today, I will make your souls nourish my abyss of ten thousand poisons!
With no magical treasures in hand, but merely grasping, the immense power of poison condensed into two enormous, rotting ghost claws, carrying overwhelming malevolent curses, fiercely grabbing at Bai Ze's wheel of wisdom and the true form of the Gui Che!
Bai Ze's expression was more severe than ever before. Ancient scrolls fluttered, and the runes of the wisdom halo surged, transforming into layers of book pages that fiercely resisted the invasion of the rotting ghost claws. The Pure Light and the filthy curse clashed fiercely, emitting a "sizzling" sound of dissolving.
The nine bird heads of the Gui Che frantically spewed out poisonous flames, poisonous sand, and yin winds, clashing with the swarming poisonous insects and ghostly shadows. Although the Nine Nether Poison Flames were fierce, they were consumed by the continuous stream of filthy poisons, and the two sides were caught in the most dangerous and filthy war of attrition.
At the intersection of all the battlefields between the Demon Saint and the Ancestral Witch, one area stands out conspicuously.
Time seems to have lost its measure here. At times, it is like solidified amber, with bizarre fragments of the battlefield suspended in mid-air; at other times, it is like an accelerating torrent, with countless figures appearing and disappearing, leaving behind distorted afterimages.
The tributaries of time intertwine in a chaotic manner here.
The Time Ancestral Witch, Zhu Jiuyin, has a human face and a snake's body. The opening and closing of his eyes marks the cycle of day and night. He quietly resides at the center of the turbulent flow of time, as if he has existed since time immemorial.
He did not directly attack any of the Demon Saint, but simply watched quietly, manipulating the flow of time and influencing the rhythm of the entire battlefield.
It is the quietest of the Ancestral Witch, yet also one of the most terrifying beings.