Illusion Array

The north city gate had been breached.

However, Li Yuan and the others arrived just in time, so not many Evil Creatures had managed to enter the city.

Li Yuan swept his gaze across the street, locking onto a few scurrying Zombies. He drew his sword and unleashed a sword energy that precisely killed these Evil Creatures.

Li Yuan and Zong Lin flew through the sky, their continuous sword energy and Spirit Arts raining down, killing hundreds of Zombies and Evil Ghosts in an instant.

Warriors and Spirit Masters from the other two directions also arrived, and the Evil Creatures that had broken into the city were quickly annihilated.

A total of five True Qi Realm Warriors and Spirit Masters reached the north city wall. They saw the tragic scene on the wall.

Blood stained the walls, many city guards lay on the ground, severely injured, their screams and groans creating a cacophony. Many bodies, having already lost their lives, were being carried down from the wall one by one.

And Kong Zhuohua, a True Qi Realm expert, along with several Spirit Masters, was locked in a fierce battle with a bald man!

Kong Zhuohua was covered in wounds. His sharp sword continuously slashed towards the bald man in front of him, but the opponent's body was incredibly tough, as hard as metal, making it difficult to break through.

Beside Kong Zhuohua was a Spirit Master named Zhuang Xian, but even his Spirit Arts could barely harm the bald man's body.

When Spirit Arts struck the opponent, the strange, evil energy emanating from him could offset a significant portion of the Spirit Arts' power.

Even if the bald man sustained some injuries, it had no effect on him whatsoever.

Li Yuan saw it very clearly: the bald man had a dark stone bottle hanging from his waist. The bottle was small and exquisite, only about two fingers wide, but it exuded a sinister aura.

Every time the bald man was injured, a surge of bloody energy would erupt from the bottle. This bloody energy, like smoke and mist, quickly seeped into the bald man's body, and then his injuries would heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Li Yuan's eyes narrowed: "What is this?!"

Kong Zhuohua was severely injured, while the opponent could quickly recover. The prolonged battle was not going well, and the situation was becoming precarious. When he saw the reinforcements arriving from all directions, he immediately shouted.

"He's the holder of the Blood Refining Bottle."

"Kill him!"

It was risky to rashly call for support from other city walls, but if they had discovered this holder of the Blood Refining Bottle, the mastermind behind it, there was no reason to hesitate... hurry up and get this guy killed!

Li Yuan moved quickly. While still in mid-air, he flicked his long sword, unleashing a massive sword energy towards the opponent.

This bald man was the leader of the Evil Warriors, Wu Haoqian. Seeing the Warriors and Spirit Masters arriving from all directions, he couldn't help but curse under his breath.

"Those useless fools couldn't hold them back."

Two men in black appeared behind Wu Haoqian, their voices laced with anxiety.

"Sir, the situation is not good. We should retreat."

Wu Haoqian's expression was grim, but he didn't say much. He lightly tapped the ground with his toes and rapidly retreated.

The three Warriors soon disappeared from sight.

"We can't let them escape, we must kill them!"

Kong Zhuohua's nose and mouth were bleeding, his voice filled with extreme urgency.

The casualties on their side were too heavy during this Evil Warrior attack. Even Kong Zhuohua himself was severely injured. If the opponent were allowed to regroup and return, it would not be so easy to deal with.

Moreover, the holder of the bottle had clashed with him. Although he hadn't been injured, a lot of the bloody energy refined in the bottle had been consumed. If they didn't capture him now, they wouldn't have such a good opportunity next time.

Everyone gathered on the city wall and quickly decided on the candidates to pursue the holder of the bottle.

Li Yuan, Zong Lin, Zhuang Xian, and the True Qi Realm Warriors from the other two city walls.

"Everyone, follow me."

"When I fought with the holder of the bottle just now, I left a tracking Spirit Art on him."

The one who spoke was the Spirit Master named Zhuang Xian.

When he fought with the bald holder of the bottle earlier, he saw that the opponent intended to retreat and secretly marked him.

As long as they were within a hundred miles, he could sense the precise location of the holder of the bottle.

A total of five people moved in unison, following Zhuang Xian as they rapidly pursued the direction of the holder of the bottle.

The five people moved at incredible speed, flying through the air, and the distance between them and the holder of the bottle ahead was gradually closing.

The sound of air breaking through whistled past their ears. Li Yuan was on high alert, as pursuing Evil Creatures in the darkness was a dangerous act. It could even be a trap set by the enemy, making them vulnerable to a counterattack.

Li Yuan focused his vision, scanning his surroundings, remaining vigilant as they traveled. If any anomaly occurred, he would be able to counterattack immediately.

As the distance between the two sides continued to shrink, Wu Haoqian also sensed the presence behind him.

"Someone's behind us?"

A hint of red light flashed in his eyes, his gaze ferocious and chaotic, with a trace of madness. This was the result of him absorbing the blood energy from the Blood Refining Bottle.

The blood energy in the bottle not only healed his injuries but also temporarily amplified his strength. However, this temporary amplification came with side effects, making his mental state more unstable and his demeanor more berserk.

"Hehehehe... daring to leave the city... to chase me in the dark..."

"I'll... kill... you all..."

Wu Haoqian's steps suddenly halted, as if he were a nail firmly fixed in place.

Seeing Wu Haoqian stop, the two Evil Warriors beside him also stopped, standing on either side of Wu Haoqian.

Wu Haoqian took the Blood Refining Bottle from his waist and held it in his hand. Black Martial Arts True Qi emanated from his body, continuously flowing into the stone bottle. A faint red light also appeared on the bottle.

A strange power emanated from the stone bottle.

After the Evil Warriors stopped, in just a few breaths' time, five figures appeared before them.

"Running away?"

"Why did you stop running?"

Zhuang Xian said hatefully. Wu Haoqian's several attacks had not only severely injured Kong Zhuohua but also wounded several other True Qi Realm martial artists. Zhuang Xian now hated him immensely.

A hint of mockery flickered across Wu Haoqian's lips. "Run? You're the ones who should be running."

The two sides were at a tense standoff. Zhuang Xian slowly approached Wu Haoqian, calculating the distance between them and secretly circulating the spiritual energy within his body. Just as Zhuang Xian was about to launch a surprise attack, something unexpected happened!

The nearby grass, trees, and stones began to blur and distort, and even the figures of his teammates beside him faded and disappeared.

Zhuang Xian was startled and immediately shouted, "Not good, it's a formation! Quickly..."

Before he could finish speaking, his teammates had completely vanished, and he found himself in a world of blood.

This bloody world was empty, with scarlet earth underfoot and patches of bloody mist in the air, making it impossible to see far.

Zhuang Xian's expression was extremely grim. He had completely fallen into the opponent's formation.

A sneer appeared in Wu Haoqian's eyes. To complete this mission, the Illusionist had given him this Blood Refining Bottle, which not only contained several Blood Robe Evil Ghosts but also a sealed formation!

Once the formation within the bottle was activated, it could trap opponents in layers of illusions!

Thick blood mist rose from the bottle, manifesting as enormous, blood-red figures.

These blood shadows were twenty feet tall, clad in red robes, and exuded an ominous aura. More importantly, they had a hazy, ethereal quality, as if a single glance would plunge one into a deep illusion.

These were the Blood Robe Evil Ghosts.

Their illusionary attacks were even stronger than the Half-step Blood Robes Li Yuan had encountered before!

A total of five Blood Robe Evil Ghosts moved in unison, entering the formation. With the Blood Robe Evil Ghosts' enhancement, the illusions within the formation would become even stronger and more difficult to break free from.

Furthermore, the Blood Robe Evil Ghosts could not only amplify the intensity of the illusions but also attack those within the formation. Under the cover of the illusions, these Blood Robe Evil Ghosts would become even more deadly.

Wu Haoqian stood outside the formation, watching the few people trapped within. Their eyes were sometimes unfocused, sometimes lost, and they were struggling against the attacks of the Blood Robe Evil Ghosts, appearing as if they could be injured or defeated at any moment. A sense of exhilaration filled Wu Haoqian.

When he saw Li Yuan within the formation, he observed that the man's eyes were tightly closed, and he remained motionless. Wu Haoqian couldn't help but let out a sneer.

"What's the use of closing your eyes?"

"Ridiculous!"

Wu Haoqian had a deep impression of Li Yuan. The swordsmanship Li Yuan displayed on the city wall was incredibly astonishing; even he felt a pang of unease.

"It seems... I can't let you live."

A hint of bloodlust flashed in Wu Haoqian's eyes.

He strode forward, entering the formation, and silently appeared before Li Yuan.

He formed his fingers into a blade and thrust them towards Li Yuan's throat!

"Die!!!"

Li Yuan, who had been as still as a meditating monk, suddenly moved. His right hand shot out like lightning, firmly gripping Wu Haoqian's wrist.

When Li Yuan opened his eyes, Wu Haoqian was stunned.

Because he saw a pair of snake-like eyes filled with violent intent!