Flesh and blood rained down in a thunderous burst.
Centered around the real Pei Ling and Fu Xuanxu, all the other Pei Lings and Fu Xuanxus were blasted away!
Halfway through its descent, the blood rain reverted to its true form, turning into green droplets that carried the fresh scent of grass and trees.
The droplets were crystalline and lustrous as pearls and jade. The moment they hit the ground, they seeped into the earth, giving rise to clusters of emerald-green spirit plants.
They looked like ordinary plants found in the mountains. Their branches and leaves were as translucent as jade, and several flower stalks clustered at their centers, each bearing tiny buds the size of grains of rice. The buds came in vivid shades of red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and violet, and were soft and fluffy as tufts of fur.
A refreshing fragrance quietly spread through the air, lifting the spirits. For a brief moment, it even dispelled the Yin Qi and gloom in the room.
However, though none of those Pei Lings and Fu Xuanxus were the real thing, they were still extremely powerful. The self-detonation of a Nascent Soul Realm avatar had blasted them away and inflicted a few injuries, but not a single one of them had died.
In barely a moment, all the Pei Lings and Fu Xuanxus had gotten back to their feet. The wounds on their bodies were healing at astonishing speed, without a drop of blood escaping.
Seeing that the real avatar had self-detonated to save him, Fu Xuanxu took a deep breath. The Wooden Ruyi in his hand slowly floated into the air.
The Pei Lings and Fu Xuanxus around them attacked again. Mountainous shadows loomed, and fierce blades of saber qi roared forth. Countless attacks surged like a