Kill

The destructive onslaught that swept across the land gradually subsided.

After a long and relentless bombardment, the gray-white winds, fires, and mountains finally showed signs of fatigue. The howling winds turned into whistling, the flames went from blazing to flickering, and the mountains were gradually flattened by the Four Spirits Blood Array under its stubborn resistance.

Elder Zuo figure stood rooted to the spot, his chest heaving violently, each breath carrying a muffled hum, like a giant beast exhausted and barely clinging to life.

The cloud of mist he exhaled was much thinner than before, and a fine layer of sweat, each the size of a fist, seeped from his forehead. The sweat slid down his ashen face, hitting the ground and creating shallow dents from which wisps of white steam rose.

His deep-set eyes flickered with an uncertain light, like two oil lamps about to be blown out by the wind. The muscles at the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably, and the resentment and anger on his face were so intense that they seemed about to drip.

Lin Ming then raised his head.

Lin Ming stood in the center of the Four Spirits Blood Array, his body surrounded by four-colored light and blood-red light bands, like a god statue wrapped in a colorful cocoon.

He stared indifferently at Elder Zuo, his dark, unfathomable eyes revealing no emotion, like a bottomless ancient well.

Then he flicked his sleeve, a gesture so light and casual, like a musician plucking a string at the end of a piece.

Instantly, the layers of protective covering the outside dispersed, and the broken, half-broken, and barely intact protective layers peeled away to both sides like a spider web blown away by the wind, revealing the Four Spirits Blood Array, which had fully taken shape and was beginning to unleash a ferocious aura.

The grand formation had now completely solidified. The Four Spirits each occupied a direction, with the Emperor Flame Fire Dragon coiled in the south. The colorful flames on its scales and the blood-red light bands blended into an eerie hue, and the light in its eyes resembled two blazing suns stained with blood.

The Glacier Ice Phoenix spread its wings to the north, its azure ice feathers intertwined with crimson light bands, resembling a blood-red tree covered in icicles. As its wings flapped, tiny ice crystals fell from the tips of its feathers, exploding into a small patch of icy mist upon landing.

The Bodhi Ancient Tree is rooted in the East. Its emerald vines intertwine with crimson light bands, resembling a rainforest stained with blood. Every leaf on its crown trembles slightly, like a group of green bells swaying in the wind.

The Earth Spirit Turtle stands tall in the west, its earthen-yellow shell covered with crimson patterns, resembling a giant rock inscribed with runes. Its head is held high, its four limbs firmly planted on the ground, crushing the stone bricks beneath its feet. The crimson light bands between the Four Spirits have condensed to their fullest extent, each as thick as a palace pillar, their surfaces flowing with thick crimson light, like red-hot iron chains.

The entire formation exuded a ferocious and majestic aura, like an Ancient Fierce Beast had finally broken free from all restraints, baring its teeth at its prey with its blood-red maw wide open.

Every Spiritual Runes in the array was vibrating at an extremely high frequency, emitting a deep buzzing sound, like a swarm of enraged bees flapping their wings.

"It's only polite to reciprocate, Elder Zuo. Please try out the power of my formation." Lin Ming smiled, but his eyes held little warmth.

That smile was like a drawn sword flashing a cold light in the moonlight; it looked bright, but it was actually cold.

He clenched his fists tightly, a swift and decisive movement like a general waving a command flag on the Battle Formation.

Then, the Four Spirits Blood Array burst forth with unparalleled light, shooting straight up. The four colors of light and the blood-red band of light shone to their extreme brightness at the same time, like a ignited, colorful sun suddenly exploding from the array.

The light spread outwards from the array in all directions, turning the entire world into the same color.

Colorful, azure, emerald green, earthy yellow, and blood Five-Colored Light intertwined to form a dazzling yet dangerous light curtain, like a colorful ribbon that had been unfurled, enveloping the entire hall.

The light continued to spread, instantly enveloping Elder Zuo.

Within the formation, Elder Zuo's pupils rapidly dilated.

He could feel that the moment the Five-Colored Light enveloped him, the flow of Spiritual Energy around him became sluggish, as if a machine that was running at high speed had a handful of sand stuffed into its gears.

Those crimson light bands, like countless living blood snakes, coiled around his limbs and torso. Each band was frantically drawing Spiritual Energy from his body, like a swarm of leeches clinging to his blood vessels.

The Origin Power the Four Spirits was like a fine millstone grinding within his body. The scorching Fire Element gradually dried up the moisture on the walls of his meridians, the freezing Ice Element froze his blood into semi-solid shards, the extraction of Wood Element slowly drained the life force from his flesh and blood, and the heavy pressure of Earth Element made his bones creak as if he were being crushed under a mountain.

Four completely different forces acted simultaneously on his meridians and flesh, like a group of craftsmen dismantling a wall from four directions at the same time. One removes a brick, another removes a beam; no matter how sturdy the wall was, it couldn't withstand such dismantling.

He tried to use his remaining Spiritual Energy to resist, but as soon as the Spiritual Energy surged out of his dantian, most of it was absorbed by the blood-red light band, as if a bucket of water had been poured out but was being simultaneously drawn out by seven or eight pipes.

His expression became unpredictable at this moment; his grayish-white face would turn red, then blue, then deathly pale, like a piece of cloth that had been repeatedly dyed.

After a few breaths, his originally enormous body had returned to its normal size.

The colossal Dharma Form of the giant was shattered inch by inch under the strangulation of the Four Spirits Blood Array, like a sand sculpture being washed away by the tide. It began to disintegrate from the limbs, then the torso, and finally the head. The grayish-white fragments of Spiritual Energy scattered in all directions like a reversed snowfall.

His true form fell out of the Dharma Form and returned to its original emaciated shape.

He was covered in blood, his black and white robe torn into strips and hanging on his body, leaving no part of his exposed skin unscathed.

In some places, the flames scorched black scabs, in others, the ice froze them into purplish-red sores, in still others, the Wood-Element Power shriveled and sunken like a piece of withered wood, and in some still others, the Earth-Element Power crushed the bones, causing the ribs to protrude sharp edges under the skin.

He lay on the ground, his hands supporting him, his fingers digging deep into the cracks in the brickwork, blood gushing from his mouth like a spring, each breath accompanied by a mouthful of bloody foam.

At that moment, he stomped his foot with all his might. It was an extremely strained stomp; the muscles in his leg were torn from the excessive force, but he still stomped down.

The surrounding space instantly distorted, and a crack appeared in the space that had been sealed by the Four Spirits Blood Array under his foot.

His figure transformed into a streak of light and burst out of the formation. The speed at which he rushed out was extremely fast, like a mouse released from its cage scurrying towards a corner.

Bang! After leaving the formation, he was covered in even more deep wounds, some of which were etched into his bones. These wounds were left when he was simultaneously strangled by the blood-red light band and the Law the Four Spirits as he broke through the formation barrier. Each wound was so deep that the bone was visible, and some of the wounds still had bits of flesh and broken tendons hanging from their edges.

But he couldn't care less about any of that at the moment. He went straight to the top of the hall, shattered it, and tried to escape.

The roof above his head shattered with a deafening roar, sending rubble and dust flying in all directions, revealing a patch of deep blue seawater above.

He lunged upwards, like a startled waterbird fleeing towards the water's surface.

"Trying to escape? Not so easy." Seeing this, Lin Ming sneered, and a long, purple-white spear instantly appeared in his hand.

The spear was about ten feet long and as thick as a duck egg. It was made entirely of divine materials with Thunder Attribute and its surface was covered with dense Thunder Runes.

Purple-white lightning slowly flowed around the tip of the spear, each flow causing the surrounding air to sizzle and burn.

This was none other Spear of Thunder obtained from the Thunder Residence.

Immediately, lightning surged around him as he unleashed the minor divine power of Thunder Punishment, which he had also obtained from the Thunder Residence.

He gripped the middle of the Thunder Spear with one hand, and with the other hand, he ran his fingers across the spear, causing the Thunder Runes to light up simultaneously, like a string of lit firecrackers.

In an instant, countless bolts of lightning shot up from the Thunder Spear, spreading outwards in all directions, like a tree made of lightning growing in an instant.

The purple-white lightning illuminated the entire hall, making even the pebbles on the ground tremble slightly.

He pulled his arm back, raising the Thunder Spear to his ear, the tip aimed at the gray-white figure fleeing upwards.

In an instant, Lin Ming threw the Thunder Spear with all his might, and it hurtled toward the fleeing Elder Zuo.

The moment the Thunder Spear left his hand, it transformed into a streak of purple-white lightning, leaving a straight trail of lightning in mid-air, like a lightning arrow that had been shot out.

The countless bolts of lightning coiled around the spear crackled and popped as it flew, ionizing the air in its path and turning it into a smoky, acrid smell of ozone.

Elder Zuo tried to defend himself. Sensing the approaching Thunder Spear behind him, he turned around, his pupils shrinking to their limit in his deep-set eyes.

He raised his hands, and the remaining Spiritual Energy coalesced into a thin shield of light before his palms. But how could he possibly withstand it at this moment?

The light shield was like a wet sheet of paper in front of the Thunder Spear. The moment the tip of the Thunder Spear touched the light shield, it tore the thin layer of light into pieces. Before the pieces could even fly, they were crushed into nothingness by the lightning wrapped around the Thunder Spear.

The Thunder Spear pierced through Elder Zuo's back and exited through his chest, spraying a cloud of blood mist from his front.

His body froze in mid-air for a moment, like a specimen nailed to a wall, before falling from the sky like a felled log.

His body crashed onto the floor of the main hall, creating a shallow crater. His limbs were outstretched, and he remained motionless.

The remaining lightning surged out from his body, scorching the surrounding stone bricks black and making a crackling sound.