Everyone from the Five Elements Sect had fallen into deep despair.
Elder Yao was being fiercely suppressed by the Third Heavenly Venerate of Soul Hall. Every clash left his aura more disordered, while the blood continuously spilling from the corners of his mouth stained his white robes red.
Calamity Poison Gas surged around Xiao Yi Xian, yet she was still unable to break through Mo Yu's Yin Cold Dou Qi, which clung to her like gangrene to the bone. Instead, it constantly eroded her, leaving her face pale as paper.
Working alongside her several Magical Beasts, Qing Lin was like a lone boat caught in a raging storm beneath Qiu Di's violent peak Eight-Star Dou Venerate assault. She could only barely hold on as fresh wounds continued to appear across her body. Defeat and death seemed only a moment away.
The battles among the middle and lower ranks were even more unbearable to witness.
Soul Hall's low-ranking Dou Venerates were like tigers among sheep, wantonly harvesting lives. Another deacon with Dou Ancestor Cultivation was besieged by two Soul Hall Protectors, his dantian pierced through by a Black Chain. The light in his eyes swiftly dimmed as he fell from the sky.
On the square, the corpses of disciples were mixed with the wounded. Blood dyed the Blue Stone slabs red, while cries of agony and furious roars intertwined, forming a hellish scene.
Just as everyone's minds shook violently at the sight of their comrades' misery, yet they themselves were tightly entangled by their enemies and unable to break free, the sinister Old Ghost Xing seized this fleeting opportunity!
A cruel, delighted grin spread across his face. Black Qi condensed frantically around his single arm at an unprecedented speed, compressing into a black energy blade barely a foot long, yet incomparably