The woman in red swept a hateful glance over that pack of idiots. She tossed up the bell in her hand, and the instant it floated into the air, it rang on its own, scattering the incoming blood qi.
She shot toward the sphere of blood qi hanging high in the center of the ritual formation. Behind her, the phantom blood lotus spread out and enveloped it.
Seeing this, the Wind Sword Sect's leader understood the situation too.
This was the Holy Religion's final ritual. This Holy Mother had to be real.
The Wind Sword Sect's leader swiftly drew his sword to provide support, with several Golden Core elders close behind. Several flying swords shot from their sheaths, swiftly splitting into dozens and attacking Chu Xingchen in a frenzy.
Without hesitation, Chu Xingchen controlled the blood qi in the area, making it rapidly cling to Yaoqin.
"Accept the blood qi."
Yaoqin did not hesitate at his words. She quickly dispersed her spiritual energy shield and allowed the blood qi to wrap around her. Almost immediately, she felt that she could now command the clinging blood qi as easily as her own limbs, and that it was continuously supplying an extremely frenzied energy.
This greatly eased the strain on Yaoqin's spiritual energy.
It was just that Yaoqin's icy expression, paired with the blood qi coiling around her, made her look far more like an evil cultivator than Chu Xingchen.
After first swallowing an emergency healing pill, Yaoqin closed in. Spiritual power gathered in her sword once more, and the surrounding blood qi swiftly clung to it as well.
With a cold shout, Yaoqin charged with her sword at the four Golden Core cultivators of the Wind Sword Sect, who were desperate to come to the rescue.
The Heavenly Derivation Supreme Clarity