The instant the willow branch's rosy glow plunged into the blood mist, the azure light of Shanshengzi's secret technique finally collapsed. Several wisps of blood thread, seeming on the verge of breaking yet still connected, shot out like arrows and vanished into midair. When they reappeared, they were within the blood mist imprisoned by True Person Du'e.
"Wuu~~" A tremendous gale rose. "Rumble, rumble!" Thunder suddenly erupted. "Boom~" A difficult, barely perceptible syllable emerged, incomparably obscure and ancient. This syllable, this thunder, this wind—Xiao Hua knew them well. They were precisely what he had heard back at Misty Mountain.
Moreover, these sounds came entirely from the blood threads connecting the blood mists formed by Wu Nai and Xue Xue.
It was truly bizarre beyond measure!
"Not good~" Both True Person Du'e and Shanshengzi immediately sensed that something was wrong. An indescribable palpitation arose in their hearts! Yet before they could make any further moves, with a deafening boom, the two blood mists burst through the restraints of the two mid-Nascent Soul stage cultivators and rapidly spread several zhang around them.
True Person Du'e did not dare hesitate. He hurriedly activated his protective golden light, but unfortunately, the blood mist was too strange. The moment True Person Du'e's protective golden light touched it, it was immediately tainted, seeping into True Person Du'e's flesh with terrifying speed!
"This..." True Person Du'e was greatly alarmed. As he frantically circulated the spiritual power within his body, his thoughts raced, and the hand seals in his hands flew. He unleashed every secret technique he knew...
"Blood curse??? Damn it!" Golden light likewise flickered all around Shanshengzi's body, but his situation was the same as True Person Du'e's. The blood mist was like the bone-eroding hatred of Xue Xue and Wu Nai; golden light could not