"My clan brother is alive and well. Do you know him?" the beautiful woman in the blue skirt asked coldly. Her demeanor suggested she felt no fear towards Guangdong Ren or Wang Changsheng; she seemed to have something to rely on.
"It's good that he's still alive. I'll certainly take his life another day. For now, you'll be the interest!" As Guangdong Ren finished speaking, a cold glint flashed in his eyes. He summoned a small red cauldron, which spun rapidly, releasing a vast expanse of crimson flames. These flames coalesced into a crimson firebird, over thirty meters in size, which soared towards the beautiful woman in the blue skirt, radiating intense heat.
Wang Changsheng didn't idly stand by either. He summoned the Cold Mist Bottle, which emitted a large swath of white mist. A colossal white ice dragon, baring its fangs and claws, lunged at the beautiful woman in the blue skirt.
The beautiful woman in the blue skirt's expression turned serious. The feather fan in her hand glowed intensely. She fanned it towards the void in front of her, creating a powerful whooshing sound. A hurricane, over ninety meters tall, instantly shot forth, swiftly transforming into two blue wind dragons, each over sixty meters long, which charged towards the crimson firebird and the white ice dragon.
"Boom!" A deafening roar resounded as the blue wind dragons, white ice dragon, and crimson firebird all dissipated, erupting into a dazzling burst of spiritual light. Red and blue energies intertwined, and a powerful shockwave swept through the air, sending large amounts of sand and stones flying.
With whistling sounds, forty-nine massive red blade shadows slashed down, blocking all escape routes for the beautiful woman in the blue skirt. Thousands of yellow flying needles assailed her from both sides.
The beautiful woman in the blue skirt remained composed. She fanned her blue feather fan towards the void, creating a powerful whooshing sound, and dozens of colossal wind blades materialized. She then powerfully flapped the fleshy wings on her back, conjuring a strong gust of wind that enveloped her.
Boom! A colossal roar erupted as the red blade shadows collided with the colossal wind blades, unleashing a massive shockwave that surged outwards in all directions.
The dense swarm of yellow flying needles was repelled by the powerful airflow and sent flying backward when they came within sixty meters of the beautiful woman in the blue skirt.
A crimson firebird, even larger than the previous one, swooped in, radiating terrifying heat even before it drew near. The beautiful woman in the blue skirt remained unfazed. She lightly fanned her blue feather fan, sending out a large swath of colossal wind blades that shattered the crimson firebird, turning it into rolling flames.
A red light suddenly shot out from the sea of flames, appearing before the beautiful woman in the blue skirt in a flash, less than one hundred and fifty meters away from her. A blinding red light ignited, and a crimson sun materialized high in the sky, engulfing an area of three hundred meters in radius with astonishing heat waves.
Above the crimson sun, countless dazzling golden lights illuminated the void, rapidly coalescing into a giant cleaver, over thirty meters long. This was precisely Guangdong Ren's famed spirit art, the Golden Geng Demon-Slaying Cleaver. The giant cleaver, imbued with an earth-shattering aura, swiftly plunged into the crimson sun, emitting a dull thud.
A blue vortex, several meters in size, materialized above the crimson sun. A giant blue palm swiftly extended from it and slapped down towards the crimson sun, resulting in another dull thud.
With two whistling sounds, two streaks of blood-red light shot out from the crimson sun, hurtling towards Wang Changsheng and Guangdong Ren at extreme speed. Wang Changsheng quickly performed a hand seal, transforming the Nine-Twist Divine Sand into a yellow shield several meters tall, which he placed in front of himself. With two dull thuds, the two streaks of blood-red light pierced through the yellow shield and continued directly towards Wang Changsheng and the other individual.
Guangdong Ren snorted coldly. He slashed his Sky-Devouring Flame Dragon Saber towards the void, releasing a large swath of red blade shadows that transformed into a colossal red tiger, which pounced on the two streaks of blood-red light. With a loud bang, the red tiger was shattered to pieces by the two streaks of blood-red light. Wang Changsheng and Guangdong Ren quickly dodged. The blood-red lights struck the ground, creating two large pits, each over thirty meters deep.
A powerful gust of wind roared out from the crimson sun, which then dissolved into scattered red light. The beautiful woman in the blue skirt was enveloped in a blood-red barrier, on the surface of which was a blood-red bat pattern.
"Blood Bat Barrier! You are a core member of the Blood Bat clan!" Guangdong Ren's expression turned grim. The Blood Bat Barrier was a unique spirit art of the Blood Bat clan, and any demon cultivator capable of mastering it was undoubtedly a core member of that clan.
"A core member!" Wang Changsheng suddenly understood. He had wondered how the beautiful woman in the blue skirt had managed to break the level-three middle-grade formation talisman so quickly. It turned out she was a core member of the Blood Bat clan.
Guangdong Ren's face darkened. He slashed his Sky-Devouring Flame Dragon Saber towards the beautiful woman in the blue skirt, releasing hundreds of red blade shadows that formed a colossal blade, three hundred meters long, which menacingly cleaved towards her. Wang Changsheng rubbed his hands together. A loud peal of thunder erupted, and an egg-sized blue lightning ball appeared in his hand, rapidly increasing in size. Soon, the blue lightning ball grew to the size of a house and, with a whistling sound, hurtled towards the beautiful woman in the blue skirt.
The beautiful woman in the blue skirt lightly flicked the feather fan in her hand, creating a powerful whooshing sound. A hurricane, dozens of meters tall, materialized and met the colossal blade and the blue lightning ball. A booming explosion resounded, and the colossal blade, the blue lightning ball, and the hurricane all vanished.
Just then, a piercing whoosh echoed as a streak of black light shot out from the ground without warning, appearing before the beautiful woman in the blue skirt in a flash, moving with extreme speed. With a dull thud, the blood-red barrier seemed nonexistent as the black light effortlessly pierced through it and headed directly for the beautiful woman in the blue skirt's forehead.
The beautiful woman in the blue skirt was terrified. A bloody light glowed between her eyebrows, and a miniature bat vaguely emerged, emitting an invisible sound wave. When the black light touched the invisible sound wave, it dissipated into scattered specks of spiritual light.
A streak of black escape light flew out from a dense forest, stopping in mid-air. It was Fang Mu.
"This corpse of yours is quite good. It would be a shame not to refine it into a zombie." Fang Mu gazed at the beautiful woman in the blue skirt with fervent eyes, as if looking at a rare treasure.
Upon seeing Fang Mu, the beautiful woman in the blue skirt's elegant face changed. She fiercely flapped the fleshy wings on her back, transforming into a streak of blue escape light that shot away at extreme speed. Fang Mu stomped his right foot on the void, turning into a streak of black escape light, and pursued her at a speed not much inferior to hers.
"It's the Yin Corpse Sect, how interesting," Guangdong Ren said thoughtfully.
"Fellow Daoist Guang, what was that blood-red bat between her eyebrows? Do demon beasts really have so many life-saving secret arts?" Wang Changsheng asked with some curiosity.
Guangdong Ren squinted slightly and slowly explained, "That was the Blood Bat Mark, a unique life-saving secret art of the Blood Bat clan, equivalent to our human race's body-protecting talismans. There should be a transformation-stage demon beast backing her, and quite a powerful one at that. However, this secret art is troublesome to activate and can only be used once, unlike our human race's body-protecting talismans." A transformation-stage demon beast is equivalent to a Nascent Soul cultivator among humans.
Wang Changsheng's face showed an expression of realization. So, she was protected by a transformation-stage demon beast; no wonder she broke the level-three middle-grade formation talisman so quickly.
"Let's go! Let's skip this meal for now. We should get our hands on the Poria Gold Fruit as soon as possible!" Guangdong Ren put away his red cauldron, and he and Wang Changsheng vanished into the dense forest.
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