Ji Ruyue gazed at the young man, his robes flapping in the wind, his face filled with a cold expression. For a moment, she felt a sense of disorientation. It wasn't until Jiang Fan tossed a Rejuvenation Pill to her and said, "Stand back."
With that, Jiang Fan, holding the Frost Lament Sword, moved with astonishing agility, weaving among the zombie puppets. Each sword strike sent a cloud of necrotic energy dissolving into ash under the cold gleam. Every powerful blow brought a puppet crashing to the ground. Within moments, he had slain six of the more than a dozen rampaging zombie puppets on the city wall. This drew gasps of astonishment from the elders and disciples of the other seven sects.
"What's going on with this disciple named Jiang Fan?""His three elders aren't killing as quickly as he is!""He killed another one, instantly!""Every attack is clean and decisive, without any wasted movements!""Hiss, with this level of strength, can he even be called a disciple?"
While the three elders of Qingyun Sect certainly turned the tide, successfully slaying many zombie puppets, Jiang Fan, as a disciple, appeared even more extraordinary.
Li Qingfeng was also stunned. "Jiang Fan, you..." For a moment, he couldn't decide if it was Jiang Fan's high strength or his superior movement technique and quick attacks that gave him the advantage. But after finally securing the defensive line, there was no time for further thought. He called out, "Hold the line! We still have hope!"
He glanced at the sky. Thunder and lightning were already gathering nearby, soon to converge above the battlefield.
Yaoyue, while battling Lei Zhentian from afar, observed the situation. Watching the Huanhuan Sect annihilated and a gap torn in the defensive line, just then, a team from the Qingyun Sect unexpectedly surged forward!
"You won't last much longer!" Yaoyue snorted coldly. The Qingyun Sect's overall strength was not significantly greater than that of the Huanhuan Sect. Even with the aid of the formidable Jiang Fan, a full fifteen hundred zombie puppets—even one of the three great sects couldn't withstand such a force. Such was the overwhelming tide; it was beyond individual willpower to alter. The disintegration of Qingyun Sect was just a matter of time.
As expected! As the number of zombie puppets increased, Li Qingfeng and the other two, guarding the front, gradually felt immense pressure, as if they were holding back an apocalyptic flood, making them feel incredibly suffocated and powerless. This was even with Jiang Fan behind them, continuously using his sword control technique to precisely assassinate one zombie puppet after another. If not for Jiang Fan's powerful support, which alleviated some of the pressure, they would likely have met the same fate as the Huanhuan Sect.
After a brief stalemate, Li Qingfeng and the two others showed signs of fatigue, becoming increasingly unable to repel the zombie puppets. This made the forces of the seven sects extremely anxious.
"Qingyun Sect can't hold on!!!""They are facing too many zombie puppets; our Tianyin Sect is struggling immensely with only around five hundred.""Being able to hold on until now is already their limit.""The defensive line is about to break!"
Lei Zhentian showed a hint of despair. The last of their strategic reserves had been committed, yet the tribulation lightning still hadn't fully gathered. If only they had the time it takes to brew half a cup of tea! Alas, there was no chance!
"Heaven has abandoned us!" He sighed deeply.
On the contrary, Yaoyue showed a hint of excitement. "This time, no one can save you!"
However, just as all sides closely watched Qingyun Sect, anticipating its collapse, Jiang Fan suddenly said, "Take the Spirit Replenishing Pill!"
He quickly swallowed a Spirit Replenishing Pill himself. Battling with all his might consumed far more spiritual energy than simply using movement techniques. The three elders and disciples immediately took out a precious Spirit Replenishing Pill and swallowed it. The disciples' spiritual energy was instantly fully replenished. Wen Hongyao and Zhao Wuji, who were in the Core Formation mid-stage, replenished eighty percent of their spiritual energy. Li Qingfeng, in the Core Formation late-stage, also received a full sixty percent replenishment of spiritual energy. Everyone exclaimed in wonder. With their spiritual energy replenished, they once again displayed astonishing combat power. The slightly loosened defensive line became incredibly firm once more.
The personnel of the seven sects were stunned for a moment, then became joyful. They kept glancing at the sky. Lei Zhenhai also showed delight: "Hold on! The tribulation lightning is coming soon!"
At this moment, thunder rolled across the sky. Bluish-purple lightning, like divine dragons, swam through the clouds, emitting terrifying, world-destroying lightning flashes from time to time.
Yaoyue's face turned grim. She backed away, her face showing intense apprehension. The lightning tribulation had formed; the tide had turned against her!
But just at this moment, Yaoyue seemed to sense something, and a look of delight spread across her face. She looked towards the members of the Zhenglei Sect, a cruel smile forming on her lips.
"Although it's a bit later than expected," she said, "but, it's not too late!"
Jiang Fan had been paying attention to this woman. Noticing her unusual behavior, an ominous premonition instantly rose within him, and he called out, "Sect Master Lei! This woman is full of cunning, with an endless array of schemes. Immediately trigger the tribulation lightning to destroy her!"
Lei Zhenhai looked at the fully formed tribulation lightning, his eyes reflecting the world-destroying lightning flashes. He shuddered, then bellowed, "Members of the Zhenglei Sect, heed my command! Immediately cast spells to guide the tribulation lightning to destroy the enemy!"
The two elders and eighteen disciples immediately gathered together and solemnly performed the guiding technique towards the clouds. The elders and disciples of the various sects, who had been struggling to hold on, showed excitement. They finally held on until this moment! Heavenly lightning was the ultimate nemesis of evil spirits. These tribulation lightning bolts were enough to wipe out most of the zombie army, completely turning the tide of battle! The scale of victory had completely tipped in their favor!
Just at this moment, Boundary Mountain shook. Under the feet of the Zhenglei Sect members, spiderweb-like cracks appeared without warning. Jiang Fan's fiendish spirit gave off an urgent warning: "Something is rushing out from underground, be careful!"
Lei Zhenhai also instantly sensed the movement underground. His face changed drastically, saying, "Disperse quickly!" The two elders and eighteen disciples immediately dispersed in different directions.
Boom—
The ground suddenly exploded from the inside out! A terrifying shadow, hundreds of meters tall, roared as it burst forth from beneath the ground. All members of Zhenglei Sect were instantly sent flying into the air. The immense force instantly smashed several disciples into bloody mist. Of the two elders, one instantly lost half his body from the impact. The remaining disciples also screamed.
What infuriated Lei Zhenhai even more was that the colossal, hundreds-of-meters-tall shadow extended nine heads, which, like lightning, snatched the airborne Zhenglei Sect members, instantly tearing them to shreds!
"No!!!" Lei Zhenhai roared and charged over, trying to save the remaining elder and five disciples. But the colossal shadow's tail, thick as a stone pillar, lashed out fiercely. Lei Zhenhai, with his Core Formation eighth-level cultivation, was instantly sent flying. At the same time, the remaining elder and disciples were utterly annihilated by the sweeping giant tail.
In just a single encounter, the members of Zhenglei Sect were completely wiped out!
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