Chapter 98

With a "swish," just as Sima Yan was forcibly dragged out of the teleportation array, the eldest disciple immediately moved, swiftly blocking the crack in front of the severely damaged array, preventing Sima Yan from continuing to enter.

"Evil woman, you have nowhere to run today!" The eldest disciple's eyes shot out a sky-high red glow of hatred. Without hesitation, he raised his right fist and fiercely struck towards Sima Yan's forehead.

Sima Yan's face changed dramatically, and she quickly moved to the right to avoid it.

"Rumble!" The eldest disciple's world-shattering punch narrowly grazed Sima Yan's right shoulder. Although it didn't hit her, the wind from his punch cut her entire right arm, causing it to bleed profusely. Her robe was completely turned to ashes, and the fresh red blood sprinkled to the ground.

"Ah!" Sima Yan, her beauty pale with pain, couldn't help but cry out. Without hesitation, she suddenly waved her left hand, instantly tearing open the void in front of her, opening her storage space, and throwing Lu Tianyu, who was on her shoulder, inside.

Sima Yan's current strength was no less than that of a Battle Emperor realm, and she also had her own void storage space. However, for convenience and to avoid drawing attention, she had always used a storage bag. Now, with the inconvenience of carrying a person, Sima Yan had no choice but to open her void storage space and put Lu Tianyu inside. After all, a storage bag could not accommodate living beings, only a void storage space could.

After putting Lu Tianyu into the void storage space, Sima Yan had no more reservations. She suddenly waved her right hand, and the demon blade gradually took shape,疯狂吸收天地间的灵气后，瞬间凝聚成实质，被她紧握在手中。

"Kill!" Facing such a world-class expert, Sima Yan dared not be negligent. With a roar, she immediately poured all her energy into the demon blade in her hand. Instantly, the demon blade emitted a dazzling and eerie green light, its power suddenly increasing.

With a sudden shake of her right hand, the demon blade, carrying the force of a thunderbolt, fiercely chopped down towards the eldest disciple's forehead.

As the demon blade descended, even the void could not bear the weight, collapsing and forming a huge crack. Countless spiritual energies from the heavens and earth surged out,疯狂注入 demon blade, making its power even greater.

"Seeking death!" Seeing this, the eldest disciple couldn't help but sneer. He waved his right hand, instantly tearing open the storage space in front of him and drawing out a long, sharp sword.

This sword had no name, but from the golden glow it emitted, it was at least a low-grade divine artifact.

"Whoosh" As soon as this nameless divine sword appeared, it immediately caused the surrounding spiritual energies to become restless, surging towards it and pouring into it. A three-meter radius around it instantly became a vacuum.

This sword even contained its own domain power, indicating that it was at least a mid-grade divine artifact.

Seeing this, Sima Yan's expression became extremely serious. Due to the severe injuries she suffered in a life-and-death battle hundreds of years ago, her cultivation had been greatly restricted, and the strength she could exert was at most that of a late-stage Battle Emperor.

Now, the eldest disciple, with the combined power of four disciples, had reached the initial stage of the Battle Venerable realm. Although it was only one rank higher than her, this one rank was like a watershed, with an insurmountable gap.

A Battle Venerable expert could at least deal with two late-stage Battle Emperors and still have room to spare, without too much difficulty.

Of course, this was the general case. Now, for the eldest disciple to deal with Sima Yan was not so simple. After all, before she was injured, Sima Yan, at her peak, was far more than just a Battle Emperor; she was a being far exceeding the initial stage of the Battle Venerable realm.

Even a broken ship has three pounds of nails.

Although Sima Yan, with her current internal injuries, could not exert her peak strength, she had an exceptionally rich combat experience, which the eldest disciple clearly lacked.

Thus, in the blink of an eye, the two of them exchanged hundreds of blows in a thunderous clash.

For a moment, the eldest disciple could not subdue Sima Yan. Although he had the upper hand, he could not get close to her. Every time he unleashed his killing move, Sima Yan, as if with the power of foresight, quickly responded, either dodging or using a clever method to defuse the attack, causing the eldest disciple great frustration.

This was the advantage of Sima Yan's rich combat experience, and it was this advantage that allowed her to survive countless life-and-death crises and live to this day.

"I can't continue like this. Although I have temporarily boosted my cultivation to the initial stage of the Battle Venerable realm through the combined divine technique, this has a time limit. In less than a quarter of an hour, the effect of the combined divine technique will disappear. If I can't kill this evil woman by then, the Flowing Cloud Sect will surely face a catastrophic disaster, and no one will be able to stand against her." The more the eldest disciple fought, the more anxious he became.

Everything has its pros and cons. Although the combined divine technique temporarily boosted his cultivation by one rank, it had a time limit of a quarter of an hour. Once the time limit was over, the eldest disciple's energy would be completely drained, and his body would suffer severe backlash, leaving him at the mercy of others.

The only way to save himself now was to kill Sima Yan within this quarter of an hour.

With this thought, the eldest disciple immediately and without hesitation thrust his nameless divine sword towards Sima Yan's heart. At the same time, his left hand tore open the void storage space in front of him and grabbed a bead emitting a dark glow.

As soon as the bead appeared, it immediately caused the surrounding spiritual energies to become restless.

Sensing the disturbance in the spiritual energies around her, Sima Yan was slightly startled and quickly probed with her divine sense. She immediately discovered that the eldest disciple's left hand now held a black bead.

"Soul-Transferring Bead!" Seeing this, Sima Yan's face changed dramatically. This bead was a well-known magical treasure on the Divine Wasteland Continent, and its effect, like the Divine Whip, was specifically to harm a cultivator's divine sense. Once this bead exploded, no one could use their divine sense again; otherwise, they would instantly lose their mind, and their entire consciousness would collapse and die.

If she couldn't use her divine sense, she wouldn't be able to lock onto the eldest disciple's exact position. Relying solely on her eyes, Sima Yan, with her strength inferior to the eldest disciple, would be far slower in reaction and attack speed compared to him, who was one rank higher.

"Explode!" With a pained glance at the "Soul-Transferring Bead" in his hand, the eldest disciple immediately injected a thread of energy and, with a wave of his hand, the "Soul-Transferring Bead" exploded with a loud rumble, turning into a surging black smoke that instantly enveloped the entire battlefield.

Within a thousand feet, everything was pitch black, and both the eldest disciple and Sima Yan were within this area.

The "Soul-Transferring Bead" had a very strange property. Once it exploded, anyone within its range would be pursued by the black smoke, no matter where they fled, like a leech that couldn't be shaken off.

Therefore, at the moment the "Soul-Transferring Bead" exploded, neither of them chose to escape. Instead, they both withdrew their divine senses and, relying solely on their eyes, launched their strongest attacks.

Since they couldn't escape, it would be a fight to the death, one of them would surely die.

"I didn't expect the eldest disciple to use the Soul-Transferring Bead. It seems that the evil woman is indeed very powerful, no wonder she made Disciple Ma look so miserable."

"Yes, although the evil woman's strength is inferior to the eldest disciple, she excels in combat experience. She is a ten-thousand-year-old demon, and if not for the combined divine technique, in a one-on-one fight, none of us five would be a match for her!"

"Such a great demon, if not killed today, will surely cause endless trouble in the future. I hope the eldest disciple can successfully kill her."

"There's no problem. After using the Soul-Transferring Bead, no matter how rich her combat experience is, it won't be of any use. After all, for such powerful experts, the outcome is often decided in an instant. Without the use of divine sense, the eldest disciple will surely win!"

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The four disciples watching from behind all spoke, and they all concluded that Sima Yan was bound to lose.

They were right. Without the use of divine sense, Sima Yan indeed lost her greatest advantage. Even with her rich combat experience, the time it took to deduce the battle process in her mind was far slower than the speed of divine sense.

"Crack!" Just as Sima Yan saw the eldest disciple's sword coming from the right, she quickly moved to the left to avoid it. However, she didn't expect the right sword to be a feint. Without the use of divine sense, she was quickly hit by the real sword from the left, which pierced her waist.

With a crisp "crack," a thumb-sized blood hole quickly appeared on Sima Yan's waist, and blood spurted out, turning into a rain of blood that sprinkled down.

With the first move successful, the eldest disciple's face became even more sinister and triumphant. His nameless divine sword, like a dragon emerging from the sea, instantly thrust out hundreds of times at a speed that was hard to see with the naked eye.

Each thrust was at an extremely strange and unpredictable angle, making it impossible to defend against.

"Crack" sounds continued, and Sima Yan's body quickly appeared with countless thumb-sized blood holes, and blood had already dyed her entire robe red.

"Ha ha, evil woman, die!" Seeing Sima Yan's defeat was certain, the eldest disciple couldn't help but feel extremely pleased. He quickly formed a beautiful sword flower with his long sword, and in an instant, thousands of swords shot out, covering the sky and earth as they stabbed towards Sima Yan.

"Go all out!" Seeing this, Sima Yan's eyes flashed with a determined look. Without hesitation, she forced herself to charge through the thousands of sword shadows, madly rushing towards the eldest disciple.

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