Chapter 72

The main building of Leiyin Valley, a pagoda, was made of some unknown special material. Despite its black surface, the interior of the floors was not dark.

The second floor of the pagoda was still spacious, with no windows on the walls. Instead, there were eight light holes in each direction. The dense spiritual energy in the valley blocked part of the sunlight, so not much light could enter the pagoda. However, even this faint light, when reflected off the black walls, created a very bright feeling, allowing one to see every corner of the floor clearly.

At this moment, more than half of the over twenty gray-robed corpses on the second floor had been used by Shen Xiaowan as "projectiles" and shot at Mr. Xu, who then incinerated them with his black spiritual energy flames. The charred bones scattered on the ground, contrasting with the black walls, creating a hellish and terrifying atmosphere.

Under the combined "single combat" efforts of Shen Dachui and Zhong Wen, Mr. Xu's breathing became increasingly coarse. His originally neatly combed long hair was now in disarray, and his clothes were torn by sharp blades and swords. His eyes turned increasingly red, making him look extremely disheveled and no longer as composed and calm as when they first met.

With a light "whoosh," Leng Wushuang's sneak attack finally left a shallow wound on Mr. Xu's right arm, and a stream of Yin cold energy flowed into his body.

Although the Earth Wheel level spiritual energy could not cause much damage to Mr. Xu, who was already at the high stage of the Heaven Wheel, the severe cold of the Primordial Yin Power still made him feel uncomfortable. His entire body momentarily froze, and he accidentally got hit by another sword from Liu Qiqi.

Being suppressed by a group of young men and women whose cultivation was far inferior to his own already made him extremely frustrated. Occasionally, a corpse would fly towards him from behind, and his ears were constantly filled with Zhong Wen's shrill shouts. Mr. Xu's patience finally reached its limit.

"It's you who forced me." His eyes turned completely blood red, with no trace of white.

A terrifying and brutal aura emanated from Mr. Xu's body, enveloping everyone around him. Shen Dachui's momentum was completely suppressed, and he spat out a mouthful of blood without even engaging in direct combat.

At this moment, Mr. Xu's eyes were bloodshot, with blood vessels spreading from the center of his eyeballs to the sides of his face. His hair stood on end, and his aura was even more powerful than before. The air around him was scorched by black spiritual energy, producing a wisp of blue smoke. His white clothes billowed, and the shredded pieces of fabric fluttered. Just standing there, he looked like a blood-red demon from hell, instilling endless fear and oppression.

"This is..." The old man Shen's face changed. "The secret technique of burning blood!"

Before anyone could react from their shock, Mr. Xu's figure flashed, and he appeared in front of Shen Dachui at a speed almost impossible to see with the naked eye. A sinister smile appeared on his face as his right hand, enveloped in black spiritual energy flames, was raised high. "As long as you die, won't they be at my mercy?"

Not good!

At this moment, including Nangong Ling and Zhong Wen, everyone's face turned pale. Mr. Xu's keen eyesight instantly saw through the fatal flaw in Zhong Wen's group: they only had one Heaven Wheel cultivator.

Why am I so useless!

Shen Dachui could not react in time and could only watch helplessly as Mr. Xu's right hand approached his head, deeply hating his own powerlessness. Since leaving the mountain, he had faced Xiao Wenjian, Lao Hei, and now Mr. Xu, all of whom were Heaven Wheel experts. Each time, he could not match their strength and had to rely on the help of the Flying Flower Palace to overcome the difficulties, which made him, who was once proud, feel a deep sense of failure.

However, Leng Wushuang, who was closest to Shen Dachui, reacted in time. Her long sword, carrying a momentum that could shake the heavens and destroy gods, pierced towards Mr. Xu's heart, attacking his vital point.

A fatal strike!

At this critical moment, she held nothing back and used this one-hit killing technique.

"Huh?" Mr. Xu was startled by Leng Wushuang's terrifying sword momentum. "What a powerful sword technique!"

If it were anyone else, facing such a fatal strike unprepared, they would either die or be severely injured.

However, Mr. Xu, coming from a holy land, had profound cultivation. His body twisted in an extremely awkward and strange posture, narrowly avoiding the heart, and used his left shoulder to block Leng Wushuang's fierce and unparalleled sword. At the same time, he swung his right hand, bringing up a mass of black spiritual energy flames, and struck Leng Wushuang's full chest heavily.

"Wushuang!" Zhong Wen was shocked.

This silly girl, why does she always have to bear everything on her own!

His heart felt as if pierced by a thousand arrows, causing him immense pain.

Having witnessed the power of the black flames, everyone knew that if the body was touched by this spiritual energy flame, it would turn to ashes in a few breaths, leaving no time for rescue.

He quickly rushed to Leng Wushuang's side, not caring if he would be touched by the black flames, and lifted her up.

He saw that the girl's face was pale, and a trickle of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, indicating that she had been internally injured by Mr. Xu's palm.

However, the expected scene of Leng Wushuang being consumed by the black flames and turning to ashes did not occur. The spiritual energy flames dissipated quickly after hitting her.

Zhong Wen let out a sigh of relief, feeling a lingering heartache, and hurriedly fed her a Revitalizing Pill.

"What!" Mr. Xu's face changed dramatically when he saw his得意手段失效, for a moment he forgot to continue his attack.

What cultivation method does this girl practice that can resist my "Spirit Eroding Dark Flame"? Could her cultivation method be of a higher grade than my spiritual technique?

Mr. Xu, coming from a holy land, practiced a spiritual technique that surpassed the gold grade. The fact that Leng Wushuang could resist his spiritual technique with her own cultivation method made him speculate wildly. He had already believed about seven or eight tenths of Zhong Wen's fabricated identity as a member of the "Wen Dao Academy."

A cultivation method of this grade, with my status in the Dark God Temple, I absolutely do not have the qualifications to practice. If I can capture her and force her to reveal the cultivation method...

Thinking of this, he could not help but be excited, and his gaze towards Leng Wushuang became intensely passionate.

At this moment, Liu Qiqi, Zheng Yueying, and Nangong Ling had gathered around Shen Dachui, and they attacked Mr. Xu, who was deep in thought, with their swords and knives.

"Ants!" With the secret technique, Mr. Xu's strength had greatly increased, and he no longer took Shen Dachui and the others seriously. He waved his right hand, and a powerful spiritual energy swept over, instantly knocking Liu Qiqi and the others off balance.

"Hold on!" Shen Dachui shouted, encouraging everyone, "The cost of using such a secret technique is great. Once the effect passes, he will definitely fall into a weakened state. As long as we can hold on through this time, victory will be ours!"

"Annoying old man!" A hint of ferocity flashed in Mr. Xu's eyes, and he fiercely struck Shen Dachui with his right hand.

Fortunately, his left shoulder had been pierced by Leng Wushuang, and his left arm was temporarily unusable. Liu Qiqi and the others managed to barely protect Shen Dachui from Mr. Xu's right hand. Meanwhile, Shen Xiaowan, hiding in the distance, threw a corpse at the right time, effectively diverting Mr. Xu's attention.

As Shen Dachui had said, the secret technique Mr. Xu used was at the cost of burning his blood, temporarily increasing his combat power. Everything has its balance, and such a powerful secret technique inevitably had some side effects. This secret technique could only last for a moment and would cause significant damage to the body. After the effect wore off, the user would fall into a weakened state for over ten days.

After using the secret technique, Mr. Xu had planned to quickly kill Shen Dachui and then slowly deal with the remaining young men and women. His strategy was not wrong, but it was foiled by Leng Wushuang.

Now, with a wounded arm, Mr. Xu seemed to have the upper hand, pressing Shen Dachui and the others to the point where they could hardly breathe. In reality, he was in a difficult position. If he could not quickly defeat his opponents, as time passed, he would become increasingly passive.

"Xiaowan." Zhong Wen gently placed Leng Wushuang on the ground and called out to Shen Xiaowan, who was in the distance, "Come over here!"

"Brother Chef, what's up?" Shen Xiaowan, hearing the call, threw down the corpse in her hand and skipped over to him.

"Can you take care of Wushuang for me?" Zhong Wen gently patted her head and said softly, "You all stay back a bit. I'm going to teach that bad guy a lesson."

"Sure, leave it to me." Shen Xiaowan cheerfully patted her flat chest and readily agreed.

Zhong Wen lifted his head and coldly looked at Mr. Xu, who was engaged in battle with Liu Qiqi and the others. His eyes revealed a barely concealed killing intent.

Daring to harm Wushuang, whether you are a Heaven Wheel expert or a Spirit Venerable, you will pay the price!

Zhong Wen put a 'Revitalizing Pill' in his mouth, gripped the long sword that glowed with a faint light in his right hand, stood up, and slowly walked towards the battlefield...