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1022. Continuous Combat
The scene was so shocking that even Ling Yuan, the patriarch of the Spirit Clan, was stunned for a full three breaths. A chilling coldness surged into his mind.
In a battle between masters, victory or defeat hinges on the slightest difference. This momentary lapse in concentration presents a golden opportunity for a top assassin like Qing Lin!
A sharp, cold sword shadow, like a venomous snake flicking its tongue, instantly broke through the defensive opening created by Ling Yuan's mental shock, and slashed fiercely at his shoulder!
His protective battle aura was torn apart, and blood spurted out instantly, staining Ling Yuan's battle robe red.
The intense pain jolted Ling Yuan back to his senses. He groaned and retreated rapidly, his eyes filled with a mixture of shock and anger.
"They actually have such a powerful expert guarding the sealing formation?" Ling Yuan's heart sank to the bottom, an unprecedented chill enveloping him. That fleeting glimpse of flame contained a power level far exceeding that of anyone else present!
"No wonder they, a mere handful of people, dared to venture deep into the heart of my spirit realm!"
As Ling Yuan's emotions fluctuated, the internal injuries he had forcibly suppressed began to affect him, and the pain from within his body caused Ling Yuan to furrow his brows tightly.
The sudden attack from more than ten Dou Sheng was no ordinary matter. Even though Ling Yuan reacted quickly enough and used the Ling Clan's great formation to resist most of it, the remaining impact still injured him.
This internal injury could be completely healed in about a day, but now he not only has to fight against the Dan Tower Ancestor Qing Lin, but also manage the entire battle situation, so he simply can't find any time to treat it.
Having just been injured by Qinglin, the balance he was already struggling to maintain was now even more precarious.
Moreover, that red light was the most terrifying thing, always like a sharp blade hanging over Ling Yuan's head, never knowing when it would erupt again.
Outside the spirit realm, at the core of the Mountain and River Trapping Dragon Formation.
Yan Jin slowly withdrew the finger that had just been pointed out from afar, the finger wrapped in crimson flames, and stood with his hands behind his back.
Yan Jin said to Mu Wei, a half-saint and member of the Heavenly Phoenix Clan beside him, "You did very well. You even managed to create an opening for me to intervene, allowing me to launch an attack from across realms. No wonder Xiao Yan insisted on bringing you into this battle."
The one who just made a move, killing all the half-saints of the Spirit Clan and destroying one of their trump cards, was Yan Jin, a nine-star Dou Sheng powerhouse of the Yan Clan who was releasing the Mountain and River Trapping Dragon Formation outside.
It was because he transmitted his voice to Elder Yao that Elder Yao allowed those people to attack the great formation.
Faced with the praise of a Nine-Star Dou Sheng, Mu Wei adopted an extremely humble posture and spoke with utmost modesty: "Clan Chief Yan Jin is too kind. This matter was accomplished thanks to Clan Chief Yan Jin's unparalleled divine might, which allowed him to succeed in one strike. What I did was merely to provide some convenience for the clan chief. If it weren't for Clan Chief Yan Jin's presence here, it would be a great fortune that I could maintain this sealing formation without it breaking on my own."
Mu Wei's words were meant to flatter Yan Jin's strength. However, the words "blockade" and "restraint" felt like an invisible thorn, gently piercing Yan Jin's heart. The satisfaction on his face faded, and a shadow of pain flickered deep in his eyes. How long ago was it that his Yan clan was also sealed off within the Yan Realm, helpless and desperate? That humiliating and hopeless memory instantly flooded his mind.
"Don't worry, with me here, they definitely won't get away."
Mu Wei, adept at reading people, keenly caught the fleeting emotional fluctuation in Yan Jin's eyes. He hesitated for a moment, but ultimately steeled himself and cautiously added, "There's one more thing, please forgive my impertinence. This formation is crucial to this campaign, and Chief Yan Jin bears a heavy responsibility. Please conserve your strength for later battles. Leave the fighting within the realm to the Alliance Leader and the others!"
Upon hearing this, Yan Jin frowned almost imperceptibly, then waved his hand dismissively, his tone leaving no room for doubt: "You don't need to worry about that, I know what I'm doing."
Mu Wei immediately fell silent. Yan Jin was a nine-star Dou Sheng expert, and he had his own pride. His reminder was enough; anything more might backfire.
After the exchange ended, Yan Jin continued to channel his battle qi into the Mountain and River Trapped Dragon Town. For some time now, he had been repeating this process, not because he was worried about the formation being broken, but because he couldn't wait outside the formation indefinitely. He would eventually have his chance to make his move, and the work he was doing now was all so that he could smoothly disengage when that time came.
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The fall of more than twenty semi-saint level experts also had a significant impact on the battle.
Firstly, on paper, the Eldar's core strength was dealt a blow, with almost all available personnel wiped out. This left the Eldar in a predicament of being stretched thin in all aspects of battlefield deployment, support, and defense.
However, what was even more terrifying than the loss of strength on paper was the soul shock that this tragic scene caused to the entire Spirit Race!
Faced with the sudden attack from Xiao Yan and the others, they were initially a bit stunned and their response was not timely.
But when more than twenty important clansmen fell before their eyes, the fighting spirit within every clansman was ignited.
From powerful Dou Sheng experts to young people who have just begun their cultivation, everyone has come to realize that this is no ordinary sparring match. It is a battle for the life and death of the entire clan. Taking a step back means falling into an abyss and having one's bloodline severed.
In contrast, the Spirit Race members collectively went berserk, having no other thoughts but to fight to the death!
hum!hum!hum!
Complex and profound Spirit Clan runes appeared on their foreheads, and the latent Dou Di bloodline within their bodies was fully activated. Their Dou Qi became violent and surging, and all the powerful figures in the Spirit Clan camp received another boost on top of their previous strength.
After activating his clan mark, Ling Yuan was already incredibly close to becoming a Seven-Star Dou Sheng. His hand seals shifted, and a spirit seal, even larger and more solid than before, slammed into Qing Lin and the Pill Tower Ancestor. The other Spirit Clan Dou Shengs also seemed to have been injected with adrenaline, their attacks becoming incredibly frenzied and fearless.
Under the backlash of this collective, violent force, the battle situation, which had been slightly weakened by the fall of the demigod, was instantly reversed in an astonishing manner, and the members of the alliance felt the pressure increase dramatically.
Zi Yan's massive Ancient Dragon form was forced to retreat repeatedly, its scales already showing signs of damage under the relentless onslaught. Yao Su's enormous python form exploded in a spray of blood after being struck by battle qi. The combined attack of Qing Xianzi and Hua Xianzi was disrupted, preventing them from continuing their combined assault; both were now forced to fight back in a rather disheveled state…
The Spirit Clan, through the forced enhancement of their bloodline and clan markings, made rapid progress in strength, and in a short period of time, they managed to suppress the Alliance members and regain control of the battlefield!
Seeing the clan leader and elders display their might and drive the invaders back in defeat, the ordinary members of the Spirit Clan who had been terrified and desperate in the rear had their hopes rekindled and erupted in thunderous cheers.