Bathed in the bright moonlight, six won dressed in long skirts of different colors appeared in the valley like graceful swans, encircling the two n.
"Who are you?"
One of the two n said coldly, as a terrifying aura emanated from his body.
"Who we are is none of your business. Go back and tell your Family Head that this place is not for the Blood Demon Sect to trespass upon."
The woman in the red long skirt said indifferently, her voice carrying an undeniable authority.
"Hmph, I want to see what gives you six won the right to say that."
The other man in black robes snorted coldly as a horrifying aura burst forth from him, the strength of which was far more terrifying than that of the Grand Elder and the two Elders of the Forbidden Land.
As this aura was released, it seed as though the very air in the valley solidified, difficult to circulate, and the already devastated valley cracked even more.
Indeed, under the pressure of this terrible aura, countless cracks appeared on the surface of the valley, obviously unable to withstand the fear-inducing strength and shattering apart.
However, faced with this aura that seed as formidable as the wrath of the heavens, the six won remained utterly composed.
"Sisters, attack!"
The leader in the red long skirt called out as all six won began to gesture with their hands, each releasing an incredibly powerful aura, each as strong as the one unleashed by the man in black robes.
The two n in black robes’ faces changed imdiately, their eyes revealing utter shock.
"How can this be? Who are you really?"
The two n looked at the six won with extrely ugly expressions, unable to believe that six individuals with equal strength to theirs had suddenly appeared here.
"Kill!"
The six won shouted in unison, each emitting a powerful force. This force was different from True Qi, it was more profound and formidable, obviously a higher level of strength than True Qi.
Boom, boom, boom...
With a mind as one, the six won attacked, and six terrifying forces bombarded the two n in black. A series of thunderous noises erupted, shaking the valley once again, the sound earth-shaking.
The people in Miao Village, who were originally in their hos, all heard the commotion and left their rooms.
"What’s happening?"
"Sothing’s going on in the Forbidden Land," Miao Chang’an rushed out and said solemnly.
"It’s the sound from the Forbidden Land; powerful figures are fighting," said the Grand Elder in a grave tone.
"By the looks of it, the strength of both sides in the battle must be very formidable," comnted the Second Elder, his face somber.
"What should we do now? Should we go take a look?" Miao Chang’an asked.
The Grand Elder shook his head, "No, with such a commotion, their strength completely surpasses ours. They might even be superior to our two Ancestors. If we go now, it would be suicidal. The situation has exceeded our expectations. We can only wait for the Ancestors’ injuries to recover before making any plans. Pass down the order; forbid anyone from leaving Miao Village without authorization."
"Understood," Miao Chang’an nodded.
On the other side, Miao Xiaoling clasped her hands together, praying that Ye Luo would be alright.
In the valley, after the six won each unleashed a powerful strike, the energy dissipated, and space itself seed to warp, with powerful waves of energy rippling through the air.
And where the two n in black had stood, a bottomless pit had appeared, asuring a full ter in diater. As for the two n, they had been thoroughly obliterated into dust.
Their strength, had they been in the Hidden Sect, would surely be ranked among the top. Yet, under the joint attack of the six won, they didn’t stand a chance—reduced to dust in a single strike, becoming nothing more than dust particles in the air.
"So, these experts from the Blood Demon Sect don’t seem all that impressive, do they?"
The woman in the yellow dress spoke indifferently, her eyes carrying a tinge of disdain.
"Really?"
An eerie and sinister voice suddenly echoed throughout the valley.
"Who’s there?"
The expressions of the six won changed dramatically as they shouted in unison.
Bang!
Suddenly, a muffled sound rang out. The woman in the yellow dress who had just spoken was sent flying backward, crashing to the ground with a mouthful of fresh blood spewing forth, her complexion deathly pale.
Struck by that single blow, the woman in yellow was seriously injured, and the other five won all changed expressions, revealing shock in their eyes.
They then saw a man standing in the place where the woman in yellow had been monts before, dressed in a blood-red robe, his body shrouded in a terrifying aura of blood.
His eyes were completely blood-red, like an endless sea of blood, giving the onlookers a feeling of falling into its depths, and his brows were filled with a sinister air.
"Who are you? Could it be the Sect Master of the Blood Demon Sect?"
The woman in the red dress watched the figure in the Blood Robe cautiously, while the others were channeling their full strength, on guard against this blood-robed figure.
Although the opponent hadn’t made a move, the blood aura emanating from him made them feel extrely uncomfortable and claustrophobic.
"The one hiding in the dark, co out." Suddenly, the figure in the blood-colored robe spoke in a chilling tone, and the woman in black, wearing a purple mask, stepped into the valley.
"Greeting the Saintess!"
Upon seeing this woman, the six won, including the heavily injured one in yellow lying on the ground, all spoke up in greeting.
"Saintess? I wonder which power’s Saintess you are, hiding here, what is it that you intend to do?" the Blood Robe figure looked at the woman in the purple mask with scrutiny.
"You shouldn’t be the Sect Master of the Blood Demon Sect, should you?" The woman in the purple mask said nonchalantly to the figure in the Blood Robe.
"Why?" the Blood Robe figure inquired, puzzled.
"Because you are too weak. If the Sect Master of the Blood Demon Sect had strength like yours, I’m afraid they would have been annihilated long ago and couldn’t possibly still exist in this world." The words of the woman in the purple mask were laden with heavy scorn.
The expression of the figure in the Blood Robe darkened gradually, his eyes flickering with crimson light, "Really? I’m quite interested in you all. Let’s see who you truly are."
No sooner had the Blood Robe figure finished speaking than his body moved, transforming into a streak of blood light as he charged towards the woman in the purple mask. She neither dodged nor retreated, instead unleashing a palm strike that caused a handprint to appear out of nowhere in the void, aiming at the Blood Robe figure, who likewise waved a hand, emitting a bolt of blood light, obliterating the handprint.
In the blink of an eye, the two were engaged in battle, a series of terrifying energies erupting between them. Both managed to control these forces well, preventing them from spreading. Otherwise, the valley would have truly ceased to exist.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A succession of booming sounds resounded as the intensity of their fight could be described as earth-shattering. The scene was undeniably classic and thrilling.
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