In the air, floating ghostly blue Dao fire waterfalls pour down like a starry river, casting the battlefield in flickering shadows; from the ground crevices surge purple-black resentnt, condensing into twisted ghostly vortices, which occasionally morph into the remnants of fallen warriors, howling as they repeat their combat movents from life.
On a distant cliff, an ancient Spirit Tree, soaked in Immortal Demon Blood, roots itself in a pile of corpses, with blood-jade-like fruits hanging from its branches—a reputed transformation of Immortal Demon Essence, consuming it could resist the corrosive hostility of the battlefield, yet it also attracts countless greedy contenders.
Si Lingle and her group had just stepped into the battlefield’s core when the ground suddenly shattered, and several hundred Corpse Puppets broke through the soil.
These creatures were revived from the fallen Immortal Demon corpses of the Ancient Battlefield: so covered entirely in green scales with bone spurs growing at their joints; so had heads split into three parts, spewing corrosive black mist from their mouths; even more terrifying, so unfurled broken Immortal Wings on their backs, with speeds comparable to lightning.
Si Lingle and her companions quickly entered battle mode, using their respective Immortal Laws and Magic Treasures to engage fiercely with the Corpse Puppets. Although the Corpse Puppets moved slowly, they were nurous and incredibly strong.
Si Lingle was protected in the middle by several people, preventing her from being hard by the Corpse Puppets.
After all, Si Lingle was the only Array Master among them.
Destroying twelve altars and dismantling the distortion field of the "Moon Erosion Heaven Burial Array" relied on Si Lingle.
After defeating these hundred Corpse Puppets, Si Lingle set up an array for everyone to recuperate.
Once they had rested, they continued forward. After less than two hours of advancing, the ground suddenly cracked into hundreds of ravines, and three thousand "Blood Massacre" Corpse Puppets erged from the soil, holding bone blades.
This type of Corpse Puppet had purple eyes, and their movent patterns followed the "Heavenly Spirit and Earthly Fiend Formation," each strike targeting the Immortal Soldiers’ Qi Sea Acupoint.
The Corpse Puppets were too nurous, so Si Lingle also took action. She pressed her fingers together, and the Nine Heavens Annihilation Sword suddenly burst forth with blinding thunderlight.
The sky instantly filled with dark clouds, and nine violet tribulation thunders coiled around the sword like swimming dragons—this was the seventh level of the "Nine Heavens Thunder Sword Technique," "Heavenly Punishnt."
White roared towards the sky, its four hooves shattering the void, transforming the surrounding cloud energy into myriad Thunder Serpents, complenting the sword light.
The shattered remnants of the Corpse Puppets automatically reassembled, with bloody vines sprouting at their joints.
Thick black blood seeped from the ground, corroding the Immortal Energy barriers of the group.
Three golden-armored Corpse Kings rose from the ground.
"Roar——" As soon as the three golden-armored Corpse Kings erged, they were enveloped by the Thunder Tribulation Domain. A Thunder Pattern Array Map with a hundred-zhang diater appeared on the ground, with each pattern crackling with the Purifying Purple Thunder unique to the Immortal Realm.
Si Lingle pointed her sword, and nine tribulation thunders precisely struck the Corpse Kings’ Heavenly Spirits.
The Cloud Stepping Beast’s mane bristled, releasing twelve clusters of thunderclouds to block the corpse tide’s retreat.
Within the Thunder Tribulation Domain, all Corpse Puppets’ movents slowed, with green smoke rising from their joints.
At the most perilous mont, a Corpse King suddenly self-detonated its chest cavity, and the putrid blood transford into poisonous arrows shooting forward. White leapt in front of Si Lingle, its jade horn glowing brilliantly, reflecting the poisonous arrows back to pierce the Corpse King’s skull!
"It’s over." Si Lingle abruptly reversed her sword into the ground.
The entire Thunder Tribulation Domain shrank violently, finally condensing into a rice-grain-sized Thunder Core. White instinctively exhaled its innate cloud energy to envelop the Thunder Core, transforming it into a stream of light that shot deep into the ground—
Boom! A muffled sound ca from underground, and all Corpse Puppets simultaneously went rigid. The ghostly flas flickering in their eyes were transford by the Thunder Core’s remains into pure Thunder Spirits, calmly drifting towards the Cloud Stepping Beast to beco a new cloud pattern around its neck.
The Cloud Stepping Beast could absorb the purified Yin Evil Energy to advance.
Yan Chen and his companions were astounded, was this an Earth Immortal Stage Immortal Friend?!!!
This combat prowess was extraordinarily strong.
Yan Chen spoke, "Immortal Friend Yun Hua, are you a Sword Cultivator?"
"Yes." Si Lingle nodded.
"Aren’t you an Array Master?"
"I also study arrays concurrently. What, don’t the seniors do the sa?"
Unfortunately, they had not studied arrays concurrently.
After nightfall, they found a place to rest, planning to head to the twelve altars the next day.
Xi Wen sat beside Si Lingle, communicating telepathically, "Immortal Friend Yun Hua, with your talent, why didn’t you join a sect and beca an Independent Immortal instead?"
"New to the Immortal Realm, I’ll think about it after so ti of training."
Xi Wen handed over a token, "Immortal Friend Yun Hua, you might consider the Red Sparrow Immortal Sect, the disciples there are usually filled with vitality and energy, inspired by the Red Sparrow, pursuing freedom and agility..." Xi Wen rambled on introducing the sect.
Si Lingle indicated that she would consider it if she wanted to join in the future. For now, she didn’t want to join a sect.
The next day, under a blood-red sunset, twelve Mystic Iron Altars floated around the center of the ancient battlefield, each altar’s surface engraved with "Nine Nether Soul-devouring" Array Patterns, spewing Yin Sha Qi that turned an area within a hundred miles into an inky green poisonous mist zone.
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