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Starlight and Sword Aura intertwined unexpectedly without any clang of metal. Countless thin, hooked sword strikes were dense, but the Starlight unleashed by Bu with his spear was even more intense, forming a fan-shaped defense that repelled all attacks as he retreated. The sound of their clash echoed like raindrops hitting the ground.
Bu's brow gradually furrowed, and his hands holding the spear began to tingle. Faced with the continuous onslaught of Sword Aura, if he did not activate Bloodline Transformation, it would be difficult for him to hold on.
"It seems I need to break through my realm quickly. My energy cultivation is still too weak. Without activating Bloodline Transformation, I can't fight above my level."
A sense of urgency arose within him as he saw Xinba approaching with a sinister smile, throwing a powerful punch. Bu's gaze turned cold as he decisively activated the second stage of Bloodline Transformation.
Five minutes had passed since he left the cave, and at this critical moment, every second counted. Five minutes was too extravagant; if he did not resolve the battle quickly, it would be problematic when the Two-Headed Lizard King Beast returned after dealing with Byron and the others.
Meanwhile, outside on the mountaintop, Byron and his group were in a dire situation. The strongest among them, Byron, had disheveled hair and a pale complexion, clearly poisoned. Although they had prepared antidotes in advance, these could only alleviate the ordinary poison mist emitted by the Two-Headed Lizard. Against the poison mist from a Quasi-Advanced King Beast, the antidotes were useless.
The sound of explosions echoed across the mountaintop as Byron staggered, desperately dodging the mocking attacks from the Two-Headed Lizard King Beast. His hands, gripping the sword, were covered in blood; his movements with the Broad Sword were no longer as swift as at first. A massive hole in his abdomen showed that despite forcing his muscles to constrict to stop the bleeding, he was severely injured.
Not just him; the other five were also in a precarious situation. Facing hundreds of frenzied Two-Headed Lizards, even with the protection of the Seven Star Formation, and having killed dozens in retaliation, their consciousness was nearly collapsing under the relentless tide of attacks. They were drenched in sweat, exhausted as if they had just emerged from water.
"That bastard Xinba better not let his family off! Why hasn't he shown up yet? Boss, we can't hold on much longer!"
Struggling to fend off a biting Two-Headed Lizard, Scarred Man gasped for breath while cursing loudly as he retreated. His armor was shattered behind him, revealing a deep claw mark that was horrifying to behold; every movement caused fresh blood to seep from the wound.
"Hold on for another minute."
Byron coughed up blood and shouted fiercely. At this moment, he had lost all composure. As soon as he finished speaking, his body was once again sent flying like a sandbag by the Two-Headed Lizard King Beast, which seemed to find pleasure in tossing its enemies around like a child with a new toy. There was even a hint of sadistic excitement in its golden eyes.
"What do we do? Byron and his team are about to collapse, and that Fellow hasn't sent any news yet." Unable to sit still while observing from inside the cave, Eve felt anxious; her beautiful face was filled with worry as she couldn't help but ask the always calm Hong Lian.
"Wait." Hong Lian's response was succinct; his indifferent voice remained unchanged throughout, just like his calm eyes.
Eve found herself speechless; her anxious expression froze as she looked at Hong Lian, who had closed his eyes again to meditate. She now doubted whether this Fellow before her even possessed "emotions," given his unchanging indifference that made her feel utterly drained of energy to even complain.
She had no idea that this so-called elder brother was merely an External Avatar of his. In this era where deities lay dormant and legends were hard to find, an External Avatar was a rare and unique entity. Moira couldn't even recognize it, let alone think in that direction.
Inside the cave of the Two-Headed Lizard King Beast, he knew that time was of the essence and that he needed to act decisively. He immediately activated the second stage of Bloodline Transformation, Avatar Viscount.
His eyes instantly turned blood red, sharp fangs emerged, and cold light glimmered as his claws extended. A pair of blood-red wings suddenly appeared from his back, unfolding in a bizarre and terrifying manner.
Sinba's grin froze abruptly. His powerful punch, which had been launched with tremendous force, was about to strike down when Bu blocked countless Sword Auras. However, this punch was suddenly enveloped by Bu's palm, coming to a complete halt despite the raging energy surging forth; it could not advance even a fraction.
"You..." Sinba's pupils constricted sharply, his face filled with horror as he looked at Bu, who now appeared bizarre and terrifying. A chill ran down his spine.
"The battle should come to an end," a voice as cold as if it came from the depths of hell echoed. Bu's elongated eyes were entirely blood red, filled with a bloodthirsty desire. Just a glance made Sinba feel every hair on his body stand on end, as if he were being targeted by the Grim Reaper.
"Ancient Gun Taiyuan, Unleash in Anger—Revolution!"
With one hand swinging the gun, the form expanded dramatically. The blood-red gun tip encompassed all directions like a sea of blood. Countless fine blood-red projectiles shot out like bullets from a chamber. In an instant, Sinba's Hooked Longsword let out a mournful cry as the numerous sharp Sword Auras surrounding Bu were all shattered.
Amidst the gathering blood-red projectiles, it resembled a sea of blood cascading down from nine heavens—a blood dragon feasting on fresh blood—rampaging through Sinba's assault and striking him with countless projectiles formed from this terrifying sea of blood.
"No!" Sinba's face was filled with dread; the fear in his eyes was chilling. His fist was still firmly grasped by Bu's hand, and his longsword had been sent flying far away. In this situation, he had no ability to defend himself. Only the Seven Star Formation above his head sensed danger and spun rapidly, barely managing to cast a cascade of light to protect him just before the attack struck.
Boom!
The thunderous roar echoed throughout the cave. At that moment, the underground river surged upward amidst the thunderous sound, causing countless stalactites to shatter and fall to the ground. It even directly shattered piles of ancient bones that had accumulated over countless years within the cave. Water splashed everywhere; dust filled the air; bone powder scattered around, making the entire scene resemble a landslide.
This was Bu's peak power unleashed in a single strike. The force of the gun was already as heavy as a mountain with astonishing lethality. Coupled with the concentrated blood-red projectiles, the Taiyuan Spear weighing over nine hundred pounds surged forward like falling thunder; its might exceeded ten thousand pounds!
The Seven Star Formation’s protective cascade trembled violently under this strike. The rotation speed of the Seven Star Formation became increasingly astonishing; within less than a thousandth of a second due to its incredible speed, it generated sparks from air friction. After just one breath, the Seven Star Formation exploded into fragments with a loud bang; its protective light dissipated entirely as the blood-red spearhead drove straight into Sinba's chest.
Words alone could not describe this shocking scene. Sinba's body felt as fragile as paper; at that moment when pierced by the spear, blood erupted from countless tiny pores all over him, instantly transforming him into a figure drenched in blood.
"Ah!" A piercing scream echoed through the vast cave, the sound reverberating like a wailing ghost. Simba's expression was filled with fear, resentment, and regret, a mix of emotions etched across his bloodied face, creating a terrifying sight.
"This is impossible." The extreme unwillingness and hatred towards Bu drove Simba to madness. He still had one last trump card, a desperate measure he had never used since learning it—a forbidden technique that involved reversing his energy meridians to self-destruct.
Crack! In an astonishing moment, Simba's body suddenly swelled like an inflated balloon. His eyes were filled with madness, unwillingness, and vengeful resentment. This gaze only caught Bu's attention for a moment before Simba's eyeballs exploded with a loud bang.
"Not good!" Bu Xin was startled, a strong sense of crisis enveloping him. A chill ran from his tailbone up his spine; there was no time for further thought—he had to dodge!
In an instant!
With a flap of his wings, Bu's figure appeared several dozen feet away. At the same time, a deafening explosion erupted. Terrifying energy burst forth like a disaster; Simba's body shattered into pieces, blood, bones, and muscles vaporizing before they even hit the ground. A circular shockwave erupted with lightning speed, violently striking Bu.
The overwhelming force was terrifying and unimaginable. Bu couldn't react in time; his entire body was propelled hundreds of feet away by an irresistible force, crashing through countless stalactites before finally smashing into the rock wall.
During this process, he felt as if every limb and bone in his body was being crushed by immense underwater pressure. His skin couldn't withstand it and tore apart instantly; before the blood could scatter, his red muscles were ripped into countless strips. Only his bones cracked under the strain but did not completely shatter.
An indescribable agony spread throughout his body; this pain exceeded Bu's limits. As his body slammed into the rock wall, his eyes widened in shock, consciousness fading into darkness as he lost consciousness.
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