“Cut the crap!”
The androgynous master abruptly waved his hand, and behind him, a cultivator dressed in black charged forward like a bullet, heading straight for Dincelius.
Incredibly, the cultivator turned out to be a powerful Wandering Immortal Realm Level Seven expert, and his go-to move was Heavenfall Pavilion’s ultimate skill, “Seafall Strike.”
As the gust swept through, the air warped, carrying with it a consuming pull that seemed to devour everything in its path.
“Hmph!”
With a cold huff, Dincelius stood his ground, pushing his right palm forward. A surge of crimson sword energy burst forth into the sky. It was the Bloodbane Soul Slash.
The clash of blade and palm wind echoed with a deafening explosion. The black-robed cultivator let out a horrifying scream as he was flung backward. A gaping, bloody hole in his chest spewed blood, and he died on the spot.
“Interesting…”
Radmus, who was currently both man and woman, lifted the corners of his mouth in a strange smile. A hint of seductive charm appeared on the feminine half of his face. “But… in front of us, your strength… is like that of an insignificant ant!”
As soon as he said that, he initiated an attack.
Before anyone could blink, he was suddenly standing right in front of Dincelius. His right hand, shaped like a claw and exuding a ghastly, dark aura, lunged straight for Dincelius’ heart.
The speed was so extreme that Dincelius felt a bone-chilling coldness rushing toward him. He quickly swung his blade to block it.
Clang!
As Dincelius’ blade clashed with the Radmus claw, a resonating sound of metal echoed through the air Dincelius felt an overwhelming surge of power rushing toward him. His arm went numb in an instant, and he was jolted backward repeatedly A trickle of fresh blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.
He stared in shock at the monster before him. “How How did you manage to increase your strength so rapidly in such a short time?”
Despite his status as a Wandering Immortal Realm Level Eight, he astonishingly found himself at a disadvantage after just one move
“I am… the messenger of the Blood Corpse Saint… Radmus let out a chilling, eerie laugh. “Feel my wrath!”
The dozens of dark-clad cultivators behind him launched their attack at the same time. A myriad of spiritual spells rained down like a fierce storm, relentlessly striking the defense formation around Bloodbane Palace.
The defense formation trembled violently, its light flickering uncertainly
Dincelius’ face was etched with grave concern, he could sense that the defense formation wouldn’t hold much longer under the relentless assault of the adversary
What truly sent his heart racing was the androgynous creature before him, who seemed to grow stronger with every battle. Each of his attacks was imbued with a corrosive spiritual energy of decay, causing his own cultivation to operate with increasing difficulty
“Father!”
Nymeria, brandishing the Blood Cry Sword, rushed to Dincelius’ side. “They’re too powerful! Especially the leader of Heavenfall Pavilion. It’s not even his true self!”
“I know…”
Dincelius wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and a glint of resolution flashed in his eyes. “I’m afraid he’s being controlled by an ancient evil entity. Meri, listen to me. You must go and invite Mr. Chance right away!”
“Jared?” Nymeria was taken aback
“Yes! Invite him!”
Dincelius gritted his teeth. “If we find Mr. Chance, there might still be hope for Bloodbane Palace!”
He forcefully pressed a crimson device into Nymeria’s hand “This is the key to the secret passage Remember this. You must find Jared and tell him that Bloodbane Palace needs his help!”
“Father, I’m afraid Mr Chance might not be a match for this monster!” Even though Nymeria knew that Jared was formidable, it was clear that Radmus had been manipulated. His power had reached the Top Level Wandering Immortal Realm, maybe even higher.
If Jared were to come here, he might not be a match either!
“He might not be a match, but there’s definitely someone behind Mr. Chance. You just need to go! Hurry!” Dincelius urged.
At that moment, Radmus launched another fierce attack. A beam of black energy, mingling both masculine and feminine forces, descended from the sky, slamming ruthlessly against the defense formation of the palace.
With a thunderous crash, the crimson formation completely shattered, sending countless fragments flying and filling the air with dust and smoke.
“Kill them all! Not one should remain!”
Radmus let out a wild roar, being the first to charge into Bloodbane Palace.
