The remaining soldiers discovered the gravity of the situation. Some even dropped their swords and began to flee in panic.
"We must report this to the Divine Emperor, the Ghost King! This woman is the Ghost King!"
Not only was she protected by the Demon Lord, but she had also contracted the four ancient divine beasts!
If she were to ascend to the Nine Heavens, the consequences would be unimaginable! She must be reported to the Divine Emperor to be eliminated!!!
"Dong—"
The fleeing soldiers crashed into the barrier, their noses hitting it with a sharp pain.
Bai Ran turned her head to look. On the city wall, Long Jinhan slowly lowered his hand, a beautiful arc bending his lips.
Bai Ran smiled back and leaped from Suzaku's back, landing steadily before them.
She held her fire-colored sword and charged at them, a powerful spiritual energy fluctuation emanating from her.
Although they were ordinary soldiers of the Divine Realm, they were still from the Nine Heavens and not easily dealt with by ordinary people.
"Clang—clang—"
The swords clashed, and the woman weaved through the crowd like a nimble fish.
However, fighting inevitably led to friction. Bai Ran's skirt was torn in several places, revealing her bleeding flesh.
But her eyes were incredibly resolute, and a smile of lingering enjoyment played on her lips.
In this battle, the Divine Realm was completely defeated, with not a single soldier from their vast army surviving.
Outside Black Crow City, the living dead collapsed en masse. The entire plain was littered with corpses.
Blood flowed slowly, seeping deep into the soil.
The sun rose, and its warm rays illuminated the land, bright and dazzling.
Bai Ran's body swayed and was supported by a large hand. She turned her head to see Long Jinhan standing beside her.
"Girl, you are about to advance."
Bai Ran nodded, the spiritual energy in her limbs and bones surging uncontrollably: "Indeed, there is a tendency to advance."
At the same time, the fourth layer of the seal within her body was loosening.
Bai Ran sat down on the ground and closed her eyes to advance amidst the piles of corpses.
Long Jinhan chuckled and stood beside her, guarding her. Suddenly, he turned his head sharply and looked towards the west.
Long Jinhan narrowed his eyes, staring in that direction, the pressure around him dropping significantly.
From the west, crisp laughter was heard, and a figure appeared and disappeared.
From afar, his appearance was unclear. He was wearing a golden robe, was not tall, and appeared somewhat thin.
Long Jinhan raised his hand, and a deep pit suddenly appeared in the ground in that area.
Dust swirled in the air. When the dust settled, the figure was still in place, unharmed.
Xiao Zi also landed from beneath the city wall and walked to Bai Ran's front.
He looked at the figure and frowned, "A clone?"
The person just stood there, watching Bai Ran's advancement motionlessly.
"The demoness's daughter, truly extraordinary..."
His voice carried a tone of amused interest, but it immediately touched Long Jinhan's inverse scale.
The spiritual energy in the air surged. Long Jinhan's dark eyes suppressed his anger: "The demoness's daughter?"
"Do you truly think this Lord cannot harm you?"
Xiao Zi was startled and immediately cast a defensive barrier around Bai Ran.
The ground trembled. Long Jinhan narrowed his black eyes and instantly disappeared from his spot, appearing before the figure.
The figure trembled, and the next moment, its neck was grabbed by a large hand and lifted.
"You!"
Before he could finish speaking, Long Jinhan exerted force, crushing his neck.
The illusory shadow disappeared, dissolving and turning to nothing under the sunlight.
In a palace within the Nine Heavens, a man's chest seized, and he violently vomited a mouthful of blood.
"Demon Lord..."
He clutched his chest, his lips smeared with bright red blood, his expression extremely venomous.
"We shall see!"
...
In an instant, the spiritual energy around Bai Ran surged, advancing from the second stage of tribulation to the third stage.
Her strength steadily rose to the fourth stage of the tribulation period before slowly coming to a halt.
"Did you see his appearance clearly?"
Xiao Zi looked at Long Jinhan and asked. Being able to manifest a clone meant his strength was not insignificant.
It seemed he was targeting the little ghost.
Long Jinhan glanced at Bai Ran, who still had her eyes closed, and nodded slightly, "I saw clearly."
"Who is it?"
"This Lord does not wish to tell you."
"..."
Xiao Zi's shoulders trembled with anger, and he could faintly hear the sound of him grinding his teeth.
"Huh? Is it over?"
From not far away, Dongfang Wuji's voice carried, smiling: "It seems we are a little late."
Suzaku looked back. Dongfang Wuji? It had been a long time since she had seen him.
"You? And the one beside you?"
Suzaku stared at the scene before her, dumbfounded, her eyelids twitching.
Jing Feng was tied up with ropes, the binding method being extremely perverse.
Dongfang Wuji winked at her mischievously: "How is it? My craftsmanship is good, right?"
Jing Feng's expression was extremely gloomy. He hung his head, saying nothing, like the calm before a storm.
Xiao Zi looked at the way the ropes were tied and shook his head disdainfully.
He had seen perverted people, but never someone this perverted.
One piece of good news, one piece of bad news. The good news was that Jing Feng was safe. The bad news was that Dongfang Wuji's life was about to be forfeit.
Long Jinhan raised his hand slightly, and the Spirit Binding Lock that bound Jing Feng shattered, turning into a pile of powder.
"Dong, Fang, Wu, Ji—!!!"
Each word was spoken through gritted teeth. Jing Feng's voice was filled with rage, veins bulging on his forehead.
Dongfang Wuji looked at the person before him and seemed to realize the gravity of the situation, stepping backward.
"Hey! I just saved you! You can't repay kindness with enmity!"
"Thank you! I thank you so much!"
Jing Feng released his spiritual energy and charged towards Dongfang Wuji, his speed almost rivaling that of the Venerable.
"Boom—boom—"
The already mangled corpse became even more dismembered under Jing Feng's berserk attack.
Dongfang Wuji sprinted, with Jing Feng chasing him like a vengeful ghost.
To be tied up in such a manner, causing him to lose face, he would rather die than be humiliated!!!
At this moment, a faint groan caught Long Jinhan's attention.
He turned to look, only to see the little girl's face deathly pale, sweating profusely.
She bit her lower lip tightly, her expression indicating unbearable pain.
Long Jinhan waved his large hand, and the barrier was broken as easily as a screen.
He squatted down, looking at Bai Ran's pained expression, his eyes filled with concern.
It had been going so smoothly just moments ago... Long Jinhan extended his large hand, placing it on Bai Ran's back and channeling spiritual energy.
Gentle spiritual energy flowed continuously into Bai Ran's body, causing her brows to relax slightly, yet she was still in extreme pain.
Xiao Zi, standing nearby, also noticed Bai Ran's condition, his brow furrowed and his expression serious.
"The little ghost's fourth layer of seal has been released."
The fourth layer of seal has been released? Suzaku and the others gathered around, looking at their master with worry.
"The Master's spiritual energy was completely depleted in the previous battle."
Without the protection of spiritual energy, she had to endure it with sheer willpower.