Chapter 32: A Blanket of Death

The Yin God came out of the body!

Under An Ziqing ‘s scolding, the Yin God didn’t dare to stay another second inside her body!

What was going on?

Li Feng, who had been accumulating momentum for a moment like such, fully released the power of the Frost Thunder Method.

Zap!

Streams of silver lightning mixed with ice crystal thunder zapped toward the Yin God like a silver-white snake.

Thunder and lightning are the nemeses of all illusory souls!

Just then, the Yin God was injured half-dead from this attack.

Li Feng firmly believed that this time would certainly demolish everything!

The winning Yin God floating on top of An Ziqing’s head didn’t try to avoid the attack this time.

It seemed fearless!

“Watch out, Li Feng!”

“Crap!”

Yuan Lianyao and Zhao Dongsheng both shouted as they saw the indifference of the Yin God.

An Ziqing gave Li Feng a threatening look.

Just one glance.

In the depths of Li Feng’s mind, a sharp pain that seemed like knives cutting through his soul. His mouth, nose, and ears started to bleed as well.

In the depths of An Ziqing’s eyes, a hint of red flashed quietly.

The blood band that wrapped around her waist was then suddenly taken out.

Like a scarlet broadsword, the blood band swang out with a terrifying spark of blood.

The flashes of silver lightning and thunder that Li Feng released got crushed into dust and smoke with a “crackling” explosion.

“Huh! Huh!”

The blossoming lotus, under Yuan Lianyao’s control, blasted towards An Ziqing like burning balls of fire.

Then, the flower petals separated from their core and turned into sharp daggers.

The sky full of petals shot all toward An Ziqing.

Each petal was engraved with mysterious runes and seals, revealing the mysterious powers of “sealing” and “binding”.

As the attack happened, Yu Yuan, Zhao Zhenghao, and Zhao Dongsheng who weren’t even the target felt being controlled by the force.

Like sinking in a deep swamp, they felt their arms and legs getting heavier and harder to move.

“What a lotus! I never know that you can use its pedals to make formations!” The fatty Zhao Dongsheng commented admiringly. “I have underestimated her true abilities.”

“Lady Mayoress, am I right?”

An Ziqing whispered and smiled.

The blood band in her hand was as hard as metal and soft as cotton. Depending on her needs, she controlled the band in full confidence.

“Go!”

The blood band moved with the command. Just like a living creature, the band swallowed the petals coming toward it.

The countless petals in the sky cleanly disappeared in a matter of seconds.

An Ziqing’s blood band drew a trace of blood as red as the sky.

Hiss!

Only Yuan Lianyao could sense that dozens of red lines shot out from An Ziqing’s eyes.

Ignoring the spatial distance between them, the lines reached Yuan Lianyao’s mind in no time!

The lines came from ferocious pythons in Yuan Lianyao’s mind, twisting and turning.

The Mayoress of Dark Moon City couldn’t even stand a chance!

Bang!

Shockingly, the powerful lotus flowers that lost their petals fell to the ground one by one.

With a close look, people saw that this lotus was actually made out of gold, iron, and jade.

The class of such weapons was naturally not low, but now as it landed, it gradually lost its color, darkening just like Yuan Lianyao’s eyes.

“Not many people can resist an attack on souls…”

Zhao Zhenghao sighed bitterly and motioned to his son to stop attempting to defend uselessly. “I am Zhao Zhenghao. The Zhao Clan has been serving the Yinlong Lake secretly. I hope the Seniors of Divine Blood Sect can leave us alone.”

Seeing the bad situation they were in, Zhao Zhenghao decided to not go for it the hard way.

Zhao Dongsheng sighed in despair.

At the entrance of Jinluo Mountain, Huang Fan, and Huang Tianyi, along with the others, quietly appeared again.

As the head of the clan, Huang Fan was at first confused, but soon brightened up and yelled, “Please, seniors from the Divine Blood Sect, help my clan! My son and my grandson are all brutally killed by that evil woman Yuan Lianyao!”

Huang Bin decided to blame everything on Yuan Lianyao.

“Sister Yuan.”

An Ziqing disregarded Huang Fan completely and smile toward Yuan Lianyao, “Do you know why the Sacrifice Formation still works?”

Yuan Lianyao was still bleeding, and for the question, she didn’t know how to answer.

People from the Zhao Clan and Yu Clan scattered around the valley looked at An Ziqing like a person they met for the first time.

Who was she?

A few people glanced at Yu Yuan, looking for some answers.

“Brother Yu?” Zhao Yafu asked timidly, “Don’t tell me that you don’t even know that your personal maid is from the Divine Blood Sect.”

Just from the respectful and fearful attitude that the Yin God was showing, people knew that An Ziqing’s status in the Divine Blood Sect would only be high, meaning she probably was even more powerful.

Now that was probably why Yuan Lianyao got wounded before even reaching her.

“It seems that he didn’t go into An Ziqing’s body to reform his Yin God,” Zhao Xi said, “He was using An Ziqing’s help to regather his fragmented souls.”

The newly formed Yin God knew the real identity of An Ziqing, so he went to her immediately for support.

Almost as if he was validating Zhao Xi’s statements, the Yin God said, “Elder Sister, can we proceed?”

“Shut up!” An Ziqing snorted and said, “Hurry up and use the Sacrifice Formation to reform your souls as it’s still here. I have already wasted a lot of my precious time on you little piece of garbage.”

“Got it.”

The dust-covered Yin God flew into the crimson sky after his reply.

When he reached there, the dust lost its effectiveness as well.

He was like a drop of water that got dissolved into a running stream.

People of the lower realms felt an invisible pressure fallen from the sky.

The Sacrifice Formation seemed to have gained consciousness and wisdom.

Turning more crimson, the sky became turbulent!

“What! The Red Devil Sect!”

The messenger’s voice came from the sky, but now the sound came booming from all directions.

Red clouds surged together, condensing into a giant blood-colored arm.

This hand released dazzling and frightening glimmers of light.

Like trying to catch a tiny fish, the hand went toward the ground reaching for someone very specific.

The terrifying monstrous blood energy was being released soundlessly from the hand.

It was going toward a small hill just outside the city.

The same place that Yuan Qiufang and Yu Yuan killed Lu Yue.

When everyone looked over to the hill, they saw the blood-covered Yuan Qiufang standing on top of that mountain.

Looking up, he saw the huge hand closing upon him.

Sparks of lightning burst out from that bloody arm.

Crack, crack!

The splattered blood dropping down from the hand shook the ground below it, cracking the large rugged boulders into pieces.

“Divine Blood Sect!”

Yuan Qiufang roared in a low voice, and a beam of flame rushed out like a waterfall from his head.

He looked crazy.

However, even in such a state, he was still hesitating, “That pill…”

When the bloody arm was about to press down onto him, he finally made up his mind and swallowed that pill.

Yu Yuan’s reminder came across his mind again: Unless absolutely necessary, this pill must not be used!

…

“Young Master.”

On the other side, the purple-clothed maid An Ziqing waked toward Yu Yuan gracefully.

Hold up… it was the same scene as that early morning when she walked toward him holding a copper basin.

As she walked, the people of the four clans who were still alive felt the need to stay back as much as possible from these two.