After breaking through the wall of puppets, the sword qi, as if it had a mind of its own, slashed straight toward the Eight Heavenly Venerable.
The Eight Heavenly Venerable looked at the incoming sword qi. He slapped a bag on his body, and countless souls poured out, letting out shrill screams as they condensed into a black wall of souls in front of him.
The sword qi slashed onto the black wall, producing a sizzling sound. Eventually, both the black wall and the sword qi eroded each other and dissipated.
Suddenly, an even larger azure sword qi flew out from space again, carrying a whistling wind as it headed straight for the Eight Heavenly Venerable's face.
Seeing this, the Eight Heavenly Venerable hastily mobilized the power of space. The space behind him twisted slightly, and his figure flashed, quickly hiding in the void.
The sword qi changed direction. Its sharp edge tore through the void.
"Ah!"
A pained scream, tinged with agony, echoed from within the void.
The Eight Heavenly Venerable's body reappeared from the void, but at this moment, his left arm had been severed, and even a good portion of his hair and scalp had been shaved off, leaving him in a very disheveled state.
A ripple appeared in the void, and then an azure figure suddenly emerged.
Yun Yun, wearing a specially made azure battle skirt, stood in the void. Her majestic Dou Qi, like substantial azure flowing clouds, enveloped her, making her appear like a Jiutian Xuan Nu.
She held a golden-red longsword lightly in her hand. It was clear that the previous sword qi had originated from Yun Yun.
Her sword tip pointed directly at the disheveled Eight Heavenly Venerable, and her clear, cold voice was devoid of any emotion:
"A mere eight-star Dou Zun dares to act so presumptuously here."
"Peak nine-star Dou Zun?!" The Eight Heavenly Venerable felt the terrifying pressure that far exceeded his own. His pupils constricted, and he cried out in alarm, his face extremely grim.
He clutched his severed arm with his right hand. The stinging pain from his scalp made him increasingly alarmed, and his face grew even uglier.
He continuously channeled Dou Qi, attempting to stop the bleeding, but the lingering sword qi kept shredding his Dou Qi. For a moment, blood dripped incessantly from the Eight Heavenly Venerable's fingertips.
A peak nine-star Dou Zun was someone he couldn't defeat even at his full strength, let alone in his current state, missing an arm.
Not far behind the Eight Heavenly Venerable, Thunder Venerable's face was also extremely grim. He hadn't expected Boundless Heaven Hall to have so many powerful experts.
"Who exactly are you? How dare you meddle in the affairs of my Hall of Souls?" The Eight Heavenly Venerable roared, feigning ferocity while internally fearful. His eyes were full of apprehension, and he continuously scanned the surroundings, trying to find a way to retreat.
"A dead person doesn't need to know so much."
Yun Yun's eyes subtly moved, noticing his small actions.
Suddenly, a pure, dark-grey light emerged from the longsword in Yun Yun's hand.
Seeing this, the Eight Heavenly Venerable's heart was instantly filled with intense fear. He hastily retreated backward, creating a safe distance.
This dark-grey light, centered on the longsword in Yun Yun's hand, continuously spread outwards around her, eventually enveloping the Eight Heavenly Venerable.
"Wh-what?!" The Eight Heavenly Venerable's expression instantly changed to one of extreme shock when he saw his colorful world turn dark-grey!
He then felt his five senses become numb and weakened, his thoughts sluggish, and even his entire body's movements became incredibly slow.
The dark-grey light continued to spread rapidly toward Thunder Venerable and the people of Wind and Thunder Pavilion behind the Eight Heavenly Venerable. Thunder Venerable, seeing that the situation was dire, wanted to retreat rapidly.
But the dark-grey light spread even faster, enveloping him in the blink of an eye. Thunder Venerable was instantly terrified, as if he had seen death beckoning to him.
His heart was immediately tinged with regret, regretting that he hadn't listened to his disciple's advice and insisted on aligning himself with the Hall of Souls.
Yun Yun, standing in the void, lightly stroked the sword body with her slender fingers. Instantly, a light azure glow appeared on the sword body, and the wind-attributed energy between heaven and earth instantly surged!
With a single swing of her sword, hundreds of deep azure wind blades instantly condensed, forming a massive, deadly sword blade storm that covered an area of several thousand feet!
Within the storm, each wind blade contained terrifying power capable of tearing space. The countless wind blades rotating and intertwining formed a horrifying cutting domain.
The storm tornado emitted piercing screams and tearing sounds, enveloping the Eight Heavenly Venerable.
The Eight Heavenly Venerable was utterly terrified, and for the first time, despair appeared on his face.
He frantically tried to break through the confinement of World Loses Color, but under the unreasonable World Loses Color and the disparity in strength, everything he did seemed futile and ridiculous.
"Ch-ch-ch-ch—!"
Countless azure wind blades instantly submerged the Eight Heavenly Venerable's figure.
The grating, dense sound of sharp blades cutting through flesh and bone emanated from within the storm, but because he was enveloped by World Loses Color, the Eight Heavenly Venerable had no chance to scream. He could only helplessly endure the pain of his body being cut.
The wind blade storm continued to spin for a moment, then abruptly changed direction, sweeping toward Thunder Venerable and the people of Wind and Thunder Pavilion.
Thunder Venerable was almost scared to death when he saw the storm approaching, but his immobile body could only watch as the storm engulfed him. His heart was filled with terror, and a hint of regret stained his mind, regretting his past actions.
The azure storm, like a tornado, swept through the entire Wind and Thunder Pavilion's formation, and then slowly dissipated.
Where the Eight Heavenly Venerable and the people of Wind and Thunder Pavilion had once stood, there was nothing left but wisps of slowly dispersing blood mist and shattered space.
Even their soul bodies could not escape and were completely annihilated by the soul power carried by the countless wind blades.
This move, named "Wind Vortex Thousand Blades Dance!", was a high-grade Earth-tier Dou Technique. Furthermore, under Xiao Jietian's guidance, Yun Yun had even incorporated soul power into the wind blades, enhancing this Dou Technique in a more comprehensive way.
Its power was increased severalfold, making it even more impossible to guard against. This was also taught by Xiao Jietian: when cutting weeds, one must always remove the roots and not let their souls escape, especially with the example of Yao Lao.
Yun Yun's clear, cold gaze swept over the void, then shifted to the battlefield where Shui Ye and Ninth Celestial Moyu were located.
And Ninth Celestial, having sensed the Eight Heavenly Venerable's demise, immediately had thoughts of retreating.
"Damn it!" His eyes flickered continuously, then his expression hardened, as if he had made a decision.
Just as Shui Ye's fist, imbued with a heavy, water-like force, was about to strike again, a strange light flashed in his eyes. He fully channeled his Dou Qi to meet the attack, but at the moment of impact, he withdrew a large portion of his Dou Qi.
"Bang!"
Shui Ye's fist solidly struck his chest. Shui Ye frowned slightly, suddenly feeling that something was amiss.
Ninth Celestial's throat sweetened, and he forcibly swallowed the gushing blood, enduring the pain of his internal organs shifting. Using this immense impact force, his body shot backward like a kite with a broken string, at a speed several times greater than the impact force. In the blink of an eye, he had put several hundred feet of distance between himself and Shui Ye!
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