Chapter 277
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Chapter 277: The Power of the Void Ring!
“As long as you help revive the Sacred Beast, we can work together to eliminate Fang Yu!”
“This youngster has become a great enemy of our Witch God Sect. Now is the perfect opportunity to eliminate him, otherwise, there will be endless troubles!”
Yuan Shaoqin spoke, releasing his killing intent completely.
“Understood, High Priest.” The eight purple-robed figures responded in unison while retreating.
Yuan Shaoqin looked at Fang Yu, and with a thought, vanished from his spot.
Fang Yu looked at the pile of monster corpse fragments ahead, his brows furrowing.
The air was filled with a thick, putrid smell that made one nauseous.
As Fang Yu turned to leave, a figure suddenly appeared before him – it was Yuan Shaoqin.
At this moment, Yuan Shaoqin was emanating intense killing intent, with black qi swirling around his body.
“If you have time, I suggest you go back and bury your pets, don’t bother me,” Fang Yu said indifferently.
Yuan Shaoqin’s face darkened, anger burning in his heart.
The Fang Yu before him was too arrogant!
How dare he refer to the Witch God Sect’s Sacred Beast as pets?
“Fang Yu, I told you, you can’t change your inevitable death!”
As Yuan Shaoqin spoke, the black qi emanating from his body grew denser, nearly enveloping the surroundings.
“I don’t like environments that are too dark.”
As Fang Yu spoke, he waved his hand forward.
“Boom!”
A massive force struck toward Yuan Shaoqin.
The black qi was immediately dispersed.
But Yuan Shaoqin had already vanished.
The next second, Yuan Shaoqin appeared behind Fang Yu, holding a cold-gleaming spike, stabbing toward Fang Yu’s back.
But Fang Yu seemed to have anticipated this, turning to grab the spike while throwing a punch at Yuan Shaoqin’s face.
“Pak!”
The punch hit nothing but air.
Yuan Shaoqin’s form dissolved into black qi, dispersing in the air.
Then, each dispersed strand of black qi slowly multiplied, gathering in the air to form human shapes.
After the black qi dissipated, ten Yuan Shaoqins appeared around Fang Yu.
“This, what kind of technique is this!?”
The martial artists watching from afar were shocked.
“It must be some profound movement technique, but to create ten avatars simultaneously… it’s too powerful.” A Martial Sovereign said.
“Look, these ten copies can make different movements, this isn’t just a simple illusion!” Another Grandmaster exclaimed.
At this moment, the ten Yuan Shaoqins surrounding Fang Yu began forming different hand seals, seemingly preparing to use some technique.
“Boom!”
Just then, Fang Yu’s body released a wave of energy, spreading in all directions.
The ten Yuan Shaoqins standing around were instantly blown away by this energy wave.
All ten Yuan Shaoqins turned into black qi, dispersing in the air.
Then, they reformed into one figure after another.
This time, twenty Yuan Shaoqins appeared.
Fang Yu launched another punch, destroying all twenty Yuan Shaoqins.
But the black qi dispersed again, reforming into thirty Yuan Shaoqins!
Endless!
The martial artists watching from afar were dumbfounded.
Could such an amazing technique really exist in this world!?
Mastering such a technique, even if one couldn’t defeat their opponent, at least they would be invincible!
“This fellow must have consumed considerable true qi fighting that monster. Now facing Yuan Shaoqin’s troublesome technique, the situation looks dire.” A Martial Sovereign said gravely, “We should join forces to help him fight against Yuan Shaoqin.”
As soon as this Martial Sovereign spoke, he immediately received agreement from the other surviving Martial Sovereigns and Grandmasters.
The monster was dead, and their fear had dissipated.
Now was the time to settle accounts with the Witch God Sect!
But just as several martial artists were about to act, screams suddenly erupted from behind them.
Turning around, they saw over a dozen sect disciples falling to the ground.
Their faces were terrified, their skin losing all color…
The situation was exactly the same as before!
Seeing this, the Martial Sovereigns and Grandmasters’ faces changed drastically.
Yuan Shaoqin was clearly fighting with Fang Yu, so who…
At this moment, one Grandmaster noticed eight purple-robed figures in the distant sky performing a joint technique.
They had their hands clasped together, chanting incantations.
“It’s them, we…”
Before the Grandmaster could finish speaking, his voice suddenly stopped, his expression becoming painful and terrified as he fell to the ground.
The color drained from his skin at a visible rate.
The Martial Sovereigns who watched this Grandmaster fall were about to speak.
But at this moment, the screams behind them continued endlessly.
People fell one after another, at an extremely fast rate!
If this continued, Yuan Shaoqin’s words would soon come true.
All martial artists who entered Fallen Immortal Valley would be eliminated!
…
“Master…” Liu Liansha watched as large numbers of martial artists died behind them, her delicate body trembling.
The situation had just improved, but in the blink of an eye, it had taken a sharp turn for the worse!
They thought they were saved when the monster died.
But now, they had fallen into another terrifying abyss!
At the rate people were dying, it would soon be her turn!
“I don’t want to die, Master, and I don’t want you to die either…” Liu Liansha could no longer bear this fear and began crying.
Su Lengyun reached out to touch her cheek, saying nothing.
…
The number of Yuan Shaoqins around Fang Yu kept increasing, now reaching nearly fifty or sixty.
At this moment, Fang Yu heard the screams and cries from afar.
What was happening?
Fang Yu’s brows slightly furrowed as he looked into the distance, seeing only a group of fallen bodies.
“Blood sacrifice?”
Fang Yu suddenly realized something, turning his head to look at the distant sky, where he saw the eight purple-robed figures activating the blood sacrifice formation.
If he didn’t stop these people, Su Lengyun and her disciple would likely have their blood and souls drained as well.
Thinking this, Fang Yu prepared to move toward the eight purple-robed figures.
“You think you can leave?”
Dozens of Yuan Shaoqins spoke simultaneously, their voices containing some sort of soul force that shook one’s spirit.
“Soon you will also offer your blood and soul to our sect’s Sacred Beast. Before that, stay here obediently.”
Dozens of Yuan Shaoqins sneered, each extending their right hand.
From each fingertip shot a silver-gleaming thread, wrapping around Fang Yu’s body.
With dozens of Yuan Shaoqins doing the same thing, hundreds of silver threads were wrapped around Fang Yu.
These weren’t ordinary threads, but soul-binding threads made from special materials.
Yuan Shaoqin’s hands tightened, and the threads around Fang Yu constricted!
“Now, your soul is under my control,” Yuan Shaoqin said, his eyes gleaming coldly.
Fang Yu felt soul force emanating from the silver threads, trying to penetrate his body to touch his soul.
“Stop wasting my time.”
Fang Yu said coldly, as the bones beneath his skin emitted an intense golden light.
“Boom!”
Fang Yu spread his arms, and the silver threads wrapped around him instantly snapped!
Then, Fang Yu kicked off the ground, charging toward the eight purple-robed figures in the distance!
Yuan Shaoqin was shocked that the soul-binding threads were broken so easily.
But he quickly recovered, and dozens of his bodies chased after Fang Yu.
He took out a golden lock from his storage bag and threw it forward.
The golden lock expanded in the air, flying rapidly toward Fang Yu.
This was his strongest control-type magical treasure, theoretically capable of binding even a Martial Saint!
“How annoying, might as well test this ring’s power.”
Fang Yu’s eyes turned cold as he took out an ancient golden ring from his storage bag.
It was the Void Spirit Ring obtained from Chu Yun.
Fang Yu slipped the ring onto his right index finger.
“Zing!”
The Void Spirit Ring vibrated violently, emitting a metallic sound while its surface burst with intense white light!
Fang Yu clenched his right fist and threw a punch toward the eight purple-robed figures three hundred meters away!
“Crack!”
The air in front of his fist instantly developed huge cracks, like a transparent piece of glass shattering!
The spatial force squeezed out by the instantly distorted space rushed toward the eight purple-robed figures in the distance.
At this moment, the eight purple-robed figures who were fully focused on operating the blood sacrifice formation sensed the approaching danger.
A destructive force was coming their way!
“Quick, dodge…” one of the purple-robed figures shouted, his face changing drastically.
“Bang!”
But his voice had barely started when it suddenly stopped!
The bodies of all eight purple-robed figures simultaneously exploded in the air, spraying blood.
The bodies of eight Martial Sovereign realm purple-robed figures were reduced to mist in an instant!
“Boom!”
The mountain range behind them was also blasted with a huge gap in the same instant, forming a canyon!
The thickness of this mountain range surrounding Fallen Immortal Valley was at least a hundred meters…
Yuan Shaoqin, who was chasing Fang Yu from behind, saw this scene and was completely shaken!
