135: Attacked from both sides, there was no way to avoid it.

And before Su Lin, the surging blood Qi and resentment on that battlefield converged into another sight.

A figure, entirely crimson and slender, slowly rose from the pool of blood.

It had no fixed form; its body was composed of flowing, blood-colored Evil Qi, and two hollow eye sockets burned with flames.

Blood Shadow Asura, Initial Stage of Void Refinement.

This was a monster formed from the most primal killing intent of all those who died on the battlefield.

"Somewhat interesting."

Su Lin murmured, and the ancient sword of destiny let out a soft hum, full of Battle Intent.

On the other side, behind the Wall of Resentful Spirits.

"Late Stage of Body Integration? Perfect, let this Venerable see how hard your bones are!"

She didn't hesitate in the slightest, launching the first attack.

Dark red Devilish Qi shot up from beneath her feet, transforming into a massive phantom of a Demon God behind her.

The phantom, following her movements, struck out with a palm.

That palm print blotted out the sky, and within its center, countless resentful souls roared, converging into a destructive force that devoured everything, heading straight for the Skeleton Monarch's head.

Facing this earth-shattering blow, the Skeleton Monarch raised the spine-axe in its hand.

A brilliant light shone from the giant axe, meeting the Demon God's palm print, and it cleaved down with an axe.

Space, at the moment the axe blade and palm print met, showed streaks of dark cracks.

Above the Demon God's palm print, countless resentful souls were purified by the pale light, emitting shrill screams, and the power of the palm print visibly weakened.

Finally, the giant axe split open the palm print, and its remaining momentum, undiminished, chopped down towards Luo Ximei's head.

Luo Ximei's expression changed slightly; she hadn't expected the opponent's power to be so brutal.

Her figure flickered, turning into an afterimage as she rapidly retreated, narrowly avoiding the sharp edge of the axe blade.

The giant axe struck the ground, cleaving open a bottomless gully in the earth, and the violent wind made Luo Ximei's clothes flap loudly.

Just a little more, and she would have been affected by that power.

Luo Ximei stabilized herself, looking at the unharmed Skeleton Monarch, her excitement growing even stronger.

"Very good, at least it's not trash that shatters on impact."

She licked her lips, and the myriad soul banner behind her moved without wind, as dense grey-black mist began to spread.

And on another battlefield.

Unlike the ferocity on Luo Ximei's side, the battle here was like thunder heard in silence.

The Blood Shadow Asura had no fixed Move; each of its attacks was a collection of all the killing techniques on the battlefield.

It transformed into a blood-red afterimage, silently appearing behind Su Lin, its limb bone spurs turning into four deadly cold glints, stabbing towards his back, head, and kidneys respectively.

Su Lin's reaction was extremely fast.

The ancient sword of destiny in his hand, however, thrust backward, the sword body bending at an incredible angle, drawing a perfect circle behind him.

Four crisp clashing sounds rang out almost simultaneously.

Those four bone spurs, capable of piercing Magic Treasures, were all blocked by that perfectly round sword light.

However, before Su Lin could counterattack, the Blood Shadow Asura's body once again turned into a puddle of blood mist, merging into the surrounding environment.

Su Lin's Divine Sense spread out, but he found that every wisp of blood Qi on this battlefield could be the opponent's Incarnation.

He could feel countless cold killing intents locking onto him from all directions, but he couldn't determine where the next attack would come from.

The next moment, the ground beneath his feet, without warning, turned into a blood-red swamp, and countless blood-hands made of Evil Qi stretched out from it, grabbing at his ankles.

At the same time, above his head, a blood-red spear, condensed from resentment, stabbed down.

Attacked from heaven and earth, there was no escaping.

Su Lin's gaze was calm; he didn't look at the blood-hands, but instead focused all his attention on the spear above his head.

He could feel that was the true killing Move.

He took a deep breath, and his Soul Transformation Stage spiritual power poured into the ancient sword of destiny without reservation.

Upon the sword body, a pure golden light shone.

"Break."

He thrust his sword upwards, the action simple and direct.

The golden sword light and the blood-red spear collided with a roar.

The spear, condensed with endless resentment, turned into a sky full of blood Qi the moment it touched the golden sword light.

However, just as he broke through the spear, the strength of the blood-hands beneath his feet suddenly increased, delaying his movement for a moment.

It was this momentary delay that brought a fatal crisis once again.

A blood shadow, even more solid than before, appeared out of thin air to his left, its sharp claws aiming directly for his heart.

Su Lin's pupils constricted; he forcibly twisted his body, blocking with his sword horizontally.

Screech!

The sharp claws scraped past the sword body, leaving three bone-deep wounds on his left arm.

Blood instantly stained his sleeve.

Just a little more, and his heart would have been directly torn out.

Su Lin grunted, using the force to retreat, putting distance between himself and the Blood Shadow Asura.

He glanced at the wound on his arm; the blood-colored Evil Qi was trying to invade his Meridians, but it was firmly blocked by the pure spiritual power within his body.

"Somewhat capable."

Su Lin looked at the figure that had re-merged into the blood mist, his Battle Intent growing stronger.

This thing had no consciousness, only the instinct to kill.

Any complex Move was ineffective against it; only by finding the sole flaw at the moment it struck could he deliver a fatal blow.

On the other side, the battle between Luo Ximei and the Skeleton Monarch had entered a fierce stage.

The myriad soul banner in her hand transformed into a sky-blotting black curtain, enveloping the Skeleton Monarch.

Countless resentful souls turned into chains, coiling around the Skeleton Monarch's limbs, trying to restrict its movements.

However, the Skeleton Monarch's power was stronger than imagined; each swing of its giant axe could sever dozens of resentful soul chains.

Pale soul fire erupted from its body, purifying all approaching resentful souls.

"With just these methods, you can't trap this Venerable's toy!"

Luo Ximei's voice was cold; she formed hand seals, and upon the myriad soul banner, the largest ghost face suddenly opened its eyes.

A grey-black beam of light shot out from it, precisely striking the Skeleton Monarch's chest.

Crack!

Upon the Skeleton Monarch's hard chest bone, a fine crack appeared.

Effective!

Luo Ximei's eyes lit up; she had found the opponent's weakness.

She didn't hesitate in the slightest, activating the myriad soul banner, and beam after beam of resentful light shot out consecutively, all striking that crack.

The Skeleton Monarch let out an angry roar; it gave up chopping the chains, allowing them to bind it layer by layer.

It gathered all its strength into the giant axe in its hand.

That spine-axe was instantly dyed a ghostly blue.

It used all its might to bring the giant axe, burning with soul fire, down heavily towards its own chest.

Luo Ximei's expression changed; she didn't understand what it was doing.

The giant axe struck the crack in the chest bone, but instead of widening the crack, it poured all the ghostly blue soul fire into it.

The next moment, the crack in the Skeleton Monarch's chest was not only repaired by the soul fire but even became stronger than before.

Immediately after, it suddenly struggled, and all the resentful soul chains wrapped around it snapped.

The soul fire in its eye sockets firmly locked onto Luo Ximei.

A bad premonition rose in Luo Ximei's heart.

The Skeleton Monarch suddenly opened its mouth, and a highly compressed, ghostly blue soul fire orb, radiating destructive aura, spewed out from its mouth, heading straight for Luo Ximei.

The speed was too fast, so fast that Luo Ximei could only place the myriad soul banner horizontally in front of her to take the blow head-on.

Boom!

The soul fire orb exploded on the banner's surface, and the terrifying impact sent Luo Ximei flying.