134: Song Xianxian displayed his might! Corpses vanquished, blood servants perished!
Thousands of War Corpses emitting Divine Breath Realm fluctuations,
like a pitch-black tide of death, surged out from the underground corridor!
Humanoid Cultivators, massive Yao Beasts, their skeletons gleaming with a cold metallic luster!
Though they couldn't perform the innate Talents they had in life, driven by the Undead Commander, their combat experience and Spells from life could actually erupt with a terrifying eighty percent of their power!
Ice blades, fire tornadoes, poisonous miasma clouds... countless first-rank Spells converged into a torrent of destruction, roaring as they lunged towards Song Xian and the others.
Song Xian, however, was like a stabilizing pillar!
With a flicker of his body, one became three!
Two Clones with exactly the same aura, spiritual power, and appearance as the original suddenly appeared!
The three Song Xians stood tall in a triangular formation.
"Moon Slash: Thousand Flows!" Three low shouts merged into one.
In an instant, countless crescent blades, as cold as the moon and incomparably sharp, tore through the air and appeared out of thin air, weaving into an airtight net of death!
This was a secret technique Song Xian created by combining his Clone Talent after cultivating Moon Slash to the Transcendent level.
The blade net boldly met the torrent of Spells!
Other Huaxia Cultivators also displayed their Divine Abilities!
Before the many powerful second-rank Spells of the Huaxia Cultivators—
"Chi chi chi..."
The torrent of first-rank Spells released by the War Corpses was easily sliced and annihilated like thin paper!
The blade net forcibly tore a huge gap in the frenzy of Spells!
The spiritual power of Song Xian's original body and Clones flowed ceaselessly, and the Primordial Chaos Heavenly Art operated to the Transcendent level, recovering consumed Spiritual Qi at a visible speed, his aura remaining as peak as ever!
"Zhao Yang! They will all be buried with you!" Julian rushed out from a hidden tunnel, holding Zhao Yang's body, roaring in desperate grief and indignation.
"Blood Servants! Kill them all!" His handsome face was distorted and deformed by extreme anger,
as he shrieked the command.
In the shadows, hundreds of crimson figures pounced out like ghosts!
Wet blood still remained on the corners of their mouths.
The blood in the base's blood tanks had long since been drunk dry by these Blood Servants while the War Corpses were attacking!
The Blood Slaves who provided the blood were all killed and turned into War Corpses!
At this moment, the Vampire servants' strength surged, their speed as fast as afterimages!
As Julian activated his Talent [Blood Dao Earl], the Blood Servants' originally normal faces instantly became hideous, fangs burst through their lips, and sharp claws eerily extended!
They let out inhuman howls and crazily pounced on the Huaxia Cultivators, with Song Xian's three figures as the primary targets for strangulation!
The battle instantly escalated into a tragic scene!
The War Corpses' Spells poured down like a rainstorm, and the Blood Servants' close-quarters combat was like maggots on a bone!
The pressure on the Huaxia Cultivators increased sharply, with people being wounded constantly, but Song Xian's three figures remained steady as a rock!
"Leave the front to me! You all retreat and provide long-range support!" Song Xian's Divine Sense transmission echoed in everyone's minds.
"Profound Light Shield: Defend!"
Facing the bombardment of over a hundred Spells and the siege of dozens of Blood Servants, the three Song Xians' movements were perfectly synchronized as they raised a hand!
A circle of thick, solid light shields flowing with profound runes instantly condensed into shape!
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Countless attacks slammed heavily into the light shields, the explosions deafening; the light shields fluctuated violently but remained immovable!
First-rank Spells were, after all, only first-rank Spells!
Ordinary people simply couldn't shake this second-rank defensive Spell, the [Profound Light Shield]!
In the face of an absolute strength gap, numbers had lost their meaning.
Song Xian waved his other hand in a sword finger gesture, and the moon blades moved as if they were an extension of his arm, firing with precision!
Blood Servants who dared to approach were harvested like they were being cut by invisible scythes, exploding into clouds of shrill blood mist!
Offense and defense in one!
Moon blades flew like snow, and the Profound Light Shield flickered in and out of existence!
Song Xian actually used his one body and three forms to forcibly suppress Leon's most elite legion until they couldn't move an inch!
Julian roared commands frantically, but he couldn't hide his decline.
Song Xian's spiritual power seemed infinite, and the transition between offense and defense was seamless.
He led the Huaxia Cultivators in a steady advance, having already pushed the enemies into the interior of the fortress and charging toward the core area!
Lilith, who had intended to return to Huaxia to report, was completely shocked by the scene before her, staring dumbfounded.
Song Xian was already this powerful; what Realm must the legendary Zhang Sheng have reached?
"Lord Leon! The defensive line is about to collapse! Song Xian is too strong!" Julian rushed to Lord Leon's side, his voice carrying unprecedented urgency.
He could clearly feel that the mental burden of Leon controlling the massive horde of corpses was nearing its limit.
Leon's face was as pale as paper, but his eyes remained sharp and cold, like tempered cold iron.
His gaze quickly swept across the battlefield: Song Xian's three forms were moving as if in an uninhabited land, his own elites were almost completely lost, and defeat was certain.
"Activate 'Final Fireworks'." Leon's voice was as calm as if there were no ripples, as if he were merely issuing a routine retreat order.
"Lord Leon! You..." Julian's pupils shrank, utterly shocked.
"Execute the order! Take me through the Underground River!" Leon interrupted him indisputably, while simultaneously pressing an extremely hidden button at the bottom of the console.
Buzz—!!!
The entire core area of the underground fortress shook violently!
All screens were instantly covered by piercing crimson alarms!
A huge countdown number flashed crazily—00:00:59!
The Tactical Nuclear Bombs buried deep beneath the fortress's foundation were activated!
These nuclear bombs were buried so deep that even Leon's own Divine Sense couldn't detect them, ensuring everything was foolproof.
"Blood Servants! Sacrifice! Cover the retreat!" Julian instantly understood and let out a blood-curdling shriek!
The remaining nearly one hundred strongest Blood Servant nobles' eyes erupted with a final crazed red light, their bodies swelling rapidly like they were being inflated—self-detonation!
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!!!
Deafening self-detonations exploded in a chain within the narrow corridor!
Violent energy impacts mixed with foul evil blood formed a destructive wall of flesh and blood, temporarily blocking Song Xian's pursuit!
Leon appeared exceptionally weak, almost unable to stand, due to forcibly maintaining control over the last batch of War Corpses.
Julian didn't dare hesitate for a moment; he scooped up Leon, and a crimson blood flame ignited around his body—that was the price of burning his life Origin! He turned into a shrill blood-colored rainbow!
His blood-red robe flapped loudly in the high speed!
He rushed toward the Underground River entrance at a speed beyond his limit! Along the way, he continuously bombarded the cave walls, causing severe collapses to block the path behind them!
"Countdown: 00:00:10!"
The cold electronic synthesized voice sounded like a tolling death knell.
Song Xian's eyes narrowed, his moon blades dancing wildly to tear through the aftershocks of the self-detonations, and his Profound Light Shield withstood the remaining impact.
He caught a glimpse of the collapsed tunnel where Julian had disappeared, and his powerful Divine Sense instantly sensed the destructive energy about to erupt beneath his feet.
An instant decision!
Vast Mental Energy swept out, enveloping all the nearby Huaxia Cultivators and the dazed Lilith.
"Retreat!"
Amidst the low shout, the three Clones suddenly merged into one!
Vast green spiritual power gushed out, forming a huge spherical shield that enveloped everyone, turning into a green rainbow that tore through the darkness, racing toward the designated upper-level evacuation point!
"00:00:03...2...1...0"
BOOM——————!!!!!!!
An indescribable bright white light suddenly erupted beneath the permafrost!
Devouring everything!
Steel vaporized! Rock evaporated! Countless remains of War Corpses and Blood Servants were instantly turned to nothing in the billion-degree high temperature!
The destructive shockwave raged and amplified crazily within the winding corridors!
On the surface, above the Siberian Tundra.
The earth was like a sleeping giant being startled awake, painfully arching and tearing, finally collapsing with a world-shaking roar!
A bottomless, massive sinkhole emitting the aura of death suddenly appeared!
A mushroom cloud mixed with lethal radioactive dust, carrying ice chips and soil, surged hideously into the sky!
Nearly a hundred kilometers away from the sinkhole, in a hidden glacial canyon crack covered by eternal ice.
A battered crimson blood shadow stumbled out; it was Julian.
His magnificent red robe was already in tatters, his exposed skin covered in charred burns and frozen ice crystals, his aura extremely withered, like a candle in the wind.
He held Leon tightly in his arms.
At this moment, Leon was bloodless, his aura weak to the extreme, the fire of his life nearly extinguished, his body cold and stiff.
The terrifying impact at the moment the nuclear explosion was triggered, combined with the fatal backlash from forcibly maintaining the mental link, had almost destroyed all his vitality.