Although these Wood Clan cultivators had not cultivated any special techniques, they had joined forces against enemies on numerous occasions in the past. As soon as they sprang into action, they attacked simultaneously from every direction, their assault so seamless that not a single gap could be found.
The four Void Refining demon cultivators in the center swayed abruptly, forming a back-to-back circle, and each sent out a palm strike toward a different direction.
The four palms appeared light and effortless, carrying no force whatsoever. Yet the next instant, a violent wind erupted, and a ring of crimson mist surged outward in all directions.
Within the blood-colored mist, countless dense black runic symbols could be faintly seen, while a pungent stench of blood assailed the nostrils.
Then something bizarre occurred.
Whether it was the green radiance or the emerald tendrils that writhed like spirit serpents, the moment they touched the blood-colored mist, they froze in place — then, at a speed visible to the naked eye, they rapidly slowed and dissolved within the crimson haze.
The Wood Clan cultivators surrounding them turned pale. They struck again, and all manner of flying swords and treasures soared into the sky, transforming into countless bursts of radiant light that hammered downward with furious force.
The four demon cultivators moved as one, thrusting their other palms outward with lightning speed.
Immediately, a deep hum resonated through the blood-colored mist, its bloody aura intensifying dramatically. The black runes contained within surged and expanded violently.
A succession of thunderous booms rang out!
Every single treasure, upon striking the mist, was blasted backward as though it had collided with a mountain.
The four Void Refining demon cultivators let out a cold snort. The blood-colored mist surged forward with menacing momentum, the black runes within spinning and transforming into black vortices of varying sizes. Dark light flickered inside them as the mist prepared to engulf every Wood Clan cultivator in one sweep.
"Dodge it now! Don't try to block!" Fei Xiaoxi, who had been observing the battle from above with focused attention, changed expression sharply and cried out in alarm. Simultaneously, she reached out and grasped at empty air, and a translucent crystal blade materialized with a flash. Without the slightest hesitation, she swung it downward.
With a soft tearing sound, a white, luminous blade energy over a hundred zhang long unfurled from the crystal blade and, in a flash, cleaved down toward the blood-colored mist.
Though these Wood Clan cultivators did not belong to her race, if they were all annihilated right before her eyes, she would have a difficult time explaining things upon her return.
At the same moment, the Wood Clan cultivators heard Fei Xiaoxi's warning and recoiled in terror, shooting backward.
But two of them reacted a fraction too slow. Swept into the blood-colored mist, their protective treasures and spirit light were extinguished in an instant. Their bodies let out two wretched screams before detonating, dissolving into two streams of pure essence that were drawn into the mist.
The remaining Wood Clan cultivators' faces turned ashen at the sight.
Fortunately, at that moment, the colossal blade energy from above descended with a muffled boom.
The blood-colored mist was cleaved clean in two. The front half burst apart with a bang, its subsequent attack rendered powerless.
For all its unfathomable profundity, the blood-colored mist simply could not contend directly against an attack from Fei Xiaoxi, whose cultivation exceeded theirs by an entire major realm.
The surviving Wood Clan cultivators scrambled to the edge of the five-colored radiance, their faces still drained with lingering shock.
The terrifying power of the Infinite Blood Demon Art that these four demon cultivators had unleashed far surpassed anything their peers could have imagined.
"It seems you intend to take action personally. You should have done so long ago! But even so, the outcome will not change — in the end, you will share their fate, your essence absorbed into our bodies. Four Symbols Unite!" one of the Void Refining demon cultivators roared with wild laughter.
The four demons simultaneously formed hand seals. The space between their backs, which had been pressed together, suddenly erupted with blinding blood-colored radiance, swallowing their bodies entirely.
Fei Xiaoxi narrowed her eyes at this. Without a second thought, she flicked the crystal blade in her hand, sending it shooting out as a beam of crystalline light. At the same time, she shook both sleeves, and with a piercing howl, two crimson orbs of light streaked downward in pursuit.
The crystal flash flickered once, and with a tremendous roar of wind and thunder, countless lightning arcs erupted and surged wildly, transforming into a white jade blade over ten zhang long that slashed toward the blood-colored radiance below with overwhelming force.
Before the blade even descended, countless wind blades and lightning arcs roared down in a furious torrent.
Meanwhile, the two red orbs blurred and, amid billowing dark energy, transformed into two monstrous creatures — ape-headed, wolf-bodied, with a pair of emerald bat wings. Their bodies were vivid red, dripping with color, their fanged maws harboring a flickering serpentine tongue. Their crimson eyes gleamed with a cruel and cunning light, betraying a high level of intelligence.
These two creatures spread all five fingers of each hand, and with a sharp hissing sound, gleaming, razor-sharp claws shot from their fingertips. They flapped their wings once and dove downward with low growls.
A thunderous boom!
A massive, fur-covered blood-colored fist suddenly burst from the radiance below, striking squarely against the descending hundred-zhang blade and knocking it forcefully upward — while the fist itself remained completely unharmed.