Rising from Small Cloud Rain Technique

Yun Nianrong withdrew the Blood River, transforming into a cloud of blood several feet wide, escaping swiftly as she suddenly sensed a distant firelight.

Soon, she felt two pure and abundant Qi and Blood approaching rapidly.

With the inheritance of the Blood Demon, her sensitivity to Qi and Blood Power was extraordinarily sharp. As long as there was no Magic Array blocking, she could sense the fragrance of blood within her prey from miles away, a power only Chao Origin Stage Cultivators possessed.

"Is today my lucky day? Hehe!"

Yun Nianrong trembled with excitement. If she devoured the Qi and Blood sent to her doorstep, she would likely complete the accumulation needed to break through to the Blood Essence Stage!

Two fools, they must have been drawn in by the scream earlier, daring to meddle at the Chao Origin stage; they are perfect stepping stones for me!

The Blood Cloud changed direction, silently drifting toward where the Fire Cloud was heading.

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As the distance decreased, Ji An could see the black shadowy cloud under the moonlight.

"Don’t hold back!"

He spoke briefly and immediately summoned two Spiritual Artifacts.

The Wuji Xinghuang Banner sprouted a thousand Golden Lotuses, illuminating the night sky, guarding him and Han Yan beside him.

The Earth-Departing Flame Banner transformed into a Fire Cloud, with crimson radiance releasing specks of Golden Light, more dazzling than the Fire Element Auspicious Cloud.

At the same time, he cast the Muddy Gold Profound Armor Spell on both of them.

In battle, one can never know what sudden situations may arise; layering protection on oneself first is the safest way.

Never underestimate any enemy, even if they are a defeated foe.

Han Yan saw soft golden light appearing on her skin; mysterious patterns emerged and quickly faded.

She recognized the Metal Element Defense Magic at the Chao Origin stage level and marveled at her junior brother’s comprehensive mastery of magic techniques.

Though she hadn’t experienced combat with demon cultivators, she possessed basic combat instincts nonetheless.

The pale golden Sun-Swallowing Bead flew out, rapidly enlarging like a millstone, poised to strike.

"It’s you!"

In the Blood Cloud, Yun Nianrong now saw the figure that haunted her deeply; she thought she’d have to endure years of torment for revenge, but fate had brought him before her.

"I am not the same as before now!"

Yun Nianrong activated the Blood River Demon Skill, morphing into the Blood River and raising monstrous waves.

In the previous battle, her demon skill had not yet reached the Blood Essence Perfection realm, and her Demon Soul, in both quantity and quality, was not as powerful as it was now.

The White Bone Demon in the Blood River was also much stronger.

The cultivation of sect cultivators was steady and straightforward but required a lengthy accumulation period.

This time, she didn’t test the waters, but unleashed her full force in a single strike.

In her view, though her opponents numbered two, they were like little boats struck by giant waves, doomed to capsize.

The blood waves surged, countless Blood Crows flew out, obscuring the radiant moon, and the head of two White Bone Demons emitted a ghostly green light, then sank into the Blood River, lying in wait behind the blood waves.

The Blood Beast was also poised to attack, harboring resentment from the injuries received in the previous battle.

Yun Nianrong let out a piercing scream; the countless Blood Crows began cawing, filling the air with eerie sounds like wailing ghosts in the wind.

This was a Spirit Soul Attack, using herself as the core and the various Demon Souls as nodes, capable of significantly weakening a cultivator’s combat abilities.

Though inferior to a Spirit Roar’s effects, it covered a broader range, requiring no proximity to be effective.

The enemy’s attacks were too sharp, and her main body was too close for safety.

Even Yun Nianrong didn’t realize that the sharp attacks from the Geng Metal Spirit-Slaying Sword had left a shadow in her heart.

Black mist floated out from the Blood River, transforming the earth into a ghostly realm.

Haunting sounds overwhelmed her ears, and Han Yan momentarily saw phantom silhouettes before her eyes, while the moonlight of the night was blocked by the Blood River, unable to shine through.

Ji An merely felt slightly agitated but experienced no other discomfort.

’Nothing new after all!’

His left hand clutched the Profound Yellow Tower Talisman Treasure; if anything unexpected happened, he could shield his body.

The Earth-Departing Flame Banner unfurled in the wind, stirring the Fire Cloud like a crimson Celestial River crashing down, with a curtain of fire blocking in front of the blood waves.

The sky divided into two colors; one side was shrouded in black mist with blood waves rolling; the other side engulfed by raging flames.

Then he activated the Geng Metal Spirit-Slaying Sword, where countless silver little swords sparkled, poised like twinkling stars in the sky.

Han Yan returned to her senses, feeling ashamed and unexpectedly disturbed by the magic sound at the start of the battle, resulting in brief disorientation.

If not for her fellow sect member’s presence, encountering this demon cultivator alone could trap her in the enemy’s combat rhythm.

For cultivators, this prospect was terrifying; without strong means to break the enemy’s grip, soul annihilation was likely.

Suppressing her horror, she immediately activated the Sun-Swallowing Bead.

Golden light radiated fiercely, like the rising of a Golden Sun, its endless light and heat illuminating the land.

Under the dual attack of the Earth-Departing Flame Banner and the Sun-Swallowing Bead, the Blood River rapidly evaporated, and the steaming black mist got burned away swiftly.

The Blood Crows in the sky began burning quickly, ceasing the magic sounds, shrieking as they plunged into the Blood River.

Some Blood Crows lagged behind, turning into burning fireballs, their contained Demon Souls ignited, letting out harrowing screams.

Ji An smiled faintly, appreciating how his senior sister’s spiritual artifact perfectly complemented his, avoiding the necessity of activating the Wuji Xinghuang Banner’s defense.

Their attack was simple yet crude, nullifying the first wave of offense in an instant.

Yun Nianrong was utterly bewildered; how was this possible? She was far more powerful than before!

What she didn’t understand was, under Ji An’s far more robust than the average cultivator’s Primordial Life Fire’s sacrificial refinement, his spiritual artifact was nurtured with ample Five Elements Essence daily, enhancing its spiritual potential significantly from several years ago.

Each increment in the spiritual artifact’s power visibly impacted its effectiveness.

Moreover, Han Yan also held a Top-Grade Spiritual Artifact; demon cultivators were formidable, but choosing direct confrontation was sheer arrogance.

At this moment, Yun Nianrong couldn’t afford further contemplation; the White Bone Demons charged out of the Blood River, flanking the enemy left and right, as she once more whipped up crashing blood waves.

She chose not to follow the blood waves’ attack but moved instead to the rear of the Blood River.

In the sky, crisscrossing sapphire glimmers flashed—that was the Wind Roar from the Storm Thunder’s winds; it lay dormant for long, awaiting this moment.

Ji An urged the Geng Metal Spirit-Slaying Sword forward, about one-third of its silver flying swords roared toward one White Bone Demon.

Silver lines manifested in the void, the next instant, the White Bone Demon got pierced by a myriad of swords, only then revealing the incisive and extinction Magic Intent, swiftly corroding its body.

The ghostly light in the White Bone Demon’s eye sockets dimmed quickly, its body’s Demon Soul being dissolved by the magic techniques.

Silently, it plummeted, white bone powder scattering into the air.

The Wind Roar accurately struck the other advancing White Bone Demon, fracturing several ribs.

Yet such injuries held no significance to the White Bone Demon; its arms suddenly severed, transforming into two giant hands attacking fiercely.

Ji An gave up controlling the puppet, instead simultaneously maneuvering two spiritual artifacts.

The Wuji Xinghuang Banner gathered the Power of Earth Element, turning it into a sea of flowing sand obstructing the bone hands, while the Earth-Departing Flame Banner conjured a crimson Fire Phoenix.

With the phoenix’s reverberating call, the world filled with scorching heat, then the Fire Phoenix plunged forward resolutely.

Ji An invoked a Spell, the hovering silver flying swords exploded instantly, resembling silver droplets forming a galactic river.

The demon cultivator hid in the Blood River’s depths; he couldn’t find them, so he employed the Gold Element’s Withering Technique to extinguish the Blood River’s vitality.

Simultaneously, borrowing the Earth-Departing Flame Banner to scorch the river, striking at the demon cultivator’s roots.

Seeing his actions, Han Yan activated the Sun-Swallowing Bead again, thousands of golden flames formed of Bing Fire’s Power descended from the sky.

As the silver glow poured in, Yun Nianrong felt terror, sensing the Blood River rapidly losing its life force, severing its link to her Demonic Thought.

The searing flames continued burning the Blood River, with thoughts of revenge now discarded into the clouds beyond Jiuxiao.

Enduring relentless hatred, she severed a tail to survive, burning her Essence Blood to fire the Blood Escape Technique, fleeing into the distance.