Chapter 2360 - 2319: Seven-Color Yiyun's Seven-Color Kill

As the sky changed color, faint threads of light fell imperceptibly from the sky and gathered toward the seven-colored cloud, like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea, eventually all merging into that seven-colored cloud.

The seven-colored cloud then doubled in size, as large as a basin, its radiance far surpassing the sun in the sky, reflecting even deeper colors in the sky. More light fell from the sky, as fast as meteors, gathering into the seven-colored cloud.

Looking at the sky above that had already changed color, everyone above and below the sacrificial altar was struck with awe, including the nearly thousand members of the Wang Clan who did not attend the allegiance ceremony, noticing the sky's anomaly and also looking up at the sky.

Seeing the sky turned into seven colors, they were secretly shocked. Fairy Bing Tan's beautiful eyes gazed at the seven-colored sky, muttering, "This technique can borrow the power of the Nine Heavens, enough to show its strength."

Upon finishing her words, she released her Divine Sense, enveloping the entire tribe, and quickly found Wang Xiaoqiang's figure. Sensing the seven-colored cloud with enormous power heading to Wang Xiaoqiang, she exclaimed, "Not good, Little Qiang is in trouble. Wufa, Wutian, follow me to rescue."

Upon hearing her, Wang Wufa and Wang Wutian immediately flew up with Bing Tan, then sped towards the direction of the sacrificial altar.

On the sacrificial altar.

Yishan and Yiyun saw Elder Mo unexpectedly using the strongest move of the Yiyun Technique, "Seven-Color Yiyun," to deal with Wang Xiaoqiang, and were shocked.

Seven-Color Yiyun is the tribe's supreme technique, generally only used in battles where the tribe faces life and death survival, rarely in normal times. In fact, it had not been used for many years; some juniors of the Yiyun Tribe had not seen it.

"Elder Mo, stop. Stop," Yiyun shouted to halt because she knew this Seven-Color Yiyun could borrow power from the heavens, and is very formidable, not only trapping the enemy but also delivering a killing blow. Wang Xiaoqiang, however strong, is only one person, absolutely unable to resist.

"Hmph," Elder Mo let out a cold laugh, his face sinister, with seven-colored light spilling from his eyes, his demeanor arrogant and abusive, "Today, I shall use Yiyun Tribe's greatest weapon to eradicate this thief and let him know what he truly is and let outsiders know the might of my Yiyun Tribe."

As Yiyun saw Elder Mo ignoring the dissuasion and the seven-colored cloud rushing directly at Wang Xiaoqiang, she moved forward, blocking him,

"Get out of the way," Elder Mo waved a hand gesture, and immediately a cyan line shot from the seven-colored cloud. The line seemed solid, charging out and winding like vines around trees, swiftly wrapping Yiyun and flinging her aside,

Yiyun, after all, was not a Strong Physical Body Cultivator, unable to resist such a binding technique. The seven-colored Yiyun merely released a wisp of light to knock her flying.

While Yiyun was knocked aside, Wang Xiaoqiang willed, and the Patterned Beast rushed out to block in front, mouth open wide, spewing a thick flame.

The fire emitted by Fire Spirit Technique surged toward the seven-colored cloud, engulfing it in flames, yet the Seven-Color Yiyun seemed as if made of Vajra, unaffected by the flames or obstructed, directly broke through the fire, rushing over.

Wang Xiaoqiang punched out, his fist enlarging and changing color, blood qi permeating, lightning darting about, incredibly powerful.

The next moment...

Wang Xiaoqiang's fist collided with the Seven-Color Yiyun.

However, the Seven-Color Yiyun then seemed truly like a bunch of cotton, under Wang Xiaoqiang's utmost vigorous punch, it floated backward, his punch integrated with three techniques felt like hitting a ball of cotton, unable to break it, simply pushing it back.

But after retreating three feet, the Seven-Color Yiyun suddenly exploded, like a light bullet detonated, spewing countless seven-colored light lines from it. Those lines, fast like light electricity, whizzed toward Wang Xiaoqiang, instantly entwining him.

Wang Xiaoqiang's arms trembled, blood qi erupted, furious blood qi mixed with lightning, violently shooting outward centered on him like a blood bullet exploding, amidst a booming sound, tearing the entwining light lines apart...

"This Wang Xiaoqiang is really strong, actually broke the Seven-Color Yiyun?!" After seeing this, everyone thought such a line, greatly astonished, focusing all their gaze on Wang Xiaoqiang, eyes shining as if looking at a Heavenly Being.

Elder Mo's complexion drastically changed, then revealed resolute expression, he bit the stone tip, spewing a mouthful of fresh blood, that blood did not dissipate but charged forward like a blood arrow, hitting the seven-colored cloud, ultimately seeping into Yiduo, the Seven-Color Yiyun absorbed the blood and immediately expanded again, becoming like a wheel, radiating intensely, dazzling in seven colors, the light rendering the sky brighter, with even more light falling from the sky and merging into the Seven-Color Yiyun.

Using Blood Sacrifice Technique!!

Under blood sacrifice, the Seven-Color Yiyun expanded, like Spring Silkworm Spits Silk, explosively sending out more seven-colored light threads, densely woven, fast as electric light, like a sea of light threads rolling onto Wang Xiaoqiang, yin softness power vast like the sea. Covering sky and earth, beyond human power to resist.

Wang Xiaoqiang punched out but could not withstand, blood qi erupted, unable to break the light threads open, he was eventually wrapped by the seven-colored light threads, becoming a colorful zongzi.

"Treacherous thief, prepare to die." Elder Mo's face was sinister and fierce, he uttered a triumphant and ferocious yell, although his face turned pale after spewing essence blood, his gaze was extremely frenzied, seemingly resolved not to rest until he kills Wang Xiaoqiang.

"Seven-Color Yiyun's Seven-Color Kill!!"

Before the roar ends, Elder Mo clasped his hands, hands forming gestures, suddenly fingers opening wide like ten light beams unfolding,

As he pointed his hand gesture at Wang Xiaoqiang, seven-colored light needles shot out from the seven-colored cloud, densely like rain, toward the colorful zongzi-like Wang Xiaoqiang, firing away.

Seeing those light needles shooting, Wang Xiaoqiang willed, and from the Storage Ring, dozens of Dead Spirit Puppets charged out, arranged densely, blocking ahead to meet the light needles.

Pew pew pew pew pew...

Ultimately, half of the light needles were blocked by the Dead Spirit Puppets, yet the soul bodies of the Dead Spirits blocking the needles dissolved outward from the point of contact with the light needles, like snow and ice met with intense light, instantly vanishing.

The remaining half of the light needles rained down, Wang Xiaoqiang willed again, ten Hybrid Beasts charged out, lining up orderly, blocking ahead of Wang Xiaoqiang, finally stopping all the light needles, yet those ten Hybrid Beasts too merged like snow encountering heat, vanishing instantly.

The strength of those light needles can be seen at a glance.

If hit on Wang Xiaoqiang's body, though not melting him, damage to skin and flesh would be inevitable.

At a crucial moment, the Hybrid Beasts created by Xia Sanwa served as an arrow shield.