Chapter 2361 - 2320: Seven-Color Yiyun's Seven-Color Burst

The Blood Sacrifice Technique requires using one's essence blood to activate a spell technique, thereby doubling the spell's power beyond its original effect, achieving the goal of attacking and killing the enemy.

Elder Mo originally thought that by spending a mouthful of essence blood, he could kill Wang Xiaoqiang, but unexpectedly, Wang Xiaoqiang's storage ring contained such a large number of puppets. This not only surprised Elder Mo but also stunned everyone else, their faces showing strange expressions.

Moreover, the puppets Wang Xiaoqiang released, whether they were Dead Spirit and Soul Puppets or Hybrid Beast Puppets, were very strong, at least qualified to serve as shields.

And it seemed likely that Wang Xiaoqiang's storage ring contained a large number of puppets.

Seeing Wang Xiaoqiang use Dead Spirit Puppets and Hybrid Beast Puppets to withstand the first wave of attack from Seven-Color Yiyun, Yiyun's Seven-Color Kill, Elder Mo's face was full of depression.

However, after hesitating for a moment, his expression showed some resolve, and then, as if risking his life, he bit his tongue and sprayed two more mouthfuls of essence blood. The two mouthfuls of essence blood not only solidified but also fused together, like a blood arrow flying rapidly, eventually spraying onto that Seven-Color Yiyun. Strands of blood threads seeped into the radiant clouds.

After spraying blood, Elder Mo's complexion turned pale and shriveled, even his body shriveled as if drained of most of the blood, appearing weak.

In contrast, after the sacrifice of two mouthfuls of essence blood, the Seven-Color Cloud grew twice as big again, its brilliance more intense, its seven colors rotating, reflecting the Nine Heavens. The sky above the Yiyun Tribe appeared like a heavy, colorful paint, yet incredibly eerie.

As the sky's colors deepened, countless rays of light fell from the sky like rain, ultimately converging into the enormous Seven-Color Yiyun.

Suddenly, the Seven-Color Yiyun became larger, its colors brighter, dazzling to the point that it was impossible to look directly at.

"Kill!!!"

Elder Mo, as if concentrating all his strength, shouted out the word "kill," his expression even more dispirited. However, as his kill word was spoken, a dense and terrifying sound like whistling erupted, countless Seven-Color Light Needles shot out from the Seven-Color Yiyun, dense as waves, like a sea of light needles, rushing towards Wang Xiaoqiang.

Inside Wang Xiaoqiang's storage ring were nearly a hundred Hybrid Beasts, originally intended for dealing with powerful foes or Primordial Giant Beasts. Unexpectedly, at this moment, they could only serve as shields, which seemed somewhat wasteful but necessary.

Seeing countless terrifying light needles sweeping and shooting forth, Wang Xiaoqiang dared not hesitate. Immediately, with a thought, he summoned fifty Hybrid Beasts, arranging them in front of himself to form a large wall of beast bodies for defense.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

Countless Seven-Color Light Needles fell like a rain of colors, dazzling yet carrying an endless murderous intent, shooting onto the Hybrid Beasts, causing them to scream miserably. Their beast bodies immediately melted like snow in a fire, disappearing without a trace.

It was the most terrifying finishing move, like a bloodless blade!!!

The Seven-Color Light Needles made everyone fearful, causing everyone present to retreat, fearing to touch them, as if avoiding a plague.

Finally, Wang Xiaoqiang expended fifty more Hybrid Beasts to block the countless Seven-Color Light Needles falling from the sky.

Elder Mo was extremely frustrated upon seeing this, truly unexpected that Wang Xiaoqiang's storage ring contained so many beasts, truly frustrating.

The formidable aspect of the Seven-Color Light Needles lay in "counteracting matter upon encounter," meaning that regardless of person, beast, or object, encountering them would dissolve them.

No matter how powerful the object, even someone like Wang Xiaoqiang with an almost perfect physical body posture would be dissolved if pierced, facing certain death with no spell technique capable of resisting or dispelling them.

However, the Seven-Color Light Needles also had a weakness, which was "self-dissolution upon encounter."

Self-dissolution upon encounter means that invariably whether encountering person, beast, or object, whether strong or fragile, they would dissolve upon contact.

Like a bomb, whether it exploded a bunker or a ball of cotton, the bomb would ultimately be consumed.

Fifty Hybrid Beasts, with their large bodies serving as shields, were ideal, and despite the strength of the Seven-Color Light Needles, against Hybrid Beasts, they were destined to dissolve completely.

"Old harpy, let's see how many mouthfuls of essence blood you have. Let's see whether you have more essence blood or I have more Hybrid Beasts?" Despite being bound by Seven-Color Light Threads, wrapped like a seven-colored dumpling, Wang Xiaoqiang possessed the Heavenly Eye, capable of seeing everything outside. Observing Elder Mo sacrificing with the Blood Sacrifice Technique by spraying three mouthfuls of essence blood, his physical body and spirit were already dispirited, and his cultivation had diminished by half, easing Wang Xiaoqiang's heart considerably.

He knew that the human body's essence blood was limited, and the essence blood sprayed via the Blood Sacrifice Technique contained the True Essence of Cultivation Base. Despite appearing as only a small amount, it actually spent cultivation base, self-destroying the Daoist Foundation.

In Elder Mo's case, if he sprayed three or four more mouthfuls of blood, he would not only lose all cultivation, but also become a mummy and die miserably on the spot.

Using the Blood Sacrifice Technique equates to a slow suicide.

Although Wang Xiaoqiang consumed half of his Hybrid Beasts, Hybrid Beasts can be cultivated again, whereas essence blood and true essence were limited, once sprayed completely depleted. Thinking of this, he found it amusing and sympathized with Elder Mo, provoking a loud taunt.

"You little brat, today I shall sacrifice my own life to destroy you." Old Master Mo let out a fury howl, immediately spraying three more mouthfuls of blood.

After spraying those three mouthfuls of essence blood, his body appeared as if his sinew, bones, and flesh had been extracted, immediately becoming even more shriveled, extremely skinny, like skin and bones, though not as bad as a mummy, not much better than a mummy either. His body seemed to lack support, his steps stumbled, almost falling.

The three mouthfuls of essence blood fused together, transformed into blood arrows, rushing toward Seven-Color Yiyun, eventually all injecting into it.

That Seven-Color Yiyun, once injected with three mouthfuls of essence blood, grew larger again to the size of a flower house, its brilliance erupting, seven colors flowing, rushing straight to the clouds. The sky reflected like heavy colored paint, countless rays of light descended from the sky, converging toward Seven-Color Yiyun.

That Seven-Color Cloud, like a leviathan absorbing water, absorbed those light points, accompanied by Elder Mo's weak cry..."Seven-Color Yiyun's Seven-Color Burst."

Boom~~~~

A deafening sound erupted, shattering the sacrificial altar into pieces that flew outward, as the entire Seven-Color Yiyun exploded, bursting into seven-colored light, like a detonating color bomb transforming into countless needles.

The needles divided into seven colors: red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple. The seven-colored needles, drawn by an unknown force, formed a torrent of needles, overwhelmingly rushing towards Wang Xiaoqiang.

During the rush, the seven-colored needles naturally gathered and arranged, like colors attracted to one another, eventually condensed together, densely arranged. Red at the front, orange behind it, followed by yellow needles, then green needles... until the last purple needles.

Forming a matrix of red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple needles, like seven-colored missiles, fiercely bombarding towards Wang Xiaoqiang.

PS: No inspiration today, couldn't write much, sorry, two chapters today, no need to wait after reading, thank you...