Living In Another World With A Farm Chapter 8374: Dharmic seal (1)

Yi Xuanming observed the approaching puppets and let out a chilling sneer. "Still persistent? Fine, since you refuse to appreciate my mercy, you can perish. Everyone, prepare yourselves and strike with the interruption talismans!" At his command, the surrounding cultivators each produced several talismans and hurled them forward.

The moment these runes left their fingers, they ignited spontaneously without the need for wind. They transformed into streaks of violet light, descending directly upon the front-line puppets. Once the purple radiance enveloped them, the puppets abruptly ceased their movements and tumbled into the sea of blood. Their functions had been completely neutralized.

Witnessing this, the members of the Bloodsucker Team were momentarily dazed before being gripped by shock. They hadn't anticipated such a development. The interruption talismans were genuinely effective against the puppets. Their composure while being besieged by the massive 13-Family Alliance had relied entirely on these puppets. With them, they possessed a sufficient force to clash with the Alliance's numbers.

However, if the enemy truly possessed a method to suppress these puppets, they would lose a vital trump card. This was a catastrophic blow. Without the puppets' assistance, they would be forced to face an army of nearly 200,000 soldiers alone—a feat that was utterly impossible. Consequently, their expressions became incredibly grim.

Zhao Hai, conversely, stared straight ahead with an unwavering expression, merely nodding. "It appears they aren't fools. They've discovered a countermeasure for the puppets quite rapidly. Furthermore, the method seems remarkably basic. Yet, such simple techniques are usually the easiest to dismantle. Hehe, but first, we must engage in this struggle."

Turning toward the Bloodsucker Team, Zhao Hai spoke in a resonant voice, "That is enough. Cast aside those gloomy faces and retract your puppets. Never forget that we are cultivators of the Blood Massacre Sect. We have never shrunk from a fight, and we never will."

Upon hearing Zhao Hai’s declaration, the dormant bloodlust and murderous intent within the Blood Massacre Sect disciples were ignited. They silently stored their puppets and drew their magic weapons, allowing their killing intent to surge fully. Standing in silence, they faced the 13-Family Alliance without a hint of terror. Within the Blood Massacre Sect, any who feared battle would have perished long ago.

Observing his subordinates, Zhao Hai suddenly broke into laughter. With a sweep of his hand, a vast legion of skeletons manifested behind him. Simultaneously, the colossus formed from the giant sword loomed at his back. Zhao Hai performed a hand seal, and the massive giant mirrored his gesture. Because Laura and the others had integrated so many rare materials into its frame, the giant’s hue had shifted from a brassy yellow to a deep bronze, possessing a strength far exceeding ordinary metal.

The giant rapidly formed a Treasure Bottle Seal. It opened its maw and unleashed a thunderous roar: "Alright!" As the sound echoed, a massive crimson cloud materialized above the Blood Massacre Sect disciples, instantly shrouding them. The disciples felt the same sensation they had during their recent epiphany. They felt immersed in an environment saturated with dense killing intent. Rather than discomfort, they felt a strange sense of ease. Stunned, they turned to Zhao Hai. He stood there with a solemn face, hands locked in a seal. Unnoticed by many, a blood-red lotus had appeared beneath his feet, while the bronze statue behind him lowered its arms.

"Cultivators of the Bloodsucker Team," Zhao Hai bellowed. "Today, the entire Blood Sea Realm shall learn your names. Kill!" At his command, the blood of the team members seemed to boil. A surge of heat raced through their veins, turning their eyes crimson and their faces ecstatic. They roared in unison, "Kill!" With that thunderous cry, they charged. The skeletons followed, and the massive bronze man, wielding a colossal long blade, joined the fray, carving a path through the enemy.

Zhao Hai had summoned roughly 10,000 skeletons, each wielding bone-forged blades. Alongside the bronze giant, they surged forward. It was a rare sight: 20,000 charging against 200,000. It resembled a frantic young wolf diving into a herd of wild bulls. Normally, a single wolf could never take down a bull, let alone a herd; such an act was suicide.

Zhao Hai maintained his hand seal, trailing behind the vanguard. The battle corpse obtained from Li Ruohai stood guard beside him. Additionally, several black-robed skeletons and twelve armored warriors carrying greatswords formed a protective circle around him. Zhao Hai remained securely centered atop the blood lotus.

Zhao Hai assessed his internal state. He hadn't initially planned for this, but after manifesting the bronze statue and the seal, he realized that releasing the gesture would cause the buff on his allies to vanish. He didn't dare break the seal. More surprisingly, his Qi was being siphoned into the seal at an alarming rate—so fast that even he found it difficult to sustain. He was forced to draw energy from both the blood lotus and his Space, channeling it through his Dharma form and dharmic seeds to convert it into dharmic power to fuel the seal.

Due to this, Zhao Hai had to deploy all his battle corpses and undead puppets for protection. He was currently defenseless. If he ceased the seal, the technique empowering the Bloodsucker Team would fail, likely leading to their annihilation. Thus, he was forced to maintain this deadlock.

Fortunately, with the Space and the blood lotus, his magical power could be instantly replenished, reaching a state of equilibrium. Otherwise, he couldn't have sustained this blessing for long. Now, he could endure this state for an extended period, which was crucial for the team's survival.

In their previous battle, the Bloodsucker Team had accidentally triggered their collective killing intent, creating a "Bloody Killing Zone." Within this domain, their prowess was vastly amplified while the enemy's strength was suppressed. Crucially, as they slew their foes, the enemies' blood and Qi partially restored their own magical power and stamina, allowing for prolonged combat. This made the Bloodsucker Team truly formidable.

Yi Xuanming didn't grasp this immediately, but he soon sensed something was wrong. When the Bloodsucker Team struck, his front-line disciples couldn't hold them back. They fought like gods of war, their blades a blur and eyes glowing red. The accompanying skeletons were equally terrifying; though perhaps less skilled than the cultivators, they were oblivious to pain. Their bones were so dense that standard attacks failed to damage them. Their bone-knife techniques were disciplined, allowing them to fight ordinary disciples to a standstill.

Yi Xuanming also noticed that anyone engaging the Blood Massacre Sect seemed weakened. Even those in the Transcendence Realm were affected. Their reflexes slowed, their strength ebbed, and it was as if their spirit had been crushed.

He quickly deduced that the crimson cloud hovering above the team was the source. His gaze shifted to Zhao Hai, standing on the blood lotus. He realized the cloud originated from him, making Zhao Hai the lynchpin of the battle.

He intended to target Zhao Hai but found it impossible. He was being closely watched by the one entity he wished to avoid: the giant. Yi Xuanming realized the giant was a manifestation of a secret technique. Zhao Hai had transformed a massive sword into this titan, meaning it wasn't a living being but a spiritual artifact in sword form.

This bronze giant was Yi Xuanming's worst nightmare. His primary strength lay in poison, which was devastating against living cultivators. It could corrode protective shields and rot flesh on contact. However, he was now facing a mountain of bronze. Even if his poison could eventually corrode a Dharma artifact, destroying something of that scale would take an eternity compared to killing a human. The sheer size of the task gave him a massive headache.

Most importantly, the enemy wouldn't just stand there. The bronze statue would strike back. Looking at the massive saber gripped in the giant’s hand, Yi Xuanming was left speechless and filled with dread.