Living In Another World With A Farm Chapter 8655: Killing the enemy (1)

No one had anticipated the sheer power of Zhao Hai’s assault. His blade had decimated over a dozen formidable magic weapons before him, a feat rivaling the might of major Sect Leaders. It’s known that such power often equals the strength of a sect’s supreme artifact, though its use is fleeting due to immense energy consumption.

While onlookers believed Zhao Hai had expended much of his power, he pressed forward, unfazed. He knew his reserves could be replenished in mere breaths. Suddenly, a dazzling, multicolored light erupted from the Yin-Yang Sect's grand formation, hurtling towards the Bloody Massacre Sect's cavalry with astonishing velocity. Its beauty was undeniable, yet that beauty harbored deadly intent.

The Yin-Yang Sect possessed a sacred treasure known as Wu Nishang, a celestial artifact crafted from vibrant feathers. Worn as an adornment, it projected colorful lights for both offense and defense, creating a spectacle of graceful, dance-like movements. Hence its name. As the sect’s cornerstone, Wu Nishang was incredibly potent, yet its attacks appeared deceptively gentle, without a trace of fire or smoke, earning it the title of the most exquisite weapon in the Blood Sea Realm.

Witnessing the radiant cascade, many were momentarily transfixed, captivated by its allure. Only a handful of seasoned powerhouses snapped back to reality, their expressions shifting dramatically. They were astounded that the Yin-Yang Sect had deployed their guardian celestial artifact.

As the seven-colored light neared the cavalry, a crimson saber-light materialized, striking the dazzling display. A thunderous boom echoed, shaking the very world. The surrounding space contorted, unable to contain the clash of such immense forces.

At this critical juncture, Zhao Hai's cavalry had surged to the forefront of the enemy ranks. With a sweep of his hand, his Heavenly Silk Flying Flower Sword fractured into thirty-six smaller blades, which then shot forward. In an instant, every Yin-Yang Sect disciple directly before them met their end, their throats pierced by the swift, sharp projectiles.

The Bloody Massacre Sect's forces plunged into the heart of the Yin-Yang Sect's lines. Their spears became instruments of death, akin to the Reaper's scythe, reaping the lives of the enemy disciples. The Xenomorphs they rode were equally devastating. Their long tails, razor-sharp fangs, and powerful forelimbs transformed into deadly weapons, tearing apart any foe unfortunate enough to cross their path.

Amidst the chaos, a voice boomed, "Zhao Hai, do you dare to face me in single combat?" Accompanying the voice, a figure ascended into the sky. It was the Yin-Yang Scholar, now adorned in a flowing, multicolored cloak emblazoned with a phoenix motif.

"Hahahaha, why should I not?" Zhao Hai's reply boomed as he, too, ascended. He halted before the Yin-Yang Scholar, having sheathed his Heavenly Silk Flying Flower Sword and now gripping the God-Slaying Saber. He met the Scholar's gaze with an unperturbed expression.

The Yin-Yang Scholar addressed Zhao Hai, his voice deep, "Zhao Hai, the Yin-Yang Sect holds no grievance against the Bloody Massacre Sect. Why do you attack us?" This was merely a facade; the notion that the Bloody Massacre Sect had no enemies was laughable. In the entirety of the Blood Sea Realm, few sects, apart from the Giant Demon Sect, could claim such a status.

Zhao Hai scoffed, retorting, "There was no enmity between the Bloody Massacre Sect and the Corpse Demon Sect, yet they were annihilated. Do you truly claim the Yin-Yang Sect has no quarrel with the Bloody Massacre Sect? Save your words, Yin-Yang Scholar. They are futile. It is a dog-eat-dog world. Now, it is either you fall or I triumph. Let us commence."quot; With that, Zhao Hai raised the God-Slaying Saber, pointing its tip at the Yin-Yang Scholar, a boundless aura of killing intent emanating from him.

The Yin Yang scholar, upon observing Zhao Hai, let out a hearty laugh. "Well, well done, Zhao Hai. You were once renowned as the foremost Pro-disciple in the blood sea realm. However, back then, you were merely a Pro-disciple. I never anticipated you would reach such a formidable level. Excellent, truly excellent. I am eager to witness the extent of your strength." As he uttered these words, a resplendent, multi-hued light erupted from his body, gradually coalescing in the sky to form an image of a vibrant Phoenix, encircling the Yin Yang scholar.

Zhao Hai regarded him with a smile. "Indeed, it is a magnificent magic weapon, fashioned from the legendary colorful Phoenix feathers. Very well, I shall engage you in battle today." With that, he sheathed the long saber he held. As he did, the palpable killing intent emanating from him slowly condensed, transforming into a colossal, blood-red saber, approximately a hundred meters in length. The immense saber and the majestic Phoenix then stood poised against each other in the heavens.

Below, the conflict raged unabated. Despite witnessing the aerial confrontation, the combatants below paid it little heed, their own clashes proving equally ferocious. The forces of the Bloody Massacre Sect were launching a pincer attack on the Yin Yang Sect's army. On one flank, the Yin Ghost Sect, under the command of Yama Ling, was aggressively engaging the Yin Yang Sect's forces. Simultaneously, the main contingent of the Bloody Massacre Sect, augmented by allies from the Yin Ghost Sect and the Giant Devil Sect, formed a consolidated three-pronged assault. Consequently, the Yin Yang Sect's army found itself completely encircled, igniting a battle of earth-shattering proportions.

Yet, Zhao Hai and the Yin Yang scholar remained locked in a tense standoff, seemingly oblivious to the pandemonium unfolding below. The Yin Yang scholar's hawk-like gaze scrutinized Zhao Hai, searching for any conceivable weakness. Zhao Hai, however, stood resolute, his blade held firm like an unyielding mountain, betraying no discernible vulnerability.

Zhao Hai looked toward the Yin Yang scholar and declared with a laugh, "Yin Yang scholar, the transgressions of the Yin Yang Sect have perpetually stained the honor of the entire blood sea realm. Today, I shall eradicate you all. This act will serve as retribution for all those in the blood sea realm who have suffered under your tyranny. Accept this!" With his pronouncement, he swung his blade towards the Yin Yang warrior. Accompanying this devastating strike was the colossal blade shadow that had enveloped Zhao Hai, now hurtling towards the Yin Yang scholar.

"Hmph!" The Yin Yang scholar retorted with a cold snort. "As if the members of your Bloody Massacre Sect are paragons of virtue. Do you truly believe I fear you? Colorful Phoenix, dance in the sky!" As he commanded, the resplendent Phoenix above him ascended, soaring to meet the descending blade. The vibrant Phoenix and the immense saber collided with a thunderous impact.

A deafening boom echoed as the saber met its match, yet neither combatant yielded an advantage. Witnessing this stalemate, Zhao Hai erupted in laughter. "Excellent, you possess some skill. Take this!" With newfound vigor, Zhao Hai brandished his God-slaying Saber and bellowed, "Slay! Rivers of Blood!" As he spoke, the immense blade shadow morphed, transforming into a vast, churning Blood River that surged towards the Yin Yang scholar.

The Yin Yang scholar let out another cold snort, proclaiming, "Long Wings Cover the Sky!" In response to his command, the ethereal Phoenix unfurled its immense wings, appearing to eclipse the very heavens. It then plummeted into the roaring Blood River, resulting in a colossal splash.

However, no sign of the Blood River's fate emerged. Instead, Zhao Hai's voice boomed, "Blood Kingdom Three Thousand!" With his chant, the Blood River expanded dramatically, and countless colossal, blood-red cities materialized around them, ensnaring the Phoenix within their confines.

"Phoenix Dances in the Nine Heavens!" Prompted by the Yin Yang scholar's incantation, the colorful Phoenix immediately soared upwards, shattering the encirclement of the blood-red cities. It is worth noting that the martial technique the Yin Yang scholar employed at this juncture was part of a powerful lineage established by Wu Nishang, designed to unlock her maximum potential. This fabled martial art was exclusively bestowed upon the sect master of each generation, representing the pinnacle of the Yin Yang Sect's combat prowess.

"Blood Ocean and Corpse Mountain!" As the colorful Phoenix ascended skyward, Zhao Hai's voice resonated once more. Immediately following, an unimaginably massive mountain of corpses descended from the heavens, bearing down upon the ascending Phoenix. The Phoenix tilted its head back and issued a piercing howl before striking the colossal corpse mountain with its head. With a resounding crash, the mountain of corpses plummeted from the sky. However, the Phoenix found itself pinned beneath the crushing weight. Finally, with a resounding thud, the mountain of corpses halted its descent mid-air. Yet, this halt was not due to the Phoenix's strength, but rather due to its own immobilization.

Zhao Hai's voice then resounded, "Shen Ji, go, kill, Cloud Piercing Arrow!" Accompanying this command, a sudden flash of blood-red light appeared. The Colorful Phoenix's form instantly froze. Subsequently, the Colorful Phoenix's body slowly vanished, exposing the Yin Yang Scholar within. His eyes were wide, fixed upon Zhao Hai. In the ensuing moment, blood erupted from his throat. The divine radiance in his eyes gradually faded. He fell backward, his life extinguished entirely.

Zhao Hai stood aloft in the sky and let out a fierce roar. He then bellowed, "Yin Yang warrior, perish! Blood Slaughter Sect disciples, perish!" Upon hearing his declaration, all the disciples of the Yin Yang Sect found their spirits ignited. They had never conceived that Zhao Hai would dispatch the Yin Yang Scholar so swiftly. This realization filled them with elation. He was the Yin Yang Scholar, the leader of the Yin Yang Sect. Now that Zhao Hai had slain him, did this not signify Zhao Hai's superior might? Did this not imply their victory was already assured? With this exhilarating thought, the disciples of the Blood Slaughter Sect became exceptionally fervent. Brandishing their weapons, they surged forth towards the disciples of the Yin Yang Sect.