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Chen Qing, Fengshan, and Wei Liujia have all faced disasters, leaving only Chunqiu and Cui Jing struggling.

“Take care of Chen Qing; I’ll take the fight.” After leaving this sentence, Cui Jing resolutely rushed into the void.

Facing Qin Tuo, he raised his eight-foot mysterious staff diagonally and charged without the slightest hesitation.

As he brought down the staff, the virtual image of tens of thousands of feet descended like a black dragon, shaking the heavens and the earth.

Qin Tuo retreated, raised his right hand, and suddenly clenched it into a fist.

In an instant, countless threads of blood-red brilliance surged from behind him, sweeping toward Cui Jing like a deluge.

Buzz…

The blood-red and profound black clashed, and the virtual image of the staff shattered rapidly, but the blood-red brilliance did not diminish; it crazily twisted toward Cui Jing.

In just an instant, Cui Jing’s figure was engulfed in the blood-red torrent.

“Cui Jing!” Chun Qiu’s heart was filled with anxiety; he almost fell into the blood river while clutching Chen Qing.

The entire chaotic sky was almost covered by the blood-red flood, and it was difficult for Cui Jing to escape.

Qin Tuo stood with his hands behind his back, slowly approaching the spot where Cui Jing had stood before.

The next moment, a change occurred!

The chaotic blood river was torn apart without any warning.

As the blood river tore, a force as heavy as a mountain suddenly struck!

Because everything happened too quickly, even Qin Tuo couldn’t react.

Boom!

Unparalleled violence and a murderous aura erupted.

Under this strike, Qin Tuo’s entire right arm, along with his shoulder, was smashed into a cloud of blood mist.

Then, like a demonic god, Cui Jing walked out of the blood-red torrent. He was covered in blood, with the mysterious staff slung diagonally over his shoulder.

Facing the retreating Qin Tuo, he spat out a mouthful of blood and said fiercely, “As fellow Immortals, do you even deserve the qualifications to be so arrogant? Today, even if I have to shatter my own cultivation, I will extract your Immortal Bone!”

Qin Tuo’s shattered arm quickly regenerated. Furious, he released almost all his power. An endless blood-red torrent behind him formed a sky-covering diamond-shaped mirror.

The mirror reflected the endless blood river.

“Bah, he’s just playing tricks!” Cui Jing spat out another mouthful of blood and said with a ferocious expression.

This mirror was simply too vast, it was like a barrier connecting to a Super Heavenly Region plane.

Cui Jing stood before the mirror, feeling a chill like the depths of the ocean.

Inside the massive mirror, the river of blood surged, and then a vertical pupil appeared, exuding a mesmerizing power.

“Cui Jing, get back!” Chun Qiu sensed that something was wrong and urgently warned, but it was already too late.

Cui Jing stood still as if his soul had been sucked out, his eyes devoid of expression. Then he leaped into the mirror, swallowed by the river of blood.

Chun Qiu’s face turned pale. They had come as a group of five, and now only he remained. This situation was truly dire.

Feng Shan, Wei Liujia, and Cui Jing’s whereabouts were unknown, and Chen Qing had fallen unconscious. In this eerie crimson world, he was the only one left with the strength to fight.

He waved his hand, using his energy to suspend Chen Qing in mid-air, and stood in front of Qin Tuo.

“Hand them over, or you won’t be able to bear the consequences.”

Qin Tuo, tainted by the blood aura, smirked coldly. “You bunch of ragtag fighters have no strength left to fight, and you still think you can talk your way out?”

“Oh really? Are you so sure we have no strength left?” Chunqiu replied with a smile that wasn’t a smile.

Qin Tuo did not respond, but Chun Qiu’s question filled him with disgust.

Just as he was about to strike, the entire crimson world suddenly trembled.

The tremors were so violent that they instantly caused the earth to collapse and the blood river to reverse its flow.

Qin Tuo was taken aback, and even his cold demeanor wavered.

The shaking of the entire blood-red world was due to an external force, an unmistakable force.

Chun Qiu first tensed up, then a trace of joy appeared on his face. He felt a familiar, overwhelming power.

The once-dark sky began to shatter, countless rifts twisted and engulfed almost the entire sky.

In the next moment, starting from the center of the rifts, the entire sky collapsed and shattered, and the blood river reversed its flow.

A pure and supreme Yan power descended, pressing down on the blood river, keeping it at bay.

With the arrival of this figure, all the Blood Qi scattered and could not approach within a hundred miles of him.

Dressed in white, his clothes fluttering in the wind, long black hair billowing, his gaze carried an unparalleled majesty as he looked at Qin Tuo.

“Hngg…!”

He suddenly felt a powerful mental assault, almost causing him to collapse.

Qin Tuo grunted, stepped back several paces, and blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

The newcomer was too terrifying. Just a single confrontation had brought them to this point. He was no ordinary Yan Immortal.

He looked at the figure in white, wearing clothes like a white jade gown, and a strange sense of familiarity washed over him.

“Brother Jian!” Chun Qiu shouted, “Cui Jing and the others have been taken to an unknown place by him.”

The newcomer was none other than Jian Wushuang. Earlier, when he was about to come with them, he had been forcibly held back by the Young Emperor, who had made him take some medicine before they left.

But the current situation was far more serious than he had imagined.

After hearing Chun Qiu’s words, Jian Wushuang furrowed his brows and looked at Qin Tuo, who resembled a blood gourd. For some reason, he felt a strange sense of familiarity with him.

However, he was certain that he had never seen Qin Tuo before.

“Hey, bring them all back, and I won’t pursue this,” Jian Wushuang said calmly, with an unquestionable demeanor, as if he were informing rather than negotiating.

Qin Tuo was taken aback, then annoyed. “You say bring them back, and they’ll be brought back? You must be delusional!”

Jian Wushuang was too lazy to waste his breath and flicked his finger.

In an instant, an extremely pure Sword Intent rose up and slashed forward.

This was an unstoppable sword aura; even if Qin Tuo realized it, he could only choose to resist it head-on.

“Splatter…”

Divine blood splattered as the Sword Intent almost cut Qin Tuo in half.

He grunted, and his eyes filled with murderous intent as he seemed to be willing to shatter his Immortal body, releasing an endless surge of Blood Qi.

The Blood Qi transformed, forming a million blood-colored mirrors, closing in on Jian Wushuang from every direction.

Watching this scene, Chun Qiu was greatly alarmed. “Brother Jian, get out of the way!!!”

However, Jian Wushuang did not dodge or evade. Instead, he looked with interest at the million blood-colored mirrors closing in like a vast sea.

Qin Tuo revealed a cruel smile; he was confident that no immortal could escape his grasp.

But in the next moment, a tremendous change occurred.

Under the encirclement of a million blood-colored mirrors, a pillar of deep blue light shot into the sky, dispersing the blood fog directly.

At the same time, a majestic figure appeared, casting a rainbow-colored halo over heaven and earth.

The figure opened its eyes, exuding an indescribable supreme majesty that swallowed everything!

The entire Blood Mirror World couldn’t withstand this energy and quickly collapsed.

The million mirrors quickly turned into dust, dissipating like the tide.

Qin Tuo was greatly alarmed and hastily retreated, but it was already too late