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The real battle has only just begun.

Meanwhile, at the valley entrance, Shi Tie's feint attack, after its initial fierce burst, seemed to have encountered strong resistance. The shouts of battle and explosions did not diminish but instead became even more intense, as if both sides had truly fought to the death.

In the night sky, various magical lights intertwined and exploded, illuminating half of the sky with flickering light, as if the end of the world had arrived.

Inside the Valley of Burial Souls, bizarre and fantastical sights abound, and the air is thick with the stench of blood.

Shen Mo and Shadow Guard "Shadow Three" descended gracefully from the top of the western cliff, like two ghosts blending into the night. They skillfully avoided several patrol areas that were somewhat empty due to the battle at the valley entrance, as well as the array nodes that emitted dangerous fluctuations.

The Myriad Laws Source Pearl rotated steadily in Shen Mo's sea of ​​consciousness, its clear light spreading like flowing water. It not only enhanced Shen Mo's perception but also, to some extent, interfered with and neutralized the dense bloodlust and yin evil energy surrounding him, making their concealment effect exceptionally good.

The view inside the valley is even more breathtaking than when viewed from the cliffs.

The enormous pool of blood, like nine hideous demonic eyes, was distributed around the towering altar. The dark red, viscous blood in the pool churned and boiled, and twisted, painful faces constantly emerged, emitting silent, mournful howls, before finally sinking to the bottom of the pool, transforming into purer resentment and blood energy, which was slowly absorbed by the altar.

The cloying, nauseating smell of blood in the air was almost tangible, mixed with the chilling aura of "Nine Nether Cold Iron" and the malevolent aura of "Blood Soul Crystal," forming a foul force field capable of eroding the mind.

If a Foundation Establishment cultivator with a weak will were here, they would probably be driven mad by this environment without the enemy even having to lift a finger.

Beneath the altar, the three elders dressed in dark red ghost robes—Blood Soul, Bone Fiend, and Nightmare—remained seated in a triangular formation, seemingly oblivious to the fierce shouts and explosions coming from the valley entrance. They appeared to have absolute confidence in their defenses, completely immersed in the ritual of maintaining the altar's operation and communicating with the mysterious "gateway."

The obscure energy emanating from them connected with the three pulsating dark red banners atop the altar; with each pulsation, the evil aura within the valley intensified.

Shen Mo's gaze was icy as he locked onto the east side of the altar, where there was a subtle "gap" where the energy of the array flowed. According to the concept of the "Two Elements Micro Dust Array," this should be a relatively weak "gate of life" in this massive blood sacrifice complex array, and also the best entry point for infiltrating and destroying it.

Su Xiao and the other two assassins should be clearing out the last few hidden stakes leading in this direction, following the pre-arranged route.

"Shadow Three, conceal your aura and stay close to me. In thirty breaths, regardless of whether Su Xiao is in place, we will enter from the 'Xun' position and head straight for the third 'Blood Soul Crystal' pillar on the east side of the altar. That is one of the energy conversion nodes of the outer array." Shen Mo transmitted his voice, which was calm and without any ripples, as if he were stating something that had nothing to do with him.

"Yes." Shadow Three's response was short and firm.

Like venomous snakes lurking in the shadows, the two moved silently toward their target. The closer they got to the altar, the stronger the oppressive aura of fel energy became, as if countless malevolent eyes were watching them from the darkness.

Shen Mo could feel that the deep blue jade slip he had obtained from Qingyunzi was slightly warming up, conveying a sense of disgust and an instinctive urge to purify.

The battle at the valley entrance has become extremely intense.

"Break it for me!"

Shi Tie's beard and hair stood on end, his eyes were bloodshot, and his body was surrounded by a solidified earth-yellow spiritual light, which transformed into a three-zhang-tall rock giant phantom. His movements were in sync with his real body, and the giant axe in his hand emitted a dazzling golden light. With unstoppable momentum, he fiercely cleaved the violently fluctuating light screen of the "Bone-Corroding Poison Fire Array"!

"Boom—Crack!"

A piercing cracking sound rang out, and the array's light barrier was cleaved open by this violent attack that condensed all of Shi Tie's essence, energy, and spirit, leaving a gap several meters long!

The scorching, foul-smelling poisonous fire spewed out from the gap, but was firmly blocked by the solidified earthy yellow spiritual light on the surface of the stone and iron body, emitting a "sizzling" burning sound.

"Sharp Metal Division! Charge in with me! Thick Earth Division, reinforce the breach and hold off the counterattack! Green Wood Temple, throw the interference formation in for me!" Shi Tie roared hoarsely, his voice shaking the surrounding area, and he was the first to charge in through the breach!

With a swing of his giant axe, he cleaved several Foundation Establishment cultivators of the Xuan Yin Sect who rushed towards him into pieces, along with their magical weapons, causing blood to rain down!

"kill--!"

The elite warriors of the Battle Hall roared, following closely behind Shi Tie, surging in through the breach like a flood. The disciples of the Sharp Metal Division formed a small wedge formation, their sword energy and blade light sharp and fierce, specifically targeting and eliminating enemy experts in the mid-to-late stages of Foundation Establishment.

The disciples of the Hou Tu tribe used the gap to set up a simple defensive formation to resist the Xuan Yin Sect cultivators who were rushing in from both sides and trying to close the gap again.

Zhou Tong, along with his disciples from the Qingmu Temple, frantically threw various array plates and talismans that interfered with spiritual consciousness and created chaos into the valley, which did indeed disrupt the formation of some Xuan Yin Sect cultivators.

In an instant, the valley entrance was filled with the deafening sounds of battle. The explosions of colliding spiritual energy, the clang of weapons clashing, the screams of the dying, and the roars of anger all mingled together, turning this area into a bloody grinding mill.

The Xuan Yin Sect, relying on its advantageous terrain and formations, had a numerical advantage; the Qing Yun Sect's battle hall consisted of battle-hardened elites, with excellent teamwork and high morale. In addition, Shi Tie, the "human weapon," charged ahead, and for a time, the battle became fierce and evenly matched, holding back the valley's defenders and even showing signs of a counterattack.

"Hold on! They don't have many people! Outlast them!" The mid-stage Golden Core leader of the Xuan Yin Sect was both shocked and furious. He personally led several early-stage Golden Core deacons forward to try to stabilize the situation and intercept Shi Tie.

"Well done! Take this from your Grandpa Shi!" Shi Tie grinned, completely unafraid, and swung his giant axe with the power to split mountains and shatter peaks, fighting against the mid-stage Golden Core leader.

Wang Hu and other Golden Core cultivators from the Qingyun Sect also faced their respective opponents, engaging in fierce battles, making the situation even more brutal.

Near the western cliff.

Fairy Ling Shuang and Elder Leng Yue hovered in mid-air, their bodies radiating a chilling aura, like fairies descending from the moon palace. Before them were dozens of Xuan Yin Sect patrolling cultivators who had been slowed by the "Frozen Thousand Miles" spell and had just broken free from the frost's restraints, filled with shock and anger. Among them were two leaders at the early Golden Core stage.

"You vile wretches from the Xuanbing Pavilion! How dare you launch a sneak attack on my Holy Sect!" A leader in the early Golden Core stage roared angrily, summoning a bone banner shrouded in black mist. As soon as the banner unfurled, dozens of menacing ghostly figures flew out, emitting shrill shrieks, and pounced on the two women.

Fairy Ling Shuang remained unmoved, gently raising her hand, and a point of icy blue light emanated from her fingertip.

"Mystic Ice... Break."

Before the sound faded, the icy blue light suddenly expanded, transforming into a sweeping ice crystal storm! Wherever it passed, the ghostly figures were instantly frozen, then shattered with a "crack," turning into countless ice shards. The ice crystal storm continued its relentless advance, heading straight for the bone banner and the spellcaster!

"Not good!" The leader's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly activated the bone banner for defense, but was knocked back by the ice crystal storm. The spiritual light of the bone banner dimmed, and a thick layer of ice condensed on its surface.

Elder Lengyue chuckled, her figure flashing like a ghost. A pair of crystal-clear ice spikes appeared in her hands without her noticing. Like a butterfly flitting among flowers, she instantly circled behind another Golden Core leader who was trying to launch a sneak attack from the side, and the spikes silently pierced his heart.

"Sister, be careful!" Fairy Ling Shuang suddenly shouted, her jade hand grabbing at the empty space to the side!

"laugh!"

A barely perceptible, yet incredibly sharp and transparent sword aura suddenly shot out from the shadows to the side, its target aimed directly at Elder Leng Yue's temple! The speed, the angle, and the purity of its killing intent far surpassed the previous attacks from the Xuan Yin Sect cultivators!