Eternal life begins with saving my clan-Chapter 253: The Consequence of Challenging the Celestial Heavenly Sect

The battle in front of Baiyun city was still raging on, leaving destruction in its wake. Elder Hua, though covered in blood and bearing many deep injuries, stood with unwavering determination. Her gaze was firm, filled with pride.

Opposite her, a few meters away, stood the black man, his condition far worse than Elder Hua's.

His left arm was twisted at an impossible angle, blood continuously gushing from his mouth.

Deep scars marked his face, running from his left ear down to his jaw.

Despite the agony, his breathing was labored but unyielding, a testament to the formidable resilience within him.

The two glared at each other, a silent understanding passing between them.

Their surroundings lay in total ruin, with cracks and craters marring the once-lush greenery and transforming the peaceful forest into a landscape of destruction. Stay connected with novelbuddy.com

Perched on the city wall in the distance, Xiao Bai, the city lord, wore a solemn expression as he observed the devastation.

His thoughts raced to the potential fate awaiting Baiyun city had Elder Hua not responded timely to the black man's attack.

The mere contemplation of the possible consequences sent shivers down his spine, and he involuntarily sucked in a cold breath.

As the battle continued, the clash of powerful forces echoed through the air, creating shockwaves that reverberated across the landscape.

The sky above Baiyun city seemed to darken, overshadowed by the intense struggle between Elder Hua and the black man.

The fate of the city hung in the balance, and the outcome of this fierce confrontation would determine the course of not just Baiyun city but the lives of its inhabitants.

In the midst of the chaos, the residents who had sought refuge within the city walls held their collective breath, their eyes glued to the distant battlefield.

Each collision of power sent tremors through the city, a stark reminder of the peril that loomed.

Back on the battlefield, Elder Hua and the black man continued their relentless exchange of blows.

Despite their injuries, they fought with all their strength, their skills and determination pushing them beyond the limits of ordinary warriors.

The ground beneath them cracked with every impact, and the air crackled with energy as they unleashed their most potent techniques.

As the battle reached its crescendo, a sudden surge of power emanated from the distance, catching the black man off guard. The unexpected arrival of this new force sent a cold breeze blowing on his face, and his heart skipped a beat. The threat from the unknown assailant was on another scale altogether, causing all the hair on his body to stand up straight.

Before he could react to the mysterious newcomer, a nerve-wracking pain jolted through his brain, and a miserable scream involuntarily escaped his mouth. He staggered backward, driven by instinct, his mind racing to comprehend what had just happened.

Retreating with his top speed, the black man couldn't shake off the unsettling feeling that something was terribly wrong, but he couldn't pinpoint what it was.

Meanwhile, standing right in front of Elder Hua was a woman clad in intimidating armor. She ignored the writhing man and focused her attention on Elder Hua.

"Are you alright?" she asked respectfully, her presence exuding a powerful aura.

"I'll live," Elder Hua responded with a bright smile, appreciating the timely intervention.

"Good. Let me deal with him," the armored woman declared with a calm authority.

"Hmm," Elder Hua nodded, trusting in her capabilities, and without hesitation, she turned to leave the battlefield.

Whoosh!

In a blink, Elder Hua disappeared from the scene, leaving the two powerful people facing each other.

The tension on the battlefield was palpable, and fear gripped the man who had lost his arm.

Groaning in pain, he struggled to comprehend the sudden turn of events.

With unparalleled speed and precision, the armored woman closed the distance between them. The man, still reeling from the pain, couldn't even detect how his attacker swiftly cleaved off his left arm, leaving him with just one.

As the woman stood a few paces away, the man looked at her with a mix of shock and fear.

The intensity of the battle seemed to have shifted entirely, and he felt an overwhelming sense of danger emanating from this mysterious warrior.

Cold sweats drenched his spine as he faced an opponent whose true power and abilities remained shrouded in uncertainty.

The man stood there, flabbergasted, as he realized that the aura emanating from the armored woman was that of an Early Foundation Building realm stage 3. His mind screamed in disbelief, struggling to comprehend the bizarre turn of events.

"What in the world is happening?" echoed his thoughts.

Elder Hua, with her cultivation at the Early Foundation Building realm stage 2, had already presented a formidable challenge, fighting him on equal footing. However, the sudden appearance of this mysterious woman, boasting a higher cultivation stage, sent shockwaves of danger through him, something he hadn't felt in decades.

"W-Who are you?" he stammered, his voice betraying a mix of fear and confusion.

Ignoring his question, the woman dashed toward him with lightning speed, catching the man off guard.

"Fuck!" he cried in panic, hastily adopting a battle stance. In his prime, he might have stood a slim chance, but now...

Ahhhhhhhh!

Ahhhhhhhh!

Miserable screams pierced the air as Biyu's deadly cold dagger cut through the man's body at an astonishing speed. In a matter of seconds, she expertly sliced through his flesh, dissecting his body as if it were a rare specimen in a laboratory.

Collapsed on the ground, the man had lost all semblance of the pride and prestige that came with being a Golden Core expert. Drenched in blood from head to toe, his black robe showcased the visible, gruesome wounds. Through the injuries, his bones and organs were exposed.

"P-Please..."

Bang!

Before he could complete his plea, a powerful kick connected with his jaw, sending tens of teeth flying out of his mouth and dislocating his jaw.

The force from the kick almost allowed his consciousness to escape his body, leaving him in a state of heavy-headed dizziness.

The world around him seemed to shatter into pieces.

Every inch of his body throbbed in excruciating pain. With a dislocated jaw, he couldn't close his mouth or articulate words.

Lying helpless in a pool of his own blood, he caught a glimpse of the woman's silhouette and shivered.

To him, she was the embodiment of a devil from the abyss, an unstoppable force that had shattered his pride and reduced him to a pitiful, broken figure.

As the echoes of the man's agonized screams reverberated across the battlefield, Biyu stood over his broken form, her eyes cold and unwavering.

The dislocated jaw and shattered legs had reduced him to a pitiable state, and he writhed in excruciating pain.

"Do you know your crime?" Biyu repeated, her voice a haunting melody of retribution.

The man's eyes pleaded for mercy, but his mangled jaw robbed him of words. He could only communicate the intensity of his suffering through the desperation in his gaze.

Ahhhhhhhh!

Another wretched scream erupted as Biyu, driven by the icy wrath within her, mercilessly smashed her foot into the man's remaining leg.

The sickening crunch of breaking bones filled the air, and the man's anguished cries seemed to pierce the very fabric of reality.

With a second brutal strike, Biyu rendered both of his legs useless, reducing them to a grotesque pile of meat and shattered bones.

The once formidable Golden Core expert now lay broken, his body a testament to the consequences of challenging the Celestial Heavenly Sect.

"This isn't over. You don't attack and injure an elder of the Celestial Heavenly Sect and expect a quick death," Biyu declared coldly, her words carrying the weight of divine judgment.

She scooped up what was left of the man's shattered form, a gruesome trophy of her retribution, and with a swift disappearance, she left the battlefield.

Meanwhile, on the southern sea, three hundred men with a formidable aura surged forward, their faces etched with solemn determination. Their mission was to transform the Barren Land into a desolate wasteland, devoid of any signs of life.

This mission, though ruthless and inhumane, was just another assignment from the Council to the Reapers.

Unperturbed by the moral implications, the Reapers were bound by duty to carry out their orders with unwavering resolve.

Having traversed several miles across the southern sea, the group suddenly encountered a radiant purple light in the distance.

Instantly, a tense energy enveloped them, prompting the soldiers to raise their guards and draw their weapons.

The leader, a middle-aged woman renowned not only for her combat prowess but also for her unique eye skill, squinted her gaze at the mysterious glow.

A crimson light flashed from her pupils, indicating the activation of her special ability.

"How is that possible?!" she exclaimed, her eyes widening in disbelief.

The distinctive eye skill she possessed allowed her to perceive hidden truths, unravel secrets invisible to ordinary human senses.

As she utilized this skill to decipher the source of the purple light, the revelation left her momentarily speechless.