In Zhu Xian, people start to rise from plundering entries

The armored man rushed towards Su Han with a black afterimage, and Bi Yao's dagger instantly ignited with golden flames.

She flipped in the air and turned the flames into chains that wrapped around the armored man's ankles.

The moment the chain touched the black fog, a sharp crackling sound was heard. The armored man staggered half a step, and the long sword in his hand slashed at a tricky angle, aiming straight at Bi Yao's throat.

Bi Yao dodged to the side and caught a glimpse of cold sweat on Su Han's forehead.

At this moment, the ice-blue light on the giant sword was clashing fiercely with the black fog of the abyss. Every collision caused cracks in the ground to spread.

Her heart tightened, and she suddenly remembered the bloody wasteland full of Lycoris radiata in the illusion. A voice deep in her memory whispered:
"Everything is interdependent and mutually exclusive, and light is not the only salvation."

"Su Han! Try to freeze the black fog with ice!"

Bi Yao shouted as she threw out several golden rays, forcing the armored man to retreat again and again. "Although they are energy bodies, their essence is the condensation of resentment!"

Su Han's pupils shrank suddenly when he heard that. He bit his tongue hard and injected the bloody spiritual power into the giant sword.

The icy blue light suddenly surged and turned into ice spikes that climbed along the edge of the abyss.

When the black fog came into contact with the cold air, it let out a sharp scream like a baby crying, and began to condense into black ice crystals that fell to the ground.

The armored man roared upon seeing this, and the black mist around him condensed into three giant wolves. The venom dripping from their fangs corroded the ground.

Bi Yao clenched the dagger and rushed forward. The golden beam of light collided with the wolf's claws, causing sparks all over the sky.

She rolled to her feet in the aftermath of the explosion, and suddenly discovered that half of the dark red lines on the armored man's neck were exposed...

The pattern was exactly the same as the shape of the petals of the Lycoris radiata in the illusion.

"So you're cursed too!"

Bi Yao's eyes gleamed, "The star map fragment is not your power at all, it is controlling you!"

The armored man's movements paused slightly, and the giant wolf formed by the black mist actually disintegrated for a moment.

Su Han caught this flaw at that moment. He took the opportunity to gather the ice spiritual power into an ice cone and pierced it directly into the connection between the giant sword and the abyss.

The moment the ice cone pierced in, a roar like a prehistoric beast awakened came from the abyss, and the giant sword began to tremble violently, and the ice-blue light and black mist intertwined into a vortex. Yao took the opportunity to rush towards the armored man, and the dagger slashed across his arm, revealing more dark red lines.

The armored man roared in pain, and the cracks on the star map fragment in his hand began to spread. The overflowing black mist suddenly turned into countless tiny vines, entwining Biyao's wrist.

The vines were covered with barbs, and every time they penetrated a little deeper, Biyao felt the strength in her body being sucked away madly.

"Is this the Soul Devouring Vine?"

Bi Yao recalled the records in ancient books, which said that this was a forbidden technique used by ancient evil cultivators to extract the spiritual energy of others.

She endured the severe pain and mobilized the remaining golden power in the dagger, but found that the power was devoured the moment it touched the vines.

At the same time, the situation on Su Han's side was not optimistic.

The mysterious power in the abyss suddenly became violent, and the ice-blue light began to shatter into pieces.

He felt as if his meridians were pierced by thousands of steel needles, and blood kept dripping from the corners of his mouth.

But he gritted his teeth and injected the last bit of his spiritual power into the giant sword. At the moment when the ice-blue light was about to go out, it suddenly resonated with the dormant power in the giant sword.

An ancient dragon roar came from the giant sword, and a dragon-shaped shadow appeared on the sword body.

The dragon shadow raised its head and roared, and what came out of its mouth was not fire, but icy breath from the same origin as Su Han.

Wherever the icy breath went, the soul-eating vines froze, the armored men screamed in fear, and their bodies made of black mist began to twist and deform.

Bi Yao took the opportunity to break free from her restraints. She looked at the dragon shadow and the mysterious patterns flowing in the giant sword, and memories came flooding back like a tide.

The woman in white standing on the bloody wasteland in the illusion was clearly holding this giant sword in her hand.

When the woman turned around, she saw the other person's face clearly - it was another herself.

"So that's how it is..." (End of this chapter)