Fighting: Practice makes it real, start with a poisonous body.

Chapter 318 Long time no see, my two elder brothers... and my dear young lady!
"receive!"

As Su Yun finished speaking, his figure, which was suspended in the void, remained motionless, and the sealing techniques around him quickly converged like a tide.

The vortex in his palm slowly closed, eventually turning into a wisp of light that disappeared beneath his skin. He opened his left hand, and a golden dragon pattern appeared faintly in his palm.

Su Yun's lips curled into a smile, and he stretched out his right palm. A black line quietly coiled in the palm, the gold and black reflecting each other, radiating a hidden yet terrifying power.

"That's good, it's quite a fruitful trip, and it was worth it."

He withdrew his hands and gripped the Emperor-Slaying Sword again. With a sudden thrust of his arm, the sword tip pointed straight at the sky, and a chilling sound echoed throughout the Thunder Realm.

"Leave no one from the Thunder Clan alive!"

"Yes!"

"Boom--!"

The beastman army below erupted in a frenzy, their deafening roars like thunderclaps. Countless powerful beastmen transformed into streaks of light, swarming towards the Thunder Clan's core area like hungry locusts!

"Wow—!"

Huang Tian and the Northern Dragon King's bodies shone brightly, and the huge phoenix phantom and the Dragon King's true form soared into the sky. The dragon and phoenix flew together, and their holy might pressed down on the Thunder Clan like a doomsday judgment.

"Sizzle, sizzle—!"

The black lightning and the beastman's battle aura intertwined and collided in mid-air, unleashing a world-destroying power.

"what--!!!"

"No!"

"I don't want to die!"

"..."

Amidst desperate screams, the Thunder Clan members were either torn apart by sharp claws, devoured by battle aura, or burned by Phoenix True Fire, their blood and flesh splattering, leaving no trace of their bodies.

On the ground, corpses piled up like mountains, and viscous blood flowed into rivers along the ravines, completely dyeing the once golden land of the Thunder Realm into an eerie blood red. The stench of blood in the air was so strong that it was nauseating.

"Roar--!"

The remnant soul of the Medicine Emperor ran wildly through the ruins. With a wave of his withered hand, he absorbed countless Thunder Clan souls into his body. The soul fire around him grew stronger and stronger. An ancient hunger drove him to harvest frantically, and his aura rose steadily.

Su Yun stared at the hellish scene below, a cold smile appearing in his eyes: "With the blood of the Thunder Clan, perhaps the power of the Emperor-Slaying Sword can be increased even further."

The phoenix serving at the side was moved and bowed respectfully: "Your Majesty, I will immediately send people to collect the essence blood of the Thunder Clan to forge a divine sword for Your Majesty."

"Okay, go ahead." Su Yun nodded slightly.

The phoenix immediately transformed into a fiery red streak and swept towards the battlefield. After she left, Su Yun lightly tapped the hilt of his sword with his fingertips, a strange smile appearing on his face.

"Next, which race will it be...?"

Before he finished speaking, his brows suddenly twitched, and his mind instantly sank into his brain, locking onto the locations of several specially marked Soul-Guiding Jade.

After a moment, Su Yun looked puzzled and muttered to himself, "So that's how it is."

He pondered for a moment, and a wisp of extremely pure soul power condensed at his fingertips, transforming into an invisible stream of light that shot through the air.

This wisp of soul power carries precise spatial coordinates, guiding people somewhere.

"I never intentionally humiliated you; it was merely to complete my plan. It's impossible for me to discard such a fine pawn as you..."

Now that I have gained power, no one in the world can stop me, and I no longer need to care about trivial matters. I will lend you a hand.

…………

On the other side of the Thunder Realm, deep within the mountains, isolated from the bloody battlefield, three figures huddled in a secluded cave. The cave entrance was obscured by jagged rocks, letting in only a sliver of dim light. The cave reeked of blood, while outside, the battle cries shook the heavens. The three inside were like a small boat in a storm, on the verge of being swallowed up at any moment.

Gu Yao and Gu Qingyang were covered in wounds, their fine clothes were tattered and stained with dried blood and dust. The arrogance of the former imperial clan's pride had been crushed by reality, leaving them as wretched as stray dogs.

Xiao Xun'er was also travel-worn, her red headscarf had slipped off, her hair was disheveled, and a few strands of hair clung to her pale cheeks. However, under the protection of the two men, her injuries were relatively minor, though her eyes were lifeless and lacked luster.

"The Thunder Clan has been defeated, and the Beast Clan army has swept across the entire Thunder Realm. We... have no way to escape."

Gu Qingyang sighed deeply, his voice filled with helplessness.

If the Thunder Clan had won, they would at least have had a glimmer of hope. But now that the Beast Clan is in power, only death awaits them.

The ancient demon gripped the broken gun tightly, his knuckles turning white, his eyes bloodshot: "These beast bastards! One day, I will grind them to dust!"

"Easier said than done."

Gu Qingyang shook his head, his gaze falling on Xiao Xun'er, his tone softening: "Xun'er, don't be discouraged. As long as you're alive, there's still hope."

Tears welled up in Xiao Xun'er's eyes, and her voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible: "Brother Qingyang, Brother Guyao, you should go... Without me, you might still be able to escape."

"What nonsense!"

The ancient demon roared angrily, the broken spear striking the ground with a loud clang, "How could we possibly abandon you!"

Gu Qingyang also looked serious and said in a deep voice, "Xun'er, protecting you is our responsibility."

Xiao Xun'er opened her mouth and said, "Of the eight people who carried the sedan chair, six have already escaped... You can do the same as them, there's no need for you to die with me."

Upon hearing this, the cave fell into a deathly silence.

Gu Qingyang and Gu Yao were well aware that taking Xiao Xun'er with them was almost certain death, but it was impossible for them to turn around and leave.

After a moment, Gu Qingyang slowly raised his head, a hint of relief flashing in his eyes, and said wistfully, "Just consider us... as wishful thinking."

"Brother Qingyang is right!"

Gu Yao clenched his fists, a glimmer of light rekindling in his eyes. "As long as we're alive, we'll protect you and get you out of here!"

Overwhelmed with emotion, Xiao Xun'er finally couldn't hold back her tears.

"Tread, step, step..."

Just then, clear footsteps suddenly came from outside the cave. The steps were heavy, and each step felt like it was treading on the hearts of the three of them.

"not good!"

The ancient demon instantly tensed up, grabbed the broken spear and held it horizontally in front of him, watching the cave entrance warily.

"and many more……"

Gu Qingyang suddenly pressed down on his arm, his eyes narrowed as he carefully sensed the aura outside: "This aura... seems to be human?"

"Are there any survivors?"

A glint of anticipation appeared in the ancient demon's eyes.

But as the footsteps drew closer, the figure in the shadows of the cave entrance gradually appeared, and his expression instantly turned furious!
At the cave entrance, a figure clad in jet-black armor stood in the shadows, the armor still stained with undried blood. His face was twisted and violent, his eyes fixed on the three people inside the cave, filled with bloodlust.

The ancient demon roared, "Lingquan!"

"it's me."

Ling Quan's lips curled into a sickly smile, his voice hoarse: "Long time no see, my two elder brothers... and my dear young lady!"

(End of this chapter)