After nine lifetimes of reincarnation, the yandere villainous heroine descends.

"Crunch—crunch—"

The black-armored undead slowly twisted its head, the neck bones rubbing together with a teeth-grinding sound.

Within its empty skull, only one obsessive thought seemed to echo: "Kill them...kill everyone..."

His crimson gaze swept over everyone present, first landing on Shen Shuchou, but then mysteriously shifting away in the next second, finally locking onto Chu Tian, ​​who had the strongest aura.

"I'll...kill...you..."

A heavy, hoarse voice squeezed out of the dead soul's throat, like rusty iron scraping against each other.

Before the words were even finished, its seemingly clumsy and tall body suddenly moved!

Its speed was far from the sluggishness expected of its size; on the contrary, it was astonishingly fast, bringing with it a foul gust of wind as it charged toward Chu Tian.

The giant axe in his hand was raised high, instantly transforming into a shadowy axe that blotted out the sky, carrying the terrifying pressure of a peak Spirit Realm expert, and slashed fiercely down in the direction of Chu Tian!

"boom!"

The moment the giant axe crashed to the ground, the entire earth trembled violently, and a deafening roar echoed across the battlefield, carving a deep trench several meters long into the ground.

Chu Tian had already flashed to the side. Seeing the dead soul bypassing everyone else and heading straight for him, his face instantly turned extremely pale.

His eyes were filled with disbelief: "Why didn't you kill them?!"

He roared at the dead souls.

But the only response he received was the cold blade of the axe.

The dead soul completely ignored his roar, raised the giant axe again, and another sharp axe shadow slashed down.

Chu Tian dared not delay and quickly took out the Dao Seal from his bosom, which was a small bronze cauldron about the size of a palm.

Driven by his spiritual power, it instantly swelled to a size of over ten feet, its body covered in intricate runes, radiating a heavy defensive aura.

"clang--!"

The giant axe cleaved heavily onto the bronze cauldron, producing an extremely piercing metallic clang, and sparks flew everywhere.

When the axe fell, the bronze cauldron only trembled slightly, remaining completely unharmed.

Although Chu Tian, ​​who was hiding behind the cauldron, was shaken and his blood was churning, he was ultimately unharmed.

He caught his breath, looked at the frantically swinging axe outside the cauldron, spat, and his eyes flashed with renewed ruthlessness: "Bah! You want to kill me? Not so easy! This Zhenyue Cauldron is a top-grade one, you think you can break it?"

After saying that, he formed a hand seal, and the runes on the bronze cauldron became even brighter, protecting him completely.

The dead soul seemed tireless, still wielding its giant axe, striking the bronze cauldron again and again, causing the entire battlefield to tremble.

Shen Shuchou, watching this scene from a distance, had a slight change in his expression.

The dead soul's target was so clear that it was obviously not attacking randomly. Could it be related to the Dao imprint on Chu Tian's body, or his cultivation level in the Spirit Realm?

He did not rush forward, but instead gripped the Shufeng sword tightly and observed the situation.

The longer Chu Tian fights the dead soul, the more advantageous it will be for him.

Before the water mirror, Feng Wujiang coldly watched Chu Tian use the bronze cauldron to delay the dead souls, and uttered two words: "Getting in the way."

Before he finished speaking, his fingertips twitched slightly, and a barely perceptible stream of light quietly merged into the water mirror.

The next second, a blinding blood-red light suddenly shone in the sky above the Holy Battlefield, streaking down like a meteor with a long tail.

"Look! It's the fifth Dao Seal!"

A young man exclaimed in surprise, his eyes instantly igniting with burning greed. This was the last Dao Seal; if he obtained it, he would have hope of leaving.

Just as everyone was preparing to run wildly in the direction where the blood-red light was falling, they were horrified to find that the blood-red light was falling straight towards the battlefield where they were!

However, as the Dao Seal descended completely, the greed in his eyes was instantly replaced by utter despair.

Because that Dao seal, radiating an eerie blood-red light, landed squarely on that black-armored dead soul!

"Buzz—"

The moment the Dao Seal merged into the body of the dead soul, a burst of blood-red light erupted from its body, dyeing half the sky crimson.

Immediately afterwards, a roar more terrifying than any before resounded throughout the heavens and earth: "Roar—!"

Amidst the horrified gazes of the crowd, the aura emanating from the Dead Soul suddenly surged, instantly shattering the barrier of the Spirit Realm Peak.

An even more terrifying pressure swept out—it was the aura of a Tribulation Core Realm expert!

A terrifying aura surrounded everyone like a tsunami. The weaker youths were directly crushed to the ground, trembling all over and pale-faced.

Even Shen Shuchou felt a pang of fear at this moment, and his grip on the sword hilt tightened slightly.

This kind of pressure is far beyond what he can currently resist.

Inside the main hall, the elders in front of the water mirror were also startled by this scene and stood up.

An elder, who was usually low-key, frowned and muttered, "No... this is not my Dao Seal."

The fifth Dao Seal he was in charge of was clearly a warm, jade-like color, not this blood-red color that exuded a fierce aura.

Elder Chu's face was deathly pale as he stared intently at the surging aura of the dead soul reflected in the water mirror, his voice trembling: "Tribulation... Tribulation Core Realm... This is impossible! What exactly happened in the Holy War!"

Chu Tian stared intently at the approaching dead soul. The arrogance and ferocity that had just returned to his face were instantly replaced by a deathly paleness, and his heart sank to the bottom.

At this moment, he had no other choice but to place all his hopes for survival on the Zhenyue Cauldron that protected him.

But the next second, the black giant axe wrapped in blood-red light cleaved down with a whooshing sound, the wind carrying a sharp, tearing noise.

"clang--"

The moment the giant axe collided with the Zhenyue Cauldron, the cauldron trembled violently, and the runes shattered like broken stars.

A spiderweb-like crack spread out from the point of contact, like the ice cracks that suddenly appear on a frozen lake in the dead of winter.

Chu Tian was so shocked that he took half a step back.

Without pausing, the dead soul raised its giant axe once more. This time, the blood-red light on the axe blade solidified, and it fell with earth-shattering power.

"Click—"

The cracks widened suddenly, crawling all over the entire cauldron like venomous snakes, and the flowing runes instantly dimmed, as if all their vitality had been drained away.

Chu Tian watched helplessly as his last barrier crumbled before his eyes, his lips trembling, too weak to even retreat.

When the third axe fell, there was no longer a crisp collision sound, only a dull "boom".

The Zhenyue Cauldron shattered upon impact, scattering fragments everywhere. The spiritual light of the superior-grade Dao Seal went out like a candle flame, and the last wisp of green smoke rose and dissipated into the blood-red sky.

Chu Tian stood frozen in place, staring at the shards scattered all over the ground.

The blood-stained giant axe was hanging above his head, its shadow enveloping him completely.

Despair, like an icy tide, instantly washed over my heart from my feet.

Outside the water mirror, Elder Chu suddenly stood up, his eyes bloodshot and blazing with fury. His voice was hoarse and trembling with extreme anger and resentment: "A Dao artifact! That's the power of a Dao artifact!"

He stared intently at the blood-stained giant axe reflected in the water mirror, his heart aching terribly. He roared, "This axe must be imbued with a Dao seal or Dao artifact; otherwise, it could never have cleaved my Zhenyue Cauldron! Whose Dao seal is it that possesses such power?!"

In a corner of the main hall, the elder who had been silent and low-key twitched his eyebrows slightly, just about to speak and reveal the clue.

A cold, piercing voice suddenly resounded in his mind, carrying an unyielding pressure.

He froze, swallowing the words that were on the tip of his tongue. He lowered his eyes and resumed his previous silence, as if nothing had happened.