The underground tremors grew increasingly violent, and the hilt of the Ghost Prison Demon Dragon Blade bit into Lin Feng's palm, drawing blood. Nangong Qiàn'ér staggered and grabbed a fractured stone pillar. The flames flickering over the Purple Fire Blood Shadow Whip grew unstable, and she looked up at her sister. "Sister Yǐngyuè, our spiritual power..."
"I understand." Nángōng Yǐngyuè's fingertips were still trembling slightly; the fierce battle with the Blood Fiend just now had nearly exhausted all their strength. Zhang Yujie leaned against a ruined wall, nine sword phantoms shimmering faintly around her like a candle in the wind.
Xuance's expression suddenly changed drastically as he pulled out his compass to check. "Not good! The death of the ancient Blood Fiend beast has triggered the Netherworld Cult's sacrificial grand array! These fissures are passages leading to the Netherworld!" Before his voice even faded, a massive Black Shadow soared up from an underground fissure. It was a three-headed, six-armed Netherworld Demon General, each hand gripping a different lethal weapon, its body wreathed in pitch-black chains with burning skulls dragging from their tips.
Chapter 254