Chapter 304: with translation of chapter title

Sikong Yi caught something out of the corner of her eye, and she reached out and sucked it in.

She saw a weak blood slave sucked into her hand, and without hesitation she thrust her sword through the blood slave's heart.

Everything happened too fast; by the time Yuan Yao and Song Yan thought to intervene, it was already too late.

The blood slave let out a shrill scream, and immediately the heavy sword in Sikong Yi's hand emitted a bloody light, frantically absorbing the blood slave's blood.

The blood slave's face and body rapidly withered.

Like withered wood.

Yuan Yao's eyes turned cold; she flashed her figure and began to grapple with Sikong Yi, who had drawn her heavy sword.

The heavy sword in Sikong Yi's hand became extraordinarily sharp, its power terrifying, emitting a sinister, bloodthirsty aura.

Yuan Yao and Song Yan both realized that Sikong Yi had just used that 'blood slave' as a sacrifice to enhance her own strength.

"Eldest Senior Brother, show no mercy!" Yuan Yao said in an icy tone.

"Mm!"

Song Yan pressed his hand onto the sword, the blade piercing his palm; in an instant his sword turned crimson, his figure like lightning, making it almost impossible to catch his afterimage.

Song Yan swung his sword!

Like the force of splitting mountains and opening seas!

Sikong Yi's expression changed slightly; she quickly raised her sword to block.

She was shaken back several steps.

At this moment, Yuan Yao used her vast, almost terrifying mental power to overwhelm Sikong Yi's mental power, freezing her in place.

Immediately after, Yuan Yao let out a loud shout.

"Eldest Senior Brother!"

Two white silhouettes, like two brilliant meteors, followed each other closely, rushing toward Sikong Yi with lightning speed, swords drawn together!

"Thousands of mountains, myriad laws—"

"Sword seals myriad phenomena!"

Two voices, one high and one low, mixed together at the same time.

"Slash!"

Sikong Yi could not withstand the attack, was cleaved and flung out, rolling onto the ground, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Just as Sikong Yi was about to get up, a golden shadow suddenly appeared before her; by the time she reacted, the golden egg smashed heavily into her head.

Boom!

The white-clad girl flashed away, without hesitation she lifted her sword and slashed.

Fresh blood spattered onto at least the girl's skirt, while Sikong Yi, fallen on the ground, stared in disbelief, mouth agape, as a large amount of fresh blood gushed from her mouth.

She had no breath.

And Yuan Yao turned her head, looking toward the Eldest Senior Brother whose white hair was scattered, his complexion pallid, his lips devoid of any color.

Her gaze dropped to the Eldest Senior Brother's chest, where a deep wound exposed bone, and she pressed her lips together.

"It's fine." Song Yan shook his head with a calm expression.

He took out some golden wound medicine and sprinkled a layer on the wound.

He furrowed his brows slightly.

Still bearable.

At this moment, in the hall, the Chief Officer who was fighting the black dragon Mo Yang together with the Third Hall Officer saw Sikong Hufa killed, and his pupils shrank sharply.

He obviously hadn't anticipated this situation.

The Chief Officer looked up again and saw that the nameless protector, who was being besieged by Cang Li, Xue Jin, and the Nine Infants, was also seriously wounded.

Although Cang Li, Xue Jin, and the Nine Infants were even more seriously wounded…

One of the Nine Infants' heads had been sliced off.

At this time, Yuan Yao, Song Yan, and the mysterious golden egg all rushed quickly toward the nameless protector.

The Chief Officer's heart jumped violently.

He hurriedly withdrew from the attack on the black dragon Mo Yang, briefly gave a few instructions to the Third Hall Officer, and then quickly rushed toward the outside of the hall.

Since his cultivation was not low, he could avoid the shockwave remnants of Ying Wuji's battle; he successfully arrived before the luxurious dark carriage, quickly raised his hands in a salute, forced himself to appear calm, and spoke:

"Field Master, Sikong Hufa has been killed!"

And the young man leisurely leaning against the seat, upon hearing this, seemed to have no reaction.

The more this happened, the more the Chief Officer felt uneasy.

"They are besieging the nameless protector; perhaps… without support, the nameless protector will also…" He hadn't finished speaking when he was struck as if by lightning, his whole body stiffened, his spine turned cold, as if falling into an endless ice cellar, and he felt that unprecedented terrifying realm.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

A bloody domain unfolded, enveloping the entire Xue Nu Chang!

Yuan Yao and the others in the Xue Nu Chang were as if forcibly pulled out by an invisible giant hand!

For a moment, at the gate of the Xue Nu Chang appeared Yuan Yao, Song Yan, Cang Li, Xue Jin, Zong Yu'er, Yao Linglong, Lin Xuechen, Ao Su, the golden egg, the black dragon, and the seriously wounded nameless protector and the Third Hall Officer.

And the battle between Xiao Lingwei and Ying Wuji and the twin protectors was also interrupted.

A hand lifted the black gauze on the carriage, and a low, hoarse voice slowly sounded, his gaze sweeping over the line of people at the Xue Nu Chang gate: "Let this master see, just who killed my protector?"

Finally, his gaze finally locked onto Yuan Yao.

At the moment Yuan Yao was stared at by him, she only felt her hairs stand on end and a chill run through her body.

This feeling was like a giant looking down on ants.

Just then, a deathly silence fell over the scene, and Yuan Yao suddenly spoke: "Field Master, if you don't want us to fight to the death, then let us go!"

As soon as she said that, the evil cultivators present burst into laughter, as if they had heard some huge joke.

"Fish dead, net torn? Just relying on them?!"

Cang Li's face turned ashen, yet he put on a bold front and laughed: "Relying on us certainly won't work, but if we rely on our master—Thousand Mountain Immortal Lord—then?!"

Upon hearing the name 'Thousand Mountain Immortal Lord', those evil cultivators instantly froze like a rooster with its neck choked, unable to utter another word.

They all turned their gazes toward their own Field Master.

Field Master Huyan Cheng said calmly: "As far as this Field Master knows, your master has already left the Ninth Province. You destroyed the auction, released the blood slaves, and even killed the Sikong Guardian of my Blood Slave Field. Do you think you can still escape unscathed?"

The evil cultivators, upon hearing, instantly grasped their Field Master's attitude and immediately became arrogant again.

Xiao Lingwei frowned, coldly said: "If that's the case, then there's nothing more to say! I wonder whose lives are tougher, yours or ours?"

The chief steward snorted coldly: "Just nine people, and you dare to speak big?! Our Blood Slave Field has over seven thousand disciples; tonight you will surely not escape this place!"

"Scared scared scared ahhh!" Cang Li reached out and grabbed Yuan Yao's arm, he cried out, wanting to weep but no tears.

"If we die here, our master will surely be heartbroken!"

Upon hearing those words, Ying Wuji slowly lifted his gaze, his eyes filled with icy killing intent.

And Huyan Cheng, seated on the palanquin, obviously also sensed Ying Wuji's unhidden killing intent, and he suddenly laughed.

"Really just like your martial uncle, young and rash, mistakenly thinking everything can be easily resolved, but in others' eyes he is like an ant, crushed with a pinch. And now you, in my eyes, are also like ants."

Yuan Yao and the others' faces all changed.

At this moment, Ao Su showed a guilty expression, his face pale and weak, he gritted his teeth and shouted: "Let them go! I can help you find that half of the treasure map!"