No matter what, there would always be a limit, just like the protective circle of the statue that I was currently in.
Previously, the evil sacrificial spirit and the Celestial Master had exchanged blows several times, but none of them had affected this place. I had always been safe within it.
However, this time, the situation was completely different.
After the enormous golden sword shadow swallowed the evil sacrificial spirit, it didn't stop. Instead, it continued to slash downwards and heavily struck the ground.
A deafening sound resounded. Subsequently, the entire Spring Sacrifice Hall seemed to have experienced a small-scale earthquake. Regardless of whether it was the walls or the ground, they all trembled, stirring up countless dust and gravel.
That wasn't the end of it. After the sword shadow disappeared into the ground, a sword light shot out parallel to the ground and charged towards the statue.
The speed of the sword light was extremely fast. Almost at the same time that the sound of the sword shadow colliding with the ground reached my ears, it was already in front of us.
At the start, I didn't pay much attention due to the ancient barrier surrounding the statue. However, very quickly, I heard a clear shattering sound. Before I could react, an incomparably strong wind blew towards me, causing my face to hurt.
I instantly felt that something was wrong. I didn't have time to think and instinctively picked up Zhang Kanwen and Nangong, who were beside me, and threw them far away. After freeing my hands, I directly pushed the little zombie and the mysterious woman in my clothes out as well.
Fortunately, even though the sword aura destroyed the barrier surrounding the statue, it was greatly weakened. In the process of the struggle, its speed had completely stopped for a moment, which gave me time to react. However, after doing all of this, I was unable to move my feet, and I didn't have enough time to dodge the sword aura. I could only barely estimate the direction of the sword aura and lay down on the ground.
Just as I finished doing all that, the remnant sword-light whizzed past my feet. In that moment of imminent peril, other than the accompanying astral wind that made my calf ache, the sword-light didn't harm me at all.
Before I could rejoice, there was another clear cracking sound behind me. I quickly turned to see that the remaining sword light had charged towards the statue and hit another barrier.
This sword light was indeed quite impressive. With just its remaining power, it was able to completely shatter the second barrier. Moreover, it still had a bit of power left. It slowly moved forward and lightly hit the statue, giving off a muffled sound before completely disappearing.
I didn't have the time to investigate why the sound of the sword light hitting the statue was so dull. After dodging a calamity, I quickly turned to look at the location where the Priest and the evil sacrificial spirit were fighting.
This attack that had used up all of the Priest's power was so terrifying that it completely destroyed the two barriers surrounding the statue. What about the sacrificial spirit that was directly hit?
Did he perish completely under this sword?
I didn't find the answer immediately. The remnant power from the sword was still lingering in the air. The Priest and the Priest were still fighting in the hall.
After waiting for ten minutes, the flying debris finally disappeared. After waiting for another five minutes, the flying dust gradually settled and the silhouettes of the two parties fighting in the distance finally appeared in my field of vision.
At first glance, I saw the sacrificial spirit.
According to my prediction, the sacrificial spirit's entire body would crumble and turn into a splattering of flesh. In the end, there wouldn't even be a corpse left.
However, the truth was the complete opposite. The sacrificial spirit was still standing at its original position. In fact, it didn't seem to be injured at all!
At that moment, its back was facing me, so I couldn't see the exact situation. However, only one of its legs was intact and only half of its arm was missing. The large hole in its abdomen was also clearly visible. However, those injuries were caused by the first attack of the Priest's sword and had nothing to do with this attack.
How could this be?
I glanced at the Heavenly Masters. There were eleven of them in total, but not a single one of them could sit. Everyone's faces were extremely pale, and half of them had already fainted. The ones who were barely conscious had extremely weak auras, and there wasn't even the slightest bit of Dao Qi coming from their bodies.
I couldn't understand it. There were eleven Celestial Masters, and eight of them were Yang God Celestial Masters. They had used up all of their power and cut off their future path of cultivation to launch such a shocking attack. Why didn't it cause any damage to the evil sacrificial spirit? "
Why?
I was bewildered and didn't know what to do. I could only stare blankly in front of me.
Not long after, the evil sacrificial spirit's body moved a little. It was completely different from its previous speed. The evil sacrificial spirit didn't seem to be unharmed like it seemed. Its body twisted for a long time before it continued to limp forward at an extremely slow speed.
I knew that it was going to kill those Priest's.
I wanted to do something, but I quickly suppressed the impulse in my heart.
Although the sacrificial spirit was moving very slowly, as if it was badly injured, with its cultivation base, even if it only had a wisp of power left, it wasn't something I could deal with. If I rushed forward, it would be no different from sending myself to my death.
Moreover, those Priest's were also my enemies. Their lives weren't important to me.
Of course, the most important thing was that the sacrificial spirit didn't seem to have any evil intentions towards me. I had no reason to provoke it.
At this time, I found another piece of good news. There was a big hole in the ground not far from the group of Celestial Masters. It should be the place where the Celestial Master Sword had hit the ground. It had created a big hole.
This time, I had an escape route. As long as the sacrificial spirit didn't attack me and solved the problem of my inability to move my feet, I would have a chance to escape.
What was even better was that the Priest's group didn't have a trace of fighting power. I had also resolved the danger I had been in.
That was why I wasn't in a hurry. I took a deep breath and stood at my spot, waiting in silence.
Soon after, the evil sacrificial spirit came to the group of heavenly masters. It was different from what I had imagined. He didn't kill anyone. He simply grabbed the ankle of the heavenly master closest to him and slowly turned around. Then, he dragged the heavenly master back to me.
When he turned around, I could finally see his face. At first glance, I found that his appearance hadn't changed at all.
There were no new wounds on his body. However, the two big eyes above his head that had been hovering above his eye sockets were gone. Only an ugly, rotten head was left.
I didn't know what it meant, but I could guess that he had used his two eyeballs to block the earth-shattering attack.
While I was thinking, the sacrificial spirit dragged the Priest's body to me and piled it with the other seven Priest's corpses.
I looked at the Celestial Master. His eyes were open, but he was lying on the pile of corpses, not moving at all. I knew very well that he had used up all of his Dao Qi and Origin Power. Right now, he had no strength at all. He couldn't even crawl out of the pile of corpses.
When I turned to look at him, the Heavenly Master also turned to look at me, his eyes meeting mine.
His eyes looked like he was begging for something.
I didn't know what he was begging for. Of course, no matter what he was begging for, I couldn't help him.
I had a strange feeling in my heart. Just a few hours ago, this person was still the high and mighty Yang God Celestial Master of Mount Longhu. He was with the people of the Metaphysics Association and was not far from me. Occasionally, he would glance at me with cold and disdainful eyes.
After just a few hours, there was only such a humble plea left in his eyes.
After looking at each other for a while, I retracted my gaze and squatted on the ground. I tried to move my feet while thinking about my next move.
The sacrificial spirit didn't look fast, but it didn't take long for him to bring the remaining eleven Priest's corpses to me and the statue.
He still hadn't killed the eleven people. He just sat cross-legged not far from me.
Without the two bright eyes on his head, the evil sacrificial spirit only had two black eye sockets. I couldn't tell if his eyes were open or closed. However, sitting so close to me made me feel restless. At the same time, I felt like I was being watched.
Since I was so nervous, I didn't dare to do anything else. I could only wait in silence.
I didn't know what the sacrificial spirit was going to do next. I didn't know what I was going to do either. While I was waiting, time was so slow that it was suffocating.
Nangong, Zhang Kanwen, and the others, who I had pushed aside, didn't dare to move either. They just stood there like clay statues, waiting for time to pass.
I didn't know how much time had passed, but Zhang Kanwen suddenly clutched the wound on his chest and slowly got up.
His wounds had recovered a little, and he could barely stand up. However, the pressure from the Priest's Dao energy had hurt him again. At this moment, he could barely get up.
I was afraid that his actions would enrage the evil sacrificial spirit, so I turned around to look. The evil sacrificial spirit didn't seem to notice him. He was still sitting cross-legged, and his body didn't move at all.
Zhang Kanwen seemed to have made up his mind to come to me. He gritted his teeth, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. He crawled and moved slowly to my side. During the whole process, the evil sacrificial spirit didn't react.
When he was in front of me, I lowered my head and asked, "What do you want to do?"
Zhang Kanwen didn't answer me. Instead, he looked at the evil sacrificial spirit and whispered into my ear, "What do you want to do?"
I shook my head and told him that I couldn't move my feet. Then, I said, "We can only wait. I'll try to figure out why I can't move my feet. As for the rest, we can only leave it to fate."
Zhang Kanwen shook his head and whispered into my ear, "We can't. The evil sacrificial spirit has killed so many people. Eventually, it will kill everyone here. We have to do something."
This time, Zhang Kanwen didn't wait for me to refute him. He continued, "Do you remember that I told you that my sect has a secret technique to kill this evil spirit?"
I was startled. After witnessing the fierce battle between the Priest's group and the evil sacrificial spirit, I was amazed by the evil sacrificial spirit's terrifying power. I didn't remember what Zhang Kanwen had told me.
Instinctively, I asked, "Can your sect's secret technique really kill this evil spirit?
Even if it can, you don't have any Dao energy in your body. I'm afraid you can't use your sect's secret technique, right? "
Zhang Kanwen nodded and said with certainty, "My sect has been passed down for thousands of years, just for this day. Of course, it can kill this evil spirit.
Also, it's true that I can't use my sect's secret technique … But who says that I'm the only one who can use it? "