Chapter 109: Crushed

Above the vast sky.

The Qingyu guards rushed towards Wuyue Dance, surrounded by a flurry of attacks, but before they could get close, a terrifying slaughter erupted.

Various destructive forces erupted from a distance away from Wuyue Dance, sweeping through all directions with terrifying aftermaths, yet not a single bit of it could touch Wuyue Dance.

What was most puzzling was that the seventeen Qingyu guards remained stopped in the distance, madly engaging in battle.

"What's going on? Are the Qingyu guards attacking thin air? Have they gone blind?"

Such a bizarre scene left the crowd puzzled and suspicious.

And amidst the bewildered gazes of the crowd, Wuyue Dance strolled calmly, avoiding many attacks, and arrived in front of one of the Qingyu guards. With a cold flick of her sword, she gently pierced the man's heart.

"So eerie, so terrifying!"

The crowd felt their hearts tremble.

This scene was truly too eerie.

Wuyue Dance's aura wasn't strong, her attacks were very slow, yet the Qingyu guards seemed as if they were possessed, not evading or resisting, even smiling at the corners of their mouths as they died.

Dying with a satisfied smile.

Too eerie.

Puff, puff, puff!

A series of shattering sounds echoed continuously as Wuyue Dance effortlessly slaughtered more than half of the Qingyu guards, encountering no obstacles, as if the Qingyu guards were all condemned prisoners, awaiting their execution willingly.

Huff, huff!

Silence fell over the entire scene.

Everyone held their breath, afraid to make a sound, all gaping in disbelief at this bizarre spectacle.

They couldn't fathom why the formidable Qingyu guards, known for their ferocity, were so easily defeated, unable to even withstand a second-rate warrior like Wuyue Dance, let alone capture Ye Wuji.

"The attack on the soul, it's a soul attack!"

Hu Donglai, who was madly suppressing the Silver Family, sensed the stunned expressions around him and quickly looked up at the sky. His heart nearly shattered at the sight.

The Qingyu guards were their reliance. If the Qingyu guards were annihilated, their fate could be imagined.

"Be careful, it's a Soul Cultivator, possessing a terrifying soul!" Hu Donglai roared urgently.

His voice exploded like thunder, awakening the few remaining Qingyu guards. "Ah..."

Only a miserable scream echoed as a Qingyu guard, awakened by Hu Donglai's sound wave, witnessed Wuyue Dance's sword piercing his heart, crushing his vitality.

He wanted to resist but was powerless, his screams of horror and despair gradually fading as his body fell.

"What...?"

The Qingyu guards who had come to their senses had their expressions changed drastically.

What was going on?

They had clearly crushed this person and stormed into the Lord's Manor, killing anyone they encountered, ultimately capturing Ye Wuji and preparing to leave.

But the scene before them was so shocking.

More than half of their companions had died?!

"It's a soul attack, an illusion!"

At the next moment, they came to their senses, their pupils bursting with chilling light.

Damn it!

They had fallen into an illusion!

"Hoo!"

Wuyue Dance gasped for breath.

She had just comprehended the first layer of the Thousand Dreams Realm and hadn't stabilized it yet. Controlling seventeen people at once consumed a tremendous amount of her soul power, especially since their cultivation levels were higher than her Alchemy Master realm.

Even so, she felt extremely strained. External influences could easily break her Dream Power.

"Her soul power consumption is enormous. Kill her and blood will flow in the Lord's Manor."

The leader of the Qingyu guards looked grim. Losing thirteen of the Qingyu guards in this battle was a huge loss and a disgrace to their reputation.

Blood might not wash away such disgrace!

The only five remaining Qingyu guards focused all their efforts on guarding their minds, rushing towards Wuyue Dance again like madmen. This time, they managed to get close to her, unleashing endless terrifying attacks like a storm engulfing Wuyue Dance.

"This time she's finished!"

Seeing this, Hu Donglai felt slightly relieved. Soul attacks were indeed terrifying, but as long as the Qingyu guards held their minds firmly, it would be difficult to break through. A mere Second Stage of the Royal Martial Realm like Wuyue Dance was undoubtedly doomed to die.

However, just then, something unexpected happened. From Wuyue Dance's hand, a black metallic object suddenly appeared and was thrown into the air.

Originally pitch-black, the metal suddenly burst into a dazzling golden light, like a golden mountain descending from the sky.

"What is this...?"

The remaining five Qingyu guards widened their eyes. The golden mountain seemed to emit an uncontrollable pressure, as if the sky were collapsing and about to crush the earth.

In an instant, the golden mountain descended, tearing through the sky.

"Quick, retreat!"

The leader of the Qingyu guards shouted, the first one turning into a streak of light and fleeing to the rear. However, two of the Qingyu guards were a beat slower, directly crushed by the golden mountain, their bodies exploding and turning into ashes, leaving nothing behind.

"Another terrifying Spiritual Artifact?"

The crowd witnessed this and their expressions changed.

That Ye Chen, the master of the Nine Hades Platform, dominated the world. His warriors also possessed such terrifying Spiritual Artifacts that could even crush the Qingyu guards!

The people of the Silver Family were delighted, while those of the Hu Family and the Pei Family wore grim expressions.

How could this be?!

That golden mountain was precisely the Array Eye that Wuyue Dance had obtained in the ruins, possessing terrifying gravity that could crush the surrounding space.

Although she hadn't fully refined it yet, she could already control it to some extent. The Qingyu guards couldn't withstand it.

Buzz!

The terrifying golden mountain descended once again, enveloping the last three Qingyu guards. The majestic crushing force made the three Qingyu guards' expressions change wildly, filled with extreme horror.

"This is no ordinary Spiritual Artifact. We Qingyu guards can't resist it. We need the Snow Guards to take action. Retreat quickly!" The leader of the Qingyu guards screamed madly.

This scene left everyone around in shock.

The mighty Qingyu guards, known for their bloodshed and endless slaughter, were now fleeing.

They came forcefully, intending to capture Ye Wuji, yet they hadn't even seen Ye Wuji's face before starting to flee. Were these still Qingyu guards?

"Come if you want, leave if you must. Is it possible?"

Wuyue Dance's voice was cold, and the terrifying golden mountain pressed down, shrouding the last three Qingyu guards.

"Ah!"

The three Qingyu guards let out desperate screams before being crushed by the golden mountain, their bodies and Spiritual Artifacts shattered, unable to withstand even a second.

As the onlookers witnessed this scene, they were all stunned, their eyes wide and mouths agape as if they had seen ghosts.

The formidable Qingyu guards were all crushed in this way.

Not even close to Wuyue Dance, not even seeing Ye Wuji's face, not even having a chance to flee.

They were crushed with overwhelming force!

Such an ending is beyond everyone's expectations, how can it not be shocking.