"Break!"

The War God once again shouted loudly, like the sound of thunder. The ethereal War God’s hammer suddenly surged in power and, with a booming sound, completely shattered the palm imprint; Sun Zhenying spat out a mouthful of blood and staggered continuously backward, his eyes flickering with shock.

However, at this moment, a figure wearing a black mask suddenly appeared, also enveloped in a terrifying aura and likewise a Spirit Sea Realm expert.

"Who are you?" the War God fixed his gaze on the newcomer, flashing a trace of astonishment.

Ye Luo couldn’t help but activate his Clairvoyant Eye upon seeing the figure, but the mask of the other appeared to be specially crafted, blocking the insight of Ye Luo’s Clairvoyant Eye.

"If you want to avenge your grandson, join forces with me to trap the War God, and that young man will naturally die."

The masked man spoke to Sun Zhenying in a hoarse voice; the latter’s eyes displayed a hint of surprise, and he nodded in agreement.

The two of them immediately joined forces to attack the War God. The masked figure clasped both hands, and suddenly an invisible force spread from his forehead.

Under the Clairvoyant Eye, Ye Luo could see a stream of white energy emerging from this person’s brow. This force was very unusual; it was neither True Qi nor True Yuan but seemed more like the power of the soul.

Spirit Sea Realm experts have already forged a Spirit Sea within their brains, condensing Spiritual Sense, which can mobilize the power of the soul for attacks.

Such attacks, more dreadful than True Qi and True Yuan assaults, are invisible and have immense destructive capabilities. Minor effects could damage the soul, causing regression in cultivation, while severe impacts could shatter the soul, leading to its utter dissolution.

Although soul attacks are intangible, Ye Luo’s Clairvoyant Eye could see through them, which was of great use to him.

After the man in the black mask unleashed his soul attack, a formidable wave of soul power also surged from the War God’s brow.

Sun Zhenying swept his hands together and released his soul power as well. For a moment, three Spirit Sea Realm experts unleashed soul attacks simultaneously. While this engagement seemed calm, it was even more perilous and terrifying than a True Yuan battle.

"Not good!"

Suddenly, Ye Luo’s complexion changed as two figures in black appeared, each wielding a longsword and thrusting it toward Ye Luo with True Yuan swirling around the blades. The two attackers had reached the third level of the Hua Yuan Realm.

"Be careful!"

Feng Tian suddenly cried out, appearing beside Ye Luo in a flash, pulling him behind himself. At the same time, a protection shield made of condensed True Yuan burst forth from his body, fending off the two sword lights.

A dull sound erupted as Feng Tian was forced to retreat repeatedly, and his True Yuan protective shield shattered.

Ye Luo was also startled. He had just felt the onset of death, nearly falling to these two Hua Yuan Realm experts.

However, this was because his full attention had been on the three Spirit Sea Realm experts, causing him not to notice the appearance of these two individuals at first.

"Who are you?" Feng Tian asked coldly as he looked over at the two.

"You deal with him, I’ll go capture her!"

One of the two Hua Yuan Realm third-level experts cast his gaze toward Mingyue at the entrance of the villa, clearly intending to strike at her.

"You’re the group from last night!" Realizing what the adversaries intended for Mingyue, Ye Luo quickly understood; Mingyue’s complexion changed too, and her eyes revealed deep hatred toward the two men.

"Attack!"

The two shouted in unison, ready to make their move—one to capture Mingyue, the other to confront Feng Tian.

Feng Tian, being only at the first tier of Hua Yuan Realm, found it very difficult to contend with those two, and the War God was also entangled by the two experts. For a moment, Ye Luo’s complexion turned extremely ugly.

"Sword Array of the Void!"

Suddenly, Feng Tian shouted loudly, his hands forming seals, and white True Yuan surged around his body. Around him, sword shadows suddenly began to condense.

Following that, Feng Tian spat out a mouthful of blood essence. As this blood essence was expelled, his face instantly paled, and his breath appeared very weak.

However, Feng Tian waved his hands, and the blood essence dispersed into countless droplets that merged into the sword shadows around him.

Immediately, these sword shadows, formed by True Yuan, burst forth with dazzling light, and a sharp aura erupted as if real longswords had appeared there.

Seal!

Feng Tian’s eyes flashed with resolute light, and as he gave a low shout, the brightly lit sword shadows imbued with soaring Sword Intent enveloped those two third-tier Hua Yuan Realm experts, causing their expressions to change.

"Sword Array of the Void, Annihilate!"

Feng Tian waved his hand again and cried out. The sword shadows radiated light, unleashing a destructive aura of death.

Sword shadows, with piercing Sword Qi, attacked the two men who, in turn, hurriedly utilized their True Yuan to protect their bodies, forming shields of True Yuan to fend off the sword shadows.

However, in less than half a minute, the terrifying sword shadows, driven by Feng Tian, completely shattered the protective shields of True Yuan, and countless sword shadows pierced through the bodies of the two men.

With two booming sounds, the two third-tier Hua Yuan Realm experts were annihilated, leaving only a pile of minced flesh on the ground—a pitiful death, especially since it was at the hands of a first-tier Hua Yuan Realm expert, something they had probably never anticipated.

Thud!

At this moment, Feng Tian’s body trembled, and he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. Ye Luo rushed over to support him.

"How are you?"

"It’s nothing; I’ve just consumed some blood essence. A few days of rest should suffice for recovery," Feng Tian shook his head and said. Ye Luo examined his body and found no serious harm; it was just loss of blood essence that needed to recover.

Fortunately, the loss of blood essence this time wasn’t too much; otherwise, it might have had a significant impact on Feng Tian’s strength.

"Thank you, for dealing with them, even at the cost of your own blood essence," Ye Luo said, looking at Feng Tian.

"Everything I have now was given to me by you, even if it means losing more blood essence, it’s worth it," Feng Tian smiled.

Boom!

At that moment, a thunderous noise suddenly rose in the distance. The void before the War God and the three men exploded, and waves of invisible energy surged forth.

The War God, the man wearing a mask, and Sun Zhenying all staggered back, their complexions slightly pale.

Especially Sun Zhenying, whose forehead was covered in cold sweat, his complexion was as pale as death, and his expression was filled with exhaustion, signaling immense soul consumption, as he seemed to be the weakest among the three.

"Who exactly are you? A strong figure from Hidden Sect, why not reveal your true face?" The War God stared at the man in the black mask and spoke with a deep voice.

"War God, truly a super-strong practitioner of Battle Will, the power of your soul is indeed terrifying," the man in the black mask said, looking at the War God, then suddenly turning his gaze toward Ye Luo.