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Chapter 302: Showing Strength on the Battlefield!

A Will Eternal – Chapter 302

Chapter 302: Showing Strength on the Battlefield!

That 300-meter-long sword seemed to be capable of slashing through the sky. It was a dazzling arc of light that cut through everything in its path, causing a powerful shouting sound to fly across the battlefield.

It almost sounded like the howl of a ghost army, a sound that smashed all the way to the soul. The four cultivators of the Profound Stream Sect who were just about to kill Xuemei were completely shaken. They almost felt as if a huge hand had penetrated their minds and crushed their brains into paste.

They felt a pain that ordinary people would never be able to endure. Only because of their strong cultivation base did they survive, however, blood flowed out from their eyes, ears, nose, and mouth. A look of terror appeared in their eyes as they fell back at high speed.

Without considering what would happen as a result, they used every drop of strength that their cultivation base could provide, even utilizing their life force!

The enormous sword weighing down on them filled it with the menacing sensation of a deadly crisis bordering on a total disaster!

Time seemed to slow down as the blood-colored greatsword descended. The first Great River Stream Sect cultivator he touched screamed, throwing all the strength of his cultivation base into his defense, along with a number of defensive treasures. However, the sword shattered his treasure easily, destroying it without pause. A moment later, the man's head sailed through the air.

As for the rest of his body, the sword was so large that, instead of cutting it in half, it completely destroyed it, turning it into nothing more than a blood mist!

His body, his soul, even his bag being held and everything inside, were all completely destroyed!

The second and third cultivators let out more terrifying screams as they were also reduced to nothing more than blood clouds.

The last Foundation Establishment Planter had the most powerful cultivation base, and its rank was higher than the others. Right now, his eyes were completely red, and he was trembling with madness. When the greatsword approached him, he produced a jade slip, which shone with flashing light as teleportation power appeared.

All of this was long, but occurred at a time when it needed a spark to fly from a piece of rock. At the same time, Bai Xiaochun's coloured greatsword slashed at the man.

The sight of the sword slicing through the air was so dazzling that even the blood drawer, inheritance echelon planter, main elder, and patriarch of the three sects were all shocked.

They had just seen the three Foundation Establishment cultivators of the Great Flow Sect killed in body and soul, and now the latter was trying to teleport from the same sword that had killed his comrades.

The man disappeared, and the huge sword smashed into the ground beneath the spot he had just been sitting on. Everything shook, and the sound of cracks could be heard as the gap swung 300 meters in all directions.

The last cultivator had disappeared without a trace ….

Bai Xiaochun let out a sigh of relief. Ignoring the fleeing man, he turned to look at Xuemei. Blood dripped from behind his mask as he looked back at him, emotions mixed in his eyes. A moment later, he fainted.

Immediately, the disciples of the Bloodstream Sect rushed over to catch him, then took him away.

Bai Xiaochun could see that he had been seriously injured, but not mortally. Given how important he was within the sect, he would definitely obtain the best spirit medicine offered by the Bloodstream Sect.

He had a million things he wanted to say to her, but he knew that they would have to wait until the war was over. However, he was still happy with one fact. "This time, you won't go to secluded meditation to hide from me!"

Enjoying that thought, he turned around and looked towards the big city.

By the time he did, the cultivator who had just teleported suddenly appeared on the city wall. Fear still lingered in his eyes, and he was out of breath, but his expression was ferocious.

"Bai Xiaochun, I will never forget this!" he roars. "You can't kill me that easily !! One day when you don't expect it, I will be there to kill you !! ” Only by shouting something like that could he suppress the terror he felt due to the sword he had just faced, and Bai Xiaochun.

Taking a deep breath, he was just about to head to the city when he realized that the other cultivators in the area were all looking at him with strange and surprised expressions.

"Are you…." To the man's surprise, he suddenly felt a piercing pain on his forehead. He reached out and touched her face, and her hands were wet with blood. A terrified expression appeared in his eyes as a tremor engulfed him. Even before he finished speaking, his forehead started to break. In the blink of an eye, his entire body collapsed to the ground, cut in half!

He was a bit too slow to move, and the huge sword actually slashed at him in the moment before he escaped ….

As for the 10,000 cultivators around Bai Xiaochun, after a moment of silence, they burst into wild cheering.

"Junior Patriarch !!"

"Blood Lord !!"

Their cries echoed loud and clear. Even the cultivators from a distance could hear them, and then they started to join in. Before long, all the members of the Bloodstream Sect and Spirit Flow Sect on the battlefield shouted at the peak of their lungs.

The already gnawed Profound Stream Sect had already suffered a setback. Then Bai Xiaochun appeared and killed their four most powerful cultivators in quick succession. Almost immediately, most of the battlefield was affected ….

It was a key opportunity, and the patriarchs of the Spirit Stream Sect and the Blood Stream Sect immediately waved their sleeves and issued orders.

"Bring the final battle to the Profound Flow Sect !!"

"Everyone, in attack !!"

In response, the main elders, blood drawers, and heritage echelon cultivators took the lead, transforming them into beams of bright light that shot forward into battle. Tens of thousands of cultivators below advanced. It was like a sea of blood filled with giants from the Spirit Stream Sect, surging forward, an unstoppable force that destroyed anything in its path was as easy as a stone crushing a drinking glass!

The ground shook, and a fierce and intense battle instantly broke out everywhere. The army of the Profound Stream Sect trembled and fought crazily. Higher up in the air, the ancestors of the Profound Stream Sect instantly realized that the reason all this happened was Bai Xiaochun!

"If Bai Xiaochun dies, we can turn things around !!"

"We must kill Bai Xiaochun !!" Unfortunately for the patriarch of the Great Flow Sect, they could not do anything against the Bloodstream and Spirit Sect combined. Their Core Formation Cultivators were locked down, and could not get close to Bai Xiaochun.

“Pay any price to drop Bai Xiaochun. Even sacrificing Foundation Establishment disciples if we have to! " As the orders came out from the patriarchs, the cultivators of the Profound Flow Sect on the battlefield had different reactions. Some hesitated, some retreated. However, most of the Foundation Establishment cultivators immediately charged into Bai Xiaochun's location.

There were also some black puppets roaring and starting to step towards him. Meanwhile, there was a sword formation on top of which the Spirit Formation Core cultivators and the Bloodstream Sect were largely ignored due to how easy they were to destroy. Now, the sword formation began to spin and accelerate towards Bai Xiaochun.

The scalp tingled, Bai Xiaochun started to move, barely avoiding the dozens of great swords.

Bai Xiaochun took a deep breath. He already knew that the battlefield was a dangerous place, but now he was even more certain of that fact. Although he had avoided the first volley of the greatsword, more sword formations flickered above, and a large number of Sect Flow Sect cultivators charged towards him. His eyes reddened, he looked up and roared, "Die !!"

He felt like he was being chased back by the Luochen Clan, or even in the Fallen Sword Abyss. A murderous aura revolved around him as he launched himself into one of the nearby black puppets. After slamming into it, he summoned the Violet Qi Cauldron Summoning, and then the Throat Crushing Grasp, which shot out like lightning towards the puppet's throat.

The sound of cracks could be heard as a tremor flowed through the puppet. His head was crushed, and staggered backwards. However, Bai Xiaochun lunged forward, calling for the strength of his fleshly body to grab it and lift it above his head like a shield.

At that moment, dozens of huge swords shouted from above, piercing black puppets at various locations. The black puppet exploded, and the cultivators of the Great Flow Sect within it were all killed instantly.

Gasping for breath, Bai Xiaochun moved again, towards the city, followed by tens of thousands of cultivators.

Angry, she's crying, “Follow me. Let's drop this town! ”

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