Chapter 5116

Above the ruins of Shura Palace, blood-red mist rolled like sticky plasma.

The blood spurted out by Sang Tianyang soaked the ancient token in his hand. The hideous ghost face patterns engraved on the surface of the token suddenly lit up, and scarlet light seeped out of every groove, twisting and wriggling like a living thing.

A dull thumping sound was first heard from the cracks in the earth, as if thousands of war drums were beating underground. Then, countless arms covered with dark purple scales suddenly broke out of the ground, and the sound of nails tearing through the rock was deafening.

“Shura Guards… activate the formation!”

Sang Tianyang’s voice was hoarse like an old bellows, and blood foamed in the sockets of his shoulders where he had lost his arms, but his eyes were burning with the final determination.

Thousands of figures suddenly emerged from the cracks, and each Shura Guard was three meters tall.

His entire body was covered in black iron armor with blood-colored patterns flowing through it. There was no face under the helmet, only two balls of jumping ghostly fires.

The tips of the halberds in their hands spewed out dark poisonous mist. As soon as they appeared, they formed a mysterious battle formation, with the tips of the halberds pointing at the Pavilion Master of Tianyuan Pavilion in mid-air, forming a terrifying murderous intent that was enough to tear through the clouds.

As the battle formation was in operation, the blood-colored mist on the ground was forcibly drawn away, condensing into a blood-colored light band surrounding the Shura Guards. Countless painful and distorted faces faintly emerged in the light band, all of whom were the heroic souls of the Shura Palace who had died in battle throughout the ages.

The master of Tianyuan Pavilion was suspended on top of the blood mist. There was no emotion in his pupils which were controlled by the blood corpses, only absolute indifference to life.

He was too lazy to even lower his head to look at those Shura guards. He just casually raised his right hand which was wrapped in the blood corpse’s energy. The blood light overflowing from his fingertips suddenly turned into thousands of blood-colored flying needles, each of which was wrapped in a stench that corroded everything.

“Buzz——”

Flying needles fell like a rainstorm, and the Shura Guard formation, which was the first to be hit, instantly burst into a dazzling purple light.

The light band at the core of the battle formation suddenly expanded, blocking the flying needles three feet away, but the blood-colored flying needles were like maggots on the tarsal bones, gnawing at the light wall of the battle formation layer by layer.

Amid the sound of “crackling”, the Shura guards in the front row suddenly knelt on one knee collectively, the ghost fire under their helmets flickered violently, and the energy in their bodies was being forcibly extracted by the flying needles!

“Foolish struggle.”

The voice of the Pavilion Master of Tianyuan Pavilion was a mixture of male and female accents, sharp and cold, “How can your ordinary battle formation resist the power of the blood corpse?”

He turned his wrist, and the flying blood needles suddenly accelerated, no longer attacking the battle formation, but accurately piercing into the gaps in the armor of each Shura Guard.

The ghost fire of the first Shura Guard suddenly went out, and the black iron armor broke into pieces, revealing the body that had already decayed.

Next came the second, the thirtieth… and within a few breaths, the entire Shura Guard formation was reduced to ashes like dominoes.

The only sound was the dull metallic collision of the halberds falling to the ground, which sounded particularly harsh in the dead silence of the battlefield.

Sang Tianyang watched the Shura Guards, whom he depended on for life, being slaughtered like ants, and a fishy-sweet taste surged in his throat.

He remembered that these Shura Guards were war spirit weapons that the Shura Palace had spent thousands of years refining. Each of them carried the residual soul of a powerful being, but now they were turned into dust in the hands of the enemy.

“No–!”

He roared like a trapped beast, his remaining body trembled violently, and the blood in his dantian began to boil uncontrollably again.

At this moment, two jet-black lights tore through the blood mist. They were the two warriors who had lost control of Kai’s body before!

A thick aura of death surrounded them, and the dark battle axes in their hands drew twisted trajectories in the void. Ancient runes appeared on the axe blades. They were the two ancient war spirits that Kai had subdued before.

At this moment, they were no longer controlled by Kai, but were pulled by some force deep in the Shura Palace and rushed straight towards the Master of Tianyuan Pavilion!

“Um?”

The head of Tianyuan Pavilion finally showed some reaction. He turned his head to look at the two warriors, and a trace of doubt appeared on his face that was corroded by the blood corpses. “You two guys are not dead yet, but it is impossible for you to suppress us now…