Chapter 1112 - 297: Moonlight Over the Cold Pool, Blade Reflects Snow; Fragrance Condenses on Jade Fingers, Qi Like a Rainbow

This bloody battle turned the heavens and earth ashen, with severed limbs and poisonous fog mixed with blood painting a scene like an Asura Hell under the moonlight.

The heroes of the Heroic Sakura Association, their garments stained with fresh blood, gripped their weapons tightly. Their roars and the clashing of weapons echoed in the valley for a long time, as if to cleanse the world of all evil spirits.

The crescent moon turned into a sinister blue eye amidst the poisonous fog. Guo Xiangyu’s dark brows furrowed as her jade-like hand lightly covered her mouth and nose. Her teeth almost bit into her lips, nearly drawing blood, yet she was still choked by the nauseating sweetness and foulness, causing her throat to convulse violently, her beautiful eyes welling with painful tears.

As the True Qi flowed in her Dantian, her brows arched upwards, her pretty face flushed red from the backlash of her Inner Strength, as if her meridians were being devoured by countless tiny ants, cold sweat beaded on her forehead.

She bit her silver teeth tightly, her red lips trembled slightly, and suddenly the bamboo saber was unsheathed, her eyes bursting with a sharp light. The saber stance of the "Wild Geese Crossing the Clouds Array" surged through the air, with the fierce saber wind wrapped in powerful Inner Strength, slicing through the approaching poisonous miasma like a sharp sword.

As a sharp sound of breaking air was suddenly heard, several poison-coated iron chains shot out like spiritual snakes from their holes, with barbed chain tails gleaming an ominous blue-purple light.

Guo Xiangyu’s beautiful eyes widened, her pupils contracted sharply, and a cold smile tugged at the corners of her lips. With a light tap on a protruding stone, her skirt flared and her figure skimmed over the water like a swallow. As she spun in the air, her gaze was focused and resolute, and she unleashed the Flower-Picking Finger in rapid succession.

The luminous white True Qi burst from her fingertips and collided with the chains, igniting sparks instantly. A faint smile of triumph emerged on her tightly pressed lips as the chain, forged of fine steel, fractured inch by inch, the iron fragments flying, and the barbed end crashing into the stone, leaving deep pits.

Shi Feiyang’s sword-like brows furrowed deeply, fierce flames of anger blazing in his eyes. The blue ice True Qi surged around him, the Bright Jade Technique operating at the "Supreme Forgetting Emotions Ice Soul Cold Prison" level.

A cold mist expanded from him in all directions, with his facial features taut like iron and steel. Wherever it passed, the poisonous fog clashed with ice energy, making a "sizzling" sound, transforming into puffs of white smoke.

Master Tongzhen’s compassionate brows lowered, his expression solemn. As he wielded his Zen staff, its Kasaya Demon Suppression Technique radiated golden brilliance. Wherever the Sanskrit swirled, the poisonous miasma dissolved like thin snow meeting the scorching sun. He muttered Buddhist scriptures from his lips, his eyes filled with compassion and determination.

Yang Rubai’s face contorted, his triangular eyes glinting with a malicious light. Seeing the situation, his maniacal laughter made the bronze components of the scorpion chariot hum. His facial veins bulged, resembling a coiled venomous snake: "Do the martial artists of the Central Plains dare to contend with Miaojiang Strange Skill? Today, you’ll meet your end in this poisonous sea!" The scorpion-shaped battle carriage suddenly gathered strength on all eight legs. A cruel smile curled on his lips as he maneuvered swiftly around the array, the poison fog thickening from the 360 holes.

Many Jinyi Guards and Heroic Sakura Association disciples inhaled the poison, black blood gushed from their seven orifices, clawing at their throats, writhing painfully on the ground, expiring within moments. Seeing this, Yang Rubai’s face displayed a sinister smile of satisfaction.

The Seven Sons of Wudang stepped into Beidou’s positions, their Taoist robes flapping loudly—Master Yuxu raised his sword pointing to the sky; Master Yuyang and Master Yujing guarded the wings, while Master Yuheng, Master Yushu, Yu Fangzi, and Master Yuchen formed a Sword Array. Seven Long Swords unsheathed simultaneously, their cold light cascading like a galaxy.

Emei Female Hero Su Qinghan lightly raised her delicate hand, her Cyan Nether Sword executing a move, "Golden Summit Buddha’s Light."

Shi Feiyang looked at his fallen companions, his eyes nearly bursting from their sockets, the Celestial Frost Blade aimed directly at the scorpion chariot. His eyes ablaze with fury that seemed ready to explode, his voice like booming thunder: "Xiangyu! The world is sullied, we must protect it with our lives! Break the array with me, restore this world’s order!"

With that, his gaze was resolute as iron, the domineering saber force of "Heaven and Earth Enduring Together" enveloped in blue ice True Qi, cleaved the poisonous fog like a galaxy reversing.

Where the saber light passed, a thick layer of ice formed on the ground, even the poisonous fog froze into fine ice crystals and fell gently. The veins on his hand gripping the Celestial Frost Blade bulged, channeling all his sorrow and anger into the power to slay the enemy.

Guo Xiangyu let out a delicate shout, her apricot eyes wide open. The bamboo saber and Flower-Picking Finger combined in reality and illusion, wielding the combined might of three great techniques, the "Goose-shaped Qimen Flower-picking Saber." Her eyes sharp and dynamic, the saber light soared south like an autumn wild goose, finger shadow like a Flower-Picking smile, the poisonous fog where they passed was shredded to pieces.

Seeing the situation turn unfavorable, Yang Rubai’s face showed terror, his features nearly twisted into a knot. He hurriedly pressed the scorpion tail mechanism, and a thousand "Heavy Rain Pear Blossom Poison Nails" shot out, piercing the air like tens of thousands of wings fluttering, densely showering towards the two.

Guo Xiangyu’s beautiful eyes held wrath, her gaze chilling with murderous intent. Her bamboo saber slashed out a flurry of saber blossoms, the ’Xiaoxiang Night Rain’ blade technique impenetrable. Thousands of saber shadows clashed with the poison nails, sparking. Her gaze was concentrated, lips tightly pressed as she managed to fend off all the hidden weapons.

With a subtle tap on the rock, a cunning glint flashed in her eyes. Her form stole forward like a specter towards the scorpion chariot, the Flower-Picking Finger straight at Yang Rubai’s face.

Yang Rubai waved his sleeve to block, his face instantly drained of color, his eyes filled with fear, yet he felt a yin-soft force penetrating his body, as if his meridians were being ruthlessly torn by an invisible hand.

In agony, his face contorted, his eyes almost bulged from their sockets. He frantically drove the scorpion chariot, the car’s belly suddenly gaping wide, spewing corrosive poison. Wherever it reached, the rock melted instantly, emitting a "hiss" sound, white smoke rising in billows.

Yang Rubai’s scorpion chariot crashed to the ground, bronze fragments scattered like a torrential rain.

Guo Xiangyu’s jade-like fingers, swift as lightning, struck seven major acupoints of the opponent in an instant, her voice cold: "Speak! Where is Yang Yinglong’s lair?"

Before her words faded, a dreadful sound of bones cracking came from the cold pool, as the water churned like a boiling cauldron.

Twelve black shadows burst from the water, their waists dripping with the foul-smelling water, the tips of their Nine-Section Steel Whips glimmering with blue poison under the moonlight, like twelve venomous spiritual snakes. "Shi Feiyang! Today will be your death anniversary!"