Chapter 707: Undead Knight

They abandoned their immediate opponents and surrounded them from all directions, while a dark red light emanated from the bone blades—【Attack Increase 15%】.

The master of innate cultivation glanced at the approaching undead, and his lips twitched almost imperceptibly.

He slammed the tip of his spear into the ground, and his blood and qi surged throughout his body—【Innate Qi】.

A semi-transparent, blood-red aura expanded from within the body, enveloping the entire body.

The first undead lunged forward, its bone blade aimed at the back of his neck.

Without turning his head, he swung the butt of his gun back and smashed the skull of the undead.

The second one charged at him from the front, but he dodged to the side and casually pierced the undead's chest with a single shot. With a twist of the spear tip, the soul fire exploded.

A thousand men will seize this opportunity to draw their swords and charge forward—【Death Charge】.

Fifty meters in a straight line, the heavy sword in front, smashing away anything that gets in its way.

Two unlucky undead warriors were knocked away by it, their bone armor shattering on the ground.

The sword tip was aimed directly at the face of the master.

The master, who was at a high level, didn't have time to activate the Blood Shadow Step and could only sidestep to avoid it.

The heavy sword grazed his shoulder, tearing a gash in his protective aura, and a drop of blood seeped from his shoulder.

But using the momentum of his sideways movement, he formed a claw with his left hand – 【Blood Coagulation Claw】.

One claw gripped the gap between the ribs of the thousand-man general.

The bloodthirsty aura poured into the claw tip, instantly staining the bone armor around the wound a dark red, as if it had been splashed with strong acid, sizzling and smoking.

The thousand-man general grunted and swung his sword horizontally in a backhand motion.

The master of innate skill retreated using the Blood Shadow Step, his afterimage severed at the waist by the sword's edge, while his true body was already ten meters away.

"Not bad." The master licked his lips and pointed his spear tip out again.

This spear didn't pierce the throat, but rather the wound that the Blood Clot Claw had just torn open—【Heart Piercing Spear】.

The spear tip, carrying a spiraling force, pierced into the crack in the bone armor, causing the thousand-man general's soul fire to suddenly shrink.

It felt no pain, but the shot did hit a vital spot.

It furiously swung its heavy sword horizontally, but the master was prepared. He took a half step back with the Blood Shadow Step, and with a thrust of his spear, he blocked the blade.

"clang!"

The immense impact caused his hand to split open, and blood flowed down the gun barrel.

But instead of retreating, he took advantage of the gap in the parry to release the gun barrel with his left hand and pointed it into the air—【Blood Fist】.

A crimson aura shot out from his fingertips, striking the mask of the thousand-man general squarely.

The bone armor was instantly corroded, creating a hole that exposed the soul fire.

The thousand men staggered backward, their skeletons beginning to disintegrate from their chests, and their heavy swords crashed onto the snow.

The soul fire in its eye sockets flickered, then went out completely, and its skeleton scattered all over the ground.

Without orders, the nearby undead's offensive stalled.

Taking advantage of this gap, the disciples of the Demonic Sect gathered in twos and threes, reformed their formation, and dragged the wounded towards the center.

...

The Demon Sect Master had ascended to a height of 100 meters, his Blood Qi Protection fully activated, and a layer of dark red light shield floated around him.

Opposite him, a high-ranking undead knight riding a giant skeletal warhorse was charging towards him—【Death Charge】.

Charging at high speed for three hundred meters in a straight line, his lance, shrouded in a layer of shadowy flames, left a long black trail in the wind and snow.

The Grandmaster's Blood Shadow Steps moved in rapid succession, leaving afterimages flying everywhere. At the critical moment, he shifted half a foot to the side, narrowly avoiding the attack.

But the residual power of 【Death Charge】 had not dissipated. The undead knight used the momentum of the charge to sweep his spear, the wind of the spear carrying shadow flames and slamming into the grandmaster's chest.

The grandmaster was forced back several meters, his blood aura trembled violently, and a metallic taste rose in his throat.

He forced down the mouthful of blood, tapped his toes in mid-air, and abruptly stopped his retreat.

Before the knight could sheathe his spear, a fierce glint flashed in his eyes, and he unleashed a series of Seven Fiend Blood Handprints—【Seven Fiend Blood Handprints】.

The seven palm strikes overlapped, unleashing a barrage of malevolent energies including cold, poison, burning, and devouring, each strike carrying a different curse.

The undead knight's purple armor was blasted open, cracks appeared, and the skeletal warhorse neighed, its body engulfed in blood flames.

The knight pulled on the reins and turned around, activating Death Stomp. A shockwave with a radius of fifteen meters exploded from beneath the horse, knocking the Grandmaster back several steps, his Blood Aura shield flickering violently.

The knight followed closely behind with the death shriek. A fan-shaped sonic wave 25 meters ahead caused the Grandmaster's vision to go black as the fear effect was triggered, and his body froze for a moment.

The knight's lance struck, and the grandmaster barely managed to turn to the side. The tip of the lance grazed his side, taking away a large chunk of flesh.

He grunted, and instead of retreating, he advanced, using the momentum of his sidestep to pounce into the knight's arms.

The two fought fiercely in the air amidst the wind and snow, their blades flashing and spears clashing, each collision exploding into a cloud of dark red sparks.

After dozens of hard-fought exchanges, the grandmaster's breathing became noticeably heavier, and blood was still seeping from the wound on his side.

Several deep cracks, revealing the bone, appeared on the knight's bone armor, and the soul fire flickered behind the mask.

Both sides were bleeding, and neither side gained an advantage.

Another clash of weapons ensued, the blade and the lance locked together, and the two men used the recoil to retreat simultaneously, their figures momentarily suspended in mid-air.

In that instant of stalemate, a dark figure suddenly rushed out from the wind and snow.

A second high-ranking undead knight attacked from the flank.

The grandmaster's expression changed drastically.

The two knights, one on the left and one on the right, launched their death charges simultaneously.

Two dark figures crashed in like shooting stars.

The grandmaster roared – 【Blood Prison Domain】!

The wind and snow within a radius of 100 meters suddenly froze, and a layer of thick, blood-red mist surged out of thin air, rising and spreading like a living thing.

Countless distorted faces vaguely emerged from the fog, roaring silently.

A strong, sweet, and slightly fishy smell wafted over, making one's stomach churn.

The grandmaster's figure quickly faded into the blood mist, like a drop of water falling into a sea of ??blood, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

But the death screams of both knights rang out simultaneously.

Within a fan-shaped area of ??25 meters ahead, sound waves carrying the power of fear exploded, causing the blood mist to surge and churn.

The grandmaster's figure suddenly froze in the blood mist, his stealth being forcibly broken.

The next instant, two lances pierced his chest simultaneously.

The spear tip pierced through his back and emerged from his chest, blood gushing out along the shaft and dripping into the blood mist.

The Blood Demon Sect Grandmaster has fallen.

Without pausing for a moment, the two high-ranking undead knights turned their horses around and charged toward the demonic army that was still fighting on the ground.

The real massacre has begun.

The skeletal warhorse transformed into two streaks of black lightning, weaving back and forth through the crowd.

Wherever the lance passed, the disciples who had acquired their skills were sent flying like stalks of wheat, their blood mist exploding in the wind and snow.

Before everyone could catch their breath, the knight suddenly reined in his horse and flicked his lance—【Death Breath】!

The shadow flames erupted in a fan shape, instantly setting more than a dozen disciples ablaze, who screamed and rolled in the snow.

Then came the massacre.

One spear at a time, the lance piercing through the head and exiting between the legs, pinning the entire Demonic Sect disciple to the ground.

As the skeletal horse's iron hooves rolled over, bone knives and swords followed, chopping the struggling disciple to pieces.

The two knights charged back and forth through the convoy, their Death Stomp exploding in circles, the shockwaves sending swathes of disciples flying.

Run! Run!

"Don't push! Don't push me!"

"I surrender! I surrender..."

A disciple knelt on the ground with his hands raised, only to have his head crushed by the knight's skeletal horse.

Another disciple crawled under the belly of the red-hoofed ox, hugging its legs and trembling.

The knight pierced the bull's belly with his spear, pinning both man and bull to the ground.

Three minutes later, the 2,000-strong transport convoy was completely slaughtered.

The corpses of the Demon Sect disciples lay scattered on the frozen ground, their blood seeping into the snow and freezing into dark red ice crystals.

The red-hoofed ox lay on the ground, and the red snow ore from the cart was scattered all over the ground.

The undead general sheathed his heavy sword and waved to the undead warriors behind him.

The undead warriors swarmed forward, loaded the scattered ore back onto the cart, and dragged it to the foot of a nearby snow hill.

The thousand men would command them to dig a large pit with their bone claws and weapons, push the ore and vehicles in together, and then cover it again with frozen soil and snow.

A dozen minutes later, only a patch of turned snow remained on the ground, which was quickly obscured by the wind and snow.