light.Blood splattered everywhere, and screams echoed through the air.Let me know if you'd like to translate more text!After twenty breaths, the battle ended. Lu Ye shook the blood off his long sword...Li Baxian and Feng Yuechan's attack drew everyone's attention. This cultivator hadn't guarded against someone sneaking up behind him, and by the time Lu Ye made his sudden move, it was too late for them to react.

Just as he had taken flight, his body crashed to the ground with a heavy thud. The searing pain in his back made it hard for him to breathe. When he looked up, a rain of blades descended upon him.

He hurriedly activated his spiritual energy barrier for protection, but the barrier only lasted three breaths before shattering under a barrage of sword lights.

The crisscrossing blades slashed down, a staccato rhythm echoing through the air. The cultivator's body trembled violently; in this instant, they endured countless blows, their protective spiritual energy shattered completely.

Then his body lightened, and his vision spun wildly, consciousness fading rapidly.any other text you'd like translated!"Roar!"With a deafening roar, the Golden Corpse King's eyes flashed with determination. He ignored Lan Ziyi's pleas and Lu Ye's attacks, instead raising a palm lik...