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Chapter 1607: Moon Spirit Thousand Illusion Array
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Chapter 1607: Moon Spirit Thousand Illusion Array

"Despicable Donkey, can you sense any valuable items?"

Ling Feng glanced at the donkey and pressed a hand onto its shoulder. He was asking, but also reminding it to stay in control so it would not give itself away.

"Slurp."

Despicable Donkey sucked back its drool, staring fixedly at the elemental crystals below. Only after swallowing did it reply, "With this many elemental crystals, aren't these already treasures?"

Ling Feng rolled his eyes. "If it were just for elemental crystals, the Blood Shadow Alliance wouldn't go through the trouble of raiding the Dongxianchuan vein. The Dongling Immortal Pool's strength is well known. Even with preparation, a direct clash would not benefit them much. Elemental crystals are valuable, but not enough to justify all this."

Despicable Donkey nodded and focused for a while, then shook its head. "Other than these crystals, I can't sense anything else. Maybe it's because our spiritual consciousness is suppressed by the Forbidden God Domain."

"Probably."

Ling Feng pursed his lips. He and the donkey pressed themselves into a crevice, inching carefully toward the depths of the pit.

Soon, waves of violent wind and a chilling aura surged upward, making it clear that a terrifying battle was raging below.

"Let's stop here."

Ling Feng took a deep breath and fixed his gaze downward, pushing his vision to its limit.

With his sharp eyesight and the glow of the elemental crystals illuminating the area, the scene below came into clear view.

The moment he saw it, his expression tightened.

The situation was as bad as it could get.

At the bottom of the pit stood six elders from the Blood Shadow Alliance. Leading them was a burly middle-aged man in golden robes. Together, they were relentlessly bombarding a pale moonlit barrier below.

That leader had to be Yuanyangzi, the one those disciples spoke of.

Blood lightning and crimson flames coiled around him, reaching an utterly terrifying intensity.

Thunder roared again and again. Bolts as thick as three zhang crashed down, each shaped like a roaring Thunder Dragon.

Every strike carried the force to shatter heaven and earth. The attacks came one after another without pause, hammering ceaselessly at the barrier below.

The other five elders stood at different positions, forming a formation. They continuously supplied Yuanyangzi with thunder energy, ensuring that each of his attacks remained overwhelmingly powerful.

At the center of the pit, Saint Lady Hui Yue sat cross-legged, constantly drawing upon the source power of the Cold Moon to sustain the barrier. Each time she endured an attack, a muffled groan escaped her lips. At times, she spat out blood.

Her face had turned deathly pale. Her elemental force and spiritual consciousness were already sealed, yet her enemies had still deployed six elders to suppress her.

There was no denying it. This woman was incredibly formidable.

But after ten consecutive days of battle, she was nearly at her limit. She was holding on with nothing but sheer will.

Yuanyangzi burst into laughter. "High and mighty Saint Lady Hui Yue, did you ever imagine you would die in this lightless mine?"

He unleashed another surge of blood lightning. The entire pit trembled under its force. The Moon Spirit Thousand Illusion Array shuddered violently, its barrier flickering as though it could collapse at any moment.

Saint Lady Hui Yue clenched her teeth and said nothing. She no longer had the strength to respond.

"Hehe, resistance is futile. You are destined to die here. It's a pity. You're too powerful to keep alive. Otherwise, I might have taken my time to appreciate you properly."

Yuanyangzi's gaze burned with desire as he stared at her. In every sense, she was a rare beauty among women.

Within the protection of the array, several Dongling Immortal Pool disciples who had failed to escape huddled together in a corner, trembling.

Even someone as strong as Saint Lady Hui Yue could not break through the joint suppression of these elders. Once her Cold Moon source was exhausted, death would be inevitable for all of them.

Aside from her, even Great Emperor-level protectors and elders were powerless in a battle of this scale.

All they could do was wait.

Waiting for death was a slow and torturous ordeal. Over the past ten days, more and more disciples had already died of hunger and thirst.

At first, they believed reinforcements would arrive. Now, as time dragged on, they realized that by the time help came, they would already be dead.

Judging by her condition, Saint Lady Hui Yue could not hold on much longer.

Perhaps one day. Perhaps only a few hours. Perhaps the next strike would break the array.

Crack.

A sound of despair rang out.

The barrier fractured.

After ten days of desperate resistance, the Moon Spirit Thousand Illusion Array had finally cracked.

Saint Lady Hui Yue coughed up a mouthful of blood. Her body trembled, and her aura weakened drastically. She was truly at the end of her strength.

"Hahahaha!"

Yuanyangzi laughed wildly. Six elders against a Saint Lady stripped of her power, and it had still taken ten days. Even so, victory was finally within reach.

"Saint Lady Hui Yue, your end has come. I almost regret it."

He gathered a massive sphere of lightning in his hand and hurled it toward the crack in the array.

Once it struck, the formation would collapse. Even if she survived, she would not last more than half a day.

At that very moment, a dark figure dropped from above. A scorching wave of heat swept through the air.

"Mm?"

Yuanyangzi frowned. With so many disciples guarding the upper levels, how could anyone reach this place?

In the next instant, a surge of extreme danger made his heart jolt.

"Not good!"

He shouted, but it was already too late.

A devastating field of flames descended.

"Devouring Flame domain!"

Seeing that Saint Lady Hui Yue could no longer hold on, Ling Feng acted without hesitation. He released every remaining trace of the Devouring Flame within him.

For a moment, he resembled a falling star, his entire body engulfed in blazing fire. Wherever he passed, even the air seemed to ignite.

A scream rang out.

The five elders supplying Yuanyangzi with power were instantly engulfed in flames.

Though Yuanyangzi's attacks seemed endless, the cost had been shifted onto those five elders.

Caught off guard, they were consumed in an instant and reduced to ashes by the Devouring Flame domain.

Recognizing the danger, Yuanyangzi immediately drew back his thunder energy and formed a barrier around himself.

The flames raged on.

Only after the time it took to brew a cup of tea did the heat finally dissipate.

Ling Feng's body went limp, his strength completely drained. He fell from the air.

A dark figure flashed forward.

Despicable Donkey caught him mid-fall and leapt onto a nearby rock wall, steadying his body.

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