Eternal life begins with saving my clan

Chapter 117 : The appearance of the Red Sword Blood Whisperer

The Eastern Barren Land hung heavy with an air of tension and desperation as the Rejuvenation Pills were distributed with haste.

Exhausted soldiers, teetering on the edge of collapse, clung to a glimmer of hope as they received these miraculous pills.

Yet, the supply of these life-saving elixirs couldn't hope to meet the overwhelming demand surging through the barren land.

They were a rare and precious resource, and only the mightiest warriors could partake of their revitalizing power.

As for the rest, the pills were dispatched to distant regions, a journey fraught with time-consuming challenges.

Still, they clung to hope that the pills would arrive in time.

In every corner of the barren land, a deafening and horrifying battle raged on.

People and soldiers fell in droves, mercilessly slaughtered by the vile creatures known as Blood Whisperers, who unleashed their full fury, hell-bent on the annihilation of the barren land.

But amidst this chaos, brave souls fought with unyielding determination to protect their homes and loved ones.

Before the formidable walls of Jade City, Huang Yin, a formidable Foundation Building realm cultivator, stood resolute and unwavering.

Her domineering authority was matched only by the might of her presence as she traversed from one perilous corner to the next.

With a mere wave of her palm, she obliterated hundreds of Blood Whisperers, creating a path for elite soldiers to rush to neighboring towns and villages, providing the much-needed support.

Yet, the relentless assault took its toll on Jade City, leaving deep craters that scarred its once-pristine streets.

Huang Guo and Huang Ruo had embarked on a frantic quest to secure reinforcements in the nearest town.

There was no time for respite; every soul in the barren land was dedicated to supporting one another in the face of this relentless onslaught.

Zimo and his loyal comrades ventured to the villages, offering unwavering support to the beleaguered residents.

In this dire hour, the spirit of unity and sacrifice was their sole sustenance.

Elder Su Feng, a steadfast sentinel, defended the northern town as an impenetrable shield.

In the western barren land, Elder Jie battled a group of Blood Whisperers with his hair hanging loose.

Deep within Willow City, Biyu rode her horse with unmatched ferocity, her blade slicing through Blood Whisperers in her path.

Her commanding shouts echoed through the city as she led her troops, her long black hair dancing in the wind.

But then, an ominous presence washed over Willow City, sending a collective shiver down every spine. Panic and confusion gripped the hearts of the inhabitants.

"What's happening?"

"What was that?!"

These thoughts raced through their minds as Biyu, astride her dark horse, turned her gaze toward the source of the foreboding waves, her heart heavy with dread.

"Something evil is happening in that direction," she thought.

With determination etched on her face, she looked at her valiant soldiers who fought bravely by her side and issued a command, "I want a hundred soldiers to follow me now."

Without waiting for her men, she spurred her horse forward, heading toward the malevolent presence.

Her instincts screamed at her to confront and stop whatever was causing this evil aura.

However, it was too late. A streak of blood erupted like a pillar from the depths of the Jin mansion. The sudden appearance of this grotesque blood pillar drew the attention of all.

"Is that a pillar of blood?"

Everyone raised their heads, their faces etched with confusion. A hushed silence fell over the city as they stared at the eerie sight, a profound sense of foreboding weighing heavily upon them.

Then, a horrifying shriek emanated from the blood pillar, causing the hearts of those who heard it to skip a beat. A dreadful feeling washed over their souls.

"This is a blood sacrifice," Biyu shouted, her voice filled with disbelief. "Who would dare to perform such a dark ritual?"

Before anyone could process what was happening, the blood pillar shattered into pieces, sending forth a dark and ominous cloud that rapidly blanketed the barren land.

Bang!

A fragment of the blood pillar landed before Biyu, creating a cloud of dust that billowed into the sky. Her horse whinnied in fear, and she clung to the reins, fighting to stay upright.

"What the hell?!" she screamed, confusion etching across her face.

Before her eyes, a silhouette emerged from the crater left behind by the blood, a Blood Whisperer, but not just any—this was an exceptionally formidable one.

The Blood Whisperer stood before Biyu, reeking of blood, wielding a blood-red sword that sent shivers down her spine.

Whoosh!

"What!" Biyu exclaimed, leaping from her horse by instinct.

The newly empowered Blood Whisperer moved with astonishing speed, leaving a trail of blood in its wake. In an instant, it appeared where Biyu had just stood and struck.

A beam of red light accompanied the swing, slicing the horse in two, sending its lifeless body hurtling into the distance.

The horse didn't have a chance to make a sound before meeting its end.

Wide-eyed and filled with fear, Biyu stood and analyzed the situation. "This is a Foundation Building realm Blood Whisperer," she realized, recognizing the perilous threat.

"Formation!" she shouted, her voice heavy with determination.

Quickly, she removed her nearly depleted spirit stone from the heart of her armor and swiftly replaced it. Her soldiers rallied behind her, forming a parallel battle formation.

Whoosh!

The red-sworded Blood Whisperer turned its attention toward Biyu and launched another attack. Biyu stood her ground, took a deep breath, and commanded, "Shields up!"

Boom!

A cloud of dust billowed from the ground, and anguished screams filled the air as Biyu and her men were forced to retreat several meters from the devastating attack.

Biyu's sword trembled violently, some of the soldiers lay broken, while others had limbs twisted at impossible angles.

Despite their injuries, they quickly regrouped to face their formidable adversary.

Meanwhile, throughout the barren land, elite soldiers and powerful individuals faced similar threats simultaneously.

It was then that people noticed a dark cloud enveloping the sky, casting the once bright day into an eerie darkness within moments.

The entire barren land was plunged into a profound, impenetrable obscurity that no one could have fathomed just a short while ago.

With this sudden onset of terrifying darkness, the dread that had already taken root in the hearts of the people reached an unimaginable height.

Yet, even in the midst of this darkness, those who could not join the battle in defense of their homes were engaged in actions that could potentially change the course of the battle.

The question loomed—how soon would those efforts bear fruit?

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[AN: Did anyone know what the ordinary people were doing?]