Chapter 1210: The Harvester
Whether it was the Spirit Mediums, the Talisman Masters of the Talisman Order, or individuals from other factions present, all seemed to defer to the Spirit Medium who had spoken. No one offered a single word of contradiction after he voiced his opinion. From this alone, it was clear that this Spirit Medium held a significant position and possessed undeniable strength; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to keep the Talisman Order and other factions in check.
Jing Miao remained silent, as if she hadn't heard the man's words—words that, while outwardly courteous, harbored malicious intent. Jing Qi, on the other hand, responded with a smile, though his grin was somewhat grotesque.
"Heh heh, I simply love making friends, so I think your suggestion is quite excellent!"
As these words fell, Jing Qi gripped the hilt of the heavy sword before him with both hands. A powerful surge of energy erupted from within him, and a visible blood energy rose from his body. Even the heavy sword in his grasp pulsed with a bloody glow.
The next instant, Jing Qi's body twisted and vanished from his spot, as if he had never been there, leaving only Jing Miao behind.
Jing Qi's sudden disappearance was entirely due to his blinding speed, creating the illusion that he had simply vanished.
The leading Spirit Medium's expression subtly froze. Even as he was startled by Jing Qi's speed, he was equally astonished by the powerful energy fluctuation Jing Qi had unleashed.
Before he could think further or search for Jing Qi's whereabouts, heart-rending screams and roars of extreme fury echoed from below.
A blood-red figure was seen rapidly weaving and slashing through the crowd, ceaselessly wielding a heavy sword that pulsed with crimson light. With every descending strike, one or even several lives were invariably claimed.
This blood-red figure was none other than the recently vanished Jing Miao. However, Jing Miao's current targets were not the Ancheng Underworld Division members, but rather those who had been besieging the Ancheng Underworld Division. It was precisely for this reason that the leading Spirit Medium's expression had suddenly turned so unsightly.
In just the blink of an eye, over a dozen individuals met a gruesome end at Jing Qi's hands. These dozen or so people were at the very front of the encirclement; they wouldn't have dared to charge ahead and court death without some inherent strength. Yet, they became the first batch of departed souls under Jing Qi.
Jing Qi's unexpected attack was one thing, but the main reason was his incredible speed and immense strength. These dozen or so individuals didn't even have time to react before meeting a tragic end beneath Jing Qi's sword.
However, a dozen or so people were merely a drop in the ocean for the massive force besieging the Underworld Division; the death of a mere dozen was nothing. But if Jing Qi could slaughter so many in just a blink of an eye, it was hard to imagine how many more lives he would claim if this continued.
What was most crucial was that Jing Qi had committed this carnage right under everyone's noses, which felt like a blatant slap in the face. Especially for the leading Spirit Medium, who was the primary initiator and responsible party of this operation. He had treated Jing Qi with courtesy, yet Jing Qi had instantly killed over a dozen people right in front of him. Such a blatant humiliation was unbearable; how could he possibly entertain the thought of recruiting the other party now?
If he couldn't leave Jing Qi and Jing Miao's lives here today, he wouldn't be able to explain himself to anyone else, nor could he justify it to his own pride. So, snapping back to reality, he didn't hesitate for a moment. With intense fury burning within him, he ordered the slaughter of everyone present who was not on their Spirit Medium side, which, of course, included Jing Qi and Jing Miao!
Compared to the leading Spirit Medium's rage, the surviving members of the Ancheng Underworld Division were now filled with pleasant surprise. Initially, they had felt a tinge of disappointment at the arrival of Jing Qi and Jing Miao, as the siblings were not part of the Underworld Division, making it unlikely they would offer assistance. There was even a chance they would side with the Spirit Mediums. But to their astonishment, Jing Qi's attack was not aimed at them, but at the Spirit Mediums' side, instantly killing over a dozen of their opponents. Naturally, their hearts swelled with delight.
As the leading Spirit Medium gave his command, a deluge of attacks rained down towards Jing Qi. The surviving members of the Ancheng Underworld Division, of course, were no exception, all falling within the attack's range. Even Jing Miao, who had remained above and not yet made a move, naturally became a target for the Spirit Mediums' assault.
At once, the entire Death God Temple was enveloped in a kaleidoscope of lights, and deafening explosions roared incessantly, as if the world were coming to an end.
Facing the dense onslaught of attacks, the smile on Jing Qi's face grew even more grotesque than before. Under such a siege, he showed not the slightest hint of fear; instead, he appeared extraordinarily excited.
With the sword clutched in both hands, his body flickered continuously, like a human harvesting machine. Wherever he appeared, a swath of corpses would fall. As for the attacks that rained down like a storm, some he dodged, some he blocked, and others were simply too weak in his eyes. He didn't even bother to evade or defend against them, allowing these attacks to slam into his body, yet they couldn't even break through the protective demonic aura on his skin.
Therefore, despite the overwhelming numbers of the Spirit Mediums' side, and the incessant, dense barrage of diverse attacks, little significant harm was inflicted upon Jing Qi. He even had enough strength left to intervene and protect the severely wounded and dying members of the Ancheng Underworld Division.
High above, Jing Miao was equally busy. Facing the oncoming assault, she first casually waved her hand, conjuring a crimson barrier before her. She seemed utterly confident in this protective barrier she had deployed, for after setting it up, she paid no further mind to the incoming attacks, instead focusing her gaze on the small sword case floating suspended before her.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
The crimson barrier remained utterly unmoving. When the various incoming attacks struck it, they merely produced a series of explosions, failing to shake the barrier in the slightest. It was like ordinary raindrops hitting glass—producing sound, but causing no damage.
From this, it was clear that Jing Miao's confidence was not a bluff or arrogance, but rather a testament to her actual strength and her complete trust in the defense she had erected.
A dense blood energy surged forth from Jing Miao's body. Her current state mirrored Jing Qi's, as her entire being was enveloped in thick blood energy. Even the small sword case floating before her was no exception.
A pungent scent of blood permeated the air. Under Jing Miao's control, the suspended sword case before her opened, revealing its contents.
Inside the sword case, twelve uniquely shaped Bone Swords lay conspicuously. The primary reason for their peculiar appearance was that none of these twelve Bone Swords had hilts, and their forms bore a striking resemblance, seventy to eighty percent, to human fingers.
Streaks of crimson light flowed within the blades of the twelve Bone Swords, appearing both mystical and somewhat eerie. They had originally lain still and silent within the sword case, but now they suddenly began to vibrate violently.
With a whoosh, the twelve Bone Swords shot out from the sword case. The crimson barrier, personally set up by Jing Miao, had remained unmoving against the crowd's attacks, yet when faced with these twelve Bone Swords, it shattered as easily as paper.
The twelve Bone Swords' targets were naturally not the crimson barrier Jing Miao had set up for herself, but rather the other enemies present, excluding those from the Ancheng Underworld Division. However, the crimson barrier happened to be directly in front of her; if it wasn't broken, the twelve Bone Swords naturally couldn't attack anyone else.
Of course, as the caster of the crimson barrier, Jing Miao could have instantly dispelled it. But she didn't do so, perhaps believing there was no need.
After the crimson barrier was breached, the twelve Bone Swords immediately shot towards those who had attacked her. The speed of the Bone Swords was so immense that these individuals hadn't even had time to react before their bodies were pierced.
Anyone whose body was pierced by a Bone Sword instantly withered at a visible rate. These Bone Swords, while piercing their targets, simultaneously devoured their flesh and blood.
To be precise, the moment a Bone Sword entered a target's body, it successfully devoured all the flesh and blood within. By the time the Bone Sword emerged from the body, this process was already complete; it was only due to the Bone Swords' incredible speed that it gave the illusion of the target's flesh and blood being consumed only after the sword had exited.
In merely the blink of an eye, the twelve Bone Swords had successfully cut down dozens of people. Jing Miao's speed in reaping lives far surpassed that of her brother, Jing Qi.
The two sides had barely exchanged blows, yet many lives had already been lost on the Spirit Mediums' side. And accompanied by shrill screams, the death toll among the Spirit Mediums continued to rise rapidly. This sight not only terrified the Spirit Mediums' faction but also filled the surviving Ancheng Underworld Division members with profound shock and disbelief. Even though it was all unfolding before their very eyes, they couldn't help but doubt their own vision, unable to believe that what they were witnessing was real.
The leading Spirit Medium was a mix of shock and fury, for the devastating power unleashed by Jing Qi and Jing Miao, the two siblings, far exceeded his wildest imagination!
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