Chapter 145: A Grueling Resistance

A fierce pressure surged forth, overwhelming Li Luoyan, leaving her body on the verge of bursting apart.

She forced herself to swing her sword multiple times, but the sword core within her dantian began to crack.

“You insolent woman, weren’t you arrogant before?”

“Kill her! His Majesty commands: anyone connected to Xia Jiuxuan is to be executed on sight!”

Dozens of peak Lifan cultivators dove down together, aiming to crush Li Luoyan.

Her face turned pale; facing such an overwhelming assault, despair crept into her heart.

“Ahhh!”

Suddenly, the charging peak Lifan cultivators screamed in agony one after another.

From the nearly shattered spiritual artifact mansion, countless fiery spirit arrows shot forth, piercing their bodies.

These blazing arrows were formidable—each capable of killing a peak Lifan cultivator.

“An expert! Fall back quickly!”

The remaining peak Lifan cultivators panicked and hastily retreated.

Clang!

The ringing of swords filled the air as several armored warriors suddenly appeared behind them.

Sword after sword pierced their backs relentlessly.

Despite their defensive armor, they were riddled with holes like a wasps’ nest.

“Who’s there?”

Witnessing this, the few Sacred Realm cultivators preparing to strike were thrown into confusion.

So there was a powerful figure hidden within the spiritual artifact mansion!

The sudden attacks—so fierce and unfamiliar—that they couldn’t even discern their nature.

Only the young man surnamed Shen furrowed his brow, his eyes flashing with a hint of excitement.

“This person’s attacks are quite intriguing!”

To Shen, the fiery spirit arrows and armored soldiers appeared to be some kind of spell attacks.

Yet oddly, these attacks carried no magical aura.

He had never seen such a method before and was therefore quite fascinated.

“You personally engage that woman in combat!”

Shen Yuchun looked at Li Luoyan ahead with a playful glint.

“Yes, Young Master Shen Yuchun.”

Several Sacred Realm experts immediately surged forward.

Boom!

One of them slammed a palm down.

A soil-yellow handprint closed in on Li Luoyan.

Clang!

A crisp sound rang out.

The palm strike did not hit Li Luoyan but struck a golden shield instead.

Boom!

The shield shattered, but the force of the palm was completely dissipated.

“A magic cultivator, it must be a powerful one!”

The few felt a chill in their hearts, growing uneasy.

Facing a magic cultivator was dangerous enough if they could locate them to charge and kill.

But now, they could sense no one below, which was far more perilous.

Because magic cultivators’ attacks were cunning and unpredictable in timing and method.

Back to back, they cautiously scanned their surroundings.

Crackling sounds erupted suddenly as spatial rifts tore open beside them, bloodied bone claws lunging fiercely at their heads.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Explosions echoed as their protective qi was shattered.

“Cut them down!”

In panic, they unleashed their blade intent, desperately slashing at the bone claws.

“Retreat!”

After destroying the claws, they swiftly pulled back.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

But behind them, several armored soldiers charged once more.

“Damn it!”

They clashed fiercely with the soldiers, breaking them apart within a few breaths.

But just as they finished, a massive golden fist suddenly slammed down from above.

Boom!

They were hit head-on, falling like shooting stars.

Their hearts filled with fear and fury.

“This guy’s moves are strange, but his strength isn’t overwhelming!”

Indeed, the attacks had been relentless but failed to inflict fatal wounds.

“You two, search the mansion for that hidden magic cultivator. The other two and I will kill that woman.”

“Understood!”

They split into two groups, preparing to strike with full force.

“Miss Luoyan, can you still hold on?”

From below, Han Yu transmitted his voice through mental power.

Li Luoyan’s chest heaved violently, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth.

“If I give it everything, I can still unleash four sword strikes.”

“Then there’s no choice. With them divided, this is your best chance. I’ll support you with all I’ve got,” Han Yu replied.

“All right. If I die, promise me you’ll protect Ranran and get her away safely.”

“Don’t worry. Unless I’m ground to paste, no one will harm Miss Ranran,” Han Yu said resolutely.

He understood that Xia Ran held a position in their master’s heart no one could surpass—even more important than his own life.

“Kill!”

Li Luoyan soared upward; her white dress was already stained with blood.

“You crazy woman, you’re asking for death!”

Swish! Swish!

Seeing Li Luoyan charge, the two men grinned viciously.

This woman was mad—coming here to die.

“Overlord Blade!”

Boom!

The entire Tai Xuan Academy trembled.

Ten layers of blade intent overlapped, forming a colossal blade shadow slashing toward Li Luoyan.

“Limit break, pierce through!”

Li Luoyan murmured softly and swung her sword, seemingly ordinary.

The sword shadow shot forth, colliding with the giant blade shadow.

Boom!

The blade shadow exploded, but so did the sword shadow.

“Haha, you’re strong, woman, but what use is it? Let’s see how long you can hold out!”

The man sensed Li Luoyan’s aura weaken and felt immense satisfaction.

“Roar!”

Suddenly, a dragon’s cry echoed as a black dragon apparition appeared above the two men.

It lunged at them with terrifying speed, leaving them no time to react.

Thud! Thud!

Its claws struck, injuring both.

Then, the black dragon coiled around them, binding them tightly.

“This is bad!”

The two men panicked.

They knew this was no real dragon but a trapping formation.

“Miss Luoyan, now’s your chance!” Han Yu, drenched in sweat, looked exhausted.

Whoosh!

Li Luoyan became a blur, rushing forward.

“Secret technique—Life and Death Sword!”

The raging sword intent enveloped the two men.

“Impossible!”

They widened their eyes.

This sword intent was ferocious.

Not only their Sacred Realm defenses but even the physical defense of Outer Sea experts would scarcely withstand it.

“Master Shen, help!”

In desperation, they shouted.

Behind them, Shen Yuchun smirked.

“This sword intent is strong! But unfortunately, it meets me.”

With a thought, the black dragon binding the two men shattered.

Li Luoyan’s sword intent struck an invisible wall.

Ripples spread through the air as her sword intent was absorbed without a sound.

Seeing this, a hint of sorrow darkened Li Luoyan’s exquisite face.

She fixed her gaze on the young man not far away.

His body radiated vast magical power; with him present, she could never kill the opponent.

“Why do you help them kill me?” Li Luoyan asked coldly.

Shen Yuchun smiled coldly.

“I heard that brat Xia Jiuxuan is arrogant, and that the people he cares most about are his niece and you. So by killing you, he’ll go mad seeking revenge on me, sparing me the trouble of hunting him down. That’s all there is to it. Satisfied?”

A wave of despair spread through Li Luoyan’s heart.

She sighed softly.

This young man’s magical power was overwhelming—even if the master returned, he would not be a match.

Now, she wished Xia Jiuxuan would never come back.

Even if she died, she did not want the master to seek vengeance for her.

“Why go to such trouble to kill me?”

At that moment, a slender figure descended swiftly from the depths of the sky, landing beside Li Luoyan.