In an instant, the attacks from both sides intersected, exploding with soul-shaking booms.

The attacks of many Revivers were first weakened considerably by the fierce ghosts and Blood Shadow manipulated by Fang Yuan.

Then, the golden radiance, like a torrent, surged forth, completely engulfing and crushing these attacks in an instant.

Next, the golden torrent, without any sign of stopping, charged straight towards the Revivers behind.

"Not good!"

The wine-loving monk who had been fighting at the front, relying on his Nine-foot Golden Body, was alarmed and lost his previous momentum. Activating the Spiritual Power within, he attempted to escape upwards.

Unfortunately, the speed of the golden torrent was too fast. Just as the wine-loving monk reacted and was about to move, it had already arrived before him.

Ah~

With a cry of pain, the wine-loving monk was engulfed by the golden torrent. The countless Golden Radiance Divine Lights struck his body, which was as tough as diamond.

In a matter of moments, amidst sounds of metal clashing, the monk's golden skin was pierced by the divine lights, creating bloody craters, with blood continuously oozing out, staining half of his body red.

At the same time, the golden torrent had reached the eyes of the Revivers.

Seeing the tragic state of the monk, no one dared to be negligent. They all employed their best skills to block the incoming blinding radiance.

Rumble~

The Little Sword Immortal, with a grim expression and a hint of pain on his face, was enveloped in boundless cyan light, his Sword Intent pervasive. The Cyan Lotus Mark at his brow suddenly brightened, producing a radiant cyan lotus that suspended before him, resisting the relentless Golden Radiance Divine Light.

In the blink of an eye, the divine light clashed with the cyan lotus. The cyan glow of the lotus was dazzling, as if possessing endless petals, continuously blossoming and perishing to neutralize the incoming divine light, each negating the other.

Unfortunately, although the direct attack was blocked, each collision passed on its shock to the Little Sword Immortal's body. Within a few breaths, it caused blood to seep from his lips, inflicting internal injuries.

Indeed, though injured, the Little Sword Immortal fared better compared to others.

As the golden torrent approached, he heard several cries of agony beside him.

The defensive measures of several Revivers shattered in an instant, and they, like the wine-loving monk, were swept into the golden torrent, continuously enduring the onslaught of the divine light.

In moments, the monk, along with six Revivers, fell to the ground like blood-filled gourds, vomiting blood, severely injured and unable to continue fighting.

In the air, including the Little Sword Immortal and the Blind Daoist, a dozen or so Revivers were barely holding on, their faces ashen.

Pfft!

At this time, another Reviver spewed blood mist, immediately flung backwards.

It was during his desperate defense against Nangong Luo's golden torrent that the fierce ghosts and Blood Shadow manipulated by Fang Yuan took advantage of the situation.

When several fierce ghosts and Blood Shadow struck him, countless cracks appeared on his Spiritual Power Shield, and the terrifying impact directly penetrated the shield, affecting his body.

"Damn it, these two beasts are truly troublesome. If this continues, I'm bound to fall here!"

Realizing the situation, the Blind Daoist, staring at the spinning Black and White Tai Chi Diagram, bore a grim expression, sensing a foreboding feeling.

At this moment, watching the battle from the Great Qin Empire, everyone displayed terror on their faces.

Should they be defeated, their Great Qin Empire would certainly face the Black Demon Tiger's wild revenge, at which point the casualties would surely be innumerable.

"Is heaven intent on destroying our Great Qin Empire?"

In the Imperial Capital, seeing the unfolding battle, Dean Lin swayed, tasting bitterness in his heart, unwillingness on his face.

Ah~

As two more Revivers screamed and fell, the battlefield inevitably tilted toward Fang Yuan.

Watching the once smug enemies who ceaselessly attacked him being reduced to such a miserable state, Fang Yuan felt immense satisfaction. He swung the Ten Thousand Souls Banner fiercely, laughing maniacally: "Hahaha, today marks your death, and the beginning of your Great Qin Empire's end! Once this Demon Monarch devours you wretches, I'll slaughter the entire Great Qin Empire!"

Hearing this, whether the fallen Revivers or the struggling Little Sword Immortal in the air, all displayed looks of despair.

Could they be doomed to fall again, just after their resurrection?

"Kekeke, kill!"

Once Fang Yuan's words fell, he fixed his gaze fiercely on the fallen wine-loving monk, brimming with murderous intent. The blood light from the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in his hand flashed, causing countless fierce ghosts to howl crazily and charge towards the monk.

The wine-loving monk, already severely injured and struggling to walk, had no chance of resisting the tide of fierce ghosts, and could only watch as they closed in, ravenous.

"Damn it!"

Seeing the situation, the Little Sword Immortal wished to turn back and rescue him, but the surging golden radiance morphed into golden Immortal Ropes, binding him tightly, preventing any distraction.

The other Revivers, also struggling, were unable to assist the monk.

Seeing the monk about to be engulfed by the tide of fierce ghosts.

Boom!

Suddenly, the bloody ground trembled, as if the whole world was shaking. Accompanied by a series of booms, an unseen force split the ground, creating a crack that stretched from east to west, continuously widening.

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