When they reached the late Mahayana stage, they no longer feared these peak eighth-realm powerhouses.
Although they might not win one-on-one, two against one was more than enough.
These peak eighth-realm Shitian clan powerhouses were under immense pressure. They used to believe their strength was incredible, and as long as they weren't alone, the Ice Sword Mercenary Group couldn't do anything to them.
However, their progress was too rapid. The last time they met, everyone was at the Nascent Soul stage. Now, six had already ascended, and the remaining ones were not far from ascending.
From the attacks of Liang Zifan and He Guangxin, they actually felt a strong sense of crisis.
This forced them to go all out to deal with them.
However, when they tried to crush them with their numbers, they encountered Luo Xiaowei's immensely disgusting Sword Domain.
"Sword Domain: Sky Divide!"
A sword light streaked across, followed by a silver-white domain enveloping them. As their attacks were about to land on Liang Zifan and He Guangxin, it was as if a chasm had separated them, greatly weakening their attack power.
"Die for me!!"
The Giant Furious Thunder Vajra, holding a demon-subduing pestle, smashed down towards a peak eighth-realm Shitian clan member in front of him.
Terrifying pressure descended, with countless rays of thunder falling, piercing the sky.
This peak eighth-realm Shitian clan member, who was targeted by the two attacks, either had a brain cramp or something, but he didn't dodge or evade. He charged straight ahead.
"Damn it, two mere Mahayana brats, what do I have to fear..."
However, in the next moment, waves of Burning Heaven Flame appeared from all around, and the air instantly became distorted by the heat.
These flames transformed into chains, firmly locking his body.
The Shitian clan member's face paled with terror: "Who is it!"
"The one who will kill you!"
A cold voice came, and then a golden bead descended from the sky, fiercely striking his back.
It was Zhang Xiaohu who made the move, controlling the Burning Heaven Flame and the [Sinking and Floating Bead], cooperating with He Guangxin and Liang Zifan.
This flame contained imperial intent, and he couldn't break free for a moment.
Seeing the two attacks about to land on him, he roared in anger: "What are you doing? Why are you just watching? Are you setting me up?"
"Shut up! Do you see us having any free time?"
"These people have gone mad! They're risking their lives!"
"You're on your own!"
"..."
It turned out that the other peak eighth-realm Shitian clan members were entangled by the native immortals of this world.
These immortals might have lower cultivation, but they fought desperately, burning their Dao fruits.
Brilliant techniques bloomed with them, and they had no regrets even in death.
When they saw the destructive power unleashed by Chen Xiaohan, they immediately understood that all of them combined were strategically inferior to Chen Xiaohan.
As for poison cultivators, honestly, they had always held great prejudice against them. But after witnessing Chen Xiaohan's performance, they only regretted not letting those poison cultivators grow.
"Young lady, please rest assured! We will use everything we have to buy you time!"
"Before dying, to witness these alien races fleeing like stray dogs is truly a great fortune!"
"Hahaha! It's a pity I won't be able to see it in the future, but before my life is extinguished, they won't be able to touch you by a single bit!"
"..."
These people were all very cheerful. Those who could ascend and those who could persist until now were all exceptionally talented individuals.
Facing a battle that was destined to be lost, they seemed to have let go of everything, returning all that they possessed to heaven and earth without reservation.
Chen Xiaohan watched all this, silent. Her eyes were red, and her hands trembled slightly.
It was this feeling again, of being entrusted with a heavy responsibility by their lives.
"Damn it, you guys doing this... forces me to fight with all my might..."
Chen Xiaohan closed her eyes, and the range of her mental power expanded.
"Soul Summon!"
Countless vengeful souls were forcibly condensed by her.
On the battlefield, even if your primordial spirit detached after death, you wouldn't survive.
The primordial spirit was a very fragile thing; it would be torn to shreds by the impact of various techniques.
Chen Xiaohan was now gathering the remnant souls from these fragments, piecing them together into vengeful entities that had no consciousness, only instinct.
Once these vengeful entities formed, they roared and charged towards the Shitian clan members.
They were soul attacks.
The battlefield, already filled with ghostly wails, now became even more sinister and terrifying.
There was toxic gas filling the air again, and a hundred ghosts marching at night.
And the affected area was vast!
In just this short period, tens of thousands of Shitian clan members had already died.
But no matter how strong she was, she was still just one person.
A sound of air breaking echoed from afar, and a spear that traversed space pierced towards Chen Xiaohan.
Its speed was incredibly fast, and it also had the effect of traversing space.
Chen Xiaohan's expression changed. This sudden turn of events, even He Guangxin and the others, couldn't react in time.
"Chen Xiaohan! Be careful!!"
Zhuang Hongxia had been by Chen Xiaohan's side, acting as a marksman, constantly shooting from various directions.
Her reaction was quick, and in the blink of an eye, she completed the action of drawing and nocking an arrow, firing it directly without time to charge.
The arrow shot from the [Void Bow] had the greatest effect of being silent and traceless, making assassination and surprise attacks easy to succeed.
However, this effect was not very pronounced at this moment.
When the arrow collided with the spear, her arrow was quickly torn apart.
Chen Xiaohan had already developed herself into a pure output mage. Faced with this situation, she had no way or ability to dodge.
She could only watch helplessly as the black spear pierced towards her chest.
The one who threw this spear was none other than a King who was fighting with Cang Yuan and the others. His name was Kulaku.
He saw the destructive power Chen Xiaohan was unleashing upon their clansmen, and thus, at the risk of losing his weapon, he was determined to kill Chen Xiaohan!
Seeing his spear successfully pierce Chen Xiaohan, he showed a look of ecstatic joy.
"Haha! She couldn't possibly block this spear of mine!"
Wang Teng and the others also turned pale. They knew Chen Xiaohan was in danger, but they couldn't go over there now.
This Kulaku had discarded his weapon. For people of their realm, their combat power could be amplified by 20% when their immortal artifact was in hand.
Therefore, in just an instant, he felt a substantive killing intent lock onto him firmly.