Someone else intervened, and the already intense lightning tribulation suddenly grew even larger.
These Shitiian tribesmen who rushed in, intending to kill Chen Xiaohan, were so incensed by this reckless fool that they were itching to tear her apart. If even one of their skills could land a direct hit on Chen Xiaohan, they could have taken her down. But she was as slippery as an eel, and though she had many injuries, none were fatal.
Seeing Song Chuan charge forward, everyone else's faces changed dramatically.
This fellow was already a prominent figure in this immortal cultivation world. They certainly didn't want to see this situation unfold.
Song Chuan’s combat power was also formidable; he had suppressed a generation in this immortal cultivation realm.
"Young Song, you're walking into your doom!"
"There's no need to put yourself in such a perilous position!"
"That's a poison cultivator, a demoness..."
"..."
They believed Song Chuan was rushing to his death, and they also felt it wasn't worth dying for a mere poison cultivator.
The notion that such poison cultivators were devils was so deeply ingrained that even a war of this magnitude couldn't shake it.
It was precisely because Gao Menghan knew of the strong discrimination these cultivators in this world held against poison cultivators that she hadn't told anyone about Chen Xiaohan.
However, Song Chuan was not such a pedantic person. He held his sword in one hand, stood tall in the air, and said coldly, "She has never harmed a single human. I don't understand why you harbor such prejudice against someone who turned the tide of the battle single-handedly. Although I, Chuan, am foolish, I also understand what is racial righteousness and what is good versus evil."
Sword intent erupted from him like a thunderclap. "To stand by and watch a hero who helped us win the victory perish is absolutely not the sword path I, Chuan, uphold!"
Chen Xiaohan raised an eyebrow. This Song Chuan’s personality was very much like Zhang Xiaohu’s!
Such an innocent person was a rare sight.
All the immortals who were still watching the spectacle were rendered speechless by Song Chuan's words. They actually knew they should have gone to help, but why were they still hesitating?
While they hesitated, the Shitiian tribe did not wait and continued to attack Chen Xiaohan.
Chen Xiaohan was severely wounded. She wiped the blood trickling from the corner of her mouth, her eyes flashing with crimson flames.
The last time she was ambushed by a Shitiian king, all her protective trump cards were activated. Therefore, if she died now, she would truly be dead.
"It's been a long time since I've experienced such an exhilarating moment. It's truly exciting!"
She licked her lips. Under the baptism of the lightning tribulation, many of her蠱worms died, but a small number also underwent another metamorphosis. These transformed蛊worms broke through their original shells, becoming purple-red blood butterflies that flapped their wings around Chen Xiaohan.
At this moment, she was like a princess from hell, beautiful yet terrifying.
The lightning tribulation was about to dissipate. Although these Shitiian tribesmen all had varying degrees of injuries, this was merely a breakthrough to a minor realm, not something that terrifying.
Freed from the restriction of the lightning tribulation, these individuals became even more reckless.
They formed a encirclement and madly attacked Chen Xiaohan.
"Miss! You must run!"
Song Chuan had intended to play the hero, but Chen Xiaohan scoffed, "Go to the side, little brother! I can leave anytime. Do you think I'm easy to bully?"
Song Chuan: "..."
Dense blood-red butterflies, along with Chen Xiaohan, clashed with one of the eighth-realm Shitiian tribesmen.
As expected, Chen Xiaohan was immediately at a disadvantage. The immense impact forced her to spit out a mouthful of blood, her face becoming even paler.
"Your solo combat ability is nothing special, haha! Without Wang Teng and the others, you're nothing!"
However, despite being injured, Chen Xiaohan did not evade. She charged directly at him.
"Heh, with your combat power, you dare to advance?"
He raised his long saber and fiercely slashed forward.
But Chen Xiaohan twisted her waist ninety degrees and circled behind him.
She opened her mouth and bit down hard on his neck.
This eighth-realm Shitiian tribesman, who had been so arrogant just moments before, suddenly widened his eyes. Then his entire body began to twitch wildly, purple poisonous gas spewing from him, looking incredibly gruesome.
The dense blood butterflies clung to his skin, voraciously gnawing at him and burrowing into his body.
"Demon... Body... Sacrifice..."
He tried to struggle, but his life was draining away so rapidly that he couldn't even initiate the Demon Body Sacrifice. He soon died on the spot.
However, before he died, he managed to swing his long saber at Chen Xiaohan's shoulder, but he no longer had the strength to continue.
Having taken another blow, blood poured from the wound on her shoulder, but Chen Xiaohan raised her head and spat out some pieces of flesh from her mouth.
"I, myself, am the greatest蛊worm. An eighth-realm cultivator dares to act arrogant in front of me?"
The eighth-realm powerhouses were all terrified, swallowing hard.
Although a single direct hit from them might finish Chen Xiaohan, if she bit you, you would also be finished on the spot!
What was this, a passionate mutual exchange of blows?
But for them, it didn't seem very passionate.
Those at the peak of the eighth realm stared intently at Chen Xiaohan. They couldn't be sure if they would survive a bite from her.
"Damn it! She only has one mouth. What are you afraid of? Attack!"
Blood seeped from Chen Xiaohan's wounds, and her face was deathly pale, looking truly terrifying.
Of course, to the Shitiian tribe, she looked like she was about to collapse.
Song Chuan also saw her condition. Gritting his teeth, he instantly appeared before Chen Xiaohan. "I'll help you! Don't underestimate me!"
Without the slightest hesitation, wisps of elusive sword intent emanated from his sword.
His sword intent was the "meaning of逍遥" (free and unfettered), its killing intent elusive, making it impossible to gauge its destructive power in combat.
Chen Xiaohan couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. She had traveled to many immortal cultivation worlds and seen countless human geniuses.
She could naturally discern the difference between true and false geniuses. If this Song Chuan were to develop on Blue Star, he could completely become a member of the Ice Sword Mercenary Group.
"Little thing, you die for me!"
Song Chuan trembled as he faced the overwhelming killing intent rushing towards him, but he refused to retreat.
He was determined to draw his sword!
"I am doing this to vindicate the human race of our world. Not everyone is so pedantic! Though I overestimate myself, I hope that when you leave, you will not have a bad impression of the people of our world. Come! Sword slash!"
The sword intent erupted with the fall of the sword, but it was instantly torn to shreds.