Soul Land V: Rebirth of Tang San

Still, what\'s done is done; he could only take things one step at a time now.

Just then, his heart slightly contracted as an oppressive feeling suddenly arose within him. Although he hadn\'t reached God Rank, he was only a step away, a powerful Ninth Stage peak fighter, with his Spiritual Power on the verge of transformation. He had a certain ability to foresee danger.

Caught off guard by the sudden oppressive feeling, he immediately shouted, "Stop the car."

The racecar was speeding at a high velocity, and upon hearing his command, the Leopard demon pulling the car quickly decelerated, yet due to inertia, it kept surging forward.

At this moment, the racecar was traveling on a somewhat narrow path. A vehicle of their size could only allow two abreast on this narrow road, which was the essential route to the Flash Leopard Clan\'s Ancestral House.

Chill, sinister lights appeared in the next instant. Dozens of cold glints, almost like lightning, emerged from both sides of the walls.

The Leopard demon pulling the cart instinctively tried to dodge, with the four Eighth Stage Leopard demons on either side, using Leopard Flash to rush towards the front and ascend the walls to meet the enemy. Meanwhile, Flash Leopard King inside the vehicle was trying to use Leopard Flash to burst out of the racecar, where with his speed, the space outside would be much easier to navigate.

However, at that moment, they were all shocked to discover that the surrounding space had started to twist, preventing them from using Leopard Flash or rendering it ineffective. The distorted space around them forcibly intercepted their movements.

This caused the Flash Leopard demons to feel an erroneous sense of exertion, leading to uncomfortable grunts.

Space around Flash Leopard King was violently distorting as he tried to activate his bloodline power to dispel the spatial changes. And just then, those dozens of cold glints had already arrived in a flash.

Each bolt, glowing with a faint white light, was incredibly sharp.

Unable to use Leopard Flash, the Flash Leopard demons could only rely on their sharp claws to trace the trajectories of the bolts. They believed that the twisted space around them would affect the bolts in the same way, preventing them from hitting their targets.

Contrary to their wishes, when the bolts drew near, they seemed to be deliberately avoiding them, or rather, the twisted space seemed to be intentionally avoiding the bolts. Each bolt pierced through the gaps in space.

"Pfft pfft pfft…"

The Leopard demon pulling the cart was instantly riddled with holes like a hornet\'s nest; the powerful bolts were not something their bloodline power could resist.

Even the four Eighth Stage Leopard demons were seriously injured. Despite fortifying their fur with their bloodline power to make it tough and using their claws for defense, the bolts still managed to strike them from tricky angles. And, just at that moment, their internal circulation of bloodline power paused, hitting them at their most vulnerable.

All four Eighth Stage Leopard demons simultaneously roared, collapsing to the ground. Although they were not dead, they had sustained grave injuries.

It was at this moment, in the wake of those dozens of glimmers, that three colossal bolts arrived side by side. Each bolt was two meters long and as thick as an arm, with a keen cold light, coated with both white and gold glows, and with distorted light waves faintly visible on them.

Flash Leopard King failed to break free from the spatial manipulation immediately, and fear filled his heart. Who could lock down his Leopard Flash with a spatial seal? The answer was almost jumping out at him. Only the Peacock Demon Clan excelled at manipulating the power of space!

Unable to use Leopard Flash, it dared not linger in the carriage and directly smashed through the side, rushing out of the seat.

And just as it burst out, those three giant crossbow bolts had already arrived.close by.

The wicked wind brought by the bolts made the Flash Leopard King\'s fur stand on end. What in the world was this?

Not daring to delay, it almost instantly raised its sharp claws, a yellow light bursting forth from its body as it fully activated its bloodline power.

But in that instant, it suddenly felt its body stiffen unexpectedly, and to its even greater shock, it found that among those three bolts, a person had appeared on the central one. That person, wearing a mask, was slapping out a palm that seemed to have no attacking force. Under the pressure of this palm, the bloodline power the Flash Leopard King was gathering, along with everything around it, seemed to come to an abrupt halt in an instant.

This pause was so lethal that the surrounding space also twisted in an instant again, continuing right after the previous spatial compression had just shattered.

This was a combined pressure from both time and space. Even the Flash Leopard King at the peak of the Ninth Stage was suppressed in that instant. And that instant often feels like eternity.

"Pfft pfft pfft!" The three giant bolts didn\'t manage to tear the robust body of the Flash Leopard King to shreds, but they did pierce straight through its entire torso.

A petite figure appeared right behind it at that moment, a pair of sharp claws had already gripped its carotid arteries from either side, instantly tearing them apart, blood spraying wildly in an instant.

The bloodline power within the Flash Leopard King erupted suddenly, the three massive bolts on its body shattered instantly, and the powerful bloodline strength of the Ninth Stage spread out like a raging storm.

Though it had suffered a fatal blow, it was, after all, different from the King of the Wind Wolves that day; it was not poisoned, and with the peak Ninth Stage cultivation base it possessed, it had a very mighty life force. Even in death, it was determined to launch one final strike with all its might.

But at that moment, the man who had previously stood on the bolt, and had by now reached its front, saw a purple gleam suddenly flash in his eyes behind the mask. Two blinding purple lights instantly bored into its pupils, causing it to fall into a state of mental shock in an instant, its Sea of Spirit churning violently, unable to control its own energy and blood any longer.

The wound in its chest, caused by the explosion of the three giant bolts, along with the wounds on the major arteries on both sides, spurted blood in a flash. In virtually an instant, it had ejected over one-third of the blood in its body, scattering and splattering everywhere.

And the man in front of it, with a wave and a pull of his hands, drew the blood that sprayed out towards him and funneled it into a large bottle.

The nerve center in the back of the Flash Leopard King\'s neck had also been timely clenched by the sharp claws from behind.

Without a doubt, the ones who had taken action were Asura and Pretty Girl.

Having killed the Flash Leopard King and collected its fresh blood in that bottle, Asura did not pause for half a second. He flickered in form, swiftly breaking the necks of the other four Eighth Stage Flash Leopards. He did not collect blood from the other Flash Leopards either. With a loud shout, "Clean up the battlefield,"

Pretty Girl also moved swiftly, retrieving the bolts that had shot through the Flash Leopard\'s body one by one. After ensuring nothing was left behind and even taking away the fragments of the giant crossbow, She quickly ascended and left the scene.

From the launch of the bolts to the end of the entire battle, it had only been the time of a dozen breaths. It could be described as a swift execution; they struck once and escaped far away in an instant. Everything was as smooth as flowing water. A peak Ninth Stage powerful being had just been ended by their hands.

Pretty Girl followed behind Asura, looking ahead at him as he rapidly moved forward, her beautiful eyes sparkling with admiration.