章 317: The Hun Clan’s Final Trump Card!
The sudden voice that rang in Lei Ying and Yan Jin's ears made the two of them pause in surprise. They exchanged a glance, noticing a hint of shock in each other's eyes.
It was because they both recognized it- it was Gu Yuan's voice! But what could possibly make the usually composed man sound so urgent?
A sense of unease crept into their hearts.
At the same time, the black clouds covering the sky began to emit an eerie buzzing sound.
Buzz-
The strange noise reverberated across the battlefield, while wave after wave of chilling energy spread rapidly from deep within the vast mountain range. This deathly aura was so cold that even powerful Dou Saint experts couldn't help but shudder.
Gu Fei, who was in the midst of pursuing Hun Yuantian, also received the transmission.
At this moment, he was fully focused on chasing down Hun Yuantian. His slender figure zipped through the mountains like a golden lightning bolt, causing rocks to crumble and trees to snap wherever he passed.
But in this fleeting moment, Hun Yuantian managed to hide deep within the mountains, blending into the misty surroundings.
Gu Fei frowned, his sharp gaze scanning the area. The mountains were now covered in a thick fog, and his presence had completely vanished.
Realizing he had no time to waste, he abandoned the chase and darted towards Lei Ying and Yan Jin.
Soon, the three of them gathered in mid-air.
He gazed solemnly at the strange black clouds in the sky, his brows furrowed.
"Is it finally happening?"
Upon hearing the buzzing sound, Nihility Devouring Flame also looked up. A sense of relief flickered in the depths of his dark, abyss-like eyes.
The alliance of six clans was indeed powerful; they had far more Dou Saint experts than the Hun Clan. If it weren't for them barely holding up with their elite forces, they would have long since been crushed with countless casualties.
Buzz, buzz!
The buzzing grew more intense, as if heralding the arrival of some terrifying force breaking through the clouds.
At the same time, several sinister and indescribable auras began to seep from the black clouds. The oppressive pressure instantly made the atmosphere on the battlefield heavy and stifling.
Everyone instinctively looked up, eyes filled with vigilance, as they stared at the rolling black clouds. Even the powerful Dou Saint experts showed grave expressions, sensing an impending threat.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Three loud explosions suddenly echoed from the sky. Three dark shadows shot out of the black clouds, streaking across the sky like meteors.
These three dark shadows hovered in the sky, positioning themselves to enclose the battlefield from three directions.
"Are those... coffins?"
As the crowd looked closer, they gasped in shock. Those dark shadows were actually three pitch-black coffins, radiating an aura of death that sent chills down their spines.
"Clang!"
The three black coffins slowly opened, and three skeletal, emaciated figures stepped out, shrouded in a layer of black mist. Their faces were obscured, but the terrifying aura they emitted was enough to strike fear into anyone.
Suddenly, an even stronger aura than Hun Yuantian's surged forth from these three figures, engulfing the entire battlefield.
"Hun Tiansheng? Hun Yao? How are these old ghosts still alive?!"
Staring at the three figures, Lei Ying and Yan Jin's pupils shrank, and their faces filled with disbelief.
These three individuals had ranks higher than even the Hun Clan Leader Hun Tiandi!
But... how could they possibly be alive when they were supposed to have perished long ago? How could they suddenly reappear now?
They were stunned, frozen in place.
However, unlike their shock, Gu Fei remained calm.
There was no ripple of surprise on his face, and instead, a flicker of understanding flashed through his eyes.
After all, he had crossed into this world with knowledge that these old figures were still alive, sustained by some peculiar method. However, they appeared in a form akin to living corpses, no longer a major threat.
Trying to take advantage of the chaos? Keep dreaming!
Gu Fei's lips curled into a faint smile.
"Clan Leaders, have you noticed that these three figures are heavily enveloped in deathly aura? They aren't living beings- they are living corpses!"
His voice echoed across the battlefield, jolting Lei Ying and Yan Jin from their daze.
Upon hearing his words, they immediately sensed something off. Sure enough, they detected traces of deathly energy mixed within the three figures' auras.
These figures were not alive- they were living corpses, puppet-like beings, though more advanced than typical puppets. This process required a special method to revive individuals who had already died.
However, the revival process was extremely demanding and had a low success rate. It seemed that the Hun Clan had employed some technique to turn their fallen experts into living corpses.
With the addition of Hun Yuantian, there were now four Eight-Star Dou Saint experts on their side. This level of power could easily tilt the balance of war in their favor.
"Death World Formation, Realm of Death!"
While everyone was still reeling from shock, the three figures in the sky suddenly spoke in unison, their voices hoarse and cold, as if coming from the deepest layers of hell.
Their withered mouths opened wide, and three orbs of light shot out, rapidly expanding in mid-air into three massive black gates, each over a thousand meters tall.
These gates emitted a suffocating death aura. As the aura spread, the allied forces were horrified to discover that their vitality was slowly draining away.
The three gates formed a terrifying formation that enclosed all of the allied forces. The intent was clear- they planned to use this to deal a devastating blow to the alliance.
"Retreat!"
Lei Ying and Yan Jin's faces changed drastically at the sight. They instantly recognized this ancient and infamous formation and urgently shouted at the allied forces to retreat, their voices filled with panic.
"Hun Yuantian, return to the formation! Sacrifice the Deathly Silence Gate and complete the formation!"
At that moment, an old voice suddenly echoed across the battlefield. Hun Yuantian, who had been hiding earlier, reappeared in mid-air.
However, he was now a completely different person. His face was as pale as a sheet, his eyes dull, and his body devoid of any vitality- he looked like a walking corpse.
"The gate... it shattered!"
He stammered, his voice trembling with fear and despair.
Indeed, just moments ago, his Deathly Silence Gate had been destroyed by Gu Fei.
He stood frozen, unable to utter another word. His failure had ruined their plan, and now...
"What?!"
"You mean the Deathly Silence Gate... shattered?"
Hearing this, the three figures in the sky were stunned.
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