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"Hmph! This Demon-Subduing Pestle was cultivated by my brother and me over a thousand years, capable of annihilating physical forms and vanquishing dark souls. Ever since I awakened my external incarnation a millennium ago, I have been studying it day and night. If it weren't for your numerical advantage, you would truly experience its power," said Jiang with a hint of unwillingness, his frustration evident as the Demon-Subduing Pestle failed to achieve its intended effect due to their lack of absolute strength. This was their last resort, specifically developed for their external incarnation, but unfortunately, they were still unable to contend with Yayu and the others. Moreover, they had no more strength left to wield the Demon-Subduing Pestle.
"Heh, what good is saying all this? Since you two can no longer unleash your killing move, don't blame us for being ruthless," E Lai sneered. Earlier, the Azure Jade Crocodile Eagle had suffered a slight crack from the impact of the Demon-Subduing Pestle, which infuriated him greatly. In jade craftsmanship, perfection is paramount; any damage would significantly reduce its power. Thus, he harbored intense hatred towards Jiang and Jiao. He summoned the black jade again, unleashing a menacing crocodile shadow that lunged toward Jiang and Jiao with its gaping maw.
"Brother Qing Tong, let’s make our move too! We must swiftly eliminate them and interrupt Bai Yin’s spell!" Yayu and Qing Tong, seeing E Lai act first, were equally decisive. They manipulated their avatars behind them—one wielding hammers and the other hands—directly striking at Jiang and Jiao.
Jiang and Jiao hurriedly separated the Demon-Subduing Pestle into a long spear and a blade staff to defend themselves. However, in their hasty defense, they tasted blood in their throats and were forced back several hundred meters, clearly suffering a significant loss.
"Miss, if you can't handle this, we might be done for here!" one of them exclaimed.
"What's the rush? I've got it under control!" came the confident reply.
"Oh... Miss, please mind your words; you can't keep referring to yourself like that! ... Huh? Miss??!! You did it?"
"Yes. Uncle Jiang, Uncle Jiao, thank you for your help; now it's my turn!"
Yayu's group halted their assault abruptly, gazing solemnly at the figure hovering a hundred meters away. There stood Bai Yin in her red palace attire and flowing white sash, resembling a celestial being descended from the heavens. Behind her loomed an enormous crimson paper fan that had expanded to hundreds of meters; vibrant red light surged within it as an overwhelming pressure that seemed to encompass all things in heaven and earth began to spread.
In the next moment, Yayu's trio turned to flee! As waves of red light surged forth, towering crimson mountains materialized in droves, seemingly locking onto their targets as they descended upon the three with crushing force.
"This... Damn it! Run!"
Seeing the relentless volcanic onslaught rushing toward them with world-destroying power sent chills down Yayu's spine as cold sweat poured from him. Weighing their options quickly led them to decisively turn tail and sprint away, already hundreds of meters distant in an instant. Their pride as strong warriors was cast aside; the mission entrusted by the Bai Ze Clan and their struggling kin below were all forgotten in that moment.
As Yayu's trio made their escape upon realizing the dire situation, Bai Yin—who had just executed her powerful move—smiled faintly despite her pale complexion. Her voice rang out melodiously yet weakly across the expanse.
"What's this? Trying to run? Do you really think you can escape?"
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