Living In Another World With A Farm Chapter 8374: Dharmic seal (1)

Yi Xuanming watched the approaching puppets and let out a chilling sneer. "Still refusing to surrender? Fine, since you don't know how to appreciate my mercy, you can go to hell. Everyone, stay alert and strike with your interruption talismans!" At his command, the surrounding cultivators produced several talismans and hurled them forward.

The moment these runes left their fingers, they ignited spontaneously without the need for wind. They transformed into streaks of purple radiance that washed directly over the lead puppets. As the purple light enveloped them, the puppets abruptly seized up and tumbled into the sea of blood. They had completely lost their ability to function.

Witnessing this, the members of the Bloodsucker Team were momentarily stunned before being overtaken by shock. They hadn't expected the rumors to be true; the interruption talismans were genuinely effective against their puppets. Their composure under the siege of the 13 Family Alliance had been rooted in these puppets. As long as they possessed them, they had sufficient numbers to contend with the Alliance's forces.

However, if the enemy truly possessed a method to neutralize these puppets, they would lose a vital trump card. This was a fatal development. Without the puppets' assistance, they would be forced to face an army of nearly 200,000 soldiers alone—an impossible feat. Consequently, their expressions turned extremely grim.

Zhao Hai, meanwhile, stared straight ahead. His countenance remained steady as he gave a slight nod. "It appears they aren't fools. They've actually discovered a way to counter the puppets so rapidly. Furthermore, the method seems remarkably simple. Of course, such a simple technique should be incredibly easy to break. Hehe, but we must fight this battle first."

Turning toward the members of the Bloodsucker Team, Zhao Hai spoke in a heavy tone, "That is enough. Do not look so miserable. Stow your puppets away. Never forget that we are cultivators of the Blood Massacre Sect. We have never feared a fight, and we never will."

Upon hearing Zhao Hai’s declaration, the bloodlust and killing intent buried in the hearts of the Blood Massacre Sect disciples were ignited. They silently withdrew their puppets and unsheathed their magic weapons. Their killing intent was unleashed in full force as they stood quietly, facing the 13 Family Alliance. Not a single trace of terror remained on their faces. In the Blood Massacre Sect, those who feared battle had likely perished long ago.

Watching his subordinates, Zhao Hai suddenly erupted into laughter. With a wave of his hand, a mountain of skeletons manifested behind him. Simultaneously, the colossus transformed from the giant sword took its place at his back. Zhao Hai began forming a hand seal, and the massive giant mirrored his movements. Because Laura and the others had integrated so many materials into its frame, the giant’s hue had shifted from a bronze-yellow to a deep bronze, composed of materials far more durable than ordinary metal.

The giant quickly executed a Treasure Bottle Seal. It opened its mouth and bellowed, "Alright!" As it spoke, a massive red cloud suddenly formed above the Blood Massacre Sect disciples, instantly shrouding them. The disciples felt the same sensation they had experienced during their previous epiphany. They felt submerged in an environment of incredibly dense killing intent. Instead of discomfort, they felt a strange sense of ease. Stunned, they turned to look at Zhao Hai. He stood there with a solemn expression, hands locked in a seal. A blood lotus had appeared beneath his feet at some unknown point, and the bronze colossus behind him had lowered its arms.

"Cultivators of the Bloodsucker Team," Zhao Hai roared. "Today, the entire Blood Sea Realm shall know your names. Kill!" At his command, the disciples felt their blood boil. A surge of heat raced through their Meridians, turning their eyes crimson and their faces ecstatic. They roared in unison, "Kill!" With that thunderous cry, they charged. The skeletons followed, and even the massive bronze man, wielding a colossal blade, joined the slaughter.

Zhao Hai had only released about 10,000 skeletons, each wielding a long blade carved from bone. Alongside the bronze giant, they surged forward. The sight of 20,000 charging against 200,000 was a rare spectacle—like a reckless young wolf lunging at a herd of wild bulls. Ordinarily, a single wolf could never take down a strong bull, let alone a herd; such behavior was usually a death wish.

Zhao Hai maintained his hand seal as he followed the rear of the formation. Beside him, the battle corpse taken from Li Ruohai stood guard. Along with the corpse, several black-robed skeletons and twelve armored warriors with heavy blades protected him. Zhao Hai was shielded in the center, standing atop the blood lotus.

Zhao Hai monitored his internal state. He hadn't intended to stay stationary, but after manifesting the bronze statue and the seal, he realized that releasing the gesture would cause the buff on his men to vanish. He didn't dare let go. Even more shocking was the rate at which his Dantian was being drained; his Qi was pouring into the seal so fast it even made him uneasy. He had no choice but to draw energy from the blood lotus and his Space, channeling it through his Dharma form and Dharmic seeds to replenish his power and keep the seal active.

Because of this, Zhao Hai had to deploy his elite battle corpses and undead to protect himself, as he lacked the surplus energy to fight personally. If he broke the seal, the technique empowering the Bloodsucker Team would fail, leading to heavy casualties. He was forced to maintain the status quo.

Fortunately, the Space and the blood lotus provided an immediate replenishment of magical power, reaching a state of equilibrium. Otherwise, the blessing would have faded long ago. Now, he could sustain this state for a significant duration, which was crucial for the team.

Previously, the team had inadvertently triggered their killing intent to create a "Bloody Killing Zone." Within this field, their prowess was vastly amplified while the enemy was suppressed. Most importantly, as they slew their foes, the enemies' blood and Qi partially restored their own magical power and stamina, allowing for prolonged combat. This made the Bloodsucker Team even more formidable.

Yi Xuanming didn't notice the change immediately, but he soon sensed something was wrong. The disciples at the front lines were unable to halt the Bloodsucker Team's advance. The team members fought like gods of war, their blades a blur and eyes red with fury. The accompanying skeletons were equally terrifying; though perhaps less skilled, they were oblivious to pain. Their bones were so dense that standard attacks failed to damage them, and their bone-blade techniques were highly disciplined. Average disciples could, at best, manage a stalemate against them.

Yi Xuanming also observed that anyone engaging the Blood Massacre Sect seemed weakened. Even those in the Transcendence Realm were affected. Their reflexes slowed, their strength ebbed, and it was as if their spirit had been broken.

He realized the red cloud above the team was the source of the interference. Shifting his gaze, he saw Zhao Hai on the blood lotus. He knew Zhao Hai was the lynchpin of the entire operation.

He intended to target Zhao Hai, but he found himself unable to move. He was being watched by the one opponent he dreaded most—the giant. Yi Xuanming could tell the giant was a product of a secret technique. Zhao Hai had transformed a massive sword into this entity, meaning it wasn't a living being but a spiritual artifact in sword form.

Yi Xuanming's greatest asset was his poison, which was lethal to cultivators. It could corrode protective shields and ruin magic items. A single touch on the skin meant certain death. But now, he faced a bronze colossus. The thing was gargantuan. Even if his poison could eventually corrode such a powerful Dharma artifact, the sheer mass of it meant it would take far too long. The thought of trying to dissolve something that huge gave him a massive headache.

Worse yet, the enemy wouldn't simply stand there and let him apply his toxins. The bronze giant would strike back. Looking at the massive saber in the giant's grip, Yi Xuanming was left speechless and frustrated.