“Billy, I’m a bit tired. I need to rest for a while,” said Purple Spirit, transforming into a purple flame and disappearing into Billy’s forehead.
“Purple Spirit, are you okay?” Billy asked, shifting his consciousness into his mind sea.
“I’m fine. You should go check on the others. I just need a little rest,” Purple Spirit replied before falling silent.
“Alright, take care,” Billy responded.
Only now did he understand why Purple Spirit had initially asked him to find the Spiritual Line Origin. Clearly, she had a plan all along. Devouring that Spiritual Line Origin was akin to a warrior refining a spirit fruit or beast core to enhance their power. It was undoubtedly a great supplement for Purple Spirit, significantly aiding in the restoration of her original energy. Billy also suspected that Purple Spirit hadn’t fully digested the origin yet; otherwise, she would be even stronger.
“White Feather, find a place to rest for now. Don’t engage in any more battles,” Billy said, looking at White Feather. He had already checked White Feather’s condition and found that it was seriously injured, with less than half of its combat strength remaining.
White Feather chirped and nodded before descending to the ground. Billy then adjusted his breathing slightly and rushed towards the battle zone several kilometers away where others were fighting. Although he was also injured, his wounds had mostly healed thanks to his bloodline power and the Heart Sutra of the Azure Void. Additionally, after consuming two high-level Chi Condensing Pills, his combat strength had returned to its peak.
Soon, Billy arrived near the battle zone and surveyed the scene. Both sides had suffered casualties, but Sky City’s losses were undoubtedly more severe. Out of nearly a thousand troops, more than half were down, either dead or incapacitated, with only two to three hundred still fighting. On the Holy Heaven Sect side, about two hundred were still in mid-air, while the other two hundred lay on the ground.
In terms of high-end combat power, Sky City had only four Otherworldly Realm experts still capable of fighting. Jorge Craft and Kian George were jointly battling Tyrese Aguirre, while Oscar Craft and an elder from the Guardian Alliance were each fighting an Otherworldly Realm expert from Holy Heaven Sect. Among the eight Otherworldly Realm experts from Holy Heaven Sect’s Elder Pavilion, three were still fighting, each facing multiple opponents from Sky City. Among them were Opal, Amber, and Casey.
Vermilion Bird and Black Tortoise were already lying on the ground with serious injuries. The most severely injured were Black Tortoise, Judge, and Soul Chaser, who were coughing up large amounts of blood and looked extremely weak.
At that moment, a loud noise erupted from Opal’s battle zone, sending several figures flying-Opal and Amber among them. Their opponent was an elder with second-rank Otherworldly Realm cultivation. Although he was injured earlier, he could still wield half-step Otherworldly Realm power. Opal and the others were already injured and struggled to fend off his attacks.
“A bunch of ants! If you want to die so badly, I’ll send you on your way!” the elder growled before dashing towards Casey with a large phantom blade aimed at him.
“Idiot!” Casey retorted. “You’re the one who’s going to die!”
As he spoke, a wave of energy containing thunderous force surged forward, shattering the elder’s blade and crashing into him, sending him flying five or six hundred meters and spitting blood into the air.
“Who are you?!” the elder demanded angrily as he stabilized himself and looked at Billy, who had just arrived.
Ignoring him, Billy drew his wild blade and unleashed countless blade lights at the elder. The elder could only reinforce his defensive aura and counter with waves of energy against the blade lights.
After several exchanges, a hundred-meter-long phantom blade descended from the sky like lightning towards the elder. His pupils contracted slightly, but he didn’t retreat; instead, he gathered all his strength to block it. However, he underestimated the blade’s power. As it fell, he was struck down and lay twitching on the ground before falling silent.
“Billy Boy!”
“Boss!”
“…”
Seeing their opponent finally defeated, Opal and the others breathed a sigh of relief and called out to Billy.
“Boss, White Feather lured away their strongest fighter earlier. It might be in danger…” Casey said to Billy.
Earlier, Billy’s fight with Tucker Aguirre had taken place far from the group, so they hadn’t noticed Billy’s return.
“It’s fine. It’s already taken care of,” Billy interrupted.
“Taken care of?” Casey and the others were stunned.
“Yes,” Billy nodded. “We’ll talk later. Let’s finish off these enemies first. You guys rest; I’ll help Grand Elder.”
With that, he dashed towards Oscar Craft’s position.
After Billy disappeared from sight, the group finally reacted and gasped in disbelief. An Otherworldly Realm expert had been killed? How was that possible? Who could have done it?
“Does Boss know who we’re talking about?” Azure Fang wondered aloud.
“It probably has something to do with Purple Spirit,” Opal speculated. “Never mind that now; let’s continue!”
With that, they charged towards another battle zone.
Soon after, Billy arrived at Oscar Craft’s battle zone and used Celestial Black Finger to block an attack for Oscar Craft. Both sides retreated three or four hundred meters.
“Mr Billy, are you alright?” Oscar Craft asked.
“I’m fine,” Billy replied. “Grand Elder, go help the others. Leave this one to me.”
“Mr Billy, he’s an Otherworldly Realm expert. Be careful…” Oscar Craft cautioned.
“It’s fine,” Billy interrupted again.
“Boss, look up there!” Casey shouted as he pointed towards the sky.
Hearing Casey’s words, everyone, including Billy, looked up. The sky rippled once more as four elders emerged from a teleportation array-all Otherworldly Realm experts! The strongest was on par with Tyrese Aguirre, while the weakest was already third-rank Otherworldly Realm.
Holy Heaven Sect truly lived up to its name; Otherworldly Realm experts seemed as common as cabbages by the roadside! Seeing these four newcomers, Billy frowned deeply. Oscar Craft’s face also grew serious. Just when they had caught their breath, four more high-level fighters appeared. Would this never end?