Chapter 38: Burning Rage

The Enchant clan had existed since the time Zeke began cultivating in the mortal world. Their home was near the heart of the central forest, surrounded by Demonic Beasts. All the cultivators in this clan were Soul Cultivators.

Soul cultivation is extremely peculiar and powerful among cultivators. Instead of using their Qi and the laws of the Dao to strengthen themselves and employ powerful techniques, they merge everything into their souls.

The power of the soul can directly penetrate the mental sea of enemies from a long distance, killing them or dominating their minds. In the Mortal Plane, there were few techniques or mechanisms to directly defend against this.

In exchange for this power, the physical bodies of soul cultivators were almost as fragile as those of cultivators two or more realms below them. Mind-control techniques were developed to compensate for this weakness, allowing them to easily dominate Demonic Beasts due to their vast spiritual forces.

Slave seals were placed in their minds, preventing any rebellion and forcing them to obey all commands. These Demonic Beasts would defend a soul cultivator without caring for their own lives, allowing the master to attack with their techniques without great danger.

Currently, the entire area of the Enchant clan was surrounded by a formidable protective formation. This barrier, skillfully erected, serves as a shield against the relentless attacks they face. To demonstrate the ferocity of their battles, the surroundings of the barrier are filled with demon corpses, silent witnesses to the constant struggles fought by the clan in its defense.

At dawn, a disturbing agitation in the Qi around them caught the attention of everyone within the clan's formation. The most powerful cultivators hastily left their homes and cast astonished gazes beyond the protective barrier.

Outside the imposing barrier, a woman rose with a fierce aura. Her hair fluttered in the wind, giving her an almost celestial appearance. Around her, a storm of power formed, causing the air to vibrate and compress. With impressive skill, a celestial blade of wind materialized, growing within seconds to reach dozens of meters in length.

When the blade struck the defensive barrier, the impact was devastating. A thunderous and apocalyptic sound reverberated through the environment, echoing like a supernatural roar. The barrier itself trembled and quivered in the face of the incomparable strength of the celestial blade. The air around seemed to distort, creating visible ripples as the resulting pressure from the collision increased dramatically.

Despite the resistance of the barrier, cracks began to form, spreading like spiderwebs across its surface. Sparks and shining shards flew through the air, witnessing the titanic clash between the celestial blade and the defenses of the Enchant clan.

The collision continued for a few agonizing moments until the celestial blade, depleted of its power, finally shattered into bright fragments.

All the onlookers, astonished, let out a collective sigh of relief as they witnessed the apparent end of the threat. However, their hearts froze when a tyrannical violet aura erupted from the heavens, rising with overwhelming intensity. In an instant, this power surged forward at dizzying speed, breaking through space and heading directly towards a remaining crack from the last attack on the barrier.

In a fraction of a second, the violet power penetrated with relentless force, creating a tremendous boom that reverberated throughout the region. A monstrous fissure opened, and before any reaction could be taken, the barrier succumbed to the accumulated power. A colossal explosion erupted from within, releasing a wave of unrestrained energy that spread in all directions, enveloping the area in chaos and destruction.

After the dust settled, five individuals stood out among the wreckage of the clan. Each of them exuded an oppressive and bloodthirsty aura, clearly displaying their formidable power. The more experienced cultivators immediately reacted, giving precise orders to strengthen the defenses. Within seconds, hundreds of people gathered, creating an atmosphere charged with palpable tension.

In an instant, hundreds of cultivators quickly summoned thousands of powerful demon beasts. A fierce sea of creatures surged forth with unstoppable momentum, advancing relentlessly, indifferent to their own defenses.

The five invaders assumed a peculiar formation, and suddenly their auras and Qi seemed to harmonize in a strange way and disappear. Only a single Qi could be felt as if the five had merged perfectly into a single entity.

As the sea of demonic beasts dangerously approached the five invaders, a scarlet saber was raised into the air, causing a deathly aura to spread and be felt by all who witnessed the scene. Laws of the wind began to circulate around the saber, rapidly merging with it, emanating blades as red as blood.

With a downward swing of the saber, all the cultivators who were nearby began to vomit blood, as if a killer had slashed their stomachs, shaking their powerful souls. The impact of this strike deeply affected them, leaving them debilitated.

A rain of blood spread, dyeing the entire territory of the Enchant clan. Thousands of demon beasts were decimated by a single attack, their bodies falling and piling up like destroyed mountains. The intense smell of blood caused several cultivators to faint while the liquid flowed along the ground, forming a small river of deep red.

Lian had already explained the greatest weakness of soul cultivators. The group needed to attack with all their might and quickly eliminate all the beasts enslaved by them. Only in this way could they force them to retreat, avoiding a prolonged and exhausting battle.

Just like the Albedo clan, not all regular cultivators were aware of the actions of those who commanded them. This approach would be most suitable as it would allow the advisors and the patriarch to act swiftly, attacking the enemy from behind.

Riria watched attentively, her face lit up with a slight smile as everything was unfolding exactly as planned by Lian. All the clan cultivators, overcome by fear, scattered in all directions within the clan's territory.

However, now, only 12 extremely powerful auras were rapidly approaching, emerging from the innermost parts of the clan.

This was indeed a clan considered to be of medium size on the continent. Each of the twelve auras possessed a power that could rival that of the former patriarch of the Albedo clan. However, these were only the clan's advisors; the patriarch himself must be even more formidable and possess supreme power.

Quickly, all the auras surrounded the group, emanating intense wrath. Without any warning, they channeled all their Qi, revealing a unanimous decision to annihilate their opponents with their combined powers. They avoided fighting head-on, seeking to avoid unnecessary risks by opting for an overwhelming approach.

Spears, swords, and sabers floated around them in perfect harmony with the dense power emanating from their souls. It seemed as if their souls merged with these weapons, further intensifying their oppressive power. In a coordinated movement, all the weapons advanced, cutting through the air violently, emanating overwhelming force.

Four members of the group bravely launched themselves into the combined attack. Riria's aura exploded into a frenzy, unleashing the full power of her wood dao to the limit. Almost all her Qi was employed in defending everyone, her eyes began to bleed, and the scent of blood mixed with her panting breath.

The four members faced the attack head-on, resulting in a powerful metallic sound colliding with a wall of steel. Blood sprayed in all directions as the four suffered serious injuries, coughing up pieces of their organs. The scene was disturbing and alarming, and the advisors immediately realized that something was wrong.

An intense sense of death emanated from the bodies of the four, while a bright and bloodthirsty Qi surged rapidly. The advisors felt a shiver run down their spines, and one of them stuttered, "Albedo clan..." The reality of the events was becoming clear to them, revealing a terrifying threat.

It was the dreaded exclusive technique of the Albedo clan, the Shiny Reversal. With the combination of the Qi from the five members of the group and Riria's defensive power, they could now fully harness this terrible technique. With the combined attack of the twelve, their destructive potential was an unstoppable force.

A brilliant and deadly explosion engulfed all the advisors, who saw death rapidly approaching. Desperate, they played their last cards. Twelve dark and ominous auras appeared before them, evoking a sense of disgust.

Upon witnessing this scene, Riria's eyes burned with flames of hatred. They were Dark Elves.