White String(Up In Book Next)
Chapter 25

The area was silent. Droplets of blood and sweat poured down their foreheads. In the middle of the road, 12 members of the White String group were blocked by 5 Blood Jars Elders.

Even though they managed to kill those people, they had a slightly difficult fight just now. Don't talk about the White String defeating the four Elders in the previous chapter, they'll strangle you for it.

Ah Mei moved her lips while grumbling softly. He's upset, of course. His soul energy was almost dried up from being ganged on by the five Swordsman Gods.

The fight was so unequal. The elders from the Blood Jars were at the peak of the Swordsman Realm, but they should have been outnumbered. Caught off guard, the group troupe fell in the trick of the Blood Jars Elder and suffered quite a serious loss.

"We'll recover here. Make sure we're in top shape and battle ready," Xue Ying looks authoritative under his armor. From the look on her face, she looked very exhausted.

Xue Ying was a former Imperial General, so he was appointed leader after the White String by the group members. His combat strength in the stage could not be underestimated.

Finally they arrived at a castle building. The castle was painted black and many demonic auras were all around it.

They began to be wary to deal with attacks that could come from any direction. Spiritual Perception filled the area.

From the direction of the castle, came thousands of arrows. From the smoke that enveloped the arrows, it was definitely darted with poison. They immediately retreated and fended off some arrows that they could not avoid.

After the arrows, there came the sound of people laughing. His tone was like a madman playing around.

"Hahaha, I don't think there are still great people in this world. Then I'll exterminate him. So that I may be the greatest!"

A giant footprint descended to hit the ground. Some of the white stream elders of the White String group members were pushed back due to the shockwave.

"What a wonderful power!" they murmured gloomily. They were not convinced that their combined strength could defeat the owner of the power.

'Keep doing it as planned. I'll hold it in, a voice echoed within their consciousness. Telepathic message.

Two men sneaked into the castle. Five men attacked the entrance gate. The rest broke through the other door of the castle section.

The Elders from the Blood Jars immediately blocked the group of white flow Elders. The fight is inevitable.

The underground chamber trembled, threatening to collapse at any moment due to the shockwave from the fight between the Elders.

Inside the castle, Wu Ao was furious. Enough of his corpse army was destroyed, now his castle was also attacked.

Wu Ao was the Patriarch of the Blood urn sect. His strength was able to compensate for several God Swordsman experts at once.

In anger, a pair of pitch-black wings sprouted from his back. He had also grown the God Wings. In a cruel way, of course.

He flew to the roof of the castle. From here he could see the faces of the invaders of his castle. He roared furiously. But when he wanted to launch an attack, a powerful aura locked onto him.

"Just because you've grown the God's Wing, doesn't mean you're the most powerful, you know..."

The people below stopped their fight to find out who the owner of this powerful aura was.

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Yoha~

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