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Although it was only a shadow of a King and not a King itself, a kowtow still held great power.

And now there was a disturbance in the flow... that the Bloodtailed Other had to resolve.

BANG!

The void around the Bloodtailed Other warped against it, shearing away at its very being. The Other twisted and jerked against the attack.

“Eek!”

Again it giggled, but this time out of reflex. In its eyes was a deep-seated fear for its life.

How could these Heavenly Pearl Stage humans cause it so much harm?

The Bloodtailed Other no longer dared to hold back. It had expended considerable energy facing them up till now as well. Along with the cleansing barrier\'s suppression, it was currently weaker than it had ever been before.

The tail started moving again, spraying crimson droplets that turned into red talismans.

On each one was the moving portrait of a ghostly face, wailing in misery.

The worldly natural energy had gathered for the attack, and yet there was a vacuum around the Bloodtailed Other where no worldly natural energy could enter.

As a result, the worldly natural energy formed beautiful balls of energy that hovered all around the edge of the vacuum, caging the Bloodtailed Other in.

It was a sight of splendor, and even the First Princess\' breath caught in her throat. Lan Lan\'s Duke Art was the ultimate trump card that all of them feared, and he had yet to reveal it in its true glory before now. With this reveal, any doubts that they might have about its power were completely erased.

The power in those energy balls had even them shivering.

Like a swarm of angry hornets, they buzzed around the vacuum, seeking a way in. There was no way that any of them could have defended against it alone.

Boom!

Each energy ball morphed into a streak of light that blazed inwards like a comet, smashing painfully into the Bloodtailed Other.

The sound of the meteor-like balls smashing through was music to the students\' ears.

Boom! Rumble!

They first blasted through the blood talismans, smashing the ghostly faces into shreds.

As the blood talismans fell apart, the Bloodtailed Other looked more and more desperate. It continued to swing its tail furiously, sending out ever more droplets of blood energy to defend against the worldly natural energy balls.

Clearly, it was being tired out at speed.

Most obvious of all was the tail, which had shrunk to half of its original thirty-meter length.

"If only Senior Lan Lan was just a bit stronger. If he had the second kowtow, the Greater Heavenly Disaster Class Other could probably be wiped out here and now," Jing Taixu said hopefully.

"It\'s already amazing that he can force a Heavenly Resonance Stage Greater Heavenly Disaster Class to this state while at the Heavenly Pearl Stage himself," Lu Ming said.

"His Duke Art is much stronger than mine for sure," Sun Dasheng said begrudgingly. "No wonder he\'s the strongest Four Star Hall student."

Li Luo was inclined to agree. Lan Lan\'s fighting power was indeed the strongest out of all the Heavenly Pearl Stage cultivators that he had seen. The First Princess and Gong Shenjun were definitely weaker than him.

"Duke Art... something special indeed."

Li Luo\'s eyes were shining as he gazed upon the kingly figure. This level of resonance art was one that he aspired to acquire as well, but it was just too difficult to think of mastering while only at the Resonant Master Stage himself. Perhaps if he made it to the Earth Fiend Tier.

After all, he would have the power of triple resonances then. "Let\'s keep it up! The Bloodtailed Other is all but spent. Let\'s see who can last till the end!" the First Princess exhorted, her own face gray from exhaustion.

The other leaders were equally spent, but they knew that this was where the decider was going to be. Every blow now might well be the straw that broke the camel\'s back.

As a result, each of them continued to keep up the attacks, digging deep into their resonant palaces for their last dregs of power.

Their attacks were getting further as well now as the Bloodtailed Other was busy dealing with the energy balls. It activated the weakened pool of blood defense around it again, sending out tendrils of blood that blocked the new wave of attacks.

Boom, boom, boom!

The great battle raged on between two tired sides.

Li Luo and the others watched on in fearful awe. The Greater Heavenly Disaster Class Other had clearly been worn down by many different attacks, and yet it was still defending well against the elite squad leaders.

"Oh? Is senior Jiang going to make her move?!" Lu Ming suddenly exclaimed.

Li Luo and the others looked to see Jiang Qing\'e appear outside of the battle area, charging up her light resonant energy.

"She might have a ninth-grade light resonance, but she\'s still only a Fiend Finisher Tier Earth Fiend. Surely she can\'t be of much help in an actual power fight, right?" Jing Taixu said doubtfully.

"Maybe she can," Li Luo said. "I mean, the difference between a quasi ninth-grade and a true ninth-grade is huge. Seriously huge. Like, what the hell is even quasi? Just call it eighth-grade, right?"

Jing Taixu scowled, his face darkening.

High in the sky, Jiang Qing\'e had summoned her ninth-grade light spirit avatar. In a battle where ordinary Fiend Finisher cultivators would not dare to interrupt, she dared. The fighters were already weakened, and she had strength beyond that of an ordinary Fiend Finisher cultivator, perhaps even on par with some Heavenly Pearl Stage cultivators.

Besides, her light resonant energy was a natural counter to the Others. As a result, her attacks were probably not much weaker compared to what the other squad leaders could currently produce.

Jiang Qing\'e raised her hand, charging her sword until the lines of power glowed golden. Behind her, the ninth-grade light spirit avatar opened its mouth and produced a lump of what looked like white gold, which she placed on her sword.

"High grade dragon-general resonance art, Holy Spirit Sword Technique, Heavenly Filet!"

Another brilliant light soared out towards the Bloodtailed Other, twisting carefully through the pool of blood and landing squarely on its brow.