The falling red snow was stopped by the bamboo hats on the heads of the sword-wielding boy and girl. The two of them stood outside the blood spirits wall in watchful postures, and there was no fear in their eyes as they allowed the protruding creepy eyes to inspect them.
The owner of the eyes, Zuo Min, felt a strange sense of dissonance about these two people.
How could two cultivators in the early stage of *Foundation Building* be so calm in front of a demonic cultivator in the *Core Formation* stage like her?
Moreover, that kid had spoken of her relationship with Wu You, knew that she had once learned the Toxic Parasites Method from him, and even said that Wu You had died in his hands.
Zuo Min had heard before about Wu You dying at the hands of a young cultivator from the Holy Emperor bloodline.
Could this young man be the descendant of the Holy Emperor?
If that was indeed the case, then it made sense for him to be so calm in front of her now.
"Heh..."
Zuo Min sneered, feeling that this young man was too proud and arrogant. He dared to challenge a demonic cultivator in the *Core Formation* stage like her based only on the Holy Emperor's blood. He was not taking her seriously, was he?
Yes, the Holy Emperor Dragon Body could be said to be almost a natural enemy for a demonic cultivator. However, a cultivator in the *Foundation Building* stage could not use that bloodline at will.
In other words, the Holy Emperor's bloodline was this young man's trump card, and he blew it up before starting the fight with her.
This was either arrogance or stupidity.
Zuo Min wasn't going to pay any more attention to them since they wouldn't be able to get close to her anyway. Right now, the spirits barrier around the square was enough to keep them out.
Once the formation was complete, even with the blood of the Holy Emperor, this kid would be finished.
The *Red Refined Five Lotus Formation* could even kill a *Nascent Soul* cultivator.
Seeing that Zuo Min had no intention of removing the blood spirits barrier and letting them in, Ye Anping asked, "Senior Zuo, are you sure you want to ignore me?"
"Kid, I'll give you a piece of advice. You'd better find a place to enjoy the last hour of your life and leave with a good impression."
"Is that so... Then, I am afraid that the fragment of the '*Black Moon Routine*' I have will fall into the hands of others, such as your senior brother Zi Tiancheng?"
At this, a trace of surprise flashed in Zuo Min's eyes. "*Black Moon Routine*?"
"As I said, Wu You died in my hands, and this scroll fragment was found in his storage bag."
With a gesture, Ye Anping took out a golden page from his storage bag. Holding it between his index and middle fingers, he raised it and waved it mockingly.
"Senior Zuo, don't you want this? How about you remove this blood spirits barrier and come out to fight us head-on? I really want to test the skills of a demonic cultivator in the *Core Formation* stage."
The moment Ye Anping finished speaking, Zuo Min, sitting in the center of the square, suddenly flicked her long sleeves, and countless black insects shot out from them, looking like a black mist.
At first glance, these bugs looked like mosquitoes, but they were surprisingly fast. In an instant, they passed through the blood spirits barrier, coming from the center of the square, fifty feet away, and arrived in front of Ye Anping.
Ye Anping's eyes widened as if he had not expected such a method, and he tried to dodge. However, the insects were so fast that they almost instantly enveloped his right hand, holding the golden page.
"Ah...!"
Ye Anping yelped and immediately pulled his right hand out of the swarm of insects. Although his hand was safely pulled out, the golden page remained inside.
Ye Anping took two steps back, covered his right hand, and looked at Zuo Min with gritted teeth.
"You... a *Core Formation* cultivator, you are so despicable!! You don't have the guts to come out and fight us. What kind of hero is hiding behind a spiritual barrier?"
"Hehe... all is fair in war, kid."
The black swarm of insects wrapped around the golden page, once again passed through the blood spirits barrier, returned to Zuo Min, and gradually dissipated.
Zuo Min raised her hand and grabbed the golden page brought back by the insects.
However, as soon as her fingers touched the page, she noticed something was wrong.
It wasn't that there was anything wrong with the golden page, which was real, but she felt as if she was actually holding a book.
The thickness was too strange.
"Huh?"
Zuo Min immediately turned the page over and looked at the back. There, she saw at least thirty yellow talismans, inscribed with thunder charms, attached to the entire back of the page.
"What?!"
Standing outside the barrier, Ye Anping smiled slightly, placed his sword finger hand in front of his chest, and replied, "Senior Zuo, all is fair in war. That's what you just taught me."
He then frowned and activated the talismans.
Boom--
In an instant, thunder roared, and a white light filled the interior of the barrier.
Zuo Min's miserable howl resounded throughout the square.
"Aaah--!!"
Calmly, Ye Anping mobilized his spiritual sense, controlled the thunder and lightning summoned by the talismans, and directed the blows to Zuo Min's left shoulder and the three pulse points in the heart, mouth, and abdomen.
These lightning spells couldn't really hurt Zuo Min, but they disrupted her spiritual energy.
As one of the secondary knots of the *Red Refined Five Lotus Formation*, she was supposed to send her spiritual energy to Li Feng. However, with her meridians disrupted, her spiritual energy instantly reversed.
The spiritual energy that was originally charging the *Red Refined Five Lotus Formation* was now directly reversed by the formation and gathered toward her own energy field.
*Crash*--
In the blood spirits barrier that was blocking Ye Anping, countless cracks appeared like in a glass wall, gradually expanding before the barrier dissipated.
Ye Anping turned the sword in his hand half a circle and nodded slightly to his sister. They turned around and disappeared instantly, leaving only two circular energy waves in place.
Sensing the energy reversal, Zuo Min had no choice but to cut the formation knot she was in. She was already bleeding from all her orifices. If she persisted, she would be squeezed by the spiritual energy of the formation, and her body would explode, leading to her death.
As she raised her head, she saw two sword shadows, one on the left and one on the right as if they were a pair of scissors trying to cut off her head.
Immediately, she made a gesture with both hands, waving, and the clothes on her back twitched.
Ding--
Sparks flew in all directions.
A black-shelled centipede emerged from her clothes and, with the armor-like shell on its back, blocked the two swords.
Seeing the black centipede, Ye Anping clicked his tongue and ordered. "Tsk... retreat three feet!"
The moment the order was given, Pei Lianxue took two steps back without hesitation and stopped at a distance of three feet.
At the same time, the centipede wrapped around Zuo Min suddenly threw out its long, serrated tail, drawing a black arc around her body.
However, the arc only covered a three-foot range from her body, just brushing against Ye Anping and Pei Lianxue's chests without hurting them at all.
"What?"
A trace of disbelief flashed in Zuo Min's eyes. How did he know in advance that her poisonous centipede was going to flick its tail? And how did he predict the three-foot range so accurately?
