The two members of the Order Team were fully prepared, bringing with them thousands of soldiers from the Fengxuan Empire to surround all the members of the Divine Blood Hall!

  The alchemist girls were overjoyed—someone had come to rescue them!

  The high priest on the altar frowned but did not stop, continuing his ritual dance.

  At that moment, four elderly figures descended from the sky. Their auras were extremely restrained, each at least at the Seventh Spirit Realm or higher!

  The four elders of the Divine Blood Hall released a powerful pressure, immobilizing the Fengxuan army. One of the high-ranking elders reached out with a large hand, pulling Nan Gong Huan toward him!

  With a flick of his wrist, he summoned a Dragon-Binding Iron Chain, tightly restraining Nan Gong Huan before tossing her onto the array’s core, alongside the other eleven girls.

  "Ugh—" Nan Gong Huan winced in pain. The more she struggled, the tighter the chain became, forcing her to lie there while secretly observing the four elders.

  The strength of these four elders was overwhelming—she had no chance of resisting!

  "Tch." The Moon Sovereign furrowed his brow, releasing his own power to alleviate the pressure on everyone.

  At the same time, countless disciples of the Divine Blood Hall burst out from the forest. Without hesitation, they drank blood, transforming into various beast-like forms, and charged at the Fengxuan army.

  "Kill all you lackeys!"

  "Divine Blood Hall, Supreme and Unrivaled!"

  "No one can stop the sacrifice!"

  They shouted the Divine Blood Hall’s slogans, their claws sweeping through the air, unleashing powerful wind blades!

  The Fengxuan army roared back, charging forward to meet them!

  The two sides clashed in a chaotic battle, the scene descending into utter mayhem.

  "Yue Jianqing, you’d best not meddle, or we’ll slaughter every last one of these Order Team brats!" said the strongest of the elders, who was at the peak of the Eighth Spirit Realm.

  On his body, Nan Gong Huan noticed some prominent beast-like features. Due to prolonged consumption of blood, his pupils had become vertical slits, his feet had turned into beast-like claws, and his voice carried the growl of a wild animal. He was almost half-beast.

  "I’ll meddle if I want to! And you—you’re on the brink of losing control, aren’t you? Would you rather become a mindless beast? Stop this madness now!" Yue Jianqing retorted coldly. Behind him, seven more elders arrived, each at least at the Seventh Spirit Realm.

  These elders came from both the academy and the royal family, all here to protect the Fengxuan Empire.

  These people were targeting the fate of the Fengxuan Empire—they couldn’t just stand by and do nothing!

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  Nan Gong Huan felt the invisible pressure of their confrontation like knives cutting into her face. She could only grit her teeth and endure.

  In contrast, the other girls couldn’t withstand the pressure and had already fainted.

  Ye Sangeng and the rest of the Order Team had joined the battle. With their exceptional coordination, they killed one beast-man after another. Meanwhile, the elders faced off against the four Divine Blood Hall elders on the altar.

  The summoner elder summoned his spirit beast, while the mage elders unleashed powerful spells toward the dancing priest.

  "Humph, the sacrifice will not stop! Divine Blood Hall, Supreme and Unrivaled!"

  The four Divine Blood Hall elders drank blood, transforming into a fox beast-man, a snake beast-man, and an eagle beast-man, roaring as they charged forward!

  The elder at the peak of the Eighth Spirit Realm expanded into a dragon-like form, and from the side of his neck, a bulge began to grow!

  The bulge continued to swell until it burst, revealing a second dragon head!

  He had evolved into a nearly perfect dragon form. Nan Gong Huan was stunned!

  This was the first time she had seen a Divine Blood Hall member evolve so completely. She could feel the elder’s power surge to the Ninth Spirit Realm, inheriting nearly all the skills of a dragon!

  As flames spewed forth, large sections of the forest began to burn!

  But the altar was well-protected by the four elders, remaining completely unscathed. A barrier had also been set up around the altar’s edge, making it impossible to break through without immense power.

  The elders’ battlefield was either far from the altar or in the air, as no one else could withstand the pressure of the Eighth and Ninth Spirit Realms!

  Nan Gong Huan was drenched in sweat. Although she hadn’t been knocked out by the pressure, she was almost overwhelmed by the heat from the flames, finding it hard to breathe.

  They absolutely could not let the sacrifice be completed!

  The academy’s mage elders were relentlessly attacking the barrier. Finally, a crack appeared!

  Nan Gong Huan’s limbs were bound, but she still had the strength to roll!

  She flipped over repeatedly, rolling out of the array’s core. The high priest paused, glaring at her in shock!

  The critical moment had arrived. With Nan Gong Huan out of position, the high priest bore the brunt of the array’s pressure. If the gap wasn’t filled, the sacrifice couldn’t continue!

  "They should have chained them all down!" the high priest muttered, using all his strength to finish a section of the dance. A brief pause allowed him to catch his breath, and he immediately lunged toward Nan Gong Huan.

  The ritual dance had three sections, and only the first had been completed. Red smoke began to rise from the bodies of the unconscious girls.

  The Ghost Curse Array began to activate, its form appearing in the sky above, visible to the naked eye. Ghosts danced wildly within it, and the Ghost King, an elderly figure, raised his head. His eyes were blank and white, as if he had lost all consciousness.

  "Yan Ji, Xue Ji, Xiao Jiu, come out!" Nan Gong Huan summoned them.

  "Dragon Transformation Technique—Wooden Dragon!" Xiao Jiu released his power, leaves swirling as they formed a leafy dragon that coiled in the air, scooping up several girls and carrying them outside the barrier. Yan Ji and Xue Ji also grabbed a few girls, tossing them off the altar.

  Song Xiran and Ye Sangeng immediately moved to protect the girls. One of them summoned an Earth Shield Dragon, which released a powerful protective barrier, carrying all the girls on its back as it fled toward the forest.

  They needed to evacuate these girls first! Thanks to prior arrangements, other imperial troops were waiting outside the forest to receive them.

  With all the sacrifices gone, the ghosts within the Ghost Curse Array grew restless, violently crashing against the array’s restraints. The array began to shake as if the heavens and earth were collapsing.

  "Ah Huan, get down here!" Song Xiran shouted, noticing that Nan Gong Huan didn’t seem to be planning to leave the altar, still rolling around on it.

  The high priest, furious that she had released so many people, sped up his pursuit.

  Just as he was about to catch her, everyone in the Order Team held their breath!

  But in the next moment, she disappeared right before their eyes!

  The Dragon-Binding Iron Chain that had restrained her clattered to the ground.

  The high priest, holding the chain, was dumbfounded. Where had she gone? How had she vanished so suddenly?

  "Looking for someone?"

  Nan Gong Huan’s voice suddenly rang out beside him. The high priest shuddered, turning his head in shock to find her standing right next to him!

  Her trademark cruel smile spread across her face as she grabbed the Dragon-Binding Iron Chain from his hand and quickly bound him up like a dumpling!