Chapter 213: Who can turn the tide?

As Holy Emperor Mountainshade's voice echoed through the air, a dark mass of practitioners surged down from the clouds.But that wasn't all. The blood-red aura enveloping everyone grew even thicker.

A strange, eerie sensation spread through all the practitioners under the command of the three Holy Emperors. Their eyes were now filled with the same blood-red patterns that marked Holy Emperor Featherwind's gaze.

"That's… the Dragon Blood Formation!"

Suddenly, the strength of the practitioners attacking Sky Sanctuary skyrocketed. With a single command from Holy Emperor Mountainshade, the practitioners from the clouds joined the battle, and the situation took a sharp turn for the worse.

No matter how bravely the disciples of Sky Sanctuary fought, no matter how willing they were to sacrifice themselves, they simply couldn't handle an enemy force that had suddenly multiplied six or seven times in number—and whose power had mysteriously surged.

The disciples of Sky Sanctuary were being pushed back, unable to hold the line any longer.

At the same time, Holy Emperor Featherwind, now completely bathed in a crimson glow, had clearly grown much stronger.

The Sacred Bell rang out, its majestic toll reverberating through the air. Even though Holy Emperor Featherwind was clearly at a disadvantage, Sylvia still couldn't completely defeat him.

Boom!

A crimson sword energy tore through the sky, radiating an overwhelming pressure that made it hard to breathe.

"As expected of Goddess Sylvia. If I were the old me, I'd have been sliced in half by that strike. But unfortunately for you, this is as far as you go."

Holy Emperor Featherwind let out a twisted, hysterical laugh as a surge of blood energy erupted around him.

At the same time, another figure suddenly closed in.

An immense wave of spiritual energy transformed into a towering mountain, crashing down with the force to crush the entire Sky Sanctuary beneath it!

"Damn it!"

A fierce wind howled as the massive shadow of the mountain loomed, threatening to swallow the entire peak.

The disciples of Sky Sanctuary couldn't hide their fear, their faces turning pale.

Sylvia acted in that moment.

Dong~

The third toll of the Sacred Bell rang out. Sylvia, bathed in radiant golden light, exuded an unstoppable divine power. Her delicate hand reached toward the sky, palm facing the descending mountain.

Boom!

The ancient, towering mountain came to an abrupt halt. This colossal illusion, seemingly unstoppable, was held back by her alone!

"As expected of the Goddess!"

The disciples couldn't help but cheer in awe at her overwhelming strength.

But before their excitement could fully sink in, Holy Emperor Featherwind seized the opportunity and launched a sudden attack on Sylvia.

His arm no longer resembled that of a human. It had twisted and transformed into a massive claw, nearly as tall as a person.

The muscles on it were knotted and grotesque, a sight that made one's stomach churn. Sёarch* The novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Countless Quill Arrows suddenly materialized around the claw, forming a blood-red blade covered in strange, ancient runes.

"Crush her!"

Holy Emperor Featherwind's face twisted with malice. His right arm, now brimming with terrifying power, shot toward Sylvia's slender figure, aiming to pierce her.

A chilling wind swirled around the attack, accompanied by the wails of countless tormented souls. Find adventures at M V L

The sheer force of the strike far exceeded Holy Emperor Featherwind's usual strength!

Sylvia's eyes remained cold. With her free left hand, she gripped her wooden sword and swung it down.

What seemed like a casual strike unleashed a massive tidal wave of energy, sending Holy Emperor Featherwind flying back hundreds of feet.

Even while facing two Holy Emperors and the bizarre Dragon Blood Formation, Goddess Sylvia hadn't lost an inch of ground!

However, the situation wasn't as optimistic as it appeared on the surface.

High above, Holy Emperor Mountainshade continued to summon endless mountains and rivers with his Atlas of Boundless Mountains, each one crashing down with overwhelming force.

Countless blood-red Quill Arrows hovered in the sky above Sky Sanctuary, while Holy Emperor Featherwind prowled like a bloodthirsty predator, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

Though Sylvia hadn't been defeated, she was completely trapped by the two Holy Emperors, unable to break free.

Meanwhile, Sky Sanctuary's forces were steadily losing ground, overwhelmed by an enemy force that outnumbered them several times over.

"Goddess Sylvia, do you really think you can escape from this?" Holy Emperor Featherwind sneered, his voice dripping with malice.

The Sacred Bell tolled again in the sky, the blood-red aura thickening as the mountains and rivers from the Atlas of Boundless Mountains spread across the heavens, casting a shadow over the entire battlefield.

Waves of energy rippled outward, and the clash between the three Holy Emperors was nothing short of terrifying.

Even from a great distance, everyone could feel the crushing pressure in the air. It was vast, overwhelming—like the power to destroy the world itself.

This was the true scale of a battle between Holy Emperors. Even practitioners who had trained for centuries could only look up in awe and reverence.

But despite holding her ground against two Holy Emperors, Sylvia's brow furrowed slightly.

She could sense it clearly: their goal wasn't to defeat her outright. They were trying to stall her, to keep her occupied.

At that moment, the disciples of Sky Sanctuary, who were already being pushed back, suddenly noticed something horrifying.

Among the practitioners attacking Sky Sanctuary, some were suddenly engulfed in a crimson light.

Their bodies began to twist and contort, their flesh and bones warping beyond recognition.

Fangs and claws sprouted from their bodies, which swelled and split as the twisted flesh expanded, transforming them into monstrous, hulking beasts.

These practitioners had lost all traces of humanity. Their massive bodies were covered in grotesque, blood-red tumors that writhed and pulsed.

Their gaping maws, filled with razor-sharp teeth, exuded a foul, nauseating stench.

"What… what are those things?!"

Even the more powerful disciples of Sky Sanctuary stared in shock at the scene unfolding before them.

The monstrous beasts radiated an aura of pure terror, their strength far beyond anything anyone could have imagined.

And now, these twisted creatures were charging toward Sky Sanctuary in a relentless wave.

Their bodies were impervious to weapons, their strength immeasurable. Nothing seemed capable of stopping their advance.

In mere moments, the defensive lines of Sky Sanctuary had completely collapsed.

Even those who fought with all their might, willing to sacrifice their lives to stop the beasts, were trampled or torn apart, dying gruesome deaths in the bellies of these abominations.

The situation had taken a drastic turn for the worse.

Even with the High Priests and holy envoys fighting alongside them, Sky Sanctuary's forces were overwhelmed by the combined might of the three Holy Emperors and the terrifying, unnatural beasts.

Meanwhile, Goddess Sylvia was still locked in battle with Holy Emperor Featherwind and Holy Emperor Mountainshade, unable to break free.

The air was filled with the sounds of roars and screams. Blood flowed like rivers through Sky Sanctuary, and the scene grew more and more tragic by the second.

The stalemate had been shattered.

If things continued like this, Sky Sanctuary would surely fall.

"I've failed you, my Goddess!" one disciple cried out in despair.

A sense of hopelessness began to spread. As the monstrous beasts drew closer, many of the disciples felt a deep, painful ache in their hearts.

They had sworn to serve Goddess Sylvia, willing to give everything for her cause. But now, they were realizing just how powerless they truly were.

Who could possibly turn the tide in a situation like this?

Some of the female disciples couldn't hold back their sobs, their bodies trembling with fear.

But just when it seemed like all hope was lost, a sudden burst of azure flames shot up from the rear mountain, blazing into the sky!