Chapter 2196: 2196 Chapter 2196: You Are Going to Suffer Greatly The Hell Demon Lord screamed as his body was shattered, blood spilling into the starry sky. Sword Saint’s strike had taken most of his life. The Hell Demon Lord used a secret technique to escape, and Sword Saint did not pursue him. She turned with her fierce sword momentum to support the other Saints. The War God Spear shone brightly in the starry sky, causing the Red Gold Saint immense pain. The War God Spear was too powerful, and War Saint went all out, completely suppressing the opponent. If not for the speed advantage of the Golden Eagle Clan, the War God Spear would have already killed him. Now, with Sword Saint joining the fight, the Red Gold Saint was terrified and turned to flee. War Saint would not let him escape easily. The War God Spear shattered space, making it impossible for the Red Gold Saint to move. At the same time, a rule world appeared, and a War God rushed out, grabbing the War God Spear and launching a deadly attack. The Red Gold Saint’s face was filled with despair. His strength was already inferior to War Saint, and with the War God Spear and Sword Saint, he stood no chance. "Help me!" He screamed loudly, and the nearest Purple Gold Saint heard him and immediately rushed to help. Among all the Saints, he was under the least pressure. Although the War God Fortress was powerful, it was still weaker than someone like War Saint. He broke free from the War God Fortress and rushed to aid the Red Gold Saint. Suddenly, the gates of the War God Fortress opened, and a clear, pleasant voice rang out, "You big baddie, take this!" A misty river of laws rippled through the starry sky, and at the same time, mist rose from the Purple Gold Saint’s body. Not only the Purple Gold Saint but all the Golden Eagle Clan members began to emit white mist. Little Mist appeared at the gates of the War God Fortress, her eyes filled with anger. She shouted, "Deprive!" The white mist instantly turned gray, like everything eroded by time, losing its color. All the Golden Eagle Clan members felt something leave their bodies, but it seemed like nothing was missing. The Purple Gold Saint was puzzled, finding himself uninjured. Ignoring everything else, he rushed to aid the Red Gold Saint. He flew quickly towards the Red Gold Saint’s location. At this moment, the War God Spear had already launched an attack, putting the Red Gold Saint in extreme danger. He barely dodged a strike with all his speed. The War God Spear missed, and its terrifying power pierced through the starry sky, flying towards the Purple Gold Saint. The Purple Gold Saint instinctively dodged but suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, his blood flow disrupted, and his vision darkened. A dignified Saint with disrupted blood flow—how was this possible? The Purple Gold Saint suddenly remembered an injury he had suffered thousands of years ago when he was just a True God. But that injury had long healed, so why was it acting up now? Coincidentally, the War God Spear’s attack was coming straight at him, and by the time he realized it, it was too late to dodge. He was directly hit by the War God Spear, screaming in pain as he was sent flying, losing half his life. Another scream rang out. Although the Red Gold Saint had dodged the War God Spear, he couldn’t avoid Sword Saint’s attack. It was as if he had run into the attack himself. The other two Saints of the Golden Eagle Clan also screamed, both injured. Little Mist’s aura was somewhat weak, as if she had overexerted herself, but her eyes were clear. She leaned against the War God Fortress, muttering to herself, "Anyone who opposes my master is a baddie." "You are going to suffer greatly. I, Little Mist, say so!" Little Mist had comprehended the law of luck, an upgraded version of fortune. She used the river of laws to directly deprive the Golden Eagle Clan of their luck. Her realm was still weak, so she couldn’t permanently deprive the entire clan’s luck like a Heavenly Venerable, but she could temporarily lower the luck of the Golden Eagle Clan present. But that was enough to decide the outcome of the battle. The Golden Eagle Clan members began to suffer misfortune, facing various setbacks. Their attacks often hit their own people, and old injuries resurfaced one by one. Who didn’t have old injuries after all their years of cultivation? Now, every single one of them was affected. The Saints of the Golden Eagle Clan were terrified, as if they had seen a ghost. Their attacks either failed or were weakened. Meanwhile, the enemy’s attacks hit with precision, as if they were actively running into them. For the Golden Eagle Clan, the battle became incredibly chaotic. The Purple Gold Saint’s eyes were filled with fear. He glanced at Little Mist, this small figure at the Bian Realm, not knowing what method she had used. But he knew that everything was caused by this little girl. The situation was the same on the battlefield of the Bian Realm. Lin Moyu and his sister dominated the entire battlefield. Under their assault, countless Divine Sovereigns died, turning to dust. "It’s over!" The Purple Gold Saint knew this battle was completely lost, unlike previous defeats. In previous defeats, they could start over, but this time, they might never have another chance. The Divine Sovereigns were already collapsing, with casualties exceeding one-third, more than all previous battles combined. And it seemed the casualties were still increasing. The human Divine Sovereigns had begun to surround them from the outside, wearing golden armor that could withstand a full-force attack from the Bian Realm. The Bian Realm cultivators couldn’t get through; if they tried, they would be counter-killed by Lin Mohan. The Bone Hell was incomprehensible to the Purple Gold Saint. He only knew that nothing survived its passage. Suddenly, he thought of something and blurted out, "The Ghost Clan!" He finally understood that there was no Ghost Clan; it was all Lin Moyu’s doing. He had been in Lin Moyu’s trap all along, never escaping. "Lin Moyu is terrifying!" The Purple Gold Saint wanted to retreat, and once this thought arose, he couldn’t suppress it. He turned to flee, transforming into a stream of light. But he hadn’t flown far when he suddenly stopped. A vine pierced through his body, shattering his soul and rule world. The Mountain and Forest Supreme had been waiting outside, and the Purple Gold Saint fled right into his position. He was extremely unlucky, as were all the Golden Eagle Clan members present. The Mountain and Forest Supreme took his corpse and disappeared again. Lin Moyu had used a Concealment Talisman on the Mountain and Forest Supreme, and no one knew where he had gone. Boom! In a violent explosion, Killing Saint was sent flying. His task was to entangle the two Saints of the Bull Demon Clan, and he had succeeded. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶 But the two Saints of the Bull Demon Clan suddenly took out a treasure. The treasure shone brightly, and Killing Saint was defenseless against it, being forcibly blasted away. The two Saints of the Bull Demon Clan simultaneously pursued, intending to kill Killing Saint. Suddenly, vines lashed out, sending the Blood Bull Saint and the Blood Ox Saint flying. Both were protected by the treasure’s light, blocking the Mountain and Forest Supreme’s attack. They exchanged glances and fled as streams of light. Lin Moyu’s consciousness moved, and the Mountain and Forest Supreme revealed himself, lashing out with his giant vine at even greater speed. Screams echoed as the Blood Ox Saint was torn apart, and the Blood Bull Saint spat blood, transforming into a wild ox and breaking through space to escape. The Mountain and Forest Supreme turned and attacked the other Saints. The remaining Saints were terrified and fled. Vines lashed out, and they scattered, each relying on their luck to escape. "Dream on if you think you can escape!" Saint Hao coldly snorted, unleashing his virtual realm laws to trap the Dark Gold Saint. Heavenly Saint then charged in, entering Saint Hao’s rule world. Old Yan’s hammer fell crazily, and Killing Saint came to help. Not only the Saints but also the Bian Realm and Divine Sovereigns of the Hundred Races Alliance fled in panic. The human race began a massive pursuit, and whether they could escape depended on their luck.