Dragon's Roar Rises Everywhere, Unmatched on the Battlefield

The northern border of the Xuan Shang Empire.

Hanshan Plain.

Two armies madly crushed against each other, the stench of blood drifting through the air as Sha Qi soared to the heavens.

A cold flash appeared. An arrow tore through the air like a bolt of lightning, flying toward an armored soldier clad in black armor whose weapon had just been knocked from his hand by accident.

In the archer's eyes, this man was already dead.

Yet at that moment, a cold gleam flashed through the armored soldier's eyes, as though he had become an entirely different person.

He reached forward, as if he had rehearsed it countless times, and caught the arrow.

Without pausing, he violently flung it forward, turning the enemy's arrow into his own sharpest weapon.

It viciously pierced the carotid artery of a man beside him wearing loose gray-white armor.

On closer inspection, that lightly armored warrior had been just about to swing his blade.

Scalding blood sprayed out like a fountain, dyeing half of Jiang Yuan's face red.

Yet Jiang Yuan's expression did not change in the slightest. He kicked away the enemy before him, who was taking in more breaths than he was letting out.

At some point, an enemy military saber had appeared in his hand.

Jiang Yuan's face was cold and stern, his eyes so calm that they held no emotion at all.

He casually swung the saber. There was no flourish, no fancy trick—only ultimate speed, stepping into lightning itself.

Within the Black Profound Army, only those who had cultivated the Slaughter Formation Saber Art to its absolute peak had a chance of striking like this.

A saber flash like thunder swept past, followed by a spray of blood.

A Golden Court warrior beside him, who had been clashing with a comrade-in-arms, lost all signs of life. The Black Profound Army armored soldier fighting him froze in surprise as well.

Jiang Yuan did not spare him a glance. Reaching out, he seized the nearest long spear from the ground.

He closed his eyes, then opened them again.

A bleak, murderous aura arose around Jiang Yuan. His gaze was icy, and the spear in his hand seemed to become an extension of his body, as easy to wield as an arm.

The spear was like a dragon, roaring straight into the sky!

A point of cold light arrived first, then the spear shot forth like a dragon. The spear tip collided with armor, throwing off sparks. Then the armor shattered, and a Golden Court warrior was instantly skewered clean through.

Jiang Yuan lowered his center of gravity and actually lifted that Golden Court warrior on his spear. Then, with a violent burst, he flung the Golden Court warrior—who still clung to a thread of life from the spear tip—away like a sackcloth bag.

The tremendous force instantly knocked down a whole group of Golden Court warriors.

Qi and blood erupted from Jiang Yuan's body at full force, forming a faint garment of qi and blood over his skin.

He stomped down hard, planting one foot on an enemy who had just fallen and making him spit out another mouthful of blood. Borrowing the force, Jiang Yuan rushed in one direction.

A dragon's roar rang out, stirring up wild winds. No one in his path could withstand even a single exchange with Jiang Yuan.

The Dragon's Roar Spear Technique at the major accomplishment stage displayed its brilliance here.

Jiang Yuan's brazen bearing instantly drew the attention of many nearby enemies.

But the enemy seemed to be tied down by something else. Surprisingly few came to attack Jiang Yuan.

Jiang Yuan's expression remained unchanged, but he already understood.

Gripping his spear, he fiercely activated the Dragon's Roar Spear Technique. Like an unmatched savage general, he sent all the enemies around him flying in an instant.

Jiang Yuan sensed the qi and blood within his body. He still had around forty percent left.

Though the Dragon's Roar Spear Technique was immensely powerful, defeating so many enemies of the same level had consumed a great deal of his qi and blood.

But this was completely different from the previous simulations, where his qi and blood had nearly run dry.

Previously, Jiang Yuan had used the Tiger Roar Saber Technique at the major accomplishment stage. The saber art was fierce, its tiger's roar shaking the forest, but a saber was ultimately a short weapon. When facing one against many, it still could not compare to spear techniques.

Now that he was using a spear, his qi and blood consumption truly had decreased by quite a bit.

"Damn it, break out! The Northern Barbarians have deployed so many elite troops here—there really is some conspiracy afoot! The Imperial Preceptor was right."

Three armored soldiers, also clad in black armor, were fighting Golden Court warriors.

However, the black armor worn by these three was exceptionally refined. It was clear that their ranks were higher than those of ordinary black-armored soldiers.

More strikingly, the aura emanating from the three was unmistakably at the Transforming Force realm.

Though they had only just entered the Transforming Force realm.

At this moment, the three were being firmly held back by two Transforming Force experts, while the other Golden Court warriors surged toward them like a tide, completely unafraid of death. It seemed they intended to wear the three down alive.

Ordinarily, Qi and Blood Martial Artists could not last more than a few moves under a Transforming Force expert. Yet these three were being held back by two such experts.

The Golden Court's Transforming Force experts seemed somewhat stronger than the three. Though the battle remained evenly matched, those Golden Court warriors had become the crucial weight tipping the scales in Golden Court's favor.

"Old Wang, go! Old Wu and I will hold them off."

One of the three black-armored soldiers gritted his teeth and said fiercely. After calling out to another, he was about to exert his strength and send Master Wang out of the encirclement.

This encirclement was surrounded by densely packed Golden Court warriors. The black-armored soldiers nearby had also noticed something wrong here, but without anyone to command or lead them, their scattered strength could not break through the Golden Court warriors.

Jiang Yuan thrust his spear through a charging Golden Court warrior.

He looked at the densely packed enemies before him, his eyes slightly red and bloodshot.

It looked simple that he had fought his way here from afar, but in truth, he had no idea how many people he had already killed.

Jiang Yuan sensed the vitality and blood within his body, and the corner of his mouth curled into a smile instead.

His vitality and blood were sufficient.

Dragon's Roar Spear Technique

Final form, Dragon Roars Across the Nine Heavens!

His vitality and blood erupted at full force. A faint Sha Qi appeared around Jiang Yuan—Sha Qi born from the countless enemies he had slain, not only in this life, but also among the enemies he had killed in the previous thirty or forty simulated lives.

He instinctively let out an angry roar. The spear in his hand began to tremble, and together with his roar, it actually resembled a dragon's cry.

Everyone instinctively turned to look at Jiang Yuan, only to see a Black Profound Armored Soldier slightly raise his spear before seeming to transform into a Divine Dragon and charge into the gathered Golden Court warriors.

Looking again, they saw the man continuously whirl his spear, its spiritual force boundless as dragon cries rang out on all sides. Every dragon cry heralded an enemy's death.

Everyone was stunned by Jiang Yuan's ferocity.

Was this... a Master of Transformed Force?

But why would a Master of Transformed Force use vitality and blood to fight enemies?

"Charge with me!" Jiang Yuan's roar jolted the Black Profound Armored Soldiers around him awake.

Everyone instinctively followed Jiang Yuan and began their charge.

The strength of the Black Profound Armored Soldiers had actually been twisted into a single rope by Jiang Yuan.

Jiang Yuan charged at the very front, like a sharp blade plunging straight into the ranks of the Golden Court warriors.

The Black Profound Armored Soldiers behind him charged after him as well.

At this moment, if Jiang Yuan had used [River Spirit's Blessing] to observe, he would have discovered that the Sha Qi around the Black Profound Armored Soldiers had condensed and drifted toward him.

Then, above Jiang Yuan's head, an extraordinarily mysterious bird took shape. Its body somewhat resembled a swallow's, while its head was that of a snake-necked bird; four long tail feathers swayed in the wind behind it.

The divine bird silently cried toward the heavens, then suddenly pounced forward, its motion faintly overlapping with the sound of Jiang Yuan's forward charge.

Jiang Yuan only felt his body suddenly fill with immense, surging power.

A flash of azure passed through his eyes, and he discovered that he was enveloped by the phantom of a divine bird. It was this phantom that had bestowed such tremendous power upon him.

What was this?

But... whatever it was, it had come at just the right time.

Jiang Yuan stomped fiercely on the ground and shot into midair, where he saw the battlefield at its very center.

Two Golden Court masters were fighting three Black Profound Armored Soldiers. All five were Masters of Transformed Force.

Just as the three Black Profound Armored Soldiers were about to make a move, they spotted Jiang Yuan suspended in the air.

For that instant, all five stared at Jiang Yuan in astonishment, as well as at the wide breach he had carved through the enemy ranks.

Joy appeared on Master Wang's face. Just as he was about to say something, a deafening roar rang out beside his ears.

"Die!"

Jiang Yuan's spear turned into a meteor, swinging down from above at one of the Golden Court Masters of Transformed Force.

Damn it! That's a Master of Transformed Force! What are you doing?! Breaking through the encirclement already counts as a great achievement—why... Such thoughts flashed through Master Wang's mind.

Yet the next moment, a tremendous boom rang out beside his ears.

Jiang Yuan's hands were covered in blood, yet a wild smile hung on his face.

The man before him had actually had half his body smashed to pieces.

This was...!

Inconceivable expressions appeared in everyone's eyes.

Could it be that the person he had killed was not a Master of Transformed Force? No, this man had tangled with us for so long; his cultivation was considerably stronger than ours.

Then was the killer truly a vitality-and-blood martial artist?

"Pfft."

Jiang Yuan spat out a mouthful of blood, fiery pain surging throughout his entire body.

He drove his spear into the ground and barely remained standing by supporting himself against it.