Battle of Pacifying Youzhou (3)
Er Niu looked around and saw many men in black all around. He also looked at the largest battlefields where several experts at the Ascension Realm were fighting. Even though the experts had already distanced themselves, their power was still terrifying.
In the Cold Mountain forest, Bai Yi gripped the spirit weapon Little Cross in his right hand and threw a punch. A fist imprint dozens of meters long seemed to crush everything as it attacked a black-robed old man. Wherever the fist imprint passed, the force of the punch whistled and many large trees were smashed into pieces.
The old man in black robes slashed his dagger diagonally, and it seemed as if the hissing of venomous snakes could be heard all around. Countless small black snakes, condensed from true energy, rushed towards the fist imprint.
The black snakes of true energy were continuously annihilated, consuming the power of the fist imprint. Finally, the old man caught the fist imprint with his right hand, but his body still couldn't stop being forced to retreat several feet.
Bai Yi stared intently at the dagger in the old man's hand, a hint of anger in his eyes as he spoke.
"Shadow Snake Hidden Kill Art, Shadowless Blade, how dare you, Shadow Kill Hall, betray your country! Wu Mo, the Shadowless Blade of Han Wuguang in the past has been disgraced in your hands."
Wu Mo stopped, leaped into the air, and a wisp of black mist dissipated, his figure disappearing without a trace. But hoarse voices echoed all around.
"Bai Yi, what constitutes treason? What constitutes disgrace?"
In the past, my senior brother Han Wuguang fought for the country. During the Battle of Qilian, he was invisible and without people, without form or light. Everyone knew him, and the Great Feng of Martial World was terrified of him.
But what was the result? The Imperial Clan family orchestrated the death of all the heroes and outstanding talents of the Deceive Heaven Alliance, and my senior brother also died tragically in the Qilian Mountain Range. Don't you think the Dagan Imperial Clan is also a traitor?"
Bai Yi used his divine sense to probe his surroundings and found only a few small snakes condensed from true energy on the trees around him, emitting a hoarse sound along with the true energy.
Bai Yi said in a deep voice.
"A thousand years ago, the Dark Night Heavenly Monarch killed Celestial Phenomenon Realm expert of the Great Feng. Since then, the Shadow Kill Hall has been famous in both countries. More than a hundred years ago, Han Wuguang, one of the Nine Heavens King of the Deceive Heaven Alliance, was also a prominent figure."
Although he died in battle in the Qilian Mountain Range, his name still terrified countless people in the Great Feng. How could he have come to Qiu Jiuyang and Wu Mo's place and then committed adultery with the Great Feng? It's a pity that the Shadow Kill Hall's thousand-year reputation has been destroyed in a single day."
After speaking, Bai Yi's divine sense spread out, but the surroundings were deathly silent and motionless. Seeing that he could not fish it out, Bai Yi flew up and rushed down the mountain, wanting to support the battlefield below.
The moment Bai Yi moved, hissing sounds echoed from the surrounding forest, like venomous snakes eyeing their prey. Countless small black snakes, carrying a chilling aura, surged towards Bai Yi, their killing intent permeating his surroundings.
Bai Yi stopped in his tracks, his right fist radiating a powerful fist intent. He raised his fist and slammed it straight into the ground. A massive true qi fist imprint condensed in the air and struck the ground, leaving a fist crater tens of meters long.
With a single punch, the ground seemed to shake violently, and surging true energy erupted in all directions, instantly dissipating the surrounding small snakes of true energy.
With his gaze fixed on a spot, Bai Yi leaped towards a large tree. The true energy in his fist seemed to solidify, and a giant white fist, over twenty meters long, swung up and struck the tree. In an instant, the entire area was enveloped by Bai Yi's radiant fist energy.
The violent true energy shattered the tree, which was over ten meters tall, into dust that scattered in all directions.
A burst of black mist appeared where the fist landed, and countless small snakes of true energy shot out.
With a punch that pierced through the black mist, another cold light came from behind. Bai Yi turned around and slashed with his right fist, the force of the punch shattering the blade's light.
A hint of impatience flashed in Bai Yi's eyes, and his expression was somewhat helpless. He knew that this guy was trying to stall him by fighting in the shadows without revealing his true form, but he really didn't know what to do.
Ink Snake, ranked ninth on the Dagan Assassin Ranking, is still quite skilled.
Moreover, these kinds of assassins are the most difficult to deal with. They are proficient in secret techniques such as stealth and assassination, and they avoid direct confrontation. It really takes some effort to get rid of this guy.
Sensing several auras beneath the Cold Mountain, Bai Yi felt anxious, but it was to no avail; Wu Mo wouldn't let go.
He thought to himself, "I can only hope that Ye can deal with the other member of the Shadow Kill Hall quickly. The battle under Cold Mountain is going badly!"
In another part of the mountains and forests, another Ascension Realm expert from the Shadow Kill Hall stood motionless, his eyes filled with shock, as a silver needle was placed between his eyebrows.
The flesh where the silver needles were placed quickly turned black and rotted, and then the rot spread, clearly indicating that the person had been poisoned.
The Ascension Realm looked ahead, his voice hoarse with a hint of helplessness and shock.
"You're not at the Early Ascension Realm, you are... you're Ghost, Ghost Needle."
Not far away, Bai Wangye's figure slowly descended from the tree. With a flick of his sword, a gust of wind rose, and dozens of silver needles scattered around him returned to the hidden slot on the sword.
Bai Wangye's playful voice rang out.
"Concealment, hiding your presence, assassination—your techniques are terrible. How dare an Early Ascension Realm assassin act so recklessly?"
"Someone like you, who can't even make it onto the assassin's list, dares to try and stop me?"
After Bai Wangye finished speaking, the man from the Shadow Kill Hall collapsed, lifeless, his body rapidly turning black, rotting, and dissolving. Even his clothes were corroded, leaving only a pool of black liquid on the ground, sizzling.
Afterwards, Bai Wangye glanced at a spot in the mountains and forests, in the direction where Bai Yi and Wu Mo were located. The aura there was surging, but Bai Wangye did not go there. Instead, he headed straight for the battlefield at the foot of the mountain.
He knew Bai Yi's strength all too well; he could handle the ninth-ranked Ink Snake. Moreover, the battle situation below Cold Mountain was unfavorable, leaving him no time to think further.
As soon as he descended the mountain, Bai Wangye's eyes narrowed as he looked at the location of the Ghost Servant on his left, somewhat surprised.
Corpse Immortal Sect.
Why did these guys have to show up and cause trouble too?
Looking at the burly green figure in the distance to the left, shirtless, with bulging muscles and veins that seemed to jut out like a coiled dragon, his body was deathly pale, like white jade, yet his meridians shimmered with a brilliant green light.
Even though it was daytime, the green light could still illuminate a green area spanning several meters.
Even from hundreds of meters away, Bai Wangye could feel the overwhelming Corpse Qi, which was nauseating. Without lingering, Bai Wangye rushed straight towards the location of the Ghost Servant.
Although it seems that Yue Shan needs more support from the two battlefields below the mountain, since Ghost Servant is fighting two against one, Bai Wangye thinks that he should deal with Ghost Servant first. Once Ghost Servant is freed, things will be much easier.
On the other side of the Menban, Mount Tai Sword embodies the image of a mountain fifty or sixty meters tall, exuding a powerful aura that seems to press down like a small mountain.
Gazing at the large, azure-blue cauldron opposite, which resembled a pool of clear water, a bewitching figure could be faintly seen within it.
Looking at her, the Menban panel looked somewhat aggrieved.
He raised the Mount Tai Sword in his right hand, unleashed his true energy, and flew forward to slash. The sword, with the force of a mountain, had no sharp edge, yet it was heavy, violent, and as if a mountain range was pressing down, unstoppable.
With a single sword strike, the azure cauldron seemed to be quickly flattened, but soon the blue true energy, carrying a gentle force, slowly dissipated the power, invading the mountain-like aura, attempting to envelop it within the cauldron.
It happened again. The Menban's gaze seemed to be blazing with fire, its eyes somewhat crazed, and its inner energy became restless and violent as it roared.
"Let's see how much you can break down, Collapse Mountain!"
The mountain-like formations, stirred by the true energy within the Menban, resembled a volcanic eruption, causing the mountain to crumble and disappear completely.
A burst of violent true energy, as powerful as a mountain collapsing and the earth splitting, suddenly erupted. The Azure Water Cauldron was directly shattered by this force, and both of them were blasted away by the power of this true energy.
The Menban retreated five zhang, its feet slamming heavily on the ground as it bent over, coughing and spitting out a mouthful of blood. It then looked up at the opposite side with a ferocious expression.