Dazzling

"So amazing! The injuries have already been suppressed!" The injured spirit masters had all regained their vigor and could not help exclaiming in amazement.

After seeing that his group members' lives had been saved, Li Jia finally let out a slight sigh of relief.

But battle would not give anyone a chance to lose focus. The enemy's assault continued.

"Die!" Li Jia shouted. The spear in his hand was like a venomous dragon as it shot straight toward the Golden Armored Jade Poison Scorpion.

This spear was Li Jia's martial soul—a long, ancient-looking weapon with a red tassel at its tip and countless patterns carved along its shaft, making it look anything but ordinary.

Li Jia did not underestimate the Golden Armored Jade Poison Scorpion. His First Spirit Ring lit up, and Hell's Grandeur silently empowered his spear.

Dragon Shadow Stab!

Li Jia thrust so quickly that his spear seemed to leave afterimages. This was the effect of his spirit skill, increasing his attack speed by forty percent and perfectly complementing his martial soul.

Li Jia was already quite fast, and with the boost from his First Spirit Skill, he instantly clashed with the Golden Armored Jade Poison Scorpion. On the surface, the two appeared evenly matched.

By holding off the Golden Armored Jade Poison Scorpion, he finally won the entire Soul Hunting Group a moment to catch their breath.

Li Jia suddenly thrust his spear forward. The Golden Armored Jade Poison Scorpion leaped backward and easily dodged the strike.

But Li Jia was battle-hardened. Seeing that his attack had missed, he changed the thrust into an upward sweep, flinging countless clumps of dirt into the air.

Though the Golden Armored Jade Poison Scorpion was a Spirit Beast, its vision was still obstructed. It was forced back repeatedly and gradually fell into a disadvantage.

Sweep the Thousand Armies!

Li Jia's Second Spirit Skill lit up behind him. Gripping his spear tightly, he swept it heavily across the fan-shaped area before him, and the force of the wind even flattened the surrounding grass.

As if knowing it could not escape this time, the Golden Armored Jade Poison Scorpion crouched slightly and extended its two pairs of pincers before its head, protecting its vital point.

Li Jia's spear collided with its shell, producing a metallic clang that everyone in the group could hear clearly.

"Damn it!" A bead of cold sweat rolled down Li Jia's forehead. Breathing slightly hard, he swung his spear and prepared to charge again.

"Captain, move!" Lisa suddenly cried out.

Li Jia did not hesitate in the slightest. He rolled away and immediately put some distance between himself and the Golden Armored Jade Poison Scorpion.

A fist-sized, illusory heart-shaped mark flew directly toward the Golden Armored Jade Poison Scorpion.

As if sensing danger, the Golden Armored Jade Poison Scorpion's eight legs moved rapidly as it quickly retreated.

"Too late!" A victorious smile appeared on Lisa's face, as though victory was already within reach.

The illusory red mark in midair actually altered its trajectory along with the Golden Armored Jade Poison Scorpion's movements.

This had to be a tracking-type spirit skill!

The Golden Armored Jade Poison Scorpion had thought it could evade the attack, but it had not expected it to track it. Unable to dodge in time, it was struck.

Charm Strike! This was Lisa's spirit skill. It could hit an enemy and inflict dizziness, though the exact effect depended on the enemy's strength.

Sure enough, the Golden Armored Jade Poison Scorpion began swaying in place, looking as though it were drunk and might collapse at any moment.

"Good chance!" Li Jia's eyes lit up. His spear traced several blossoming patterns through the air, flashy and beautiful to behold.

Yet beneath that beauty lurked layers of killing intent, because this was Li Jia's Third Spirit Skill.

Unexpectedly, a sudden change occurred. The Golden Armored Jade Poison Scorpion shook its body, regained consciousness, then threw off Li Jia and charged after Lisa in a frenzy.

"Not good!" Lisa's face turned deathly pale with fright. She tried her best to retreat toward the center of the group, but it was still too late.

A massive scythe was buried deep in the ground, its handle firmly gripped in Madara's hand.

The Golden Armored Jade Poison Scorpion advanced at tremendous speed. Unable to dodge in time, it slammed into the scythe and was brought to a halt.

"Pests that sting people are better off crushed!" Using the scythe for support, Madara launched himself forward and drove a full-force kick into its head.

After taking the tremendous impact, the Golden Armored Jade Poison Scorpion staggered back several steps to dissipate the force. As though its authority had been challenged, it turned its attention to Madara, who had struck it.

"Heal!"

Emerald-green light fell over Madara's body, bringing with it a steady stream of vitality.

But it was utterly useless to Madara. All it did was dazzle his eyes.

"Take your lantern away! It's dazzling!" Madara still had the leisure to turn around and speak in a thoroughly unfriendly tone.

Ye Lingling frowned. As a spirit master with a support-type martial soul, this was the first time she had seen someone refuse support in the middle of a battle.

As the young lady of one of the Three Upper Sects, Ye Lingling was cold by nature but also quite proud. With a wave of her jade-like hand, she withdrew the light enveloping Madara.

Madara blinked. Now it was no longer dazzling, and he could move properly!

Of course, Madara knew what Ye Lingling's spirit skill did. It was equivalent to a Medical Ninja from the Shinobi World of his previous life—a highly sought-after asset.

But what use was a Medical Ninja to him?

If he did not get injured, he would never need a Medical Ninja for the rest of his life!

"Little scorpion that likes to sting!" The battle intent within Madara began to stir. He spun his scythe in a circle. "This is getting interesting!"

Sensing Madara's taunt, the Golden Armored Jade Poison Scorpion ignored everything else, lashed its tail, and pounced at him.

"I'll handle it myself!" Catching sight of Li Jia beside him, preparing to help, Madara glanced at him and refused with obvious displeasure.

Ignoring Li Jia's thoughts, Madara eagerly met the Golden Armored Jade Poison Scorpion head-on, confronting it without yielding an inch.

The Golden Armored Jade Poison Scorpion's massive pincers swept toward him, only for Madara to block them with ease.

Madara clearly had no intention of merely taking hits. Naturally, he struck back.

With brutal force, Madara swung his scythe with both hands and hacked down viciously, instantly sending flecks of green blood spraying.

The Golden Armored Jade Poison Scorpion roared in pain. Its once-indestructible pincers had been split with cracks by Madara's heavy, powerful slash.

"Again!" Madara had already forgotten where he was, wholly immersed in the battle and feeling incomparably exhilarated.

The scythe came down again and again, its snowy gleam reflecting Madara's somewhat crazed smile, sending chills down the spines of some members of the Soul Hunting Group.

Naturally, the Golden Armored Jade Poison Scorpion would not simply wait for death. As it drew back its pincers, its tail stinger hooked toward Madara without regard for its own safety, seemingly intending to perish with him.

Madara naturally would not let it have its way. As one hand released the scythe, he grabbed the incoming tail hook, veins bulging along his arm.

"Ah!" Madara bent his knees slightly to steady his center of gravity, using the tail he had caught like a rope before violently swinging it around, spinning continuously to build momentum.

The Golden Armored Jade Poison Scorpion had not expected the person before it to possess such terrifying strength, like a Spirit Beast wearing human skin.

Finally, with the immense momentum, the Golden Armored Jade Poison Scorpion was flung far away like a massive iron discus.

The Golden Armored Jade Poison Scorpion crashed heavily into the ground. The tremendous impact could be felt even around the Soul Hunting Group, and the spot where it landed was smashed into a huge crater webbed with cracks.

Watching the battle from afar, Ye Lingling finally understood that the soul skill she had always been so proud of seemed utterly worthless to Madara.

Only the injured needed healing. Only the weak got hurt.