Soon, the Shuixuan Warship arrived near the site of the energy disturbance.
Although the mist inside the Autumn Mountain Great Marsh was extremely strange, after several Loose Immortals aboard the Shuixuan Warship who specialized in reconnaissance reported the situation to Ju Hua, he had a fairly clear picture of the battle.
As expected, the fifty Primordial Spirit Fiendgods were no match for the Zhuanshui Clan's three-thousand-strong army. Even if they could rely on the terrain to hold out for a while, they were bound to lose if the fight dragged on.
"Are you sure there are no ambushes nearby?" Ju Hua asked several of the Loose Immortals skilled in reconnaissance through voice transmission.
"None!"
One Loose Immortal replied.
"I didn't find any either!" another said.
"Neither did I!"
"..."
Every Loose Immortal skilled in reconnaissance said there were no ambushes ahead. Ju Hua felt slightly reassured. Caution was good, but he couldn't let it make him afraid to advance!
"Attack!"
Ju Hua shouted. In the next instant, the pitch-black Qiuhua Sword appeared in his hand.
Boom!
Ju Hua transformed in a flash, becoming a hundred-zhang-tall giant, and charged into the battlefield ahead.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Following close behind Ju Hua came one imposing formation after another, each led by a Loose Immortal.
After charging into the battlefield, Ju Hua soon spotted two Primordial Spirit Fiendgods locked in combat with a battle formation.
Although the two Primordial Spirit Fiendgods were fighting one formation, they were only ordinary Primordial Spirit Fiendgods. They were no match for the Loose Immortal leading the Zhuanshui Clan's formation.
When Ju Hua arrived, the two Fiendgods saw that the situation was turning against them and tried to flee. But how could the Loose Immortal, who already had the upper hand, let them simply walk away?
The instant the two Fiendgods tried to run, the Loose Immortal brought out a restraining treasure and harried them relentlessly, forcing them to slow down and stop to fend it off.
Ju Hua quickly caught up. The Qiuhua Sword sliced through the air and went straight for the two Fiendgods.
"You're asking for death!"
The two Fiendgods roared, their ferocity flaring as they swung their weapons at Ju Hua.
Ju Hua was now a Primordial Spirit Fiendgod too, but he was only in the early Primordial Spirit stage, while the two Fiendgods he faced were both at the peak of the Primordial Spirit stage.
In terms of fundamentals, Ju Hua was certainly inferior to the two Fiendgods, but his understanding of the Dao far surpassed theirs!
After exchanging blows for a short while, Ju Hua realized that the two Fiendgods' understanding of the Dao was pitifully shallow. They were still far from comprehending even an ordinary Dao.
The only reason these two Fiendgods could rival Loose Immortals was their powerful bodies.
Since their bodies were strong, Ju Hua avoided meeting them head-on and instead toyed with them using his superb technique. Soon, both Fiendgods had been struck by countless sword blows.
As their divine power dwindled, the two Fiendgods' bodies finally began to recover more slowly.
Suddenly—
Pfft! Pfft!
Ju Hua swept out a strike of the Intercepting Kill Style, slamming into the two Fiendgods' heads. The tremendous force shattered them instantly, and this time, their lost heads did not grow back.
Boom! Boom!
The two enormous Fiendgod bodies crashed to the ground. Ju Hua felt a slight sense of relief.
Ever since his Qi Refinement Path cultivation had surpassed his God-Fiend Path cultivation, he had rarely fought at close quarters like this. Today's battle brought back a little of the feeling of those old days.
That was also why Ju Hua had fought in his Fiendgod body today. He would inevitably walk the God-Fiend Path in the future, and since his current enemies weren't too strong, he wanted to use this chance to familiarize himself with the God-Fiend Path's style of combat, so he wouldn't be caught off guard later.
It doesn't feel bad. The Dao of the Sword is, after all, a path of slaughter and a way of applying power. The sword was created for close-quarters killing from the very beginning! Fighting at such close range seems to help me comprehend the Dao of the Sword even more! The thought flashed through Ju Hua's mind, and he turned to look at the Loose Immortal not far away.
But just as Ju Hua was about to say something, his expression suddenly changed.
The mist kept the Loose Immortal from noticing Ju Hua's slight change in expression. Seeing Ju Hua look at him, he assumed Ju Hua had an order for him.
"May I ask what you need, Fellow Daoist Ju Hua?" the Loose Immortal asked.
"...You're Fellow Daoist He Feng, aren't you?" Ju Hua asked, then continued, "You did well just now. I'll credit you with a merit!"
Hearing Ju Hua's words, the Loose Immortal felt a little pleased, but kept his expression calm as he said, "My meager skills are nothing compared to yours, Fellow Daoist Ju Hua. You fought two Fiendgods head-on with nothing but a Primordial Spirit Fiendgod body!"
"Mm. Go help the other fellow Daoists. We can talk after the battle." Ju Hua waved him away.
"Yes!"
The Loose Immortal didn't think much of it. After answering, he immediately flew off toward another place where the energy fluctuations were intense.
Hidden by the thick mist, the Loose Immortal soon disappeared from Ju Hua's sight.
"..."
Ju Hua said nothing. He turned around and looked at the two enormous Fiendgod corpses not far away, his expression uncertain.
Just now, not long after he killed the two Fiendgods, his divine soul, which had long remained still, stirred again. Two points of light, each a few sizes smaller than those he had absorbed before, were pulled straight into his divine soul.
Could those points of light have come from these two Fiendgods? Ju Hua frowned slightly. Earlier, with the help of Qing Muling's jade pendant, he had guessed that the tiny points of light he absorbed were most likely from the souls of countless humans.
Now that this had happened, he was even more certain of his guess. Those points of light probably didn't come only from human souls. Fiendgod souls had them too.
In a battle of that intensity, Ju Hua couldn't afford to hold back, so the two Fiendgods' souls had naturally been annihilated.
Ju Hua suspected that the points of light he had just absorbed had come from the souls of the two Fiendgods he had killed.
"I'll take a look at the other places!"
Ju Hua surveyed the area, then quickly headed toward a spot where the energy had surged violently moments ago but had since fallen still.
A moment later, Ju Hua landed at a certain spot. An enormous Fiendgod corpse lay at his feet, and his divine soul stirred once more, abruptly dragging a point of light inside.
It's all but confirmed. These points of light come from the souls of living beings. Ordinary people have never cultivated, so their souls are weak. That's why treasures refined from the souls of countless ordinary people contain only a few points of light. Primordial Spirit Fiendgod souls are powerful, so a single Primordial Spirit Fiendgod can produce one point of light! Ju Hua thought. Then, without further hesitation, he hurried toward another battlefield.
If his guess was right, this great battle would produce a huge number of points of light!