The Valor of Li Cunxiao!

Soon, the air began to fill with dust and smoke, forming a thick fog that obscured the true situation within.

Zhu Youning naturally could not see what was happening inside, but regardless of Li Cunxiao's condition, he would not slacken his efforts.

Cut the weeds and dig up the roots; leave no evil unpunished!

Zhu Youning issued his orders calmly and rapidly, while simultaneously grabbing a canister of Volatile Fire and hurling it toward Li Cunxiao, though he had added a little something extra before throwing it.

"Switch to fire arrows! Throw the Volatile Fire! Fire!"

A new round of violent explosions erupted, continuing until every canister of Volatile Fire Zhu Youning had brought was spent.

The scene suddenly fell silent, leaving only the lingering smoke.

Yet, the very next moment, a massive roar erupted. An invisible blast of energy swept the smoke away, revealing the figures of Li Cunzhong and Li Cunxiao.

Their positions had changed. Previously, Li Cunzhong had been standing on Li Cunxiao's shoulders, but now, he stood upon Li Cunxiao's palm.

Volatile Fire was essentially a primitive landmine; in this era, its power was not immense, falling far short of the Great Liang Invincible General Cannon. However, relying on his own internal energy alone, Li Cunzhong could never have withstood dozens of consecutive explosions. It appeared that when the canisters detonated, Li Cunxiao had used his own body to shield Li Cunzhong from the brunt of the impact.

At this moment, Li Cunxiao was covered in gray soot, but he appeared to be unharmed.

The archers on the rooftops exchanged glances, their eyes filled with shock and terror. One even croaked in a dry voice, "How is this possible?"

Zhu Youning's expression darkened, and he remained silent.

Observing their reactions, Li Cunzhong let out a lewd, triumphant laugh. "If the Xuanming Cult's Corpse Ancestor Hanba were here, perhaps he could deal with my tenth brother, but alas, he is not. Tenth brother!"

Li Cunzhong tapped Li Cunxiao's neck. The latter immediately stomped his feet, pushed off with his left leg, lifted his right, and vaulted into the air, his entire body leaping upward.

Then, Li Cunxiao's massive frame aimed for the rooftop and crashed down. With a thunderous boom, the building collapsed, sending the archers on the roof tumbling to the ground in agony.

But it didn't end there. After crushing the house, Li Cunxiao leaped again, landing beside another building with incredible agility.

Li Cunxiao's eyes burned with a wild, icy glint, like a beast spotting its prey. He raised his fist and let out a roar, his punch carrying a gale of wind and showcasing incomparable ferocity as he smashed it into the house.

Boom!

With just a single blow, the building shattered and exploded, collapsing instantly, and the archers stationed on the roof fell from above.

At this moment, Jiang Renjie, who had been observing for a long time, finally seized the opportunity. He launched a sneak attack from behind with a Golden Blade Palm, but Li Cunxiao turned instantly and hammered a fist toward his head.

Jiang Renjie's reaction to the danger was swift. Realizing the situation was dire, he immediately pulled back, crossed his arms over his chest, and attempted to block the punch.

But the moment his arms made contact with the massive fist, Jiang Renjie realized he had made a grave mistake.

He felt as if he had been struck by a giant boulder; his very arms felt as though they were shattering. Li Cunxiao's punch sent him flying backward, slamming him into a wall. The wall collapsed under the impact, burying Jiang Renjie in rubble.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye. By the time the others reacted, over a hundred Longxiang Army soldiers were already lying on the ground, groaning in pain, some motionless and of unknown fate.

After Li Cunxiao finished this, Li Cunzhong did not order him to finish them off.

He had no interest in these small fry, nor was he interested in the Benevolent Saint Yama King, the head of the Xuanming Cult's Five Great Yama Kings.

In his eyes, their lives were far less important than one other person's life.

That was the life of Zhu Youning.

One had to remember, Zhu Youning was a prince of the Liang State!

The reason he had come here was under the orders of the Tongwen Hall's Holy Lord, Li Siyuan, to take the life of Wang Shifan. But now, seeing Zhu Youning—this was a massive catch!

The merit gained from killing Zhu Youning would be worth ten times that of killing Wang Shifan!

"Protect the Prince!"

Seeing Li Cunxiao closing in, Wu Yi immediately shielded Zhu Youning, gripped his sword hilt, and drew his blade, holding it horizontally across his chest while shouting for protection. The remaining soldiers, desperate to protect their master, rushed forward in increasing numbers. Those too far away drew their bows and fired arrows incessantly at Li Cunxiao.

But it was to no avail.

Li Cunxiao roared as he charged forward, using his body to deflect the arrows and rushing ahead like a whirlwind. His heavy footsteps shook the ground, an unstoppable force.

His massive hands swung like iron hammers, forcing the soldiers along his path aside, some even being swatted away with a single slap.

Soon, fewer than a hundred Liang soldiers remained standing, causing Zhu Youning's face to turn grim. These were brothers who had fought through life and death by his side; he would surely avenge those who had died or been wounded!

However, Li Cunxiao's Great Heavenly Rank strength was certainly not something he could handle in his current state.

Because in the eyes of a Great Heavenly Rank expert, the Middle Heavenly Rank and the Small Star Rank were no different.

To win, he could only rely on other means!

He only hoped that thing would take effect soon.

By now, Li Cunxiao had broken through the line of the remaining hundred soldiers and was less than ten meters from Zhu Youning. Over a hundred more soldiers were rushing from a hundred meters away, but they could not arrive in time, and even if they did, they might not be able to stop Li Cunxiao.

Although dozens of soldiers remained standing, they were clearly gripped by fear.

Li Cunzhong chuckled, not even glancing at the soldiers, and said disdainfully, "Zhu Youning, my tenth brother is the greatest warrior under heaven. Do you really think you can stop us with these shrimp soldiers and crab generals?!"

"Is that so?"

Catching him off guard, Zhu Youning aimed at the center of Li Cunxiao's brow and hurled a long spear.

Though Li Cunxiao was massive and could give the false impression of being dull-witted, he was actually quite fast, with sharp eyes and keen ears.

Seeing the spear flying toward him, Li Cunxiao's massive palm shot out, grabbing the head of the spear in mid-air.

"You think you can ambush my tenth brother with that kind of speed? You're still too green!"

Li Cunzhong gave a lewd smirk, brimming with confidence.

Li Cunxiao's thick fingers suddenly clamped down, and the spearhead in his palm was crushed out of shape.

He then opened his hand, letting the spear, its head now mangled into a lump, clatter to the ground.

This spear was Zhu Youning's weapon, no ordinary piece of steel; the spearhead was sharp and lethal, yet Li Cunxiao's palm remained completely unscathed.

"Truly worthy of being the world's greatest warrior." Seeing this, Zhu Youning couldn't help but offer praise, though his murderous intent remained undiminished.

Li Cunzhong smirked lewdly and said, "With my tenth brother's Great Heavenly Rank strength, combined with my own brilliant intellect, it would be futile even if you all attacked at once."

Hearing this, Zhu Youning's expression darkened right on cue.

"I didn't expect you two to be such a nuisance."

With that, Zhu Youning wore a look of feigned reluctance and gritted his teeth, saying, "It seems I have no choice but to unleash my trump card!"

Hearing this tone, Li Cunzhong actually feared Zhu Youning might have a hidden ace and couldn't help but grow vigilant.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Youning turned and bolted, but not before whispering a quick instruction to Wu Yi.

Li Cunzhong froze, only then realizing that Zhu Youning was trying to escape, but in the blink of an eye, the man had already vanished.

"He runs fast, doesn't he? Tenth brother, chase him!"

Li Cunxiao thumped his chest heavily, then took a massive stride, charging off in the direction of Zhu Youning's flight, causing the ground to tremble with every step.