Breaking Them One by One

Xu Yan's thoughts raced as he considered a countermeasure, his peripheral vision flicking to the side.

The two Nine Star Kui Island disciples at the fourth level of Pulse Opening had held down six people. Huangfu Ziyang had already killed one of the remaining independent cultivators; counting Xu Yan, there were eight left. Only then could they barely keep him occupied—they could not harm him in the slightest. If this continued, they would be broken one by one!

"Fighting me, and you still dare look around!"

Xu Yan had pondered for only a few breaths when Huangfu Ziyang seized the opening. The spear tip, wreathed in chilling lightning, lunged straight at his face. In an instant, it was before Xu Yan, about to pierce through his forehead.

Xu Yan's scalp prickled with terror!

The next moment, the Elephant Armor Robe on his Dao body burst with spiritual light. This high-grade Dharma artifact, for the first time since Xu Yan had put it on, showed its worth. An emerald mana wooden shield formed before him, stubbornly holding for several breaths before Huangfu Ziyang's tyrannical spear force shattered it.

The spirit stone within the Elephant Armor Robe's formation pattern exploded.

Xu Yan reacted swiftly as well. Dharma light burst from the spiritual veins throughout his body; veins bulged on his arm, and cracking sounds came from within his bones. He was about to unleash the Primordial Chaos Palm!

After three successive explosive cracks, pitch-black mana gathered in his palm like a vast, surging fog.

Xu Yan did not stop. A fourth crack rang out from the meridians in his arm, and pain flashed across his face. The four echoes of Primordial Chaos directly drained more than half the mana within him, while his blood and qi roiled furiously.

Within that Dharma palm, wind, thunder, and fire howled, shifting through endless transformations.

"Primordial Chaos Palm!"

The instant the Elephant Armor Robe's wooden shield shattered, Xu Yan's four echoes of Primordial Chaos struck out as well.

The tyrannical Primordial Chaos Mana beneath his palm transformed endlessly, containing the force of all myriad phenomena. The air beneath his palm was compressed until it buzzed, and shattered stones around them were blasted in every direction.

Boom!

The instant it met the spear tip, an explosion erupted.

Huangfu Ziyang stared at Xu Yan with shocked, trembling eyes. Even the long spear in his hand shook as though it were about to break. Xu Yan's divine ability possessed tremendous force; in just a few breaths, the spear was forcibly bent backward by the crushing pressure!

The mountain-toppling, sea-overturning Primordial Chaos Mana roared toward Huangfu Ziyang's face, blowing off his Dharma crown and sending his black hair flying.

At the same time, the Mystic treasure Dharma robe on his body automatically defended him. A golden barrier abruptly appeared, blocking the torrent-like Primordial Chaos Palm with a series of deafening bangs. Huangfu Ziyang staggered backward from the blow, staring at Xu Yan in disbelief. The latter was merely at the second level of Pulse Opening, yet the power of this divine ability far exceeded Huangfu Ziyang's expectations.

"My mana is nearly exhausted!"

Xu Yan sensed that the mana in his dantian and spiritual veins had run dry.

Yet at that moment, an ancient, dense surge of Mystic Qi and blood qi suddenly arose within his Dao body. Xu Yan sensed it and discovered that it was the lingering medicinal potency of the Dragon Breath Pill. Even after this premium Pulse Opening pill had opened the second barrier, its effects still retained some strength. Now that his spiritual veins were depleted, they began absorbing that remaining medicinal potency on their own.

Almost in the span of a breath, Xu Yan's meridians trembled like great drums, madly drawing in Mystic Qi.

"Kill those two fourth-level Pulse Opening disciples first."

The moment he gained a few breaths of respite, Xu Yan immediately seized the opportunity.

He used Chaos Step and flashed to the left. Three independent cultivators there were locked in fierce battle with a fourth-level Pulse Opening Nine Star Kui Island disciple. They were at a disadvantage, retreating step by step.

Xu Yan fiercely slapped his Qiankun Bag and brought out the Skull-Cracking Hammer!

The terrifying might of the Mystic treasure artifact was unleashed once more. The enormous hammer expanded to five zhang in midair and smashed down with savage force.

Xu Yan had launched a sneak attack from behind, and his strike was exceedingly swift.

The fourth-level Pulse Opening disciple instantly felt a chill crawl over his skin. When he turned his head, the giant hammer was already descending. His reaction was quick, and he immediately defended with all his strength. Unfortunately, unlike Huangfu Ziyang, he had no defensive Dharma robe. The hammer struck him directly, and he spat blood!

At the same time, Xu Yan gave him no chance to catch his breath. Ten Green Pattern Dharma Swords had already followed close behind.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—!

"Aah! Aah! Aah!"

Miserable screams rang out as the ten flying swords slashed down like a violent storm. Sword marks covered the disciple's body, blood splattering all over the ground. Soon after, his breath ceased.

The three independent cultivators, having gained an opening, did not stand around foolishly. They immediately flew over and joined the remaining battle.

Excluding Xu Yan, ten people surrounded Huangfu Ziyang from all directions.

Fang Che understood Xu Yan's intentions and acted at once. He went all out with his divine ability, joining the others in holding Huangfu Ziyang back. Then Xu Yan seized the chance and charged at the other fourth-level Pulse Opening Nine Star Kui Island disciple.

Break them one by one, then slowly wear Huangfu Ziyang to death!

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Ten Green Pattern Dharma Swords tore through the sky, rolling Primordial Chaos Mana radiating chilling power.

The disciple's eyes widened. He was entangled with three independent cultivators when he suddenly sensed killing intent descending from the sky. His hair stood on end as he shouted, "Young master, save me!"

Elsewhere, Huangfu Ziyang's face darkened.

Xu Yan had just sent him reeling with a single palm strike before so many people, and even his Mystic treasure Dharma robe had suffered some damage.

Now, with one disciple dead, he was being besieged by ten independent cultivators, and the pressure was mounting.

Moreover, with his Mystic treasure Dharma robe's defensive effects diminished, he could no longer attack as effortlessly as before. He feared his Dao body would be injured and expose a weakness.

"Useless trash! Figure it out yourselves!"

Besieged by ten independent cultivators, Huangfu Ziyang could not spare a hand. His face blackened as he shouted.

At the same time, Xu Yan's ten Green Pattern Dharma Swords had already descended, falling like a violent storm and forcing the Daoist back step by step. Together with the three independent cultivators, Xu Yan besieged the man. Seizing an opening, Xu Yan struck with the three echoes of Primordial Chaos, smashing his Dao body directly into a pulp of flesh and spraying blood everywhere.

Then the four of them wheeled around without pause and rejoined the battle.

At this moment, Huangfu Ziyang fought bloodily, his black hair flying wildly. Fury surged in his heart, and the lightning on his spear blazed brighter. Within a few breaths, he sent two weaker independent cultivators flying, killing them in midair.

The independent cultivators were greatly alarmed, fear filling their eyes.

Even under the siege of so many people, this young master could still kill several of them in return. It was truly terrifying.

"Do not be afraid, everyone! He is the only one left!"

Fang Che shouted loudly, steadying their emotions.

At the center of the small mountain, Huangfu Ziyang had killed until his eyes were red, like a ferocious tiger.

In the blink of an eye, his lightning spear thrust through again, piercing another independent cultivator straight through the chest. The cultivator's breath ceased on the spot.

At the same time, Xu Yan attacked from behind once more. He swallowed a Primal Qi Pill, and abundant Mystic Qi spread through his body, replenishing his depleted dantian and spiritual veins.

Crack, crack, crack, crack!

The four echoes erupted from his palm again, making hearts tremble. Mountain-toppling, sea-overturning Primordial Chaos Mana gathered once more. With one palm, Xu Yan enveloped a five-zhang area in every direction. Even the air howled beneath its terrifying Dharma power.

His feet did not stop moving. In a flash, he had arrived behind Huangfu Ziyang.

This palm was about to land solidly.

Huangfu Ziyang's Mystic treasure Dharma robe activated again, and a golden barrier rose up.

Boom!

The Primordial Chaos Palm struck the golden barrier. It held for only three breaths before shattering again, while the remaining force of the palm was still formidable as it slammed solidly into Huangfu Ziyang's back.

His Dao body was instantly sent flying. Huangfu Ziyang's eyes nearly split apart as he violently spat out a mouthful of blood. Fortunately, he was at the sixth level of Pulse Opening, and his physical body was formidable.

Huangfu Ziyang's Mystic treasure Dharma robe had dissipated most of the Dharma power in Xu Yan's strike. Otherwise, this young master would have been smashed to the point that his soul scattered on the spot!

Xu Yan gave him no time to catch his breath, controlling the ten flying swords as they attacked.

The remaining independent cultivators surged forward as well!