Ural looked up at both sides of the canyon, his gaze sweeping over Lin Yuan, Qian Renxue, and Yue Guan Gui Mei. The Borisin behind him had all gripped their weapons tightly, and the remaining researchers in the camp quickly retreated behind the warriors. However, there was little tension on his face; instead, a mocking smile appeared on his lips.
"You barged into our camp and dared to stand out like that? I thought you had prepared something big. Turns out, you think you can keep us here with just a few of you?"
Hearing this, Lin Yuan wasn't angry at all; instead, he grinned. He slowly lowered the drawn Imperial Bow, his gaze falling on the Borisin behind Ural who were now in battle stance. His tone was as casual as if he were reminding someone of something perfectly ordinary. "Who told you that only a few of us came?"
Ural had just frowned when a muffled whooshing sound suddenly came from above the camp.
A dark shadow fell from the sky without any warning.
Ural reacted with lightning speed, raising his twin blades almost the instant the aura appeared. But before he could even see the newcomer's face, a hand covered in black and gold dragon scales slammed down from above. Terrifying power gathered between the five fingers, and the space itself seemed to be compressed at that moment. The ferocious might of the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King enveloped the entire canyon without reservation.
" Dragon God Claw!"
Di Tian's five fingers crashed down.
Ural crossed his twin swords in front of him to block the attack. With a deafening roar, both swords bent inwards simultaneously, and the ground beneath Ural's feet instantly cracked. His body, far stronger than that of an ordinary person, could not withstand the blow. He was sent flying like a cannonball, crashing through two wooden buildings before slamming into the mountainside behind him.
Large amounts of rubble rolled down the mountainside, and dust instantly engulfed half of the camp.
The expressions of the Borisin before, changed instantly. They clearly hadn't expected that there was such a powerful expert hidden among the enemy, and they certainly hadn't expected that Ural would be blasted away before he could even finish a sentence.
Lin Yuan gave them no time to reorganize their formation. Imperial Bow, and a blue-green arrow was already nocked.
"Do it!"
The moment the command was given, Yue Guan and Gui Mei charged out simultaneously.
Without any probing, the two unleashed nine Soul Ring from beneath their feet almost simultaneously. The Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum of Chrysanthemum Guan and the enormous ghostly shadow behind the Gui Mei intertwined, their Soul Power rapidly connecting, and the forces of black and white swept across the entire camp like a spreading tide.
" Two Extremes Stillness Domain!"
Bu Borisin was preparing to charge, suddenly froze.
Dozens of figures seemed to be nailed to the spot by an invisible force, their movements instantly slowed down. Lin Yuan had been waiting for this moment. The bowstring of the Imperial Bow vibrated, and several arrows shot down from the top of the cliff, specifically targeting the Borisin standing on the outermost edge.
The blue arrow pierced through the shoulder, knee, and chest, causing blood to splatter from the bodies of the Borisin. Ordinary injuries were not fatal to them at all; the torn flesh had even begun to heal rapidly. However, the Hunt power attached to the arrow remained in the wounds like a leech, tearing the newly grown flesh apart again.
"Roar!"
The ruins of the mountainside suddenly exploded.
Ural burst out from the rubble, his leather armor completely shattered, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, but the skin that had been torn by the Dragon God Claw was rapidly closing. He took in the situation in the camp at a glance, raised his head, and let out a deafening wolf howl.
That wasn't just a simple roar.
As if receiving some kind of command simultaneously, all the Borisin in the camp had their eyes quickly filled with blood, their muscles began to swell, and their already thick limbs stretched even longer. Thick wolf fur grew from under their skin, sharp fangs protruded from the corners of their mouths, and Abundance life force seemed to boil within them as if it had been forcibly ignited.
Moon Rage.
More than twenty Borisin simultaneously entered a state of Moon Rage.
The Two Extremes Stillness Domain continued to suppress their movements, but it could no longer completely stop their frantically struggling bodies. Several stronger Borisin defied the domain and took steps forward, their wounds healing at a visible speed. One of them, whose abdomen had just been pierced by an arrow, seemed to feel no pain at all and lunged forward again.
Seeing this, Lin Yuan immediately shouted down, "Don't try to wear them down! Moon Rage will weaken their pain perception; ordinary injuries won't really restrict their movement. Prioritize crippling their limbs and spine!"
Qian Renxue had already plunged down the cliff on the other side.
The Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul was fully unleashed, golden flames enveloping the longsword, which slashed at the shoulder of a Borisin. The opponent tried to forcefully block the blade with his arm, but the Angel Holy Sword sliced through the arm guard, leaving a deep, bone-revealing wound on his shoulder. The Borisin didn't even retreat; his other hand had already reached for Qian Renxue's waist, but his wrist was severed by a second golden sword light that followed closely behind.
On the other side, Di Tian has re-locked onto the Ural.
Ural clearly knew he could never defeat the man in black head-on. After activating Moon Rage, he stopped confronting Di Tian and instead kept changing direction by using the camp's buildings, trying to find an opportunity to break through the encirclement. But just as he rounded a stone house, the ground in front of him exploded without warning.
A huge, dark gold bear paw swept in from the side.
Ural only had time to raise his twin swords to his chest before he was sent flying again.
Xiong Jun's massive body smashed through the wooden wall at the back of the camp and strode into the battlefield, the Dark Gold Dreadclaw paws still gleaming with a sharp, cold light. He glanced at Ural, whom he had just swatted away, and grinned, revealing sharp fangs. "These are the things that hunt Soul Beast in the forest? I thought they'd be much harder to kill."
After Xiong Jun joined, the already vastly different combat strength between the two sides was completely out of balance.
Even the strongest regenerative abilities of ordinary Borisin cannot withstand a direct attack from Ferocious Beast. Every time Xiong Jun swung his Dark Gold Dreadclaw, he almost directly and severely injured a Borisin. Di Tian kept Ural under pressure, preventing him from supporting the others. Yue Guan and Gui Mei maintained their domain while continuously blocking retreat routes. Qian Renxue and the four Soul Saint were responsible for dealing with the enemies whose movements were restricted, while Lin Yuan stood on high ground and kept delivering the final arrow.
The existence of the Imperial Bow Borisin's most relied-upon recovery ability completely meaningless.
A Borisin's chest caved in after being struck by Xiong Jun. Just as the Abundance power began to repair the broken bones, a blue arrow pierced his heart. The Hunt power spread along the wound, and the wildly growing flesh and blood quickly stopped. The Bu Borisin staggered forward a few steps before finally collapsing heavily to the ground.
The battle lasted less than fifteen minutes, and by then, very few Borisin remained standing in the camp.
The last few Borisin attempted to force their way out of the canyon, but were stopped by the Scarlet King guarding the exit. Blazing flames blocked the way, and the three enormous heads simultaneously spewed crimson flames. As soon as the group broke through the sea of fire, they were defeated by Yue Guan and several Soul Saint working together.
Soon, only Ural remained in the entire camp, still putting up a resistance.
His Moon Rage state had been pushed to its limit, his body had swelled to nearly twice its original size, and his chest, abdomen, and back were covered with wounds, some of which even exposed bone. For an ordinary Soul Master, any one of these injuries would be enough to render them unable to fight, but Ural seemed to feel no pain at all, and continued to wield his twin blades with extreme ferocity.
Di Tian did not continue to kill.
They need survivors.
Ural clearly noticed this as well. He suddenly abandoned his defense, took the blow from Xiong Jun's palm, and used the momentum to rush towards the canyon exit. His broken sternum was rapidly repaired under the influence of the Abundance power, and he was even faster than before.
But he had only rushed a dozen meters when an arrow pierced his right knee.
A blue-green power erupted from the wound, and the joint that was just beginning to heal immediately lost control. Ural's body swayed, and one knee slammed heavily to the ground. Before he could get up again, Qian Renxue had already arrived from the side and kicked the battle knife out of his hand.
Gui Mei figure emerged from the shadows, and black chains instantly wrapped around Ural's arms.
Xiong Jun pressed a palm down on his back, slamming the still frantically struggling Borisin captain into the ground.
Ural roared as he tried to get up, his muscles bulging and his broken bones and torn wounds healing, but he couldn't even lift himself up in the face of Xiong Jun's strength.
Lin Yuan leaped off the cliff and landed steadily in front of him.
The surrounding area was littered with the corpses of the Borisin, and in the distance, the Black-Armored Rhinoceros, which was fixed to a metal frame, was still breathing weakly. Lin Yuan looked down at Ural, who was pinned to the ground, and did not rush to interrogate him. Instead, he raised the Imperial Bow and pressed the arrowhead against Ural's shoulder.
"Don't waste your energy. If you really want to die, I can grant your wish right now."
Ural raised his still bloodshot eyes and stared intently at him. The madness brought on by the Moon Rage had not completely subsided, but he already knew that the battle before him was completely over.
Lin Yuan put away the Imperial Bow and turned to look at the several stone houses that were deliberately sealed off deep in the camp.
"Seal everything up here, and don't touch a single thing."
As for him...
Lin Yuan took another look at the Ural Mountains.
"Take him back and ask him slowly."