69novels Chapter 963 - 818: Shi Chun Really Can Endure
Chapter 963 - 818: Shi Chun Really Can Endure
As the words were spoken, Feng Yin's men arrived.
As soon as he arrived at the scene, his gaze quickly caught Shi Chun struggling in difficulty. Seeing Shi Chun vomiting blood and unable to hold on, Feng Yin felt relieved. In his heart, he couldn't help mocking Luo Que.
On the way here, he received news of Luo Que's death. He was surprised; why would someone already seriously injured run back to court death?
Seeing Shi Chun truly unable to hold on, Feng Yin didn't want to delay any longer. Fearing unforeseen changes, his gaze swiftly locked onto the sole stumbling block—Yan Zhili!
Yan Zhili similarly saw Feng Yin as the last stumbling block.
The situation was clear—Dongguo Shou was out, Su Jikuan was dead, and now Luo Que was also dead. The ones who could change the tide of battle with personal strength were almost just the two of them.
For both, as long as they eliminated the other, even if Shi Chun escaped, the situation would be one-sided!
Thus, neither hesitated; as their gazes met, killing intent surged forth.
Yan Zhili appeared to make no moves, yet Feng Yin sensed something amiss. Suddenly, a resplendent glow burst from Feng Yin's body, revealing grids of flowing light manifesting around him.
Seeing this, Feng Yin shouted, "How dare you launch a sneak attack, you despicable, shameless ally!"
In the moment he spoke, the grids of flowing light seemed to rapidly melt, the condensed Silver Radiance Assassins melting away like candles, unable to gather attack power, struggling even to approach Feng Yin. The suppression of Phoenix Divine Light was evident.
Meanwhile, Feng Yin had already conjured the Sky Splitting Sword from thin air.
At this moment, there was no time for restraint, so he directly swung the sword down. Just the starting motion was enough to frighten the East Victory Army behind Yan Zhili into hurried retreat.
Who would've thought Yan Zhili, facing the might of the Sky Splitting Sword, did not evade. With a cold glance, three streaks of red light instantly invaded the Phoenix Divine Light's range, also showing suppression signs but melting much slower, delivering three red light waves under the pressure.
The three red lights swiftly transformed into three crimson Dharma Kings, simultaneously attacking Feng Yin from three directions.
Unfortunately, this scene was obscured by too many figures above; the five mirrors' viewers could not see it, or they'd surely be shocked.
Feng Yin was indeed surprised, almost doubting if his peripheral vision was mistaken. Normally, Soldier Resolution Technique requires cultivation at the Heavenly Immortal Minor Realm to produce one Dharma King. But the opponent, at the Earth Immortal Great Success Realm, managed to conjure three?
Only now did he understand that all four major sects in the Cultivation World are harboring treacherous intents. Though they appear calm like great sects, they indeed wanted to make a grand appearance at the end. Each disciple sent forth was holding vicious moves, viciously atop vicious.
Admittedly, their Divine Clan was the most straightforward.
Naturally, he didn't consider himself inferior to them.
Yet at this point, his sword mid-swing had to retract, else his arm might hit a Dharma King's blade. With a quick dodge, the Sky Splitting Sword clashed like an ordinary treasure sword, blasting aside an attack.
Boom, forcibly shattering that Dharma King.
Under the suppression of Phoenix Divine Light, the power of Soldier Resolution Technique indeed greatly diminished.
However, as long as the Primordial Lord controlling them remained, the magic soldiers and Dharma Kings, devoid of life, wouldn't die. They quickly revived at the side, joining the attack again.
The three Dharma Kings tightly entangled Feng Yin, giving no chance for the Sky Splitting Sword to unleash its power, collapsing and reviving repeatedly.
Upon achieving their aim, Yan Zhili ordered sternly, "Don't be afraid of his Sky Splitting Sword; it has limited uses. Now is the opportunity, everyone attack together, surround him!"
Someone remarked, "The West Niu's forces likely won't remain idle."
Yan Zhili replied, "That's exactly what we want; if they join the fray, even if the Sky Splitting Sword changes hands, it won't dare act recklessly. Once the scale of the battle rises, under massive pressure, Feng Yin's Phoenix Divine Light is merely for show. Leave someone to liaise with the commander and convey my intentions."
He left one phrase unsaid—that his Soldier Resolution Technique, between real and unreal, did not fear such pressure and could coexist with it. It was precisely a strange method for large-scale slaughter.
Having spoken, he waved his sole arm and shouted loudly, "No need to hesitate; everyone charge together!"
With that, he was the first to dash out, directly embracing a Dharma King, merging into one, disappearing as if into thin air.
Meanwhile, the other two Dharma Kings also crumbled into oblivion.
Feng Yin turned his head, swinging his sword to strike the Dharma King fused with Yan Zhili, slashing across the air. He didn't believe Yan Zhili could vanish; he must be using a Dharma Aspect to conceal his true body.
Bang, a sound like muffled thunder ripping across the sky, the jagged crack left by the Sky Splitting Sword was alarming.
Yet as Feng Yin struck with his sword, the Dharma King suddenly emitted two clones, each going its separate way.
Feng Yin, aware of potential tricks, could only continue slashing at the Dharma King fused with Yan Zhili.
Bang, the space-rending crack like deafening thunder obliterated the Dharma King into nothingness.
But in an instant, it gathered anew from the void, and the three Dharma Kings came entwining again, quickly weaving around Feng Yin, attacking within the Phoenix Divine Light's range; as they appeared and disappeared, red lines connected the three Dharma Kings.
Their bodies continuously melted by the divine light yet simultaneously healing, quickly weaving and crossing, sometimes merging and separating, making Feng Yin unable to discern the true from the false.
Despite such, Yan Zhili's act was tantamount to gambling with his life; once his true body was discovered, it would be perilous, or the enemy might relentlessly strike with the Sky Splitting Sword.
Feng Yin knew this rascal intended to deplete his mana using the Sky Splitting Sword, which had already drained his mana amidst anxiety with the previous strike.
Hence, he didn't wish to waste mana, striving to discern which Dharma Aspect concealed the true body amidst the struggle.
Unbeknownst to him, he had already fallen into the trap.
Yan Zhili seemed to have anticipated he would do this.
"Kill!"
The East Victory Army also shouted boldly and fearlessly, charging forth with Yan Zhili leading by example, personally engaging Feng Yin. Seeing him in action, they naturally felt no fear.
With the attack initiated, how could the West Niu demons stand by and watch their leader be besieged?
"Kill!"
With a high shout, the horde of demons charged fiercely, and tens of thousands of troops from both sides clashed violently together.
Receiving the report, East Victory Commander Wei Mo, aware of Yan Zhili's plan, immediately ordered all troops to hurry over and provide support, determined to form a massive battle array to trap Feng Yin, using the advantage of trapping Feng Yin's divine light.
Upon learning of the battle's onset, the forces from the West Niu were also ordered to fully support the effort.
As both sides clashed like raging waves, Feng Yin immediately realized something was wrong; the advantage of the Sky Splitting Sword was suppressed, as everyone around was one of his own, and making a move might harm allies.
The divine light on his body suddenly retracted, revealing a layer of lustrous flames enveloping his body, like a budding lotus blossom.
Without the suppression of the divine light, the three Dharma Aspects launched a full attack, but from the flames surrounding Feng Yin flew out petal-like shapes bright as peach blossoms or feathers, in peach blossom color, the size of grinding discs, shooting out like flying blades, carrying flames, their continuous onslaught like three flying dragons crashing onto the three Dharma Aspects.
This technique was precisely the Phoenix Clan's 'Feather Flame Saber', continuously bombarding the three Dharma Aspects, trying to turn passivity into initiative, forcing Yan Zhili's true body to emerge.
Feng Yin, with the Sky Splitting Sword raised in his other hand, was ready, poised to kill once the true target showed itself, without concern for collateral damage to nearby allies.
The three Dharma Aspects' attacks were even more powerful, but layers of the endless Feather Flame were broken through one after another, continuously coming in succession.
The East Victory troops attempting to exploit the opportunity for a sneak attack on Feng Yin were also driven back by the swirling 'Feather Flame Saber'.
The approaching West Niu demon cultivators were also repelled by the suddenly appearing Silver Radiance Assassin.
The entangled sides were once again locked in stalemate, observing and waiting for an opportunity to decide the outcome, ready to exploit the first sign of a flaw.
Suddenly, West Niu and East Victory troops clashed fiercely again, leaving the Nanshan forces stunned. They obviously didn't believe the West Niu demons were there to help them, and no one wanted to get involved in that side's battle.
They were indeed reluctant to get involved, but Shi Chun's eyes were glowing.
Since killing Luo Que, the Nanshan people seemed to grow suspicious about seizing the prize, leading the killing intent to seemingly dwindle, sustained only by his feigned death keeping the interest of some people.
Now it's better; the murderous intent of those two sides is even stronger.
It's not hard to imagine what he capable of pretending to be on the verge of death until now would do next.
Naturally, he stumbled his way into the mixed battle between West Niu and East Victory troops.
Indeed, dozens of Nanshan troops followed Shi Chun into the battle formation, only to find that neither side cared who they were; as long as they weren't of their own, they were targets, immediately feeling pressured, glancing around for colleagues' opinions, only to discover everyone else stopped outside just staring blankly.
A group realized their own foolhardy move, sweating profusely, promptly yielding to reason, suddenly abandoning the chase of Shi Chun and instead joining forces to fight their way back out.
Shi Chun, who rushed into the mixed battle between East Victory and West Niu, realized upon entry that this was not at all like being chased by Nanshan troops before; previously Nanshan just needed to gang up on him, but here two sides were beating each other to death, with many people injured.
In short, he indulged in absorbing the killing aura, but others were absorbing it even more delightfully.
A vast amount of blood aura like a rainbow came towards the blade in his hand.
Shi Chun could feel the evil spirit in the knife trembling with excitement, so much that he could hardly hold onto the hilt.
In the Central of the Heavenly Court Team, though unable to see the battle under the dense crowd of soldiers, a report from scouts was received, conveying the stalemate between Yan Zhili and Feng Yin.
Manxi, knowing Mulan Jin had some concern for Yan Zhili, passed on the news.
Mulan Jin appeared visibly shocked upon hearing this, not expecting that Yan Zhili had actually cultivated three Dharma Kings, and after pondering for a moment, slowly remarked, "Without the Sky Splitting Sword, Feng Yin would have already been defeated…"
Manxi didn't understand, "What do you mean?"
Mulan Jin didn't explain further, though he understood well; since Yan Zhili had cultivated three Dharma Kings, it marked the achievement of 'Four Elements Unification'. Without fear of the Sky Splitting Sword's threat, Feng Yin couldn't withstand Yan Zhili's killing move.
Seeing his silence, Manxi sensibly refrained from further inquiries, glanced at the mirrored image, and clenched his fist with a sigh, "Shi Chun is truly resilient!"
Constantly worried, always concerned, yet the time dragged on too long, dragging to the point that he seemed no longer nervous, seemingly accustomed.
Meanwhile, Shi Chun grew less comfortable with holding the Blood Soul Blade; the blade continued to tremble, increasingly violent, several times nearly drawing him off course; if not for the sturdy armor, he'd have been doomed.
As he went to sheath the Blood Soul Blade, a sudden burst of sinister aura erupted from the blade, sweeping outward in all directions.
Where the aura passed, any wound erupted in a mist of blood.
Even Yan Zhili, distant, having lost an arm, was no exception.
A Dharma King erupted in a blood mist.
Feng Yin, wielding the 'Feather Flame Saber' in resistance, his gaze flickered, expression revealing ferocity, urgently swung the Sky Splitting Sword to strike.