Chapter 90: Slaying The Five Seas Realm Again
Li Weiyi’s figure blurred, like a gust of clear wind, catching up to the two Seven Springs Martial Cultivators who wanted to leave.
Amid flickering Sword Light, he severed both of them at the waist into two sections, blood splattering on the spot.
Not to mention the power to fight back, the two Seven Springs Martial Cultivators didn’t even catch sight of Li Weiyi’s figure. With such strength, who would dare believe he had only just Opened Eight Springs?
“Today, no one is getting out of this Mansion.”
Li Weiyi held his blood-drenched Sword, standing tall and proud before the three-zhang-wide Bronze Door, his gaze haughty as he swept over the dozens of Martial Way masters in the courtyard, exuding the momentum of one man guarding the pass against ten thousand.
Two Martial Way masters from Shi Gang wanted to flip over the Courtyard Wall to go report the news.
“Bang!”
“Bang!”
They had just leaped onto the over two-zhang-high Courtyard Wall when two bright and complex Formation Scripts materialized out of thin air in the space above the Courtyard Wall, striking both of them.
Amid screams of agony, the two fell back down, their bodies drenched in blood.
Their deaths were gruesome.
“Impressive, they actually triggered our Formation.” Shi Chuan Yu remained quite composed.
Yin Twenty-Four said: “I merely added a Talisman Seal inside the Formation Tower. Now the Formation enveloping the entire hundred-mu Mansion has completely lost control—whoever tries to break through will be attacked.”
All the gang members in the courtyard exchanged glances, their hearts instantly filled with panic.
Were these two ruthless people planning to kill them all?
Shi Chuan Yu gave Xu Changlin a subtle glance, then shouted loudly: “The Gate position is a gap in the Formation—Seven Springs Martial Cultivators can Break Through it. Whoever can kill their way out of Shi Gang Mansion and go to the Yang Clan for help will be rewarded with a Five Seas Pill.”
“Kill!”
Xu Changlin’s skin pores were all overflowing with Magic Energy, like a cloud mass forming. His momentum surged as he gripped the Thousand Jin Heavy Saber and charged toward Li Weiyi guarding the Gate.
Over a dozen Seven Springs Martial Cultivators each held Weapons and followed closely behind, their shouts of killing shaking heaven and earth.
Shi Chuan Yu then took out a Mirror-shaped Magic Tool to intercept Yin Twenty-Four flying down from the rooftop, buying time for Xu Changlin.
Yin Twenty-Four knew Li Weiyi was under immense pressure there, so he completely ignored Shi Chuan Yu, riding the wind over his head, arriving first despite starting later, and gracefully landing in the open space between Xu Changlin and Li Weiyi.
The Thousand Jin Heavy Saber swung down.
A zhang-long beam of Magic Energy light burst from the blade.
Yin Twenty-Four unleashed the Heavenly Wind Palm Technique, striking out with one palm, making the entire Heavens and Earth within dozens of zhang spin and revolve.
Meeting blade with palm, a gale howled.
“Boom!”
The Thousand Jin Heavy Saber flew out from above Xu Changlin’s head as if it were made of wood, slipping from his grasp.
Xu Changlin, a renowned Five Seas Realm Expert of decades, was struck by one palm to spit blood, flying backward like a broken kite. The Thousand Jin Heavy Saber followed, crashing to the Ground with a resounding thud.
Yin Twenty-Four pressed the advantage to Pursue and quickly kill him.
But Xu Changlin showed seasoned combat experience, his toes tapping the ground to swiftly steady himself. In a breath, his Sea of Qi roared “whoosh whoosh,” and he unleashed a fierce punch.
Shi Chuan Yu arrived holding the mirror, urging it with Magic Energy to shoot out a bowl mouth thick scorching beam.
Yin Twenty-Four struck with both palms, facing two Five Seas Realm foes head-on in a clash.
“Bang!”
Xu Changlin spat blood again, his face deathly pale, rolling across the ground like a gourd.
Shi Chuan Yu fared slightly better, the Mirror-shaped Magic Tool providing Defense; though his internal Magic Energy was shaken into disorder and his chest ached dully, he at least stayed on his feet, not as disheveled as Xu Changlin.
After Li Weiyi consecutively Killed three Seven Springs Martial Cultivators and deterred the Shi Gang experts, he saw Yin Twenty-Four unleash such a powerful Palm Technique. Amazed, another interesting thought crossed his mind.
The Heavenly Wind Palm Technique was the Fundamental Martial Arts of one of the Nine Kings, the Medicine King.
At her age of Sixteen Years Old, she had Cultivated this Palm Technique to Heavenly Law Integration, and might even have comprehended Battle Intent through it. That meant she had been practicing it since childhood, not starting only after joining the Hidden Sect.
Here was the interesting part: the Heavenly Law Integration Martial Arts that Yao Yin Cultivated was also the Heavenly Wind Palm Technique.
These two very likely both came from the Medicine Li Tribe, were about the same age, and Yin Twenty-Four had said too much around Yao Yin. Li Weiyi had reason to suspect they had known each other long before, and might even have a very good Relationship, merely pretending to be strangers due to their identities.
After all, Hidden People must Sever the past.
This thought flashed through Li Weiyi’s mind and vanished; no time to dwell as the situation in the courtyard changed again.
The group of blue-robed eunuchs guarding the Convoy Goods stood in a corner of the Front Courtyard, always like mere spectators, not joining the slaughter.
Most appeared calm, some with disdain and mockery in their eyes.
“This Chang Lin Gang is truly a rabble—can’t even handle two kids who just entered Five Seas Realm.” A Seven Springs Martial Cultivator around fifty sneered sinisterly.
The strongest among them, a middle-aged man who had Opened Eight Springs, said in a duck-like voice: “That girl is no simple matter—looks like a Five Seas from a Nine Springs Supreme Person’s Breakthrough, invincible in the Same Realm.”
“Invincible one-on-one—what’s the point? On the Battlefield, who fights you one-on-one? One charge, and they’re all crushed into Blood Mud.” Another blue-robed eunuch said.
“Let’s move—suppress and kill these two; the Goods we’re escorting can’t have any mishaps.”
Among the blue-robed eunuchs, the middle-aged Eight Springs man nodded, taking a over two-meter-long white Yin Banner from the cart, and roared: “All soldiers, listen up!”
“Draw blades, form ranks.”
“Shua!”
The thirty-three blue-robed eunuchs’ energy and spirit instantly sharpened; they drew identical standard-issue War Sabers from their waists, forming a Battle Formation of three rows and eleven columns.
They raised their blades to the sky, exuding a beauty born of perfect uniformity, every saber tip aligned on the same straight line.
The blade edges turned, all turning in unison.
Thirty-three people became like one person.
Under the urging of internal Magic Energy, Formation Scripts appeared on the blue robes of all thirty-three. In the Battle Formation formed by the thirty-three Formation Scripts, a deafening roar rang out.
A humanoid shadow wielding a Phoenix Beak Saber manifested above the Battle Formation, six or seven meters tall, releasing a soul-shaking aura.
All Martial Cultivators in the courtyard felt as if they were amid a thousand armies on the Battlefield, too scared to breathe. Even Shi Chuan Yu and Xu Changlin were momentarily stunned, looking toward the Battle Formation in the corner, feeling the pressure.
Yin Twenty-Four retreated to Li Weiyi’s side, his expression grave: “So you’re military personnel—looks like what’s in those boxes really isn’t simple.”
The Eight Springs middle-aged man holding the white Yin Banner said: “Surrender—before the Battle Formation, your bit of Cultivation is worthless.”
Yin Twenty-Four snorted coldly: “The Thirty-Three Character Departed Spirit Battle Formation, plus the Ghost General Yin Banner Magic Tool—indeed very tricky, but not enough to make me surrender.”
The banner-holding middle-aged man said: “An ordinary Thirty-Three Character Departed Spirit Battle Formation consists of three Seven Springs Martial Cultivators, ten Six Springs Martial Cultivators, ten Five Springs Martial Cultivators, and ten Four Springs Martial Cultivators, paired in a ladder formation. But look at us—do we have even one Four Springs Martial Cultivator?”
“Since she seeks death, send her on her way first.” A booming voice rang from the Battle Formation.
The banner-holding middle-aged man waved the Yin Banner.
“Shua!”
Yin Wind surged, malevolent ghosts howling.
The giant Ghost General above the Battle Formation charged out, its Phoenix Beak Saber slashing down fiercely.
Yin Twenty-Four’s expression changed slightly; without holding back, he formed a Palm Seal. Instantly, wind came from eight directions in the courtyard, his struck Palm Seal turning into a brilliant cloud of Palm Force.
The Phoenix Beak Saber shattered it like dry weeds, cleaving straight down toward her head.
Li Weiyi sensed trouble early and burst forward, slamming into Yin Twenty-Four, sending both tumbling several zhang away.
“Boom!”
The Phoenix Beak Saber smashed into the Ground, creating a deep pit, the blade fully embedded.
The two rapidly fled, dodging the Ghost General’s Pursuit.
Li Weiyi asked: “What’s going on? A bunch of Spring Gushing Realm Martial Cultivators who don’t seem that strong—how can their Battle Formation be this powerful? Probably even the entire Chang Lin Gang combined couldn’t match them.”
In Li Weiyi’s view, Chang Lin Gang’s strength was several times that of the blue-robed eunuchs.
The scene before him upended his understanding.
“Chang Lin Gang is just a rabble—how can it compare to the military?”
“With the same Cultivation Realm, Chang Lin Gang can only bully the weak, indulging in eating, drinking, whoring, and gambling. But military personnel train bitterly every day, fighting life-and-death battles on the Battlefield.”
Yin Twenty-Four continued: “Battle Formation soldiers train only one Blade Technique daily, achieving absolute uniformity—including energy, spirit, and Battle Intent. Didn’t you notice? When the Ghost General swung that saber, the thirty-three blue-robed eunuchs swung theirs simultaneously.”
“This absolute uniformity in Battle Technique is also called Heavenly Law Integration. It requires years, even decades of rigorous training.”
“With the aid of the Thirty-Three Character Formation Scripts, they become as one.”
“This is just a Thirty-Three Character Departed Spirit Battle Formation—if it were a thousand-character or ten-thousand-character level Battle Formation, their Battle Intent could even manifest as City, river and sea, Fire Plain, mountains, giants, dragon and phoenix, Starry Sky… In short, the military is invincible, not something individual power can Resist.”
Li Weiyi reflected: “Shouldn’t have underestimated them—should have Killed a few before they formed the Battle Formation.”
“I’ll break the Formation—the rest are yours!”
Yin Twenty-Four charged toward the Battle Formation of the thirty-three blue-robed eunuchs, slashing his wrist to urge the Three-headed Snake Bracelet with his own Blood, ready to test the power of the High-grade Magic Tool’s internal Blood Soul.
“All on me?”
Li Weiyi glanced toward the Mansion’s Bronze Door, seeing several Seven Springs Martial Cultivators Breaking Through the Formation. With no choice, he patted the Insect Tube, revealing his true trump card.
“Woo woo!”
Seven Phoenix Wing Moth Emperors vibrated their wings and flew out together, turning into seven colorful halos that, at astonishing speed, Killed all the Seven Springs Martial Cultivators trying to Break Through the Gate and escape.
Corpses fell scattered everywhere.
Over these twenty-plus days, after eating the five-hundred-year Rou Cong Rong, they had grown a bit more.
Li Weiyi had repeatedly measured their body lengths—they were just a tiny bit short of two inches.
“Fierce Insects—he’s actually a formidable Insect Tamer too.”
Shi Chuan Yu saw the seven Phoenix Wing Moth Emperors had extraordinary Combat Power, their wings faster than Magic Tool War Swords, Killing Seven Springs Martial Cultivators as easily as eating or drinking. And their speed was terrifying, not inferior to Five Seas Realm Martial Cultivators.
A legendary Insect Tamer could face an army alone or guard a City solo—how could Shi Chuan Yu not be shocked?
“Shua!”
He attacked Li Weiyi with the mirror.
The best way to deal with a Fierce Insect Swarm was to Kill the Insect Tamer.
“Swish! Swish…”
Five Phoenix Wing Moth Emperors flew from five directions, tracing winding arcs to surround and Attack Shi Chuan Yu.
The remaining two guarded the Gate, Killing all gang members who rushed over.
Shi Chuan Yu was no weakling; he swung the Mirror-shaped Magic Tool, swatting the first Phoenix Wing Moth Emperor away, smashing it heavily into a pillar of a distant Building.
The pillar snapped.
But that Phoenix Wing Moth Emperor flew back up from the ground in an instant like nothing happened, its body like cast gold and iron—its Defense so strong that ordinary Magic Tools couldn’t harm it.
“Sizzle!”
A Phoenix Wing Moth Emperor’s Membrane Wings slashed across Shi Chuan Yu’s arm, instantly cutting a one-inch-deep wound.
Followed by a second wound, a third…
Under the siege of five Phoenix Wing Moth Emperors, Shi Chuan Yu couldn’t defend at all, growing flustered with more and more wounds. The more he fought, the more horrified he became at Li Weiyi’s fearsomeness as an Insect Tamer, the thought of immediate Escape budding in his mind.
On the other side, Li Weiyi and Xu Changlin had already exchanged over a dozen moves.
Xu Changlin had been internally injured by Yin Twenty-Four earlier, and under Li Weiyi’s all-out Assault, he gradually fell into disadvantage.
“Boom!”
After a full-power clash of blade and Sword, both retreated.
Li Weiyi seized the chance, forming a Finger Seal with his hand to mobilize Magic Energy from his Feng Fu, unleashing his Strongest Strike with one finger.
Ci Hang Kai Guang!
Xu Changlin’s War Saber was too heavy to Swing Out in time, so he formed a Palm Seal, his internal Magic Energy surging wildly from his palm to collide with Li Weiyi’s finger.
“Pfft!”
Xu Changlin’s palm was pierced through.
A beam-like Finger Force penetrated the back of his hand, striking his chest and blasting a wine cup-sized transparent bloody hole.
Xu Changlin screamed miserably, staggering back.
He first looked at his shattered palm, then down at the penetrated chest, his pupils filled with Despair, before collapsing straight backward.
Li Weiyi, having clashed head-on with a Five Seas Realm, naturally didn’t have it easy either; Xu Changlin’s Palm Force sent him crashing through a wall, and only after a while did he painfully climb back up.
Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth as he walked to Xu Changlin’s Corpse, confirmed he was dead, and finally let out a long breath of relief.
Consecutively battling two Five Seas Realm foes had been extremely perilous, costing no small Price.
