seattlejaycees Chapter 954 - 810: Good San
Chapter 954 - 810: Good San
The hundreds of Demon Riders present had thick skins and strong bodies, threatening to be the greatest menace.
Tong Mingshan used his extremely fast speed with True Fire to shuttle back and forth, attacking repeatedly. Anyone who tried to block him was flipped over when touched, but once the Escape Technique rushed into this densely packed crowd from all directions, facing various aggressive attacks, it became very easy to crash into obstacles everywhere, significantly reducing the efficiency of the Escape Technique.
If not for his cultivation having reached the Earth Immortal Upper Realm, along with the protection of his Battle Armor, allowing him to withstand a certain level of attack to some extent, he wouldn't have been able to move forward.
Although Wu Jinliang's attack wasn't as efficient as Tong Mingshan's True Fire, he had the advantage of Qilin A San's high-speed agility. A San could run upside down in the air, run sideways, and even vault backward from various angles, dodging left and right with ease. In short, he could dodge without blind spots, as long as the person riding him could handle it.
Moreover, Wu Jinliang could truly take a beating, and Qilin A San could also take a beating. Amid the waves of siege, they bravely fought and chased the Demon Riders.
After Tong Mingshan joined, the two teamed up, causing a massive threat to the hundreds of Demon Riders, and within a short time, more than half of them had fallen at their hands.
This was a loss rate unprecedented by the West Ox Team, and Niu Qian in front of the Mirror Image gasped coldly.
An Wuzhi maneuvered constantly charging Fire Chains from the Flame Stele, while Zhu Xiangxin inside the stele controlled attacks with these chains in all directions, and Wu Hong also hid inside her stele.
Especially An Wuzhi and Zhu Xiangxin's combat techniques, were evidently becoming increasingly practiced, with the attacking power of their cultivation techniques gradually exerting greater force.
In the distance, Chai Wenwu and Old Chai, mixed amongst the enemies, smeared their faces with blood, shouting to attack and kill Wu Jinliang and the others. They darted around the crowd but avoided getting close to the central melee.
As for Xiao Sheng, nobody knew where he was. Zhu Xiangxin showed concern at one point, but Wu Jinliang said not to worry, claiming it was safest for Xiao Sheng not to reveal himself with the rest.
Under such siege, the people of the Mingshan Sect surprisingly held off the assault of thousands steadily, continuously cutting down enemy forces, leaving Manxi deeply impressed by the formidable combat power displayed by the Mingshan Sect group.
The troubling fact was that when the Mirror Image was raised for observation, it revealed more forces from all directions rapidly approaching.
Forces from Nanshan, East Victory, and West Niu abandoned caution and concern for ambushes along the way, collectively receiving orders to charge at full speed toward this location, having reached a temporary consensus: attack the Heavenly Court forces on sight.
No matter the outcome, weakening one faction first would ease future considerations during power struggles.
Even the Heavenly Court Team was rushing to the scene urgently. Due to the close distance initially, although they faced opposition from three factions, they managed to match numbers for now, with the scale of the chaotic battle visibly expanding rapidly.
By this time, Yan Zhili also arrived at the center of the vortex of battle, observing Wu Jinliang and Tong Mingshan slaughtering Demon Riders from afar, yet he remained hidden, not stepping forth.
Firstly, he watched the Demon Riders being slaughtered, secondly, he dared not act presumptuously, given the recent event where Tong Mingshan and Wu Jinliang had jointly suppressed him.
Not long after, Feng Yin finally arrived, having been scolded into coming.
He was frustrated with Luo Que, still searching for Luo Que everywhere, and disobeyed orders from Niu Qian after they were issued.
Upon seeing the substantial losses of Demon Riders, Niu Qian truly grew angry, questioning if Feng Yin wanted the Royal Court to summon the Phoenix Clan chief.
This statement brought Feng Yin to his senses, forcing him to rush over in aid.
Once he arrived, the battlefield's situation instantly reversed; his body emitted brilliant radiance, bursting into 'Fire Prison God Suppression Stele,' swiftly disrupting the attack from the Flame Stele as it collapsed. Zhu Xiangxin, along with Wu Hong, evaded in panic, immediately falling into siege by others.
As Feng Yin twisted his head, he flashed to intercept the tunneling light's front. His radiance intensified, instantly stifling the speed of the tunneling light; Tong Mingshan revealed his form and was besieged by others rushing in.
Wu Jinliang was greatly shocked upon seeing this, realizing it was over; without escape, none could flee. He promptly tapped A San saying, "As long as the green hills remain, there's no fear of lacking firewood. Let's leave, A San, let's retreat first."
For him, rather than everyone being lost here, it's better if more could escape.
Most Demon Riders capable of racing with A San's speed were taken care of, so there was still a chance to escape. This was also Shi Chun's instruction before leaving.
Unexpectedly, A San disdainfully replied, "Master asked me to stay, to help you break through; I'm not here to help you escape. If anyone is to escape, they should lead the breakthrough first; you can cover the retreat."
With pride, without fear, directly rejecting Wu Jinliang's mana guidance, it acted independently, dodging amid the chaotic attacks.
Wu Jinliang wanted to curse its ancestor; his tunneling speed worked when there were few people, but in this crowded, attacking area, even Tong Mingshan was outshone, let alone him.
Unable to reason with this beast momentarily, realizing the unfavorable situation, he suddenly laughed loudly to the sky, "Good A San, I was just testing your courage. Well, if you're unafraid of death, then follow me to the kill!" He abruptly brandished his knife towards Feng Yin holding down Tong Mingshan, shouting fiercely, "Birdman, Grandpa is coming!"
As he shouted, he performed mana guidance towards A San.
Seeing him suddenly become fierce again, watching him aim for Feng Yin, A San turned to glance at him, somewhat uneasy with his recognition, yet swiftly maneuvered in coordination.
Wu Jinliang swung his blade wildly, driving back many, steering A San directly toward Feng Yin for an assault.
For him, the matter had reached a point where they had to first engage Feng Yin, allowing Zhu Xiangxin and Tong Mingshan to regroup. Otherwise, without their attack and defense divine skills, they couldn't withstand such encirclement.
With A San's speed added and its endurance, Feng Yin's speed couldn't compare, indeed getting entangled by him, helping Tong Mingshan escape smoothly.
The price of entanglement was that the 'Mad Demon Transformation' on Wu Jinliang was weakened by the radiance.
Fortunately, it couldn't weaken A San's speed, nor his Battle Armor or the Treasure Robe he wore underneath.
Meanwhile, Qilin A San seemed unusually interested in teasing Feng Yin, bouncing lively all around him.
However, Feng Yin's formidable cultivation remained, getting close to him like this was courting danger, and very soon he twisted, grabbing Wu Jinliang's chopping sword, thrusting it forcefully, the handle crashing against Wu Jinliang's chest, knocking him off Qilin A San in one go.
Feng Yin ignored A San and directly flashed to Wu Jinliang's front. Surrounded by the former's radiant light, the latter couldn't even use his escape technique and was caught off guard, resulting in his arm being grabbed by Feng Yin.
Using the Sky Splitting Sword as a regular treasure sword, Feng Yin thrust it straight towards Wu Jinliang's unmasked face, intending to pierce through his head, daring him to continue his defiance.
However, Wu Jinliang had been waiting for an opportunity to get close, and wouldn't sit idly by. He raised his other arm to block, causing sparks to fly off the sword blade on the metal armband, and taking advantage of the situation, he swiftly grabbed Feng Yin's sword-wielding wrist.
Feng Yin sneered, mocking Wu Jinliang's overestimation of himself, relying on battle armor to block attacks might be passable, but daring to match cultivation was asking for death.
With Wu Jinliang already in his grasp, that set of battle armor turned into decoration, and Wu Jinliang became prey for Feng Yin to toy with.
However, Feng Yin's smile suddenly stiffened.
Wu Jinliang merely grabbed Feng Yin's wrist but abruptly pushed away with a strike using Demon Dispel Hand.
His Demon Dispel Hand hadn't reached Shi Chun's level of attacking at a distance; it still required close contact to be effective.
Wu Jinliang wasn't sure if his move had any effect.
He knew well that close combat with, someone like Feng Yin, was dangerous; it was like an egg hitting a rock.
Yet he was clearer that Shi Chun's plan had failed, instead of causing them to turn on each other, the surrounding attackers multiplied.
Feeling cornered, he was compelled to take a chance, understanding that unless he fought back, none of the Tong Mingshan group might escape.
Of course, he could abandon Tong Mingshan's group, and escape solo on A San; with A San's agility and speed, there might be a chance to flee.
Unfortunately, A San didn't listen to him, and it was regrettable that Wu Jinliang admired this beast.
Feng Yin's smile stiffened as his eyebrows raised, using force to twist Wu Jinliang's arm, intending to break it. Midway, the metal armband caught and stopped the twist.
Unwilling to relent, Feng Yin attempted to turn Wu Jinliang over and finish him.
Unexpectedly, Wu Jinliang scattered a handful of white ash.
Feng Yin was startled, unsure of what trick this was, instinctively kicking Wu Jinliang's side, sending him flying.
Quickly dodging the white ash, Feng Yin disregarded it, feeling a bizarre force from his hand spreading uncontrollably within.
Feeling afflicted by something, panic-stricken, Feng Yin revealed his true form—a dazzling, colorful phoenix, strikingly conspicuous under the battlefield's fiery light, emitting radiant flashes as it flew away.
This scene caught the attention of many.
Qilin A San caught the flung Wu Jinliang.
Seeing Feng Yin's state, Wu Jinliang realized the Demon Dispel Hand had worked. He promptly raised his lowered long blade, commanding, "A San, kill!"
At this moment, they couldn't allow the opponent any chance to recover. Wu Jinliang knew his Demon Dispel Hand was crude and the scattered white ash was merely ordinary powder, a ruse in panic to scare Feng Yin, naturally seizing the chance to press the attack.
A San was more than willing to tackle Feng Yin, immediately charging forward again.
"Stop him!" Feng Yin screamed in his true form, vaguely realizing why those Demon Riders were disrupted by Wu Jinliang, feeling chaotic within himself.
Overall, Feng Yin escaped ahead while Wu Jinliang aggressively pursued, slashing wildly, relentlessly chasing Feng Yin.
This scene astounded many, catching the eyes of Manxi and Mulan Jin, who turned to look, exchanging bewildered glances.
Yet the situation quickly flipped, and after a brief chaos, the phoenix's radiant glow contracted suddenly. Feng Yin resumed human form, bearing a vicious expression, turning fiercely to charge at Wu Jinliang.
Wu Jinliang, being perceptive, steered the mount to flee.
After surveying the battlefield, Manxi used the Mother-child Talisman to report to Shi Chun: The three factions hadn't turned on each other, continuing to reinforce the siege; Wu Jinliang's group seemed unlikely to break through.
Inside the Fan Sleeve, Shi Chun was stunned upon reading the message. Trapped by Luo Que, yet the three teams remained unmoved?
Shi Chun was bewildered, not understanding the situation.
Unaware, Luo Que promptly fled after capturing Shi Chun.
No matter the specifics, the immediate problem was that Wu Jinliang and the others couldn't break through, facing inevitable peril.
Reflecting on this, Shi Chun shifted his gaze to Feng Chi and others. Attempting further contact with Chu Jingtang in the Netherworld to arrange for them seemed too late.
Those few people weren't valuable enough to risk exposing the Netherworld's secret, inevitable unconsciousness followed by arrangements to avoid harm, otherwise, they'd succumb to Yin Qi; what purpose would sending them to the Netherworld serve?
Feng Chi tentatively asked, "Master, what's wrong?"
Shi Chun solemnly stated, "I now need to break out of this Fan Sleeve, there's a battle outside; you must plan to protect yourselves, escape if you must, quickly cover your faces, perhaps it'll make it easier to avoid calamity!"
The situation was dire; having said all he could, Shi Chun flipped his hand, summoning the 'Beidou Rejection Spirit Umbrella', preparing to directly unleash a grand array inside Fan Sleeve, not believing that Luo Que's mere Earth Immortal realm Fan Sleeve could contain its deployment.