Chapter 383: Chapter 383: Kill Them
The battle below the city wall gradually became one-sided.
Xu Baolin wielded a battle saber condensed from Wind Blades. When he unleashed his Gale Saber Technique, both his offense and defense were flawless—truly perfect.
In just a few minutes, Yan and his four men were covered in injuries.
"Damn it, Yan, what do we do!?"
The four from the Martial Soul Hall all looked toward Yan.
Of the five of them, Yan was the strongest, a Sixth-level Martial Spirit. Only his attacks were truly taken seriously by Xu Baolin.
Facing the other four’s attacks, Xu Baolin could easily block them with a casual slash, using a Saber Technique at most.
But when facing Yan’s attacks, Xu Baolin had to use the Giant Spirit Divine Power Secret Technique each time, causing a part of his body to swell in order to block the blow.
After all, within the Martial Spirit Realm, the gap between each level is vast.
Similarly, within the Martial Spirit Realm, the strength of a Sixth-level Martial Spirit was indeed much greater than that of a Fifth-level Martial Spirit.
Yan’s eyes flickered. After forcing Xu Baolin back with a palm strike, he roared, "Tu Gen, Han Jian! You two use your True Martial Souls and take him down with me!"
After someone from the Martial Soul Hall used their True Martial Soul, they would enter a period of weakness, which was extremely dangerous.
Therefore, unless it was a matter of life and death, they generally did their utmost to avoid using their True Martial Souls. Just like Yan now, who ordered Tu Gen and Han Jian to use their True Martial Souls but didn’t use his own.
Tu Gen and Han Jian were stunned for a moment, then they both gritted their teeth. "True Martial Soul!"
The two let out a low roar, their bodies twisting. A moment later, they had unleashed their True Martial Souls.
The bald man, Tu Gen, had a Tier Three Martial Soul: the Fire Cloud Staff.
Upon using his True Martial Soul, his body transformed into a white staff, over two meters long and as thick as the mouth of a bowl. Clusters of crimson fire clouds drifted across its surface, making it look as if it were burning.
As for Han Jian, his Martial Soul was a Tier Three Sword Martial Soul, the Thousand Blades Sword. After using his True Martial Soul, Han Jian’s body also transformed into a longsword, hovering in mid-air.
One sword, one staff—they both lunged fiercely at Xu Baolin.
"Giant Spirit Divine Power!"
Xu Baolin was well aware of how formidable a True Martial Soul was. Dropping his carelessness, he instantly activated his Secret Technique, and his entire body visibly swelled by a size.
If he hadn’t been wearing such loose robes, they likely would have burst from the expansion.
"Gale Saber Technique, Wind-Cutting Saber!"
Xu Baolin gripped the saber with both hands and slashed out. Violent Power and Primordial Power transformed into a piercing gale, incredibly knocking back both men in their True Martial Soul forms with a single strike!
"Hmph, don’t get cocky! You still have to deal with me!"
"Flaming Battle Wolf, Red Flame Bomb!"
Yan shouted and unleashed a Soul Technique.
He pressed his palms together, a crimson power gathering between them. It condensed into a red fireball a meter in diameter, which he then blasted toward Xu Baolin.
After launching the Red Flame Bomb, Primordial Power surged through his body as he himself pounced toward Xu Baolin.
"Gale Saber Technique, Hurricane Saber!"
Xu Baolin slashed out again. A condensed hurricane flew from his saber, instantly shredding the Red Flame Bomb before continuing toward Yan with undiminished momentum.
PFFT!
Yan’s Primordial Power was shattered by the slash, and he was sent flying backward.
However, just as Xu Baolin was about to press his advantage, the sword and staff managed to nullify the power from his previous strike and attacked once more.
The four were once again locked in a fierce battle.
Tu Gen and Han Jian had unleashed their True Martial Souls, Yan was a Sixth-level Martial Spirit, and Xu Baolin maintained the effects of his Secret Technique, Giant Spirit Divine Power.
The intensity of the battle once again rose to a new level.
It reached a point where the two Fourth-level Martial Spirits, Qingwa and his companion, were of no use and couldn’t even join the fray.
One had a Supporting Martial Soul and the other a Defense-type Martial Soul, but compared to the other four, their levels were too low. Even if they used their True Martial Souls, they likely couldn’t provide much help.
"Qingwa! You two get on the city wall, kill that Chu Qingyun, and slaughter all the Great Xia Dragon Guards up there!"
After momentarily forcing Xu Baolin back, Yan suddenly looked toward Qingwa and the other man, shouting loudly.
"Hmm? Courting death!"
Xu Baolin’s eyebrows shot up. Wielding his battle saber, he spun around and charged toward Qingwa and the other man.
He had seized this opportunity with great difficulty and convinced Chu Qingyun to agree to take the Light Card to the Saint Extreme Sect. Naturally, he couldn’t let two Fourth-level Martial Spirits kill him now.
"Trying to stop them? It won’t be that easy! Block him!"
Yan, Tu Gen, and Han Jian launched another fierce assault, blocking Xu Baolin.
Qingwa and the other Fourth-level Martial Spirit exchanged a look, then both let out sinister smirks and lunged toward the city wall.
’Damn it...’
"Wind-Cutting Saber!"
A flash of anger crossed Xu Baolin’s face. His left arm swelled by another size, and he threw a sweeping punch that temporarily forced back Yan and his two companions. He then slashed out with his saber. The Power from the attack transformed into a gale, intercepting one of the Fourth-level Martial Spirits. The blast forced the man to retreat repeatedly, and he frantically used his Soul Techniques and Primordial Power to resist the powerful strike.
Meanwhile, the other Fourth-level Martial Spirit, Qingwa, seized the opportunity to dash to the base of the wall, leaping up and landing directly on top of it.
Seeing Qingwa land across from them, the faces of the thirty-some remaining Great Xia Dragon Guards on the wall changed drastically, their hearts leaping into their throats.
Facing a Fourth-level Martial Spirit, if they were at their peak, a few of them might have had a chance to escape.
But now, having only recovered a fraction of their Primordial Power and Physical Strength, they had no chance of escaping from a Fourth-level Martial Spirit.
And to top it all off, Qingwa’s Soul Techniques were Control-type!
"Hehehehe..."
"I’m sure you heard Yan’s orders. Our target is only Chu Qingyun. Hand him over, and we’ll spare your lives."
Qingwa’s face was hidden beneath his hood as he let out a series of dark, low chuckles.
’Yan and the other two probably wouldn’t be a match for that Great Xia Grand Commander, even if they fought to the death. Qingwa had seen that long ago.’
’Therefore, this assault on the County City was doomed to fail.’
’But failing to take the city didn’t matter. Qingwa no longer cared about that. He had a new plan: capture Chu Qingyun alive and present him to the Hall Master.’
’The Hall Master had personally ordered Chu Qingyun’s death, so he must hate the man to his very core.’
’As long as he could capture Chu Qingyun alive and deliver him to the Hall Master, he should be able to atone for their failure. He might even get a reward out of it.’
’As for the thirty-some Small Spirit Realm cultivators, Qingwa paid them no mind. He didn’t want to waste time killing them. After all, Yan and the other two were in a tough fight, and there was no telling how long they could last.’
’Besides, the other Fourth-level Martial Spirit had only been blocked by Xu Baolin’s attack, not killed.’
’Qingwa had no intention of letting him steal the credit.’
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