High Martial Arts: Enlightenment after Practices

Chapter 391: Chapter 391: Priest

Hong Nianyi’s Long Saber was already half an inch out of its sheath. Her Sword Intent was restrained, but Xu Wuyi could feel the sharp edge, coiled and ready to strike.

At the bottom of the valley, You Sicheng opened his eyes.

At the canyon entrance, a tall figure was the first to charge in.

It was the Wolfman Priest.

He stood over two and a half meters tall, his entire body covered in thick, dark cyan fur, with knotted muscles underneath.

He wore crude Bone Armor, a Skull Crown on his head symbolizing his status as a Priest, and metal gauntlets on his hands, the tips of their claws glinting with a dark light.

His eyes were crimson, and right now they burned with the flame of fury.

Behind him, ten Wolfman War Generals followed close behind, each fully armed and brandishing a Heavy Axe or Long Saber, their killing intent palpable.

The Priest moved quickly, but his pace slowed slightly after entering the canyon. His beastly instincts kept him on high alert in the narrow terrain, his crimson eyes scanning the rock walls on either side.

But he didn’t stop.

Rage had overcome his caution.

The mine had been destroyed and the precious Scarlet Blood Star Iron ore contaminated. This was a grave dereliction of duty. He had to capture the culprits to answer to his superiors.

The squad continued deeper.

One hundred meters, two hundred meters, three hundred meters...

When the Priest stepped into the middle of the canyon, with neither the entrance nor the exit in sight, Hong Nianyi’s voice sounded in the comms:

"Go."

Lin Jue pressed the detonation key.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Six muffled bangs erupted simultaneously from different points along the canyon’s rock walls.

They weren’t explosions, but high-frequency shockwaves.

The runic traps had triggered the structural stress deep within the rock strata. Huge chunks of rock broke off the walls and collapsed, smashing down into the valley floor.

"It’s an ambush!" the Priest roared. Dark cyan Protective Gang Qi erupted from his body, shattering the falling rocks.

But the War Generals behind him weren’t so lucky.

The falling rocks blocked the path forward and back, trapping the entire squad in a narrow, hundred-meter-long stretch and throwing their formation into disarray.

This was the moment.

Xu Wuyi and Hong Nianyi leaped from the rock wall at the same time.

From a height of forty meters, the two fell like meteors. But just before landing, they adjusted their posture in unison, their Qi and Blood erupting as they landed steadily on the rocky valley floor, kicking up a ring of dust.

The Priest spun around, his crimson eyes locking onto the two of them.

"Humans... Martial Artists..." His voice was hoarse and grating, thick with hatred. "Was it you who destroyed the mine?"

Hong Nianyi didn’t answer.

She simply took a step forward, her Long Saber now fully drawn.

A faint golden Sword Intent flowed along the blade. With a simple upward slash, a crescent-shaped Sword Gang tore through the air, cleaving toward the Priest’s face.

Fast, precise, and ruthless.

No fancy flourishes, only ultimate sharpness.

The Priest roared and swung his right claw, a dark cyan Claw Gang colliding with the Sword Gang.

CLANG—!

The explosive clang of metal on metal reverberated through the canyon, shaking loose rocks from the walls.

The Sword Gang shattered, but the Priest was also forced back half a step, a faint white mark appearing on his gauntlet.

A flicker of shock and doubt crossed his eyes.

’This human woman clearly only has the aura of a War General Level. Why is her Sword Gang so condensed?’

Before he could think further, Xu Wuyi’s attack arrived.

The Meteor Iron Long Spear shot out like a flood dragon emerging from its cave. A point of Dark Gold Flame condensed on its tip as it thrust toward the Priest’s chest. This strike lacked the flourish of Hong Nianyi’s Sword Gang, but it was heavier, more profound. The Spear Momentum was like a toppling mountain, utterly overwhelming.

The Priest blocked with his left claw.

The instant the spear tip collided with the gauntlet, the Dark Gold Flame erupted, its high temperature scorching the runes on the gauntlet’s surface.

The Priest felt a scorching, domineering power travel up his left arm, leaving the entire limb numb.

"Great Success in Heart Image?!" he finally realized, both shocked and furious.

The Federation’s Human Race were neighbors of the Celestial Wolf Civilization, and a formidable enemy with over a hundred "Divine Beings." The Werewolf Race naturally had some understanding of the human Martial Artists’ cultivation system.

He not only knew of the "Heart Image," but also that once a human achieved Great Success in Heart Image, they would soon become a powerhouse on par with their "Priest" level.

’These two humans have both achieved Great Success in Heart Image! And their foundations are terrifyingly solid!’

Just then, an arrow shot through the air from the western rock wall.

The arrow was silent, its angle cunning, aimed straight for the back of the Priest’s neck. Chen Yuan’s arrow was timed to perfection, striking just as the Priest’s old strength was spent and new strength had yet to be mustered.

The Priest had no time to defend, so he could only force his body to twist and take the hit with the Bone Armor on his shoulder.

PFFT!

The arrow pierced the Bone Armor and sank half an inch into his muscle. The Breaking Gang rune on it activated, disrupting the local flow of his Qi and Blood.

The Priest grunted, his fury intensifying.

"Kill them!" he roared.

Behind him, the ten Wolfman War Generals finally recovered from the chaos and charged at Xu Wuyi and Hong Nianyi with furious roars.

But Xu Wuyi and Hong Nianyi didn’t even spare them a glance.

Xu Wuyi swept his long spear, a dark gold Spear Gang spreading out like a half-moon. The three War Generals at the very front raised their weapons to block, but at the moment of contact, they and their weapons were sliced in two.

Blood splattered everywhere.

Hong Nianyi was even more direct. She just took a step forward and swung her Long Saber horizontally with the momentum.

The faint golden Sword Gang swept through the waists of four War Generals as if cutting tofu, slicing them in half. Without losing its momentum, the Sword Gang carved a half-meter-deep gash into the rock wall.

Seven War Generals, killed in an instant.

The remaining three War Generals skidded to a halt, fear showing in their eyes.

’This isn’t a battle, it’s a slaughter.’

The Priest’s pupils contracted. He finally realized that these two humans weren’t just ordinary experts with Great Success in Heart Image; they were geniuses among geniuses, the kind of monsters who were invincible within their own rank.

’Run!’

His beastly instinct overwhelmed his anger, and he turned to break through the collapsed area.

The moment the Wolfman Priest’s intention to flee arose, Xu Wuyi and Hong Nianyi had already reacted.

The two figures shot forward almost simultaneously, flanking the Priest to block his possible escape routes.

Hong Nianyi’s saber was faster than thought. The faint golden Sword Gang transformed into a fine mesh, each strand of sword qi precisely cutting off the Priest’s retreat.

Meanwhile, Xu Wuyi’s Spear Momentum was as heavy as a mountain. He swept his long spear, and a wall of dark gold Qi Force materialized between the Priest and the collapsed area.

"Trying to run?" Hong Nianyi’s voice was ice-cold, but her Sword Momentum burned like a raging fire.

A mad glint flashed in the Priest’s crimson eyes. He knew he had to fight for his life.

A dark cyan gang qi suddenly erupted. The Priest’s body swelled, his fur stood on end, and the runes on his Bone Armor lit up with a gloomy glow.

This was a life-or-death secret art of the Celestial Wolf Priests, burning one’s essence blood in exchange for a short burst of power.

"ROAR—!"

The Priest no longer dodged. He lashed out with both claws, and a sky-blotting canopy of dark cyan claw shadows descended upon the two of them.

Each claw carried a sharp whistle that seemed to tear space itself, and the gang qi left deep ravines in the rock walls wherever it passed.

Xu Wuyi raised his spear to block.

CLANG CLANG CLANG CLANG CLANG—!

The dense collisions sounded like a torrential downpour on sheet metal. The rock under Xu Wuyi’s feet shattered inch by inch, and the force knocked him back, sliding three meters.

But his Spear Momentum remained steady. The Dark Gold Flame flowed along the spear’s shaft, incinerating the foreign gang qi that tried to invade his body.

Hong Nianyi, however, chose a more subtle approach.

She didn’t block head-on. Instead, her feet moved lightly, her figure weaving through the claw shadows like a willow catkin in the wind.

Every swing of her Long Saber was perfectly timed, the tip of the blade striking the weakest points of the Claw Gang. She used skill to overcome brute force, neutralizing the Priest’s frenzied attacks one by one.