Chapter 163: Chapter 146 The Only Three-Level Blood Land Vein_1
"Kill!"
Zhao Tiansheng, his fury surging, brandished his war spear and charged the cultured middle-aged man.
As for the Immortal Horn, Zhao Tiansheng put it away and didn’t use it.
The Immortal Horn, being part of an Immortal Body, contained immortal power. However, without the blessing of immortality, the power was limited. Each time it was used, it lost some of its immortality, dwindling with every use.
Every time he used it, he had to pay a hefty price to that being on Kunwu Mountain.
Thus, he tried to refrain from using it whenever he could.
Moreover, the Immortal Horn held significant suppressive power against monstrous aberrations but was relatively ineffective on human Martial Artists.
The cultured middle-aged man circled his inner strength, held his broadsword with both hands, and met Zhao Tiansheng’s attack.
A deafening boom echoed as the middle-aged man’s body greatly shuddered, and he was forced to retreat over a hundred meters.
"The number one expert in Lingdong, truly well-deserved," the middle-aged man praised.
"Attack together, kill this man," Zhao Tiansheng ordered lowly. He leaped over a hundred meters, towered with a high advantage, and slashed down with his war spear, powerfully enough to shatter the heavens.
He unleashed his killing move, going all out.
As the Monster King had gone further away, he was getting anxious.
If the Monster King were to escape, the two uses of the Immortal Horn would have been in vain, utterly depleting a tremendous amount of resources.
The other three Grandmasters of the Zhao Clan also launched their offensive on the cultured middle-aged man.
Facing the onslaught of these high-ranking experts, particularly Zhao Tiansheng, the cultured man dared not to show any negligence.
If it weren’t necessary, he really wouldn’t want to confront them. Yet, the Monster King could not be allowed to die as it would hugely affect their grand plans. As the Monster King hadn’t escaped too far, he had no other choice but to tough it out.
He roared, his face contorting and emitting a thick black aura, and four sharp black spikes protruded from his back – which were clearly black bones.
His aura surged, and he released a roar akin to a wild beast before striking back with his sword once more.
Clang! His blade collided with Zhao Tiansheng’s war spear again.
This time, both sides were equally matched, leading them to retreat.
"It’s a Martial Spirit, be careful,"
Zhao Tiansheng yelled, retreating seven steps to dissipate the strong force. He stomped on the ground, causing a crater, before he launched himself once more towards the middle-aged man, closely followed by the three other Grandmasters of the Zhao Clan.
The cultured middle-aged man took on the three Grandmasters of the Zhao Clan, with his continuous sword strikes causing repeated retreats. Then he blocked Zhao Tiansheng’s attack.
All spectators were utterly shocked.
The reappearance of the Martial Spirit, openly aiding the monstrous outsiders, could it be that this Martial Spirit was working with these monsters?
The monsters had wreaked havoc, turning Moling Mountain into a deathtrap and cutting off the six counties of Lingdong from the outside world. Had that given the Martial Spirit such audacity?
Otherwise, if it were in the past, the King Ming’s bodyguards would come personally as soon as the news got out. Would any Martial Spirit dare to show up then?
Were they witnessing a changing of times?
"Use the Immortal Horn."
Zhao Tiansheng commanded, taking out the Immortal Horn once again and channeling his inner strength into it.
The Immortal Horn emitted a dazzling white light, which shone on the middle-aged man, causing him to emit a smoky aura. His face writhed in pain, and the dark aura on his body began to shrink. The spikes on his back also shrank back into his body.
The cultured middle-aged man was back to his normal human form.
When he looked at the Immortal Horn, there was blazing fire in his eyes. He retreated quickly and said, "Thank you, Family Head Zhao, for helping me suppress the Martial Spirit. I will return this favor another day, for now, I must take my leave."
He moved devilishly fast, and within moments, he was hundreds of meters away.
At this point, the Monster King had run very far, its form was no longer visible in the night.
With the departure of the Monster King, the Master Level monsters also turned to flee.
"Start by killing the Master Level monsters, hinder them,"
Zhao Tiansheng yelled, changing the direction of the Immortal Horn.
Whoosh!
The Immortal Horn flew towards a monster that resembled a cow.
This monster’s strength was far inferior to the Monster King, and its vile aura couldn’t defend against the Immortal Horn’s attack.
Splat!
The cow-like monster had its body pierced by the Immortal Horn. It fell to the ground and skidded several dozen meters away, devoid of life.
"Carry on, help me activate the Immortal Horn,"
Zhao Tiansheng’s inner strength surged as he continuously channeled it into the Immortal Horn. Meanwhile, he quickly rushed forward, pursuing the Master Level monsters.
At least five Grandmasters from the Zhao Clan followed suit, pouring their inner strength into the Immortal Horn.
Whoosh!
The Immortal Horn flew out again, targeting a second monster.
Instinctively terrified, the monster desperately resisted, but it was hopeless. Once the Immortal Horn landed, the Master Level monster’s hefty body hit the ground, lifeless.
The remaining Master Level monsters ran for their lives in utter terror, not even the other human Grandmasters could stop them.
"Pursue them! This time, we must wipe out the malicious creatures of Moling Mountain once and for all, eliminate future troubles, and reconnect Lingdong’s six counties with the outside world."
Zhao Tiansheng, full of battle pride, was already holding the Immortal Horn and rapidly advancing.
Other Grandmasters, too, closely followed him, pursuing these malicious creatures.
After about ten more miles, Zhao Tiansheng finally found another opportunity. Together with the other Grandmasters from the Zhao Clan, they managed to activate the Immortal Horn and slay another Master Level malicious creature.
Other Master Level malicious creatures plunged into the vast wilderness.
The human Grandmasters didn’t give up and pursued them relentlessly, following them into the wilderness.
With the escape of the Master Level creatures, other malicious creatures also retreated. In the blink of an eye, there were no living creatures left around Lingwang City, aside from piles of their carcasses.
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"Huh, there’s no sound of fighting, and... the gate of Bei City is actually open?"
Lu Yan was puzzled when he arrived at Bei City.
The gate of Bei City had always been firmly shut. Even when the malicious creatures weren’t attacking, it remained closed.
Who knew when they’d attack?
But now, the gates of Bei City were open, implying only one thing — a resounding victory.
The human Martial Artists had won a grand battle against the malicious creatures.
But considering that the Monster King had reportedly led an attack resulting in all malicious creatures coming out, how could the humans have won?
When Lu Yan approached the city gates, he noticed groups of people rushing out in haste, all appearing excited and anxiously heading north.
What’s going on?
"Brother Lu."
Suddenly, a soft call came from not far away. A woman in a tight suit of armor, radiating a heroic aura, was leading a group of people running toward him.
If it wasn’t Zhao Sirong, who else could it be?
"Brother Lu, did you manage to successfully cultivate Heart Tempering Decision?"
Zhao Sirong asked.
"Yes, I was luckily successful."
Lu Yan nodded and countered, "Was there a great battle here earlier? What’s happening now? I see a lot of people rushing out."
"They’re heading out to hunt the alien beasts naturally."
Her face filled with excitement, Zhao Sirong responded, "In this battle, our Zhao Clan’s Ancestor showed his great power. He grievously injured the Monster King, killing three Master Level alien beasts in succession. The alien beasts have retreated in defeat. The Grandmasters are chasing the Master Level alien beasts, and people have been sent back to call everyone to go out and hunt the alien beasts. Any alien beast killed will be counted as a military merit which can be exchanged for various resources from the Zhao Clan later."
"Besides, except for the Grandmasters, the top three individuals with the most military merits will also be rewarded with a spot to enter Kunwu Mountain?"
"A spot to enter Kunwu Mountain? What’s it good for?"
Lu Yan asked curiously.
Going by Zhao Sirong’s tone, it seemed like a spot to enter Kunwu Mountain held a higher value than exchanging various resources.
"Brother Lu, aren’t you aware of Kunwu Mountain?"
Zhao Sirong asked.
"I’m aware that Kunwu Mountain is known as the only Level Three Blood Land Vein in Lingdong, but that’s all I know," Lu Yan replied somewhat embarrassed. He’d seen this in a book that recorded the geography of Lingdong.
But the description was so brief, no further detailed record was mentioned.
"Correct, Kunwu Mountain is indeed the only Level Three Blood Land Vein in Lingdong’s six counties."
"A Level Three Blood Land Vein, compared to a Level Two Blood Land Vein, only differs by a single level. But the difference between them is as immense as that between heaven and earth. The standard has qualitatively elevated."
"A Level Three Blood Land Vein, not only spans a much larger area, but the concentration of Energy of Earth Blood is also much richer than that of a Level Two Blood Land Vein. It even has some special changes. Therefore, Level Three Blood Land Veins have a higher chance of producing all kinds of precious and unusual beasts."
"Possibly, one can even find a Phoenix Blood Worm, a Heart Orb of a Level Two Mutated Beast King, which can help humans break through to become Grandmasters and Mutated Heart Meats are much easier to find. Besides these, there are numerous types Spirit Grass not found on the outside. Their value is immeasurable."
"But, Level Three Blood Land Veins aren’t within human’s grasp. They’ve been occupied by alien beasts. Humans aren’t allowed to step foot in them."
Zhao Sirong explained.
"Occupied by alien beasts? Even the large clans at the level of Grandmasters can’t lay their hands on it?"
Lu Yan became even more curious.
A Level Three Blood Land Vein, full of these rarities, with such favorable conditions, is certain to captivate these clans. How could they refrain from meddling with it?
"Yes, because in Kunwu Mountain, at least ten Monster Kings that are comparable to Grandmasters reside. Once an alien beast reaches the level of a Grandmaster, it gains spiritual intelligence, not less wise than a human. These Monster Kings, residing within the Blood Land Veins, bolstered by the Energy of Earth Blood, possess immense battle strength. Even within the Blood Land Veins, they could triumph over stronger opponents."
"It’s believed that among these, the mightiest Monster King is stronger than our Zhao Clan’s Ancestor. Many years ago, several large clans at a Grandmaster level had attempted to seize Kunwu Mountain, and even joined forces to lay siege to Kunwu Mountain, resulting in an earth-shaking battle."
"The outcome of this battle was a truce, with both sides promising to not invade each other’s territory. However, every twenty years human Martial Artists could send a batch of people into Kunwu Mountain to hunt alien beasts and harvest Spiritual Medicines. But human Grandmasters weren’t allowed in, and Master Level alien beasts were not to make a move on the human Martial Artists."
"Only seventy-two spots are open for entry, and are contested by the various Grandmaster level clans of Lingdong. They compete for spots, as for the Martial Marquis level clans, they aren’t qualified to enter."
"And the next entry into Kunwu Mountain is in a year and a half. It’s almost time. Each time, the various Grandmaster level clans compete viciously for extra spots."
"It’s said that each time people enter Kunwu Mountain, somebody will lay their hands on treasures enabling them to break through to Grandmaster level. Some people manage to enter Grandmaster level because of this. At the least, two people made it to the Grandmaster level, and there was a time when five people broke through."
"So now, can you imagine how precious these spots are? Normally, the Martial Artists of the Martial Marquis clans wouldn’t have a chance to obtain them. But now they do. Naturally, they’re excited, all forming teams to go out and hunt alien beasts and compete for a spot."
Zhao Sirong rambled on, saying a lot all at once.
