Chapter 34: Chapter 31 The Terrifying Power of the Martial Marquis_1
After repairing his hand bone, Lu Yan continued to sprint towards outside the mountain.
Soon, he heard human voices.
He subtly went over to take a look and discovered it was the Red-clad Guard.
Among them was a young man of the Liu Family, in his twenties, a being who had four times limit breaking, accompanied by a retainer from the Liu Family.
By now, it was late into the night.
Lu Yan hid in the darkness, contemplating his next course of action.
In fact, his next move depended entirely on whether Liu Xingren was dead or alive.
If Liu Xingren was still alive, he could not possibly go back to the Red-clad Guard; Liu Xingren would not let him off.
If Liu Xingren died, he could act as if nothing had happened and continue staying with the Red-clad Guard.
Therefore, Lu Yan did not plan to go out and meet anyone from Liu Family at the moment.
The five men from the Liu Family, having roamed the mountains all day, were showing signs of fatigue. The three Red-clad Guards surrounded the young man from the Liu Family and his retainer, allowing the pair to rest.
A moment later.
"Someone’s coming."
Lu Yan suddenly looked towards the depths of the mountain.
A figure was sprinting wildly, seeming like they were escaping for their life.
Soon, under the faint moonlight, Lu Yan saw who the person was, and he was shocked. His face instantly darkened.
The person was none other than Liu Xingren.
The current Liu Xingren was very haggard, his clothes ragged, blood stained all over his body, and one arm full of wounds, with the bone exposed, swinging loosely by his side.
"Who is it?"
The five people from the Liu Family were alarmed and cautiously looked in the direction of the deeper mountain. However, they soon recognized Liu Xingren.
"It’s Young Master Liu."
"Young Master Liu is injured."
The five of them, taken aback, rushed up to meet him.
Upon seeing the five Liu men, Liu Xingren, too, sighed with relief and stumbled, almost falling down. It was evident how severe his injuries were.
Lu Yan also quietly approached; he wanted to listen to their conversation.
Thankfully, the night was sufficiently dark, and he was careful enough not to make any noise, so no one noticed him.
"Young Master, what happened? How did you get so severely injured?"
The retainer steadied Liu Xingren and asked.
"Hurry, go report to the clan elder, there’s a Martial Spirit; it’s conducting the ’Demonizing Ceremony.’ The elder must come to exterminate it."
Liu Xingren quickly said a phrase, then coughed up a mouthful of fresh blood.
The faces of the others all changed.
A Martial Spirit appeared in Juchi Mountain.
"Young Master, you’ve sustained heavy injuries, and shouldn’t move anymore. Rest here to recover from your injuries. We will protect you,"
"Young Master Xingfeng, you and your men should return to our clan immediately and report the presence of the Martial Spirit to the elder."
The retainer said.
"Okay."
The four-time limit breaking, Liu Xingfeng, took a Red-clad Guard with him and rushed quickly towards outside the mountain.
The retainer, along with two Red-clad Guards, stayed with Liu Xingren.
Liu Xingren took a piece of Dried Martial Food from his pocket, chewed it up, and started recuperating his injuries with Qi-blood.
Lu Yan kept hidden in the shadows, motionless.
According to his previous plan, if Liu Xingren was not dead, he could only return to Changfeng City, and then flee with his parents.
But now, seeing Liu Xingren so severely injured, he changed his mind.
Why not just figure out a way to kill Liu Xingren?
However, now was not the time to act.
He didn’t care about two Red-clad Guards, but that retainer was not to be underestimated, a martial arts expert who had reached limit breaking five times.
Moreover, he was not young, sixty or seventy years old, had undergone years of harsh training, his martial arts skill was undoubtedly high, killing him would be tough.
Martial Artists, especially those who had reached limit breaking four or five times, had profound Qi-blood, strong vitality, barring any injuries or illnesses, they could generally live up to around 120 years.
Being sixty or seventy wasn’t considered old, he was still at his peak.
Only after ninety would his Qi-blood start to decline, his health going downhill.
If he couldn’t kill them all, there was no point in acting.
Lu Yan lay in wait in the dark, waiting for his opportunity.
About three or four hours later, two figures arrived like a whirlwind.
These were two old men, who seemed to be in their sixties. Their hair was white but their bodies were exceptionally burly, both over two meters tall, a head taller than Liu Xingren.
They were muscular, like buffalos, and from far away, one could feel the heat of their strong Qi-blood.
This was the manifestation of having extremely profound Qi-blood.
Qi-blood like a furnace, seeping into the bones and transforming into strength.
The Martial Marquis!
Lu Yan didn’t even dare to breathe, keeping his breath and focusing his mind, hiding in a large tree.
It is said that the Feudal Lords of the Liu Family only have five Martial Marquis, and now two of them appeared at once.
One of them was holding Liu Xingfeng in his hand like a small chicken.
"Paying respect to the Clan Elder."
Liu Xingren, an old retainer, together with two Red-clad Guards, respectfully salutes.
Within the Liu Family, the Martial Marquis is like god, the ruler. Even if Liu Xingren has extraordinary talents, and could possibly become a Martial Marquis before thirty, he has to respectfully treat any Martial Marquis until he becomes one.
"Xingren, where is the Martial Spirit? Lead the way."
One of the Martial Marquis, who had put down Liu Xingfeng, grasped Liu Xingren and asked.
"Deep into the mountains..."
Liu Xingren pointed in the direction of the Red Sleeve Army’s mountain stronghold.
The two Martial Marquis, leading Liu Xingren, speed off like lightning.
Lu Yan thought for a moment, before deciding to follow and watch.
Although Lu Yan was curious about the conflict between the Martial Marquis and the Martial Spirit, his main goal was different. During the fight between them, he might find an opportunity to kill Liu Xingren.
He quietly moved towards the direction of the mountain stronghold.
His speed was far inferior to that of the Martial Marquis and when he finally got there, the big battle had already begun.
The two Martial Marquis, were besieging the Martial Spirit.
Only a few hours past and the strength of the Martial Spirit had increased significantly.
He was actually holding his own against the two Martial Marquis.
"Could it be that the Martial Spirit has completed the Demonizing Ceremony?"
Lu Yan speculated.
The intense battle between the two parties had completely caught Lu Yan’s attention. He lay on a cliff, overlooking the scene from a high vantage point.
Boom!
Rumble!
The two Martial Marquis, full of vigor, their arms and palms covered with red scales, their already tall and burly bodies, growing even taller and more domineering, like beasts.
One step on the ground, a deep pit was blown out on the hard rock surface, rubble scattered.
They smashed a giant rock with their palm, shattering it into pieces.
Anything that stood in their way was obliterated.
The terrifying power made Lu Yan gasp, shocked beyond measurement.
"Is this the power of the Martial Marquis? It’s inhuman, nothing like five times the limit breaking strength."
"It’s said that a Martial Marquis can absorb Qi-blood into their bones, creating bone strength, which remolds the flesh and bones, making their bodies as strong as steel, impenetrable by ordinary weapons. This doesn’t seem to be an exaggeration."
Lu Yan sighed.
However, although the two Martial Marquis were strong, they couldn’t subdue the Martial Spirit for the time being.
The Martial Spirit, after the demonization, not only gained martial arts skills but also mastered some special means, such as the ability to trap people in illusions.
In addition, it had extremely strong vitality.
For example, Lu Yan clearly saw one Martial Marquis striking the chest of the Martial Spirit, breaking his bones and turning his flesh into mush, but the Martial Spirit acted as if nothing had happened, retaliating fiercely without any decrease in combat power.
Moreover, during the course of the battle, his wounds were actually healing quickly. After a short while, he was as good as new, as if he had never been injured.
This sight left Lu Yan dumbfounded.
This was also the reason why the two Martial Marquis, despite having the upper hand, couldn’t finish off the Martial Spirit.
"Father has mentioned before, the Martial Spirit has an immortal body, could it be true?"
Lu Yan wondered.
He didn’t quite believe it before, but now it seemed quite likely.
"Liu Xingren."
Lu Yan scanned the surroundings, suddenly, his eyes lit up.
Outside the mountain stronghold, at a distance from the gate, he vaguely saw a figure.
Although the distance was far and the night was dim, making it difficult to see clearly, the silhouette was definitely Liu Xingren’s.
Lu Yan quietly hid, slowly approaching Liu Xingren.
Roar!
The savage roar of the Martial Spirit rang out.
The two Martial Marquis and the Martial Spirit were fighting from inside to outside the stronghold, like three crushers that broke everything in their path, shattering the gate of the stronghold.
One blow landed on a thick tree, wood chips flew in the air, and the tree was snapped off at the waist.
The three of them fought fiercely in the grove.
Lu Yan didn’t dare to make any moves, hiding behind a huge rock, holding his breath and focusing his mind.
Liu Xingren reacted similarly, too scared to even breathe.
