GBP Chapter 946 803: Severing Himself with the Sword
Chapter 946 803: Severing Himself with the Sword
Before Lan She used Chang Shifei as bait, bringing Chang Shifei and Shi Chun close together, believing it would lure the top experts from each team.
Now, seeing only Yan Zhili but not Luo Que and others doesn't mean they haven't arrived.
Lan She initially wanted to draw the top experts of each team into a fierce battle, leveling the strengths and giving the Beiju Team a chance to restart. But he didn't expect the Heavenly Court Team to gather all the tokens in one place, nor did he expect to get an opportunity to exploit it.
If he could have the top experts of the great teams fight to mutual ruin and also obtain the tokens from the Heavenly Court Team, it would be most advantageous.
Such a heaven-sent opportunity should not be missed.
However, his biggest concern now is whether Luo Que and others have already made a move.
But he won't give up because of it and must be prepared in advance.
In East Victory Central, Commander Wei Mo's eyes shone with brilliance as he muttered, "Soldier Resolution Technique… Magic Soldier… Dharma King… As long as the host survives, it's indestructible and immortal. That's Su Yuan Sect, very good!"
Facing Shi Chun, he was initially worried, but didn't expect Yan Zhili to have hidden such a tactic.
Previously, he had been watching Luo Que, Dongguo Shou, and Su Jikuan displaying divine skills, but didn't expect Su Yuan Sect to bring an unexpected surprise, which made him cheer repeatedly.
With strength, his role as a commander would have more room for maneuver.
Now he finally understood why Su Yuan Sect's highly talented disciple stood by the sea unwilling to leave after being defeated by Li Hongjiu; it was because of stifled defeat, because he hadn't shown true strength, wanting to wait for Li Hongjiu to come ashore.
Ming Chaofeng of Nanshan Central and Niu Qian of West Niu Central both showed solemn expressions; Su Yuan Sect's indestructible Dharma King is formidable.
Therefore, sometimes the sect's ranking cannot really decide the disciples' strength, as the foundation of cultivation lies in the sect, but achievements depend on the individual.
Revealing his trump card slowly from the Extreme Abyss Rift Valley, Yan Zhili no longer concealed himself, his gaze indifferent, with a hint of contempt for the ants.
He didn't want to reveal his trump card so early, but the situation was urgent, and he had to quickly take down Shi Chun before Luo Que and others arrived.
If he could control Shi Chun's mouth, he would also control those thousands of tokens, which was crucial to the outcome of the Battle of Great Pardon.
"Dharma King…" Shi Chun muttered. Years ago, after defeating Mulan Qingqing at the Sky Rain Meteor Conference, when discussing Su Yuan Sect with Young Master Nan, he had heard him mention that above the Magic Soldier is the Dharma King, and even above the Dharma King exists something more terrifying, sustaining the top-level great sects.
Unexpectedly, he witnessed it today, marking a new horizon.
He understood that with the speed of those glowing lines delivering the Magic Soldier, Qilin A San couldn't outrun them. If Yan Zhili didn't fall today, they'd have no escape, and the opponent could even deliver the Dharma King.
So, he stopped running and coldly fixed his gaze on Yan Zhili, gripping his knife subconsciously tighter, contemplating his move.
According to Young Master Nan, the attack power of the Dharma King equates to that of the Primordial Lord. An Wuzhi, even in battle armor, was easily knocked to the ground, validating Young Master Nan's words.
Once confirming Mulan Qingqing wasn't present, Yan Zhili's gaze sharpened onto Shi Chun.
At that moment, the flames surged again.
An Wuzhi, rising from the ground, glanced at his bloodied palm, unwilling to give up, intending to cast again when suddenly Zhu Xiangxin's arms shook, and the bizarre 'Fire Prison God Suppression Stele' emerged from behind her.
"Hurry!" shouted Zhu Xiangxin, pushing forward with both arms, and dozens of fire chains with golden flames exploded from the stele, a magnificent sight, crashing towards the blood-red Dharma King.
The blood-red Dharma King swung his sword, surprisingly, as the fire chains approached, they suddenly separated, winding and amusingly wrapping the blood-red Dharma King like a dumpling, swiftly tightening and burning.
It must be said that the Divine Fire restrains the Magic Soldier, and it has a restrictive effect on this Dharma King as well. Under the burn, the Dharma King's body size was visibly diminishing.
Not only burning, but the swarming fire chains also attempted to drag the blood-red Dharma King into the 'Fire Prison God Suppression Stele', with Zhu Xiangxin trying to drag it into her domain to resolve it.
Yan Zhili watched her indifferently, showing no change in expression.
Meanwhile, a group emerged from the Extreme Abyss, led by Lu Zhanying with hundreds of East Victory Army members.
Assessing the situation, Lu Zhanying was shocked to see the blood-red Dharma King captive, sharply looking at Yan Zhili, clearly not expecting Brother Yan to have cultivated into a Dharma King.
She gestured to block the Extreme Abyss entrance.
Shi Chun glanced, noticing that under the grid lines cast by the woman, many Magic Soldiers lay hidden, ready to attack anyone who dared to rush into the Extreme Abyss.
Hiding behind Wu Jinliang, Chai Wenwu was filled with fear.
Yan Zhili was clearly uninterested in playing with Zhu Xiangxin, and without any movement, the captive blood-red Dharma King vanished suddenly, dispersing immediately.
A clang resounded; the golden flames shook, and the fire chains suddenly anchored nothing.
Only Shi Chun's right eye superpower and Qilin A San could see that several lines shot towards Zhu Xiangxin, with the vanished Dharma King turning into light waves, rapidly following those lines, while Zhu Xiangxin was still unaware, controlling the fire chains.
Shi Chun urgently shouted, "Watch out."
Zhu Xiangxin, catching her reaction, instantly understood it was a warning, swiftly trying to dodge into the 'Fire Prison God Suppression Stele'.
But it was too late; the Dharma King suddenly appeared in front of her, slashing down with a fierce sword.
Zhu Xiangxin was utterly shocked, unable to block, desperately twisting to evade, but the sword still struck her neck.
With a bang, she was knocked into the 'Fire Prison God Suppression Stele'.
Her neck wasn't chopped off, blocked by the chain of her armor, but the impact was far from comfortable.
As her figure was struck into the Flame Stele, the Flame Stele and those golden fire chains crumbled without the support of mana.
Bang, Zhu Xiangxin flew out from the flames and smashed into the ground, quickly flipping up, kneeling on one knee, instinctively reaching for his neck. His face showed a strained look of pain, with a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth and eyes full of lingering fear, knowing that if it weren't for the armor protection, his neck would have been chopped off.
Compared to being hit elsewhere, being slashed on the neck really hurts.
"Indeed, a good armor!" Yan Zhili couldn't help but praise.
Almost at the same time he fixed his gaze on Shi Chun, a stream of light suddenly flashed, brushing past the blood-colored Magic Soldier.
The blood-colored Magic Soldier hurriedly swung its sword to slash but reacted slightly slow and missed. Instead, it exploded into a red mist that quickly dissipated into nothingness.
In front of the Mirror Image of the Five Great Teams, the individuals in the various Central hubs widened their eyes, each feeling a sense of surprise. Was the Dharma King of the Su Yuan Sect's Soldier Resolution Technique blasted with a single strike?
Staring at the Mirror Image, Mulan Jin had her pupils contract.
It wasn't just them; Yan Zhili himself was also shocked. The Dharma King he had conjured had hard strength similar to his own, though not as agile, but its defensive power wasn't something an ordinary Earth Immortal Cultivator could break.
That extremely fast flash of light made him guess who had made the move, just not expecting the opponent's attack power to be so formidable.
He guessed correctly, the one who made the move was Mingshan Sect's Sect Master Tong Mingshan, who previously clashed head-on with Dongguo Shou.
Seeing An Wuzhi and Zhu Xiangxin both taken down by one move, Tong Mingshan could no longer sit still and directly transformed into a tunneling light and made his move.
Since his allies had already tested the waters and seeing that the Divine Fire posed little threat to the blood-colored Dharma King, he naturally didn't hold back. From his palm directly surged two-flavored True Fire formed into a sword to attack.
The result was that the blood-colored Dharma King was shattered with one move!
The next moment, the tunneling light flashed, heading straight for Yan Zhili himself.
Yan Zhili quickly dodged, having heard of Tong Mingshan's attack speed. Since he dared to act, he had a countermeasure.
The tunneling light flashed by, missing its target, and as it turned back to attack again, countless figures suddenly appeared in the air.
Over a thousand Silver Radiance Assassins suddenly appeared simultaneously, shrouding Yan Zhili completely, so one couldn't even see his figure.
The attacking tunneling light was forced into form on the spot, revealing the true form of Tong Mingshan.
There was no choice, though the Two-Flavored True Fire had the power to steal the divine creation, it could not be widely ignited as he held the Fire Sword to attack. Once he intruded among the numerous Magic Soldiers, he would be besieged from all sides.
Even his Battle Armor had its flaws, designed for ease of use, hence he had some concerns.
However, he couldn't advance, and Yan Zhili wouldn't allow him to retreat.
Countless Silver Radiance figures suddenly appeared behind Tong Mingshan.
The outsider couldn't see Tong Mingshan's figure anymore, completely surrounded by Silver Radiance Knights.
To Mingshan Sect's Sect Master, Yan Zhili wouldn't show mercy. He only wanted to capture Shi Chun alive, the rest, if not eliminated, would instead obstruct him, therefore not worth sparing.
Soon, booming and explosive sounds resounded densely.
All were Silver Radiance Knights hacking at Tong Mingshan. Tong Mingshan subconsciously swung his True Fire Sword in defense, with every contact, be it the Silver Radiance Knights' swords or themselves, collapsing instantly upon impact.
Sunk in a heavy siege, Tong Mingshan just realized, the prior shattering of the blood-colored Dharma King by the True Fire Sword was not due to his concentrated attack strength, but the incinerating power of the True Fire itself.
Unfortunately, he hadn't received experience in this regard from his Sect earlier. Only in actual combat did he comprehend, managing to break the Su Yuan Sect's Magic Soldier!
With this understanding, the True Fire Sword in his grasp turned into a fiery glow, swiftly enveloping his entire body.
Though it was just a thin layer, his body surface seemed to be shrouded in a layer of white light. No matter the angle of attack from the Silver Radiance Knights' swords, any contact with the True Fire resulted in an instantaneous collapse like spider silk touching a flame, regardless of the speed or force of the attack.
Seeing it was indeed the case, he immediately rampaged through the densely packed Silver Radiance Knights, heading straight for Yan Zhili.
In an instant, he broke through the heavy human figures and stood before Yan Zhili.
Witnessing his Magic Soldier in front of Tong Mingshan being no better than waste, Yan Zhili's astonishment was unimaginable to outsiders.
Moreover, due to the sudden occurrence, with the person already in front of him, caught off guard, he desperately threw a fierce punch, meeting Tong Mingshan's incoming palm strike.
In an instant, white light flickered within Tong Mingshan's palm.
Yan Zhili was greatly alarmed, knowing the white light might be peculiar, he immediately twisted his body to retract his punch, yet his fist was still grazed by the white light.
His defenses on the fist instantly breached, an excruciating pain erupted on his fist in an instant...
On the outside, seeing the Sect Master besieged by Magic Soldiers, behind Zhu Xiangxin, a sudden blaze erupted. The Fire Prison God Suppression Stele surfaced again, he merged with the Flame Stele, charging into the sky to provide support.
Shi Chun turned his mount.
An Wuzhi once again soared into the sky, leaving streaks of fiery cracks in the air around.
Wu Jinliang drew out an exaggeratedly large saber, aligning the face shield on his chest with his face, and flashed forward.
However, at this moment, Yan Zhili's figure flashed out from countless Silver Radiance Knights in the air, the previous indifferent expression on his face replaced with sheer astonishment, his face convulsing fiercely, as though he had seen a ghost.
The densely packed Silver Radiance Knights all dissipated in turn, a single tunneling light emerged, brushing past Yan Zhili swiftly.
Yan Zhili dodged quickly, avoiding to the side, though always known for his elegance, and known for not using weapons in combat, he unexpectedly conjured a sword out of thin air.
Everyone thought he intended to use the sword to confront the enemy. Mulan Jin, staring at the Mirror Image, knitted her brows. Using weapons in combat within the Su Yuan Sect's Cultivation Technique seemed purely counterproductive, but then they saw Yan Zhili suddenly swing the sword at himself, shockingly severing one of his own arms in midair, blood splattering the sky.