Chapter 81: Help, Master!
Chapter 81: Help, Master!
Elder Nu Jian's sudden pause gave Hong Lei some respite.
He backed away a few steps to adjust his breath, his hand that held the knife now numb from the vibrations of the sword's aura.
Swish!
In the blink of an eye, over ten chains wrapped around the Silver-haired Elder's limbs and waist, as the Golden Eagle Drill Officers seized this hard-won opportunity to finally restrain him in place.
The Elder still looked unconcerned.
He merely lowered his head to gaze deeply at the long sword in his hand, and facing this old companion of three hundred years, a hint of hatred suddenly appeared in his cloudy eyes.
The words "Green Peak" on the sword seemed to torment his heart like a nightmare.
"I regret ever taking you from the Sword Pool."
His voice was faint and hoarse, as if his throat hadn't been used for a long time, and it carried a strong tone of self-mockery.
Hearing the name of the Sword Pool, many of the officers present revealed strange expressions.
This treasured place had helped Green Peak Mountain nurture numerous Condensation Stage experts, sustaining its prosperity for thousands of years and making it a famous sect in Qingzhou. Even they had heard of it.
Hong Lei, as if guessing something, looked over with a slightly complex expression. The Elder had colluded with a demon, and was about to exhaust his life force, having almost caused Hong Lei and his group heavy losses. Originally, he had thought there was no need to exchange more words with a dying man.
Yet, he still couldn't help but ask, "The Demon Suppression Force has had it tough. With your life on the line every day, at least your cultivation..."
His words abruptly stopped.
The Elder suddenly stabbed the sword into the ground and then lifted his palm to decisively slap it, gathering all his formidable aura into his palm.
Crack!
The five-foot-long sword was snapped in half.
The sparse silver hair fluttered, and the old face was extremely withered. The cloudy eyes were covered by a white film, and it was clear that he had lost all vitality.
Below the mountain cliff, a group of disciples who were holding torches and trying to escape slowly stopped in their tracks, their faces filled with misery.
The Elder had told them that when he started fighting the demon and the Demon Suppression Force, they should run as fast as they could... But they had just walked down the mountain path when they witnessed the Elder taking his own life.
They looked into the distance at the hanging aura in the air, the eerie scarlet color unsettling their hearts.
The Elder was reminding them to stop in his own way.
That youth in the fluttering ink-black shirt, who was so powerful that he could fight a demon and suppress the Elder from so far away while still having the strength to spare, wouldn't mind summoning another wave of aura to crush them all.
Just at this moment, a mournful howl reverberated through the cliff!
A chilling figure burst out from the bizarre flames.
Rather than saying that its injuries were deep enough to see the bones, it looked more like a skeleton with a few pieces of flesh hanging on it.
The Alligator Turtle's treasure armor was mostly destroyed, and its flat head was missing a large chunk, as if it had been scorched off by the flames. In its eyes, there was only the figure of a tall and slender person.
"Die!!!'
It ran with all four limbs.
As long as it got a little closer, it could tightly strangle its opponent's body, turning its raging anger into a vigorous force and completely tearing them to shreds.
Shen Yi's breathing was steady as he watched the oncoming Alligator Turtle, his legs suddenly crossing.
His fingers clenched tightly, and the tattered sleeves of his clothes fluttered.
A punch burst out, aiming directly at the meridians that had appeared on the Alligator Turtle's body!
Boom! The demon staggered, the struck area of its body instantly losing sensation! Boom! Boom! The punches were like a violent storm, pounding the Alligator Turtle and forcing it to retreat again and again until, with a puff, five fingers pierced its abdomen.
When Shen Yi pulled his hand out, his fingertips were pinching a bloody demon core.
The demon's body collapsed to the ground, and even after it stopped breathing, the remaining bloodthirsty demonic fire on its body continued to lick its bones, making a sizzling sound.
[Killing a perfect Alligator Turtle at the Jade Liquid Realm, with a lifespan of 1,820 years. Remaining lifespan of 763 years, fully absorbed.]
Fortunately, he had the Tian Gang Blood Evil Killing technique, a formidable weapon that dealt at least ten times more damage than when he was at the Initial Realm. However, this was also the pinnacle of Jade Liquid Realm martial arts.
Shen Yi's desire for new martial arts intensified as he knew he would have to carefully select a new technique when he returned this time.
With that thought, he retracted his gaze and looked towards the group of officers walking towards him.
"Brother Shen... You truly astonished me." Hong Lei's expression was complex as he desperately searched for words of praise, but he couldn't help but reveal the awe in his eyes.
There was nothing to praise.
Even if Lin Baiwei had come personally, she would have achieved the same outcome at most.
That young lady was personally taught by the General, and she was undoubtedly the best among the younger generation in Qingzhou. However, in Hong Lei's eyes, that position seemed to be a bit misleading.
Because, up until now, Shen Yi's aura still showed no signs of exhaustion...
Slaying a thousand-year-old demon and suppressing Elder Nu Jian with a wave of his hand were both extremely terrifying feats, let alone doing them simultaneously.
"I have some medicinal ointment here. Use it first." Hong Lei's expression was peculiar as he had thought it was a deadly situation, but unexpectedly, the only one injured was the strongest among them.
As his words landed, a thudding sound came from behind.
A group of Golden Eagle Drill Officers knelt on one knee, their fists clenched and raised above their heads in a respectful salute. They remained silent for a moment before standing up in unison.
Those who entered the inner camp all came from well-known families in Qingzhou.
They were even more arrogant than the average outer camp officers, but on this outing, under Zhao Kanglin's leadership, they had almost lost all face.
Hong Lei let out a bitter laugh. "These brats really know how to make things difficult... They won't hide their gratitude, but neither will they hold back."
"We're all colleagues; there's no need to take it to heart." Shen Yi took the ointment and applied it to his wounds, not paying it too much mind.
The habits of the Qingzhou disciples could be seen from Li Mujin; they were genuinely grateful when they needed to be, and they didn't hesitate to show it, but it was difficult to change the underlying disposition of their aristocratic families. Whatever they offered always had strings attached, and one had to be careful not to get entangled.
"Old Hong is a straightforward man. If you need anything in the future, just say the word."
Hong Lei nodded and turned his attention to the group of Qingfeng Mountain disciples in the distance, leading everyone over.
The young disciples kept their heads down, their expressions lifeless.
"Hurry back, and I'll treat you to a meal." Hong Lei waved his hand in irritation. This situation was truly speechless.
Over a dozen Golden Eagle Drill Officers had died because Zhao Kanglin had disobeyed orders and forcibly entered Guan Jian Gorge.
And then Zhao Kanglin died.
Killed by colluding with a demon, no less.
The Nu Jian Elder, who should have been held responsible, had exhausted his life force... The blame could only fall on Qingfeng Mountain now.
"Sir, save me..." One of the younger, more timid disciples was so scared that he collapsed on the ground, clutching Hong Lei's leg tightly.
"You offered your blood to the Sword Pool of your own volition, and you nurtured your sword. You've reaped all the benefits, and now you want me to save you?" Hong Lei gritted his teeth and pulled the young man up, his voice softening slightly. "General Chen had his reasons for not letting you leave. I used to serve under him, and if he doesn't value your lives, he certainly values mine."
"Hurry back and don't make things difficult for me." He patted the young man's back, his brow furrowed.
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