Minglong

Chapter 365: Outnumbered and Enemy
"The He family had been lying low in Luoyang for over twenty years. If I hadn't dug them out, no one would know what kind of disaster would have followed..."

Thunder and rain raged in the mountains and fields. Xie Jinhuan stood atop a tree canopy, recounting with great passion the past misdeeds of demons and monsters.

Chen Yishan and the others were initially waiting for Xie Jinhuan to finish speaking before proceeding with the fight, but as they listened, they realized that the opening remarks were far too long.

Although Xie Jinhuan was still there, the sect leader and elders present were not stupid. Even if they didn't guess that Xie Jinhuan had secretly sent the items away, they would suspect that Xie Jinhuan was deliberately delaying, waiting for reinforcements or other variables.

Chen Yishan also wanted to use this opportunity to deal with Xie Jinhuan. The longer it dragged on, the greater the variables would become, which would definitely be more disadvantageous for them. Therefore, he rudely interrupted him.
"Your past achievements are well-known to everyone here, so there is no need to repeat them."

The old ancestor, who was already getting impatient, joined in when someone started talking:
"Yes, if you lack confidence, Master Xie, then bring out your opportunity; if you have the confidence, then make your move..."

"We don't need you to teach us the grand principles of eliminating demons and protecting the righteous path..."

……

Xie Jinhuan has already postponed the opportunity. If he says a few more words now, he'll take fewer hits later. With Sister Guo's speed, it'll be over before the fight even starts, and it's not impossible that she'll give the fellow cultivators present a surprise that makes them cough up blood.

But Chen Yishan interrupted their rambling, and the crowd grew a bit impatient. Xie Jinhuan had no excuse to continue his nonsense, so they let out a soft sigh.
"I originally intended to speak to you as the representative of the Righteous Alliance, but since you have no patience to listen, so be it. If you want this opportunity, feel free to bring it on."

"However, swords have no eyes. I am outnumbered and can hardly hold back when I strike. If any of you unfortunately encounter danger, I hope you will not blame me for being too heavy-handed in the afterlife."

"..."

After he finished speaking, the mountains and fields fell silent.

Xie Jinhuan drew his sword and mace, standing proudly under the thunder and rain, facing the condemnation of thousands, his eyes still looking at a bunch of rotten fish and shrimp.

Seeing this, the cultivators present naturally felt immense pressure.

Lu Yan knew Xie Jinhuan's abilities well; he probably couldn't beat him in a one-on-one fight now. Fortunately, Xie Jinhuan had said beforehand that he wouldn't interfere out of consideration for their past relationship. Seeing everyone striking poses like an old ancestor, but no one stepping forward, he added:
"Fellow Daoist Chen, you started this, why don't you go up and test Young Friend Xie's skills?"

Chen Yishan was there to stir up trouble; there's no reason for him to be the first to charge without being the cannon fodder. But Xie Jinhuan was acting so tough that probably no one dared to be the first to step forward. So, he leaned on his cane and remained silent for a moment, then:

buzz~
A mysterious, trembling sound suddenly rang out from the depths of the mountains and forests, spreading throughout the entire wilderness, even creating a circular sound wave in the rain.

The moment Xie Jinhuan heard the sound, his vision distorted, and so did the patriarchs and sect leaders from all sides.

Those low-level cultivators who had not yet reached the Super Grade level, especially martial artists whose souls were not superior, could not withstand the soul spell of the second-in-command of the Gu Poison Sect. They were almost instantly stunned, and then their faces turned fierce. They each grabbed their weapons and attacked Xie Jinhuan at full speed, ignoring everyone else. From a distance, they looked like dozens of puppets controlled by an invisible force.

Upon seeing this scene, Lü Yan's eyes immediately flashed with rage:
"Old man Chen, do you want to die?!"

Buzzing~……

Chen Yishan, leaning on his cane, stood at the very back of everyone, calmly responding to Lü Yan's angry outburst:
“Cultivation is not child’s play. If anyone is to blame, it’s their lack of strength that led them to approach so recklessly. I’m risking my life for this opportunity. If you won’t let me use my sect’s spells, do you expect me to offer my neck for slaughter?”

Lu Yan knew Chen Yishan's words were true. He was taking full responsibility for his life if he came out to seize the opportunity. Knowing that the peak patriarchs were fighting, he still dared to come nearby to look for an opportunity to take advantage. It was only his own fault that he was killed by the curse.

However, if one does not participate oneself but deliberately manipulates the weak to act as cannon fodder to test the waters, this behavior is truly unacceptable to the righteous sects.

Lu Yan was already seething with anger, but he couldn't bring himself to beat Xie Jinhuan. Seeing how despicable Chen Yishan was, he raised his hand and unleashed a Heaven-Burning Fire Curse, hoping to help the junior out of trouble, accumulate merit, and vent his resentment.

As the top fire mage, and with the blessing of the Fire Commander, Lü Yan cast his spell and a giant firebird appeared between the hills, dragging golden-red flames across the land. Wherever it passed, the grass and trees instantly turned to dust, and half the sky was dyed red, a scene comparable to Deathwing.

Upon seeing this, Chen Yishan was instantly engulfed in a sea of ​​black and green mist, and he vanished without a trace. The buzzing sound then began to emanate from all directions, and some of the controlled cultivators changed course and attacked Lü Yan.

The hills that were originally locked in a standoff were instantly engulfed by the aftershocks of the spell, and thrown into chaos.

Xie Jinhuan was too far away to touch Chen Yishan. Seeing dozens of cultivators from the north and south charging towards him almost like madmen, with some superior-grade cultivators hiding among them, he immediately put away his Zheng Lun sword, made a hand seal, and silently chanted:

"Using Kun as the guide, the earth's energy condenses into true essence, yellow dust covers the top, and thick earth buries the form..."

Boom~
Zhang Jiwu, holding a long spear, followed behind several cultivators. He was still hesitating whether to break with martial ethics and gang up on them when a yellowish-brown light appeared beneath Xie Jinhuan's feet, followed by a large circular wave that surged from his body and rapidly spread outwards.

The mountain, already shattered by Chen Yishan's attack, was completely transformed into a turbulent sandstorm with nowhere to hold on as the earth churned. Large numbers of trees were overturned and swallowed up, and the cultivators in its path had no chance to resist and were swallowed up and buried alive on the spot.

Although the sect leaders and elders of the higher ranks were suppressed by this world, they were still able to draw upon its power to rise from the waves or shift backward, each displaying their unique abilities. In the blink of an eye, Xie Jinhuan cleared a vacuum zone several tens of feet in diameter around them, barren of all vegetation except for a few tufts of sand that had been turned up. Although this earthen technique was terrifying in its power, it was clear to everyone that Xie Jinhuan had held back.

After all, this enhanced version of the quicksand spell can only bury cultivators below the super grade alive. With their level of skill, these people cannot suffocate and will be able to climb out quickly. At most, it can only temporarily imprison them.

Xie Jinhuan possessed both fire and thunder techniques. If he were to unleash a wave of blazing true fire, every cultivator below the Super Grade level present would be cremated without exception, without even a chance to struggle.

After the earth-shattering waves cleared out the harmless minions, the remaining people were all powerful figures from the north and south, all of whom were of superior rank or above.

Xie Jinhuan showed no mercy to these people, transforming into a yellow dragon breaking through the earth and wielding the Heavenly Gang Mace as he charged towards the nearest old martial artist.

The martial artist's name is Liu Chengyi. He comes from the Xuanhuang Sword Tomb of the Northern Zhou Dynasty. His senior brother is Liu Dangui, the martial arts champion of the Northern Zhou Dynasty. Although Liu Dangui was so frightened by Master Qixia that he didn't dare to utter a word when he first appeared, that was because he encountered Xian Deng. In reality, Liu Dangui is more solid than Wei Wuyi and has always been in the first tier below Xian Deng.

Liu Chengyi clearly didn't have such a strong foundation. He reached the Super Grade level by relying on the sect's resources, but he was still just a Super Grade. He couldn't compare to sect leaders like Lü Yan and Chen Yishan. He was closest to Xie Jinhuan, but he simply couldn't run as fast as the others.

Seeing Xie Jinhuan, this fifth-realm old demon, come straight at him like a thunder dragon breaking through the air, Liu Chengyi felt his heart turn to ashes, but his reaction was still acceptable. He used his three-foot sword to cut through the churning sand sea and strike the person coming towards him.

The remaining sect leaders and elders, knowing Xie Jinhuan's strength, were not foolish enough to let Xie Jinhuan kill them one by one. When they discovered that Xie Jinhuan not only did not run but dared to rush over, various streams of light appeared around the sand sea. Fire magic, thunder magic, and even sword energy and blade light all converged on the path between the two, turning the dozens of feet of space into a dead zone where anyone who touched it would be reduced to ashes.

Boom boom boom——

Chen Yishan, who was hiding in the poisonous fog to avoid Lü Yan's targeted attack, knew that these people would have difficulty killing Xie Jinhuan and were merely using cannon fodder to wear down their forces. Seeing Xie Jinhuan being attacked by the group, he immediately seized the opportunity and whispered:
"Duwu——"

A circular sonic wave, over ten feet in diameter, appeared in the sea of ​​fog, like a shockwave sweeping across the mountains and forests, striking Xie Jinhuan who was charging forward. The indiscriminate attack even enveloped Liu Chengyi.

Liu Chengyi was struck from behind, but his clothes and body were not damaged. However, his eyes, which had been straining to draw his sword, instantly turned blank.

When Xie Jin was hit by the ring-shaped sound wave, he realized how terrifying the soul spells of a wizard who had entered the fifth realm were. In the instant of contact, he found himself being pushed back, and in front of him appeared a white-robed figure holding a Heavenly Gang Mace. He crashed headfirst into the mountain of knives and sea of ​​fire composed of thousands of techniques!
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This was the first time Xie Jinhuan's soul had left his body, but fortunately, he had the experience of transforming into a ghost and flying around in his dream, and in the blink of an eye, he crashed back into his body.

But this momentary loss of control was by no means without consequences.

Swords and shadows were already upon him. Xie Jinhuan's aura was almost solidified as he forcefully withstood the sword energy and lightning. But Zhang Jiwu truly respected him and did not hold back at all. His nine-foot spear, carrying a terrifying gale, was already thrusting towards his chest and abdomen!

chap——

Xie Jinhuan's chest was instantly pierced by the protective energy. The spearhead, a foot and a half long, stabbed into his chest and abdomen, but did not penetrate. Instead, it produced a loud clang of metal clashing.

Bang~!

The spearhead, carrying a burst of energy, tore Xie Jinhuan's white robe to shreds, revealing the bronze breastplate beneath.

Zhang Jiwu, a warrior from the Southern Dynasty, was initially hesitant about whether to hold back, but when his spear thrust failed to penetrate Xie Jinhuan's defenses, he realized he had overthought things. His expression changed drastically, and he violently shook his spear, trying to blast Xie Jinhuan back, but unfortunately, it was too late.

thunderbolt--

A blinding flash of lightning erupted from Zhang Jiwu's left hand, which was gripping the gun barrel, and instantly traveled to his body.

After enduring a barrage of attacks from the fodder, Xie Jinhuan seized the moment when Zhang Jiwu was paralyzed, yanked his spear, and spun around like a dragon swinging its tail, delivering a seemingly effortless spinning back kick that struck Zhang Jiwu directly on the left cheek.

Ouch!
The indescribable impact shattered the flying water into a mist.

Zhang Jiwu's hair ornament exploded on the spot, along with his upper body robe, which was torn to pieces, revealing the soft armor below. Although the peak martial artist had thick skin and flesh, and his head was not crushed by this kick, his neck was still twisted to the limit in an instant.

Then, like a polo ball being pulled with all its might, he flew sideways to the right, becoming a blur, and crashed into another hill in the distance in the blink of an eye, exploding into a sky full of sand, gravel, and wood fragments with a deafening roar.

Boom——

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This part is a bit long. I stayed up until 6 a.m., but I still couldn't finish writing it, so I can only update it over several days or 2!

(End of this chapter)