Scourge Messenger

Chapter 278 Stop
A figure crawled out from the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood. Before the raindrops could even touch him, they were evaporated by his astonishing heat. White mist swirled around his body, making him look like a burning furnace. Yet his body was so ethereal and uncertain, as if he would collapse at any moment.

My blood and qi are boiling, and my body is as smooth as crystal!
This phenomenon occurs when one's vital energy far surpasses that of their spirit; more accurately, it's a sign of death. Historically, anyone whose vital energy and spirit are vastly different from their spirit will become an eternally sleeping 'glass doll'. But looking at the figure before them, advancing through mountains of corpses and seas of blood, everyone knew that such a person would not be defeated by a mere deficiency of vital energy. He could only roar as he entered his grave; dying in battle was his only destiny!

Even across the vast distance, even through the torrential rain, the Qi generals were still awestruck by 'Yan Shiyi's' powerful aura. This aura was already incredibly close to the Foundation Establishment stage, making even a third-level messenger who had absorbed the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiends seem far too weak in front of him.

Faced with the monster that had created miracle after miracle, everyone fell silent. No one was qualified to comment, and no one could predict what would happen next... All they could do was open their eyes wide and witness this torrential rain!

This will be their lifelong honor.

Two new Flame Pattern Seven Star Swords appeared in 'Yan Shiyi's' hands. Facing the surging tide of steel once again, he wielded his sharp longswords, unleashing a sword light as vast as mountains and seas!
The Imperial Guards could no longer stop 'Yan Shiyi'. Although their defensive chains could protect their lives, they could not withstand the overwhelming force. They were sent flying by the Seven Star Sword! As for the counter-damage chain, it was meaningless. With 205 points of life steal, unless they could control 'Yan Shiyi', he could almost restore his health to full with a single sword strike!

Along the way, people and horses were thrown into chaos, and no one could stop his sword. He was a chariot and an iron cavalry. At this moment, he was the strongest Musou third-level warrior in the Central Plains!

Two hundred steps!
One hundred and fifty steps!

One hundred steps!

Ying Le's vehicle was already visible to the naked eye, but at that moment, several huge iron chains suddenly sprang up from the ground and bound 'Yan Shiyi's' body! The chains were as thick as a forearm, like pythons. The chains that Yan Qing used to save the alchemist from the molten lava were not even this thick. The ones gripping these chains were all burly warriors. They pulled the chains so tight that they were practically trying to strangle 'Yan Shiyi'!
Other third-tier characters might need tokens to escape their predicament, but with 300 points of health, 'Yan Shiyi' is now qualified to break through a thousand troops single-handedly!
Moreover, Yan Qing came up with a brilliant idea.

Yan Shiyi activated Willow Leaf Spin, spinning rapidly. The Baibaolishi at both ends of the chain also spun, making it look like a carousel. He hurled the Baibaolishi at other cavalrymen, knocking seven or eight of them away! It was clearly a trap, but he used it as a deadly weapon.

After passing through the chain array, the next obstacle blocking their path was the giant Baibao.

They stood nearly nine feet tall, almost ten feet, clad in heavy armor. Beneath their visors were dim, yellowish eyes filled with nothing but chaos and murderous intent. Though fewer than ten in number, these giants, standing side by side, were more impenetrable than eight hundred cavalrymen. They were, in reality, merely servants of Ying Le, responsible for pulling the imperial carriage in areas inaccessible to warhorses. But when they wielded their massive axes, taller than a man, they became the most brutal meat grinders on the battlefield.

Even Yan Shiyi's normal attack, which dealt nearly 300 points of health, could only make them take two steps back; it couldn't knock them away like it would when dealing with others!

However, the weakness is too obvious!

To support their massive bodies, their legs were incredibly thick, allowing Yan Qing to easily sever their Achilles tendons without any finesse. He still had 7 points of true damage; two or three strikes would be enough to disable a giant's mobility!

Eighty steps!
Sixty steps!
Forty steps!
When Yan Shiyi crippled the last giant, Baibao, he was only thirty-six steps away from the Emperor's Chariot. Yan Qing could already see the chariot being pulled by eight pure white giant white-maned horses. The white-maned horses were clad in black steel harnesses, and the chariot body was painted with gold paint and engraved with gold ornaments. Although it was not as luxurious as the chariots of Liang Kingdom, it had its own imperial majesty that trampled all things under the hooves of the horses, allowing all living beings to be trampled and crushed at will!

The Baibao Guards went completely mad, abandoning all tactical maneuvers and determined to stop 'Yan Shiyi's' advance at all costs. However, under the immense power of over 300 HP, these monsters, who were almost at the Foundation Establishment stage, were nothing more than stepping stones to be kicked away at will.

Twenty steps!
Three coachmen blocked the way, their bodies gleaming with rare treasures that illuminated the rain – they were all third-tier messengers! Like the Hundred Guards, the coachmen possessed chain-like abilities, and their mobility and reflexes far surpassed those of the Hundred Guards. They also wielded long spears, giving them a ranged advantage. In their brief exchanges, Yan Qing couldn't land a single blow on them! Their combined attack was even more sophisticated than that of the Hundred Guards, and it wasn't limited to attacking 'Yan Eleven'. By kicking up dust and striking the ground, they even forced 'Yan Eleven' to retreat.

Although these three are not well-known, when they fight, they are like one. Unless you use a group-damage item like Bingzi Jiaolin or Longshe Qisha, it is almost impossible to break their combined attack.

But Yan Qing still did not use Bingzi Jiaolin.

Because he can win on his own!
The current 'Yan Shiyi' is a peerless third-tier player, and Yan Qing, as the human form, is also a peerless player!
Secret Technique: Willow Leaf Drift!
Ronin Rain Boots!

'Yan Shiyi' spun around to avoid their spears, slashing his sword into their knees! It wasn't that he didn't want to attack the eyes, which would be more destructive to their combat strength, but rather that the eyes were often the key areas that messengers guarded. Even Yan Qing, after being trained by the Pharmacist, could react quickly when attacked in the eyes, let alone this group of battle-hardened veterans. In comparison, the knees were not the key areas for defense.

One sword, two swords, three swords, four swords! Four swords struck the same spot, completely destroying the coachman's knee! Yan Qing didn't originally possess such surgical precision, but he had entered a state of flow... He was now omnipotent, capable of even completing Souls-like games in one life!

Eighteen steps!
Fifteen steps!
When Yan Qing defeated the last coachman, he was only thirteen steps away from the imperial carriage. The breath he exhaled from the white-maned horse seemed to fog up the game console screen. Numerous chains sprang up from the ground like vines, attempting to hinder his progress, but all was in vain. They could not stop the world's greatest rebel from paying homage to His Majesty… This road of iron and blood was about to come to its end!

"Yes, I'll be happy!"

As the chains were broken, 'Yan Shiyi' leaped high into the air. At that moment, time seemed to slow down. Yan Qing could clearly see every falling raindrop on the screen. Adrenaline surged through Yan Qing's body. He was fully focused on every move that followed. Facing a Foundation Establishment cultivator, he had no room for error!

A beautiful figure leaped out of the carriage and descended from the sky. Yan Qing recognized the newcomer and was slightly taken aback, but still pressed the attack button.

Snapped.

'Yan Shiyi' crashed heavily to the ground, a long sword held against his neck, its tip already embedded in the ground, like a guillotine ready to fall at any moment. The attacker was now half-crouched in front of him, gripping the hilt of her sword. It was she who had just struck 'Yan Shiyi' down in mid-air, yet 'Yan Shiyi' had missed her... as if she had passed through an illusion.

He was only ten steps away from the figure on the chariot, but he was defeated just ten steps away, and Ying Le didn't even really make a move.

"If so, well done."

Ying Le raised one leg and placed it on the chariot railing. Her long, white, and straight leg emerged unobstructed from beneath the gold-embroidered imperial robe. The shadows beneath the skirt were indistinct, making one wonder if she was wearing nothing underneath... She looked at 'Yan Shiyi', who was being suppressed by Ying Rushi, and laughed:

"Yaksha, surrender."

(End of this chapter)