Sword Sect Outer Sect

Chapter 300 Quick Attack
When the corpse puppet A Yuan saw the person who came, he was first stunned, and then he slapped his forehead.

He seemed quite annoyed.

"Truly utterly stupid."

They were so busy tidying up the Qiankun bags for the young master and Young Master Song that they forgot to deal with the corpses.

The main reason is that I can now benefit from these corpses, so I subconsciously feel that I shouldn't do this first.

This led to outsiders witnessing an unsightly scene.

"Young Master, Young Master Song, please don't be offended."

As he spoke, he acted swiftly, dragging several corpses together in full view of everyone, and then casually igniting a black flame with both hands.

The aura of corpses within was incredibly dense.

The black flames landed on the corpses, and in just a few moments, they burned them all to ashes, leaving hardly any ashes.

The black flames burned a peculiar aura from among the many corpses, which returned to A Yuan's palm along with the flames before disappearing.

Everyone present was shocked and horrified.

Such bizarre magic! Could this be a cultivator from the Demon Ruins?!

In fact, it wasn't just the Chu Kingdom; several small border states also had the shadow of invasion by demonic cultivators.

This includes the Zhao state, where Wu Caidie and others resided.

"Fellow Daoist Song, what is the situation here now?"

A look of surprise and uncertainty crossed Wu Caidie's brows as her gaze darted back and forth between Sheng Nian and him.

They were the two who started the fight, but Song Yesheng's aura was somewhat unstable, while Sheng Nian showed almost no signs of having been attacked.

This doesn't make sense.

Song Yan stopped playing with his hands, finally put them away, and looked up at Wu Caidie and the others.

"Oh, it's nothing."

He spoke, his voice flat: "These fellow Daoists from the Sui Kingdom chased after us, and we just killed them as they came."

Song Yan casually pointed to a speck of ashes on the ground.

"Look, it's all here. It was just burned, wasn't it?"

Everyone was astonished.

Of course they saw it. Just now, Song Yesheng and Sheng Nian left the battlefield. They risked their lives to leave the other side alone.

Wu Caidie and Li Yan, understanding each other implicitly, deliberately waited a while before following.

Unexpectedly, apart from some fluctuations in his aura, Song Yan was almost unharmed.

Did he really do it all by himself?
The people sitting under the tree barely lifted a finger. Even with the assistance of the tall cultivator who unleashed demonic fire, the two of them killed four Foundation Establishment cultivators.

It only took such a short time; that's too easy and too fast, isn't it?

Just who exactly is this Song Yesheng?
"What about him?"

Wu Yun, young and impetuous, already resented Song Yan. Now, feeling that Song Yan was being perfunctory in his speech, he was furious and stepped forward.

He narrowed his eyes: "Isn't this also a fellow Daoist from the Sui Kingdom? How come he doesn't have a single injury on him?!"

"Uh...that's right."

Song Yan nodded casually, without making any attempt to embellish or conceal his hastily fabricated reason: "This man is also a fellow Daoist of the Sui army. I saw that he was a talented person with decent skills, so I originally wanted to capture him alive and take him back to see if I could get some military intelligence out of him."

"Who would have thought he was quite perceptive? Seeing that things were not going well, he surrendered immediately."

Song Yan spoke with an air of self-righteousness, as if the fact that Sheng Nian had surrendered was the result of his great mercy.

The person under the tree grinned in agreement, which was taken as tacit acceptance of this statement.

"They surrendered?!"

Wu Yun gritted her teeth: "Song Yesheng, do you think we're all blind...?"

"Does he look like he's been beaten into submission? He doesn't even have a decent scratch!"

"You two have known each other from the beginning, haven't you?"

"And this one, is he a cultivator from the Demon Ruins...?"

At this point, Wu Yun sneered, "If you don't give us an explanation, the trust among fellow Daoists will be hard to maintain."

"Wu Yun!"

Wu Caidie gave a low shout, trying to stop her.

She also harbored great doubts, but the terrifying combat power that Song Yesheng had displayed made her realize that the man in front of her was extremely dangerous, and provoking him would be a very unwise move.

Moreover, the towering, silent demonic cultivator beside her exerted immense pressure on her.

Wei Zhi and the others also looked solemn; they truly could not comprehend what they were witnessing.

They all secretly channeled their spiritual energy, preparing for the worst.

Li Yan, however, was secretly delighted. With an idiot taking the lead in testing Song Yesheng, he could simply watch from the sidelines.

Facing the wary and suspicious gazes of the crowd, Song Yan simply smiled faintly.

But there was no warmth in that smile, only indifference.

"Fellow Daoist Wu, have you been here too long and your mind has become muddled?"

He took a step forward, and a terrifying, chilling aura swept over him.

Everyone tensed up instantly.

Song Yan's gaze swept over Wu Caidie, Wei Zhi, and Li Yan, before finally settling on Wu Yun's face, carrying a condescending and scrutinizing air.

"Is it you, the deputy commander of the outer camp appointed by Vice General Luo...?"

Wu Yun remained silent.

"Why should I, Song Yesheng, need to explain my actions to you?"

"What I'm showing you is what you need to know. Do you understand?"

After saying that, he ignored everyone and walked slowly toward Daming Pass, and soon his figure disappeared from the place.

Sheng Nian chuckled twice, making Wu Yun's veins bulge.

He walked past the crowd and paused for a moment beside Wu Yun: "Your Lord Song is a ruthless and vicious man."

"Young man, think before you speak and act."

"you……"

"Otherwise, let alone the loss of trust, it could mean the loss of the lives of all of you fellow Daoists..."

Sheng Nian patted Wu Yun on the shoulder and glanced at everyone.

"He won't take it to heart."

……

Beyond the Great Wall, wind and thunder roar.

Southeast corner.

"Brother Bai, did you bring it?"

"What, alcohol?"

Two guards from Daming Pass were stationed here.

With the fighting intensifying, Daming Pass has strengthened its defenses, adding more sentry posts in addition to regular patrols.

"It's not even night yet, so let's not drink."

The young patrolman pointed to the pitch-black sky: "Isn't it night yet?"

"I mean the middle of the night."

"What's the big deal? This place is so dangerous, who would come here?"

The older soldier seemed to think there was some truth to it, and for a moment his thirst for alcohol was also stirred: "Then... shall we have a couple of drinks?"

"all."

The two of them rustled and began to work on the soil in a very secluded spot.

"Brother Bai, where are you hiding?"

"It's hidden right here."

Unbeknownst to them, a pair of large hands silently reached out from behind them in the darkness.

He gently held their heads, then suddenly slammed them together.

Bang!
Without any blood, the two figures instantly transformed into two streaks of scarlet spiritual energy.

At this moment, A Yuan shook his hand, and Sheng Nian and Song Yan, who were behind him, also came out.

The crimson spiritual energy drifted and merged into the ancient talisman of the prime of life.

Song Yan did not linger and went straight to the weak point of the formation.

"The longer we stay here, the more things can go wrong. Let's act quickly."

These words were spoken to Wu Caidie and the others behind him.

Without the slightest hesitation, Song Yan flicked his wrist and produced a gray-blue pearl the size of a pigeon egg.

The pearl was perfectly round, with countless tiny whirlwinds seemingly swirling and coalescing within it. It was the Wind-Stabilizing Pearl.

"I must remind you all that we only have ten breaths left."

"Om-"

The Wind-Stabilizing Pearl hovered around Song Yan's body, gradually beginning to emit a spiritual light.

The moment it appeared, the raging winds around it suddenly stopped.

"go!"

An invisible suppressive force spread rapidly from the center of the Wind-Stabilizing Pearl, forming a spherical field several meters in size.

It shone brightly, its gray-blue light rippling like water.

No one dared to delay, and they immediately followed Song Yan and took to the air.

Under the glow of the gray-blue light, the gale ceased.

The group breathed a sigh of relief and followed closely behind Song Yan, fleeing swiftly towards Guanzhong.

However, although the strong winds stopped, the thunder still remained.

Amidst the gray-blue light, golden lightning slowly rose, only returning to normal after leaving the area.

However, without the obstruction of strong winds, the distance of several dozen feet is covered in the blink of an eye.

Simply avoid the rising arc of lightning, and you can ensure your safety.

After about eight or nine breaths, everyone had successfully entered the great formation.

As time passed, the gray-blue aura dissipated.

The paused gale and thunder suddenly resumed their violent rampage, retaliating with even greater ferocity and extinguishing the previous calm.

However, this is no longer their concern.

……

In the Guanzhong camp, the garrison commander He Yiming was discussing matters with his strategist when he suddenly sensed something and took out a formation plate.

He looked at it carefully again and again, then stepped out of the tent and looked towards the southeast of Guanzhong.

"General He, what's wrong?"

He Yiming pondered for a while, but did not answer immediately. Instead, he summoned his subordinate and said, "Go and invite Envoy Yang here. Tell him that you have important matters to discuss."

"Yes."

After pondering for a while, he said to the strategist, "There is some unusual activity in one corner of the formation. Ying'er and Shan'er are at the training ground. Let's send some reinforcements to check it out."

"It's normal for this Wind and Thunder Formation to occasionally show unusual movements due to celestial phenomena."

"However, with a major battle looming and the defenses of Guanzhong not being very strong, it is best to be cautious."

The buildings inside the pass are far more complex than they appear from the outside.

The corridors meander and the barbicans are layered. Armored arsenals, barracks, drill grounds, and arrow towers stand side by side. Although they are somewhat old, they still maintain a strict and orderly atmosphere under the influence of the ancient dynasty.

Song Yan and his group stood atop a tower, overlooking the entire pass.

"The Guanzhong army is numerous, and although they are all at the Qi Refining stage, their large-scale engagement is detrimental to our strategy of a swift attack."

Wu Caidie looked at the well-trained soldiers with deep concern.

But Sheng Nian waved his hand: "Don't worry, these soldiers of the Immortal Dynasty can only fight in close combat before they reach the Foundation Establishment stage, so they have no impact on us."

"..."

Wu Caidie was taken aback, then thought about it carefully and it seemed to be true.

Since the remaining cultivators in the Sui army were all at the Foundation Establishment stage, they rarely paid attention to how soldiers with Qi Refining combat power fought.

You'll subconsciously ignore it.

At that moment, four streaks of light appeared from afar.

As they approached, the light dissipated, settling on the spot where they had entered the great formation.

It seems that the garrison commander of Guanzhong has already become aware of the situation.

Of these four, one was in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage and three were in the early-Foundation Establishment stage; their combat strength was not particularly high.

"Our numbers are so large that it's only a matter of time before we're discovered. Since we're determined to seize Daming Pass, we need to act quickly and not try to hide."

Song Yan glanced at Wu Caidie and the others and said, "You five, you should be able to hold off those four, right?"

Wu Caidie and Li Yan felt a chill in their hearts.

Actually, this was already considered a safe mission.

However, Song Yan's formidable strength gave them the illusion that they could gain some benefits by following him.

Now they have to deal with those four people here. Although they are unwilling, there is no other way.

Ultimately, they were still afraid of Luo Zheng and the Great General.

If we disobey orders, and Song Yesheng were to gossip about us to the generals after the battle, we would likely suffer.

If he were to be accused of disobeying military orders and causing the mission to fail, his life would likely be in danger.

"Yes."

Without further ado, almost at the same time.

Suddenly, Wu Caidie and the others launched an attack, heading straight for the four people.

The other three streaks of light headed straight for the army's main camp.

To achieve a swift victory, decapitation is necessary to deprive the defending troops of their morale.

Therefore, Song Yan, Sheng Nian, and A Yuan naturally intended to head straight for the main camp and kill the defending general.

"who?!"

bang bang bang...

A chaotic explosion of spiritual energy erupted suddenly, catching the four people completely off guard.

Although they managed to stabilize their formation, they were ultimately at a disadvantage and were struggling to cope for a while.

Having no time to concern themselves with the battle situation of these nine people, Song Yan and the others headed straight for the northwest without looking back.

The soldiers in Guanzhong reacted quickly, and bugles sounded everywhere.

"Enemy attack!"

The three people flying through the air glanced down and saw that countless soldiers had already entered a state of combat readiness.

hum-

Just then, from the training ground below, two scorching auras rose up, transforming into streaks of light that rushed straight towards the three people in the air.

"Enemy general, do not flee!"

"Come and die!"

It was He Shan, the adopted son of He Yiming, the garrison commander of Daming Pass, and his adopted daughter He Ying.

One of them wielded a halberd, and the other a spear, and they charged straight at each other with an indomitable spirit.

clang--!
A loud crackling sound, like metal striking stone, echoed through the night sky.

But then they saw the corpse puppet A Yuan exert force with both arms, one on the left and one on the right, and grip the long spear and halberd together, pressing their long handles tightly together.

The siblings' combined strength was completely neutralized by the corpse puppet.

"Young Master, Young Master Song, don't worry about me."

A Yuan's voice remained deep and steady: "A Yuan can handle it."

Song Yan and Sheng Nian exchanged a glance and nodded slightly.

"Be careful yourself."

After saying that, he and Sheng Nian continued their escape towards the main camp.

"Thank you for your concern, Young Master Song."

Although Song Yan could no longer hear him, A Yuan still thanked him sincerely.

Little did they know, He Shan and He Ying were experiencing a storm of emotions.

What terrifying physical strength!
The combat techniques that the brother and sister practiced were about breaking through the surface with a single point, pursuing speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness.

The extreme explosive power of that move could only be countered if the opponent dodged it.

When have I ever been taken down by someone from the same realm?

"Are you... a human or a ghost!?"

"..."

I heard this question.

In the darkness where no one can see.

Beneath the mask of the corpse puppet A Yuan, his originally calm and gentle face turned gloomy and cold.

"I do not know."

"But you will soon be unable to even be ghosts."

(End of this chapter)