txolops Chapter 196 Bronze Armor Corpse? Perfect timing for Ti Hun to finish this!
Chapter 196 Bronze Armor Corpse? Perfect timing for Ti Hun to finish this!
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The incantation master turned to a dark figure that had just arrived behind him and quickly said:
"Sect Leader Fang, according to the plan, I will now lead the army's offensive. Those three old geezers on the other side, I'll leave it to you to personally deal with one of them! Make sure you hold him off!"
The dark figure, shrouded in a wide black robe, exuded an aura as cold and sinister as ancient ice. Upon hearing this, it let out a hoarse, eerie laugh:
"Since I've made my promise to you Mulan people, I will naturally take action. Rest assured, the number one demonic cultivator in Tiannan is now in my hands!"
Before he could finish speaking, the black-robed man known as "Sect Master Fang" had already transformed into a blurry ghostly figure, carrying overwhelming demonic energy, and rushed straight towards the Hehuan Old Demon above the Tiannan camp!
"The Sect Master of the Yinluo Sect?!"
A fierce glint flashed in the eyes of the Old Demon of Hehuan, and he met the attack without fear, saying, "Well done! I've long wanted to meet you, this great demon of Jin!"
At the same time, Master Zhong waved his folding fan, his feet shrinking the ground to an inch, and he instantly appeared in front of Wei Wuyai, sneering:
"Fellow Daoist Wei, it's been a while since we parted ways in Tiancheng. Today, let's exchange a few more blows!"
The short, divine master Bi roared, and his body swelled up in a yellowish-brown spiritual light.
Like a rock giant, he wielded a massive stone hammer and smashed it down on Master Zhiyang.
The three cultivators were instantly entangled by an opponent of the same level.
Below, under the command of high-level cultivators such as Long Han and Feng Bing, the Tiannan cultivator army reacted quickly and did not panic despite the enemy's sudden all-out attack.
Countless cultivators chanted in unison, and layers of protective light shields and defensive formations lit up, colliding with the sky full of spiritual techniques and magical treasures released by the surging army of mages!
However, at that moment, the sinister smiles on the faces of the Zhu Shenshi and Zhong Shenshi, who had just exchanged positions with the Tiannan "participants" and returned to the army, suddenly froze.
To their horror, the ten Nascent Soul cultivators from Tiannan who were supposed to be trapped in the ten "Blood Nets"—Yunlu Old Demon, Shattered Soul True Man, Han Li, and others—appeared unharmed and exuding an aura of authority at the forefront of the Tiannan army, directing their disciples or personally engaging the Mulan Mage!
"What?!"
The priest was struck dumb, and looked down at the ten still bright red and intact "blood shields".
"The barrier hasn't broken, how could they possibly get out?!"
He reacted instantly, his face turning ashen, a chill running from the soles of his feet to the top of his head:
"Damn it! We've fallen into a trap! The Tiannan people were prepared! The ones they sent were also decoys! There's a traitor among our clan's higher-ups who leaked the information!"
This thought filled him with shock and anger, almost making him vomit blood.
Besides the three great masters, only a few other core Nascent Soul stage Grandmasters in the clan knew about this top-secret plan; all of them were tested and absolutely loyal.
How could a spy from Tiannan have infiltrated to such a core level?
This is unbelievable!
The meticulously planned and highly anticipated decisive move was completely seen through and countered by the opponent before it even began, which undoubtedly dealt a heavy blow to Mulan's morale.
While defeat cannot be guaranteed, the original plan to cripple Tiannan's main force with minimal losses and then achieve a swift and decisive victory has been shattered. What follows is inevitably a brutal and bloody battle with heavy casualties!
On the other side of the battlefield, Lin Chuan ignored the duel between the great cultivators in the sky. His goal was clear: to kill as many high-level mages as possible from Mulan and demoralize them.
He moved like lightning across the battlefield and quickly locked onto Grand Master Mulan, who was commanding a group of mages and whose cultivation was at the mid-Nascent Soul stage.
"Kill!" The Grand Master also noticed Lin Chuan and sensed that he was only in the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm. Although he knew that Lin Chuan was famous, he was confident in his own abilities and roared angrily, summoning a crimson fire banner and a golden scimitar.
Lin Chuan remained expressionless. With a flick of his sleeve, seventy-two Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Swords emerged one after another, their clear and melodious cries instantly forming the Great Geng Sword Formation.
Hundreds of sharp, unparalleled golden sword lights, like a sudden storm, shredded the raging flames spewed from the fire banner and the golden scimitar to shreds!
"What?!" The Grand Master was horrified. His prized magic weapon was so vulnerable in front of this sword formation! In his panic, he no longer cared about his reputation. A flash of yellow light appeared on his body as he tried to use earth-遁术 (earth-遁术 is a type of magic that allows one to escape).
"Want to leave now? Too late."
With a thought, Lin Chuan unleashed several particularly condensed sword lights that cleverly blocked the opponent's escape route, forcing the opponent into a sorry state. The protective aura around the opponent trembled violently, and the opponent had already suffered minor injuries. The opponent could only flee in panic into the depths of his own army.
Just as Lin Chuan was about to give chase and expand his gains, his divine sense suddenly stirred, and he sensed an unusual fluctuation of spiritual energy coming from behind the Mulan camp.
Several black-robed cultivators from the Yinluo Sect, who had not yet made a move, each produced a pitch-black leather bag at the incantation master's signal, while chanting incantations.
"Waaaah—!"
Thick black fog, mixed with a biting, eerie wind, poured out of the mouths of the leather bags, instantly spreading across a large area ahead and forming a vast, dark sea of fog.
In the sea of fog, shadowy figures clashed, their armor plates clanging and clanging, as if a silent army was lurking beneath the surface.
A moment later, the black mist dissipated slightly, and a chilling "army" slowly emerged. These were corpses clad in ancient bronze armor, their bodies shriveled and fleshless, their eye sockets flickering with eerie green soul flames!
Their joints were stiff and they swayed as they walked, their copper armor rubbing together with a teeth-grinding sound, but the aura emanating from each of them was comparable to that of a Foundation Establishment cultivator!
There were also three "corpse kings" walking at the very front, with exceptionally tall statures, their eyes gleaming with a scarlet ferocity, their fangs bared, and their aura clearly reaching the Core Formation stage. Moreover, as their eyes moved, they seemed to possess sentience!
This army of thousands of bronze-armored corpses, taking advantage of the moment when the Tiannan cultivators and mages were exhausted from their fierce battle, suddenly stabbed at the flank of the Tiannan army like a poisoned dagger!
If they were to break into the formation, it would inevitably cause great chaos and result in heavy casualties.
"A bronze-armored corpse? Perfect timing!"
Lin Chuan snorted coldly, showing no panic, but instead a strange glint flashed in his eyes.
He raised his hand and patted a spirit beast pouch at his waist. A beam of dark light shot out and landed, transforming into a palm-sized spirit beast that resembled a small monkey with an unusually large nose. It was the Soul-Crying Beast.
The little guy seemed a bit afraid of the atmosphere of the battlefield, but then, it sniffed the air with its unusually large nose, and its eyes instantly locked onto the horde of bronze-armored corpses that were rolling in. Its eyes immediately burst with extremely excited light!
"roar--!"
A deep, muffled roar, completely disproportionate to its size, rang out. The Soul-Crying Beast's body swelled in the wind, transforming in the blink of an eye into a silver giant ape over twenty feet tall!
The giant ape pounded its chest, its nostrils gleaming with silver light, and took a sharp breath at the charging horde of bronze-armored corpses—
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—!"
A bizarre scene unfolded: the dozens of bronze-armored corpses at the forefront suddenly froze, their eerie green soul flames flickering violently before transforming into wisps of pure black corpse energy. These energy was forcibly extracted from their bodies and, like rivers flowing into the sea, disappeared into the nostrils of the silver giant ape!
The corpse that has lost its corpse energy is like a skeleton that has been removed; it instantly falls to the ground and transforms back into a real dead thing.
The Howling Soul Beast moved like a tiger among sheep, leaving a trail of silver light wherever it went. Copper-armored corpses fell in droves, their corpse energy completely plundered.
At this rate, this army of corpses, on which the Mulan people have placed their hopes, will probably be wiped out by this strange beast that specializes in defeating ghosts and spirits in no time!
The Tiannan cultivators fighting around them were all dumbfounded, both surprised and delighted by what they saw.
"Damn it! What kind of beast is that?!" In the Mulan camp, the Divine Master's eyes widened in fury. This army of bronze-armored corpses was a vital force aided by the Yinluo Sect, extremely valuable, and could not be allowed to be destroyed like this. He shouted fiercely, "Divine Master Zhong! What are you waiting for?!"
"Haha, here I come!"
A burst of wild laughter rang out from the depths of the Mulan army, and a streak of blood-red light shot out with lightning speed, not to attack the Crying Soul Beast, but to go straight for Lin Chuan, who was controlling the sword formation!
Clearly, the newcomers knew that to catch the thief, one must first catch the king. As long as they could stop or kill Lin Chuan, the strange beast would be nothing to fear.
A crimson rainbow appeared in an instant, revealing a burly man in a brocade robe with a full beard.
This person had a leopard-like head and piercing eyes, and his aura was wild and domineering. The spiritual pressure emanating from his body was as vast as the sea, making him another late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator!
"Master Zhong?!"
Within the Tiannan camp, a knowledgeable Nascent Soul cultivator exclaimed in surprise.
Unexpectedly, the Mulan people had a divine master who was hidden as a secret weapon, and now he has finally revealed himself!
"A mere Nascent Soul cultivator in the mid-stage dares to be so insolent here? Get out of my way!"
Master Zhong's voice boomed like a bell. Without even looking, he threw a punch.
The fist's force solidified into a massive, blood-red fist the size of a house, accompanied by a piercing whistle that tore through the void, and slammed towards Lin Chuan.
It seemed they wanted to crush it along with the group of cultivators from the southern region below.
Faced with this sudden attack from a late-stage Nascent Soul expert, Lin Chuan showed no fear, but instead a burning fighting spirit ignited in his eyes.
With a flash of light from his feet, the Void Shuttle moved dozens of feet to the side, avoiding the direct impact of the blood-red giant fist. At the same time, all seventy-two Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Swords rang out, transforming into a golden sword wheel to protect him. He coldly looked at the menacing man in the brocade robe.
"Master Zhong? He's only at the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm..."
Lin Chuan's calm voice rang out, clearly audible amidst the deafening shouts of battle: "Who will kill whom is still uncertain."
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