I Can See Your Combat Power
Chapter 1778 - 211: King’s Command

Chapter 1778: Chapter 211: King’s Command

The several divine weapons obtained from the Minor Spiritual Realm of Longyuan, besides the Immortal Cloud Whisk Soul in Yun Xiu’s possession, were stored in the Marshal Star Pavilion as the treasures of the archive, such as the Ghostly Cloud Lock and the Piluzhena Eight Treasure Kasaya.

However, for this epic battle, Du Sha naturally wouldn’t let these divine artifacts gather dust in the pavilion.

They would certainly be used, but the key was deciding who would wield them. As a warrior awakened with the Stone Heart Bloodline, perfectly compatible with the Black Light Mysterious Cauldron and Du Sha’s true techniques, the divine artifacts didn’t provide much additional benefit. In contrast, Meng Jiao was a different story.

The Poison Spirit Body’s bloodline focused more on offense than defense. Frankly speaking, even top-tier Yellow Rank Spirit Arts had the potential to harm Meng Jiao.

In the chaos of a large-scale battle, without protection, a devious Spirit Art could completely annihilate Meng Jiao.

Thus, for this grand battle, Du Sha specifically assigned the Piluzhena Eight Treasure Kasaya to Meng Jiao, ensuring he could hold the line at Spirit Sheep Island securely.

The Eight Treasure Kasaya, possessing the celestial blessings of Brahma’s eight virtues, matched Meng Jiao perfectly. With the Deva Treasure Banner protecting him, the Marshal Star charged into the fray alone, summoning an eight-headed serpent of poisonous spirit that, under the divine artifact’s enhancement, transformed into dragon heads. Their dark green venomous fangs and dragon horns sent chills down anyone who saw them.

What the Poison-Repelling Bead could purify was ultimately limited to miasma-like toxins. Though the white mist tightly suppressed wide-area killing tools like the Green Ink Nova, it couldn’t purify toxins directly injected into the body.

Unfortunately, the primary attack method of the wilderness beasts was close combat. It’s no wonder that Meng Jiao was able to suppress them completely. The graceful yet deadly strikes of the Dharma Aspect—accompanied by poisonous fangs and venomous dragon horns—left the savage beasts either dead or gravely injured upon contact.

Watching beast after beast collapse to the ground as their internal organs corroded, Ghostly Wolf and Murong Jun felt as though their hearts were bleeding.

"This is an ancient divine artifact of the Yun Family, once imbued with the remnants of a King Beast’s soul. It has the power to subdue fierce beasts. Withdraw any battle beasts without divine beast bloodlines at once!"

The well-informed Mountain Lord of Thousand Birds Peak, Murong Jun, quickly recognized the origins of the Piluzhena Eight Treasure Kasaya and hastily instructed Ghostly Wolf, "Ordinary fierce beasts simply cannot withstand the pressure of the King Beast’s might. Sending more will achieve nothing!"

"Why didn’t you say so earlier!"

Still puzzled as to why the beast imprint was intermittently effective, Ghostly Wolf grumbled a complaint upon hearing this, then swiftly began forming seals to recall the ordinary savage beasts.

Only the divine beasts with sacred bloodlines were left to besiege Meng Jiao. Although their numbers decreased, the situation on the battlefield quickly became far more balanced.

The remaining combatants surrounding Meng Jiao were now exceptional creatures like the Ghost-Eyed Golden Toad, Four-Tailed Dragon Scorpion, and Coral Jellyfish, which were impervious to toxins, or monstrous entities like the Horned Suanni, Gold-armored Lion-Tiger Beast, and Fire-Feathered Dragon Mastiff, with vitality so tenacious it bordered on the mythical.

The toxins that could melt ordinary savage beasts into murky water could at most cause minor swelling on these creatures. In fact, even the poisonous dragon horns and fangs of the Dharma Aspect could barely pierce the armored scales of the Gold-armored Lion-Tiger Beast.

The barrier of the Deva Treasure Banner flickered faintly under the intense onslaught. This was a sign that Meng Jiao’s Spiritual Power was running low, turning the situation on Spirit Sheep Island drastically dire.

Similarly grim was the state of the battlefield at the Red Cloud Mountain’s rear and the Surging Rock Beach.

Though they proved individually powerful in combat, the overwhelming numerical disadvantage continued to tilt the battle further against the Marshal Star Pavilion and its allies.

"Where are you going?"

Tang Luo caught a woman attempting to escape through the window by wrapping her waist in his arms, curious as he spoke.

"Can’t you see the rear mountain is about to fall? I must go support Mr. Shen Tu!"

The woman, held tightly around the waist, struggled desperately as she bit out her words sharply.

"No need for such trouble."

Holding Yun Xiu effortlessly in one arm, Tang Luo reached his other hand out of the window. After a swift and elegant gesture in the air with his fingers, he spoke gently with a smile, "This will do."

"My lord husband, what did you do? Why do I feel... why do I feel... different?"

Right after Tang Luo’s gesture in the air, Yun Xiu’s soul distinctly sensed some subtle yet profound change across this world. This change filled her with an inexplicable joy.

She wanted to describe the sensation but found herself at a loss for words. The moment she tried to probe deeper, everything felt as if it had returned to normal.

Consumed by curiosity over this bewildering sensation, Yun Xiu tilted her head back and asked earnestly, "What exactly did my husband just do?"

"Nothing much," Tang Luo replied, bending down to kiss his wife on the forehead. His voice remained soft but carried an extraordinary weight. "I merely ensured that under this firmament, all souls shall gain freedom, unbound to pursue what they truly wish."

At the very moment the King’s fingertips danced across the heavens, the ferocity of the battlefield shifted once more.

The dragon beasts besieging Lu Zhongyan and Fu Yuanshan and the beast hordes surrounding Shen Tu Jihui suddenly ceased their attacks, raising their heads to unleash heaven-shaking howls.

Neither the relentless commands nor the beast control seals carved into their souls by masters like the Black Light Mysterious Cauldron’s Seng Ge Xuanhu or the Frost River’s Hu Suo elicited any response. This unprecedented feeling unsettled the two Tamers.

And an even greater terror followed. The savage beasts they had carefully nurtured abruptly turned on them, glaring with fierce hostility.

Seng Ge Xuanhu was inexplicably overcome with dread. Instinctively, he started to call Hu Suo’s name but was interrupted by a blood-curdling scream from behind.

Turning back, his eyes nearly burst from their sockets as he saw the Dragon Taming Stronghold Master’s lower body clenched in the jaws of a Four-Clawed Flood Dragon. Its razor-like teeth pierced his waist and abdomen with deadly precision, rolling and thrashing him within the surging waters.

"Help me! Save me!"

Despairing cries for help were swallowed by the roar of crashing waves, yet Seng Ge Xuanhu stood frozen, his hairs standing on end.

He didn’t need to look to know that the apex predators among the divine beasts had stealthily advanced while his back was turned.

The air was dense with the stench of blood and beasts, no doubt from the enormous creatures waiting just behind him. Seng Ge Xuanhu tightly shut his eyes instead of facing the inevitable doom.

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Spirit Sheep Island

Breathing heavily in the midst of a brutal melee, Meng Jiao grasped the Xuanji Jade in his left hand but struggled to channel Spiritual Power into it.

For a warrior like him, maintaining the barrier of the Deva Treasure Banner while countering the beast hordes’ assaults and dodging mystic abilities made channeling Spiritual Power into the Xuanji Jade resemble an impossible task.

Even if the infusion were complete, activating it still posed a significant challenge. Outside of the encirclement, Ghostly Wolf and Murong Jun stood ready, clutching Spirit Arts with restrained energy, waiting for him to expose a weakness.

"I overestimated myself," Meng Jiao muttered, filled with regret. Since receiving Tang Luo’s teachings in true techniques, he had grown increasingly dismissive of other warriors.

He even viewed the so-called titled experts on the Heroes Platform as nothing more than hollow reputations. Following his victory over Shi Muzhi, his disdain for the so-called heroes of Longzhou only deepened.

Thus, having acquired the Piluzhena Eight Treasure Kasaya, he arrogantly vowed to guard Spirit Sheep Island alone, convinced that with the divine artifact in hand, the Beast Taming Clan would be no more than feeble chickens.

But now, confronted by his Spirit Arts unable to pierce golden scales, the flickering Deva Treasure Banner, and the less-than-half-charged Xuanji Jade’s array,

the arrogant Poison Spirit Body warrior tasted the bitterness of defeat. The pinnacle of Longzhou’s Beast Tamers was no mere exaggeration, and he lamented realizing this too late.

Yet, no matter what, he had to ensure the Divine Armor was taken out safely. A resolute look flashed in his eyes as Meng Jiao readied himself to ignite his soul for a desperate gambit. But just as he was about to act, he felt a strange jolt in his spirit. Then, the divine beasts that had been fiercely attacking him abruptly stopped their actions.