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Chapter 486 - Three Hundred and Nineteen: Concealing the Blade_2

Chapter 486: Chapter Three Hundred and Nineteen: Concealing the Blade_2

"That little girl below is worried about you, so I must follow you. But don’t worry, I’ve left half of the spore shells for your beloved,"

Upon hearing this,

Xu Yuan glanced at the frayed ribbon drilling into his sleeve with a slightly wary look:

"Xiran, once this thing is in my body, it isn’t going to strip away again, is it?"

Luo Xiran withdrew her hand, lightly tapped her chin, cocked her head, and squinted her beautiful eyes, her long hair scattering in the wind.

Like a fox, her laughter was melodious:

"What, is my brother afraid?"

"Afraid."

"...." Luo Xiran.

Slightly bored, she shook her head and glanced at the dark sphere in the distance, speaking leisurely:

"Whether it dissolves or not is up to you; if you don’t need it, the spore shells will only provide you with Life Origin."

Having said that, the lake blue figure vanished into the void in an instant.

And at the same moment, the dark sphere with a radius of more than ten zhang under the sky also disappeared with the wind.

But, disappearing along with it, was also the tall and burly figure of Chi Su.

Upon seeing this scene,

The officers and soldiers from the Northern Border, who had been palpitating within the aftershocks of the confrontation between the strongest, were all heartened at this moment.

"Is he dead? Where did the Saint go?"

"The realm of Mortal Transcendence... to extinguish a Saint? Who exactly is that person above?"

"Impossible... The Saint just died like that?"

"Ah... It seems this person really intends to snatch the princess away. With Mortal Transcendence able to battle a Saint, if he becomes a Saint himself... "

As the officers’ whispers spread, Li Qingyan’s hoarse voice, laced with killing intent, rang through the ranks:

"Silence! Take the second Vigor Energy Pill!"

The relaxed minds of the officers of the Northern Border tensed up instantly again.

With the Elixir Medicine ingested, the military formation’s momentum surged fiercely, and the shadow of the white kite sprawled on the ground became even more solid.

The atmosphere was tense, the cold wind swept through, raising the fallen snow and bringing with it a chilling killing intent.

"...."

Standing atop the void, Xu Yuan stared unblinkingly at the sky where Chi Su’s "bones and flesh" were no more, his heart unmoved, but a hint of natural doubt in his eyes.

The Barbarian King, after breaking through to become a Saint, could actually use this move already.

Muttering to himself, Xu Yuan looked down at the walls below where Li Qingyan redonned the reddish-brown spore shell armor, his voice grave:

"Qingyan, can you sense the Barbarian King now?"

"...."

Silence.

Li Qingyan did not respond, her phoenix eyes enwreathed with blazing flames scanning the surroundings continuously.

She could not sense him.

This was her using the power of the military formation to counter the Saint, but it did not mean she lacked theoretical knowledge.

There had been records in history of Saints being slain with the power of military formations, and more than just one instance.

According to past experience,

With the current empowerment from the military formation, her senses should have been greatly enhanced and fully capable of detecting a Saint.

But at this moment, she still could not sense the Barbarian King, now a Saint.

She did not know if the Barbarian King had fled or was using some special technique to quietly approach them.

A Saint lurking in the shadows was far more threatening than one who attacked openly.

Thinking this, a hint of hesitation flashed in Li Qingyan’s eyes.

Should she... take the third Vigor Energy Pill?

Amidst these thoughts,

Li Qingyan’s red lips parted slightly, and her hoarse, deep voice resounded once again before the eerily quiet Barbarian Tribe Holy City:

"With the blood of the Barbarian Tribes, I shall sacrifice to the might of Great Yan, behead!"

As the words fell,

The Armored Warriors before the formation raised their Ancient Ingot Long Knives high, the blade’s edge emanating a chilling white gleam under the empowerment of the military formation.

Meanwhile, Xu Yuan and Li Qingyan remained vigilant, carefully sensing every little movement around them.

The Barbarian Tribe Holy City, once home to millions of Barbarians, had been slaughtered, leaving only the more than two thousand before the formation.

These were the offspring and consorts of the Barbarian Tribes’ high ranks, captured and kept for interrogation to uncover the whereabouts of other Barbarian Tribes.

Neither Xu Yuan nor Li Qingyan was sure if the Barbarian King would risk his life for them.

But,

They at least had to try.

"Swish!"

The sword’s edge passed, and over a hundred Barbarian heads fell to the ground with a thud.

Headless corpses collapsed onto the snow, dark blood hot and scalding, splashing up curls of white mist in the bleak cold, yet turning to ice in an instant.

"Swish!"

The second batch was brought forth.

"Swish!"

The third batch.

The fourth batch.

The fifth batch.

The...it’s done.

Licking the corner of his lips, Xu Yuan sensed a hint of difficulty.

As a passionate player capable of breaking through in the midst of battle, shouldn’t Chi Su rush out to save his people at a time like this?

"This Barbarian King is actually so ruthless?"

"Not ruthless, but composed."

Luo Xiran’s voice entered Xu Yuan’s will-spirit, carrying a bit of solemnity:

"The initial rush will fade after the first effort, further weakened by the second, and exhausted by the third. The Barbarian King is very aware of how to deal with you all.

"And even if he manages to break the formation by force, leveraging the Saint’s might to slaughter all of you, the remnants of battle would not spare his kinsmen at the front of the formation. Moreover, now that he has broken through to a Saint, as long as he doesn’t die, he can continue to trouble Great Yan, assaulting a small city today, a prefecture tomorrow. The lower-level Protective City Formations can’t stop a Saint...

"By the time you dispatch a Saint of equal standing to chase and kill him, your Imperial Dynasty will likely have sacrificed at least a million, if not tens of millions as a starting point."

Upon saying this, Luo Xiran paused slightly, his voice now carrying a hint of amusement:

"Oh, I almost forgot, you, little devil, are quite familiar with our Jiatiange’s Saintess. If she’s willing to help you track down this Barbarian King’s whereabouts, then you might indeed be able to gather a force to go...."

While observing his surroundings, Xu Yuan replied in his heart:

"She can’t see the future."

Luo Xiran was taken aback by these words, then somewhat puzzled:

"Can’t see? Since she has been defined as the Saintess, that means her Yantian Art has already....."

"It’s not that." Xu Yuan interrupted: "According to her, a great catastrophe is upon the world."

"...." Luo Xiran fell silent.

Xu Yuan had no interest in dealing with his older ’sworn sister’s’ emotions right now; their current situation was extremely perilous.

If the Barbarian King refrained from striking, it would be a checkmate for them.

It was the suppression of the mighty upon the lower-rung cultivators.

Because the soldiers below needed to sleep, needed to rest.

A day’s weariness could be sustained with cultivation techniques, two days could be forcibly endured, but after three days, there was no need to fight anymore.

To break the impasse, only if Marquis Wucheng returned with his troops.

Or...

With this thought, Xu Yuan lowered his gaze to glance at his trembling fingertips.

The Origin Qi circulating within his body was almost uncontrollable; the Dark Jade Blood Spheres he had released earlier were just the first stage of the unnamed cultivation technique.

Suddenly,

Standing atop the city wall, Li Qingyan sighed, seemingly having made a certain decision, her red lips parted slightly, her voice spreading:

"If you wish to survive, then consume all the Vigor Energy Pills you have.

"This palace...will share life and death with you all."

As she spoke,

Her long hair falling over her cheeks, Li Qingyan’s slender and graceful figure pressed down on the blade, and strands of patterns spread across the Scarlet Blade. A thin layer of light enveloped the heavy blade.....

And as she moved, the enormous white kite crouching before the Barbarian Tribe Holy City slowly stood upright.

All or nothing.

This was her intent from the beginning.

A blade to determine life or death.

As her words completely fell, within the ranks of soldiers in White Armors, after a moment of silence, rustling sounds arose....

"......"

Xu Yuan watched from above the sky.

The invisibility move that the Barbarian King acquired after becoming a Saint was almost impossible to detect.

An annoying invisibility skill; he could attack you, but you couldn’t see him.

In Cangyuan Chronicles, unless your attack landed on him, he would remain invisible and continue attacking you.

However, Xu Yuan was also uncertain if Li Qingyan’s last-ditch effort would be in vain.

After all, in Cangyuan Chronicles, there was no mention of a military formation.

Amidst these thoughts,

The ability to see spirits, a blend of four distinct energies of humankind and specters, suddenly alerted Xu Yuan to a fluctuation.

Very close, so close that he almost couldn’t believe it.

Chi Su had stealthily approached him, raising his hand.

Seeing this, the seriousness in Xu Yuan’s heart suddenly vanished.

He had been standing alone in the void, precisely to entice the Barbarian King to attack him.

The moment Chi Su attacked, the unnamed cultivation technique within him, already at its limit, would release itself.

In simple terms,

Self-destruction.

The body of a specter gave him the confidence to do this.

But now, it seemed unnecessary.

Spiritual sight allowed him to see the unseen Barbarian King.

In silence,

Xu Yuan raised his hand towards the concealed Barbarian King.

In an instant, a hundred-zhang wide Dark Jade Sphere suddenly emerged above the sky!