Mountain Patrol Military Officer
Chapter 545 - 415: 1 Cloud-Piercing Arrow, 10 Thousand Troops and Horses Come to Meet (2nd Update, Requesting Monthly Tickets)

Chapter 545: Chapter 415: 1 Cloud-Piercing Arrow, 10 Thousand Troops and Horses Come to Meet (2nd Update, Requesting Monthly Tickets)

While Chen Yuan was exercising all his skills to refine this treasure, far away outside the mountain, at the critical moment of battle, the Zhen Nan Prefecture trapped the four Great Demons imprisoned by Yangshan’s "Draw a Prison," and they roared, using various Divine Skills to relentlessly smash the formation, eager to tear apart the two Human Clan’s Martial Treasures in front of them.

The brothers Ling Yunzi and his junior were fully attacking the barrier formed by the White Jade Leaf from within the Demon Formation, racing against the clock;

Below, the Demon Tide surged, and Demon Soldiers came pouring in from all directions, attacking the breakthrough-seeking Zhao Quanzhen. Zhao Quanzhen manifested the Giant Body Technique, with a body of scarlet gold over twenty to thirty feet, but it seemed small amidst the Demon Tide.

He wielded the Fangtian Halberd in his hand, with his Tao Fruit’s Leaving Fire Mirror hanging overhead, its surface spinning, shooting waves of fire to roast the oncoming demons into skewers,

"Ah!"

At this moment, Zhao Quanzhen fought to the point where his blood boiled, blue veins bulged fiercely, and with a roar, he swept with the great spear,

"Puff"

"Puff"

"Puff"

The demons blocking his path burst into blood mist, clearing a space of ten feet around him. With each step, he moved several feet forward, and soon more demon shadows were flying towards him from all directions.

At the same time, streams of Demon Light bombarded him!

All around, pairs of crimson or emerald Demon Eyes, and sharp fangs with foul-smelling saliva dripping from their mouths, wanted to devour him.

He panted heavily, watching the Demon Soldiers swiftly closing in from the sky and ground, his arm wielding the great spear began to feel weak.

Yet the fire in his eyes continued to burn fiercely.

"Kill!"

Seizing this moment, he poured a large bottle of elixirs into his mouth, forcibly refining them, feeling strength surging within him. He then forcefully propelled himself, hurling himself towards the darkness at an angle, slashing through, foul-smelling blood and flesh flew as he carved out a bloody path.

Then, the Leaving Fire Mirror atop his head shot towards the torn opening, spinning out a sky of flames, creating a sea of fire through which he leapt and passed.

Waves of Demon Light followed him relentlessly; he couldn’t dodge, so he directly activated his vestment robe to withstand the many attacks, swallowing down the acrid sweet taste that rose in his mouth.

Two hundred feet, three hundred feet, five hundred feet...

Zhao Quanzhen pressed onward desperately, exploiting the fact that demons from other directions hadn’t yet arrived to encircle him, made a fierce breakthrough.

The plan had ultimately been exposed, but he had gotten what he needed, and at this point, he had to fuel that fire in his heart!

During this process, his body was gradually beaten to the point of cracking, covered in blood, his silver hair drenched in blood pearls, yet his battle intent was undying, like a blood-thirsty wild lion!

Until he heard that piercing whistle tearing through the night!

Like a trumpet for warriors to charge!

Zhao Quanzhen’s eyes lit up, looking through the layers of demon shadows, towards the sound coming from the ruins below diagonally, he vaguely saw a slumped figure, blowing the whistle for him.

He couldn’t bear to see these soldiers fall into peril, previously refusing the whistle from the Sixth Mountain Captain!

This whistle, very close by, alerted some of the more intelligent demons, and several pairs of beast eyes spotted the figure on the ruins below, growling and rushing towards him, intent on tearing that fellow apart.

Rage filled Zhao Quanzhen’s chest, his giant body trembled, hair flying wildly, opening a blood path with his long spear.

"Get out of the way!"

With the Fangtian Halberd in his hand, he slashed and stabbed, fending off a six-legged cluster and a Heavenly Pass Extinguishing Bird, landing with a bang on the ruins, then grabbed the slumped Captain of the Sixth Mountain, who kept blowing the whistle, placing him on his wide shoulder, and began a mad dash, using his great spear to break through repeatedly.

"Hold on a bit longer!"

"The brothers should be here soon!" Ji Lianshan shouted in Zhao Quanzhen’s ear, blood-raging like a lion in fury, clearly burning vitality to break through.

Zhao Quanzhen had no time to respond, roaring loudly, his long spear pinning the horned end of a Heavenly Pass Taoist Soldier to a building, halting momentarily as the horned end clung to the spear tightly, preventing him from drawing new strength at once.

Meanwhile, at his back, both sides, and above, a large number of demon shadows pounced ferociously, their eyes full of menace.

At this moment, three miles to the southeast direction, someone pulled a bow and released an arrow, with a whizzing sound through the air, an arrow shot forth from some ruin, bursting into the demon group and exploding into a flash of flame.

The flame wasn’t mighty enough, only killing a few little demons without breaking through.

But it wasn’t over yet, two miles to the west, streams of golden light flew up from the ruins below, flying from the side into the demonic horde, turning into Yellow Turban Warriors standing three feet tall each, charging in like soldiers from scattered beans.

Almost simultaneously, two hundred feet south, angry shouts rang out.

"Beasts, taste your grandfather’s Thunder Talisman Formation!"

With those words, the snow beneath exploded, a figure rushed out, followed closely by streams of blue light swirling around him, talismans shimmering with blue light arranging in a circle, crackling, blue Thunder Snakes coiling above.

He directed towards Zhao Quanzhen’s direction, beams of thunder talismans shot out at blazing speed after circling under him, zipping through.

As the Thunder Talismans surged in,

"Crash"

Thunder Trees as thick as barrels crashed down with a thunderous roar!

"Boom"

"Boom"

"Boom"

The Thunder Array’s bombardment finally ripped open a gap.

The brothers of the Mountain-cutting Army, lurking within the city, began to reach out a helping hand!

Zhao Quanzhen broke out, making a mad dash, continuing his wild charge.

At this moment, his heart was ablaze, eyes boiling with emotion, in contrast to battling alone, he now felt his blood boiling fiercely.

And gradually, like an arrow piercing through clouds, turning to meet the sight of thousands upon thousands, in other directions, on either side of Zhao Quanzhen’s retreat, beams of light shone out as well, attacking the demon tide that surged after, distracting those demon soldiers, trying to scatter their forces.

Once attracting the attention of the demon soldiers and achieving their goal, those elite Mountain-cutting Army wouldn’t engage in direct confrontations, instead using their expertise in Zhen Nan Prefecture, employing various escape techniques, tactical retreats, striking then vanishing, only to pop up elsewhere to continue their assault, leaping and flying through the city’s alleys and streets.

Visible were floods of demon soldiers, chasing Zhao Quanzhen above and below, while alongside, the elite Mountain-cutting Army from each mountain, camouflaged, continually maneuvering under the eaves in the dark night, launching streams of light attacks, incessantly harassing, leading the demon tide to split and chase others, resembling a sturdy trunk branching into small twigs.

Gradually, Zhao Quanzhen’s pressure was significantly reduced!

And his Third Layer of Tao Fruit, with the Divine Embryo about to nurture the Primordial Spirit, stepping out to the last level of Cultivation, with his excited, vigorous heartbeat, there was a faint loosening, immense newfound strength brewing within him, allowing him to slay his way over a dozen miles, fighting all the more valiantly.

"Boom"

A deafening explosion rocked the city.

Following this, two streams of light rushed from the city, revealing the figures of Yangshan and Ling Yunzi.

The two, seeing those shadows fighting and charging under the night, showed respectful faces, casting streams of astonishing light, slaying a large number of demon soldiers, then transmitting sound to the blood-drenched Zhao Quanzhen, "Quanzhen, retreat, those four beasts are about to break free."

"Tell those brave men of the Mountain-cutting Army to retreat quickly together!"

Instantly Zhao Quanzhen’s eyes flashed like lightning, silver hair fluttering, bursting into a hearty laugh, "Brothers of the Mountain-cutting Army, the task is complete, retreat!"

"We will cover the rear!"

This laughter was wild.

Following his call, echoing whistle sounds arose in response.

"Retreat!"

........

As the forces of Zhen Nan Prefecture completed their objective and withdrew rapidly, the scene shifted,

from Chen Yuan’s body came a mighty roar, like a dragon’s roar abruptly halted.

The next second, two inches below his navel, a wisp of azure light slowly ignited, then flared, emitting immeasurable light.

Directly following, the void around Chen Yuan echoed with sounds like crashing waves hitting the shore, as if waves surged higher and higher.

After half a cup of tea’s time, Chen Yuan suddenly opened his eyes, the thunderous wave sounds in his ears abruptly ceased, while in his pale golden pupils, two beams of light flashed like fleeting shadows.

A touch of a smile rose at the corner of his mouth.

It seemed this time he had earned a considerable gain!