Chapter 585 - 585: How Can We Even Fight This?

Zhao Yuan was sent flying more than ten meters, only stopping when he crashed into a wall.

The sturdy wall, built from bluestone bricks, had a massive hole smashed through it, sending countless shards and fragments flying everywhere!

Zhao Yuan's entire body screamed in pain, as if he were about to fall apart. Gritting his teeth, he forced himself up from the ground. He was a bloody mess, covered in wounds that made him look terrifying, like an Evil Ghost clawing its way out of the depths of Hell.

Thankfully, Zhao Yuan's body had long been tempered to the hardness of bedrock through his past Cultivation. Otherwise, that last, incredibly domineering Sword Light wouldn't have just left him covered in wounds—it would have torn him to shreds!

'The power of the Sword Light alone is this formidable. This Divine Striking Skill… it's truly terrifying!'

But Zhao Yuan had no time for such thoughts. He just wanted to know how Ying Ji was doing.

They had only been hit by the Sword Light, but Ying Ji had taken a direct blow from Yanbei Village's Guan Gong's Great Saber. The injuries she sustained had to be far worse than theirs! She might even be dead!

The moment he was on his feet, Zhao Yuan immediately looked toward Ying Ji.

Thankfully, the scene he feared had not come to pass.

Ying Ji hadn't been sliced in two by Yanbei Village's Guan Gong's Great Saber. At the critical moment, her Ghost Spirit had sacrificed itself to save her, taking the full force of Yanbei Village's tyrannical blow!

But the Ghost Spirit was severely wounded by the blow. Its Soul Body was dissipating, unable to maintain its form any longer. It dissolved into a streak of light and returned to the Ghost Residence. It would need a long period of recovery before it could heal.

"Sister Ying, run!" Hao Li scrambled to his feet as well. His injuries were far more severe than Zhao Yuan's, but he paid them no mind, shouting at Ying Ji instead.

'Run?'

A bitter smile touched Ying Ji's lips.

She had escaped death, but she was still gravely injured. The potent Saber Qi from the Guan Gong's Great Saber had pierced her body. Not only was she covered in wounds and bleeding profusely like Zhao Yuan and the others, but it had also damaged her meridians and internal organs. She had lost all her combat strength and couldn't even stand.

'How was she supposed to run now?'

Yanbei Village's eyebrow twitched. He snorted coldly. "I didn't expect you to have such a loyal Ghost Spirit. You may have escaped my saber once, but you absolutely won't escape a second time. Die!"

Gripping the Guan Gong's Great Saber with both hands, he put his whole body into the motion, violently raising the massive blade high into the air!

"Sister Ying!" Hao Li and Cheng Haoyu cried out in anguish. They wanted to rush to her aid, but there was no time.

Yue Tianchi, Elder Huang, and the others had also struggled to their feet. Seeing this, they all let out a despairing sigh. "It's over. Each of the enemy's strikes is more ferocious than the last. She's dead for sure!"

They were all in the same boat, and their enemy was overwhelmingly powerful. A sense of tragic sorrow welled up in their hearts. They felt that if Ying Ji died, they wouldn't be far behind.

Only Zhao Yuan refused to give up.

Ignoring the excruciating pain from his wounds, he raised the Wind and Thunder Whip and charged.

But before he could get far, he was intercepted by Que Shichao and his two companions.

Que Shichao sneered, "Trying to save your companion, kid? Dream on! You can't even protect yourself!"

Facing three powerful enemies, all of whom were stronger than him, Zhao Yuan neither retreated nor panicked. He immediately went on the offensive!

He incorporated the techniques of his Mountain-Breaking Fist into his Whip Technique. The Wind and Thunder Whip cracked through the air with immense force, lashing out at Que Shichao and his two men.

"You're covered in wounds, a spent force, yet you still dare to clash with us head-on? What nerve!" Que Shichao's eyebrow twitched. He caught the incoming Wind and Thunder Whip with his bare hand and roared, "Now, kneel!"

"You're the one who should be kneeling!" A mocking smile touched Zhao Yuan's lips. "You fell for it!"

"What?" Que Shichao froze, stunned. A powerful current of lightning suddenly erupted from the Wind and Thunder Whip.

Ordinary lightning might not pose much of a threat to an expert of the Qi Listening Realm. But the Wind and Thunder Whip's power contained Celestial Thunder Power! Even a Qi Listening Realm expert would be brought to their knees!

Que Shichao's expression changed in an instant. The electricity made his legs go weak, and he dropped to his knees on the ground.

Pheasant and Chicken Milk were stunned. They never imagined that Zhao Yuan's pitch-black whip was actually a powerful Magical Artifact!

But a second later, they grew excited. If they killed Zhao Yuan, that powerful Magical Artifact would be theirs!

"Die, kid!" Pheasant and Chicken Milk roared, launching their attack.

Zhao Yuan didn't dare face the simultaneous assault of two Qi Listening Realm experts. He retreated several steps, first dodging Pheasant's Thunderous Strike, then lashing out with his whip toward Chicken Milk!

"Trying the same trick twice? You're asking to die!" Chicken Milk sneered. He circulated the Qi in his body, rapidly forming an invisible glove over his hand. With it, he blocked the lightning from the Wind and Thunder Whip and launched a counterattack, forming a Qi Sword that shot toward Zhao Yuan's chest. At the same time, his hand darted out like a snake, trying to snatch the whip.

However, at that exact moment, Zhao Yuan switched from Mountain-Breaking Fist to Soft Cloud Palm.

The wide, powerful, and rigid fighting style instantly became soft and yielding. Caught completely off guard, Chicken Milk not only had his Qi Sword neutralized but also failed to grab the Wind and Thunder Whip. Instead, he took a lash to the chest that sent him stumbling back several steps, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth as he seethed with rage.

Pheasant was about to charge again when he heard an furious roar from Yanbei Village behind him. "Dammit!"

'What's going on?'

Pheasant was shocked. 'Didn't we already block this kid and have him trapped? What could have gone wrong on Yanbei Village's end?'

He whipped his head around to look.

Que Shichao and Chicken Milk did the same, turning to see what was happening.

They were stunned to see that Yanbei Village's second strike had also missed! Although it carved a terrifyingly deep scar into the ground, it had failed to kill Ying Ji. Just as the great saber was about to fall, she had been rescued!

The one who saved her wasn't Zhao Yuan, but Zeng Rui, who hadn't been seen until now!

Zeng Rui was incredibly fast. After saving Ying Ji, she immediately brought her over to Hao Li and the others. After a quick check of her injuries, she instructed Elder Shan, who was nearby, on what medicine to give her.

Seizing the moment while Que Shichao and his two companions were distracted, Zhao Yuan also withdrew from the fight and rejoined the group. "Elder Zeng," he said gratefully, "thank you."

"Don't mention it." Zeng Rui shook her head, her eyes narrowing as she stared at the enraged Yanbei Village. "You all had better figure out how to deal with him, and quickly. I can sense that his anger has made him even stronger!"

Hearing this, everyone's faces fell.

Yanbei Village was already monstrously strong—one slash could send all of them flying—and he was still getting stronger?

'How the hell are we supposed to fight this?'

In that moment, a feeling of utter despair washed over them all.