World of Cultivation - Volume 06 - All Hail Our King

by Fang Xiang

  Shi Pei squeezed out a smile, "Alright!"

  The two were both people not skilled in speech. After this exchange, the atmosphere cooled again. Wei Sheng closed his eyes and meditated. The God-Killing Blood Sword floated in front of him with a bloody aura.

  Shi Pei's attention moved back to the pe

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  Soon, a warning came from the front.

  Shi Pei was slightl

  y surprised. Abyss Jail Battalion had guarded the worst jail, the Abyss Fiend Jail, they could be called a battalion of iron. Every member thought nothing of life and death, they were powerful. Zhong De had created this iron troop himself. Every soldier would unhesitatingly use their body to take an attack for Zhong De!

  All of the army knew that Tian Huan's target was Zhong De Daren.

  The battalion's morale did not need any urging. Everyone's spirits burned.

  They were fighting on home territory, they had enough time to set up defences, they had the advantage of the land. According to Shi Pei's predictions, they should have been able to stop all of the enemy attacks.

  He hadn't thought that the front lines would not be able to stop the other's attacks. It could be seen just how much pressure the front lines were under.

  Surprised, Shi Pei immediately realized that the enemy's experts were probably much stronger than they had predicted! The situation was more severe than they had imagined.

  ———

  Mi Wu moved quickly, two ring masters following him closely to protect his flanks. The three of them charged towards the camp like a drill. Mi Wu felt as though there was a fire burning in his chest. His attacks were fiery, the shen glyph in his body constantly providing him with surging power. He seemed to have endless power that would never be used up.

  The surroundings were full of enemies, but he felt no fear.

  His body moved like lightning, the light in his hand like a sharp blade that flashed through the air. It had to be said that combat was the best teacher. Last time, he had just fought one round with Zuo Mo yet Mi Wu had learned a lot. He had gradually become experienced.

  C lang!

  The shen equipment of the enemy flashed and blocked his attack. Yet Mi Wu seemed to

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  t. Abyss Jail Battalion wore the shen equipment that Mo Cloud Sea had de

  s igned for them. Mo Cloud Sea's shen equipment was not below Tian Huan's level, and

  t heir defense was outstanding.

  A succession of attacks ca

  m e.

  A silent light appeared behind the enemy's neck.

  The moment that the light shield of the shen equipment disappeared, th

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  t silent light

  s liced across the other's neck.

  A line of blood appeared on the enemy's neck, and they froze.

  Mi Wu smashed onto this person with his remaining momentum. Bam, the head and the body separated, the sprouting pillar of blood turning into bloody mist in the air. The headless corpse smashed towards the enemy charging at him like a sandbag.

  Using the timing of this block, the shen glyph under Mi Wu's feet lit up. Seven figures that were exactly the same appeared at the same time along with fourteen blade-like lights. Each figure striking at one of the seven new comers.

  Yet he had not killed the seven people as he had predicted.

  Only one person died, the other two had only been killed with the help of the two ring masters.

  Abyss Jail Battalion was as the rumors said!

  Mi Wu felt his heart tremble. His strength was multiple times that of these soldiers, but when he charged into the formation, he still felt a great force.

  This strong repulsion and pressure was invisible just like air, but it was truly present. Those soldiers did not fear death as though they did not care for their lives. The rivers of blood could not affect them at all. The scar-covered faces were indifferent as they charged towards him. Even when they died, their expressions were aloof. Mi Wu felt chills up his spine.

  He had seen elite forces before. The battalion under Mi Nan, the true leader of the Mi Family in this generation, was famed in the world, a top rank elite force. He had entered the camp many times, but they had never given him a feeling like this.

  Mi Wu was not attacking at full power. His mission was to draw the attention of the enemy, control the expenditure of his shen power, and prepare to fight for along time.

  Out of the corner of his eye, he saw another small team of seven people charge over. He hurriedly turned and charged in another direction. After charging around for a while, Mi Wu had some experience. Once the enemy gathered more than five people, their offensive power would increase dramatically. The three of them could win, but it was easy for them to be delayed.

  The trio was extremely quick and slippery. Even though there were enemies constantly around that would slow them, they were unable to catch the trio.

  The jinzhi set up around the camp was simplistic in the eyes of Mi Wu and those who came from Tian Huan. They effortlessly avoided the traps and jinzhi, moving constantly and not giving the enemy a chance to surround them.

  The rhythm of battle was astoundingly fast.

  In just a hundred breaths, the trio had killed more than forty people. Choosing to attacking in chaos was perfect for Mi Wu, who had a calm mind and a quick reactions.

  Yet at such a fast pace, even if Mi Wu had saved his strength, the expenditure of energy was still astounding.

  The two ring masters around him were even more tired.

  The charge of the trio was evident in their effect. They were like thin and eerie blade that danced through the enemy's flesh and bone, searching for a lethal strike.

  The enemy's formation couldn't help but ripple.

  ———

  San Dong was much more magnificent than the calm Mi Wu.

  He walked alone. Everywhere he passed, there were broken limbs and bodies, blood flowing in rivers.

  His shen glyph was unusual in Tian Huan, but if Zuo Mo was here, he would find to his shock that Sang Dong's shen glyph was similar to Mo Cloud Sea's inscription art. There seemed to be a layer of blood over his surging shen power.

  He was like a wild beast that charged unreasonably.

  His eyes were completely red as he snarled. He seemed to have a tangible shadow of blood. He faced the enemy and then charged into the formation like a mad bull.

  Bam bam bam!

  Several figures flew out like sandbags, the lights dim. If they did not die, they were wounded.

  The blood on the ground was absorbed into the bloody shadow on his body. In a blink, the bloody shadow became even denser.

  Sang Dong gave a great howl, his voice even stronger than before!

  Sang Dong's [Blood Devouring Shen Glyph] was the shen glyph most suited to the battlefield. It could absorb blood and turn it into shen power. On the battlefield, he was a true killing machine. He fought in an unreasonable manner, not knowing exhaustion, as long as there was blood, he could continue to fight.

  Unlike the other seats, Sang Dong was a battle maniac. It was rare to see him in the sect. What he liked the most was the battlefield.

  Tian Huan didn't have any major battles in these years, but his lively figure could be seen in the small battles at the borders.

  If Li Xian Er was said to be Tian Huan's most talented and theoretically the strongest disciple, then Sang Dong was the most terrifying and damaging person of the four seats.

  Sang Dong's powerful charges gave the Abyss Jail Battalion great pressure.

  He was like a tireless bull that continued to charge at the enemy formation.

  Even the rock-solid Abyss Jail Battalion started to show cracks.

  ———

  Zuo Mo looked at the chaotic scene and sighed in relief.

  If they had come moments later, then they would really be danger.

  Abyss Jail Battalion was really a well-
trained and determined battalion to not have crumbled in a situation like this. If it was any other battalion facing these experts from Tian Huan, they would have collapsed long ago.

  When there were enough experts, unless the battalion also had experts, the one losing would be the battalion. Outstanding individual power allowed these people to charge back and forth in enemy ranks and kill at their leisure. They had the initiative during battle. The battalion could only react. If the enemy were few in number, then if the battalion had the advantage of numbers and did not care about sacrifices, they could tire the other into death. But if there were many experts, and the battalion lacked experts, then the battalion was dangerous.

  That was the situation now.

  Almost all of Tian Huan's experts had come. An elite force like the Abyss Jail Battalion was suppressed to the point that they couldn't even form a battle formation.

  Zuo Mo was shocked as he watched. In the future, he had to send Lil' Miss and Bie Han some experts. Otherwise, it would really be dangerous if they encountered a situation like this.

  The advantage of a battalion was in fighting on a large scale. In a small-scale battle like this, they could not rival the shen power experts that were nimble and had strong attacks.

  The tired Abyss Jail Battalion showed an opening.

  Zuo Mo's gaze suddenly contracted!

  He saw an old person.

  In such a chaotic battlefield, this person advanced like he was strolling. His speed was not fast, yet no one in the surroundings could stop him.

  A small group of seven people charged at the old person and the light of the battle formation was dazzling.

  The old person did not seem to move and the seven-man team turned into seven balls of fire in the light of the battle formation.

  He slowly moved forward, not even looking as he stepped into a jinzhi.

  Just as everyone thought that the jinzhi would active, the formation scripts of the jinzhi suddenly lit up. Then, the bright light spread in astounding speed in all directions.

  Everywhere it passed, all of the active or secret jinzhi and seal scripts lit up!

  Countless seal scripts floated on the ground of the camp!

  All of the jinzhi were activated!

  Editor's Note:

  Translator Ramblings: A certain gummi wandered through the chapter.

  Chapter 835: Tian Huan Chief Elder

  Zuo Mo's pupils suddenly contracted.

  An extremely brief pause occurred in the battle. Everyone was stunned by the sudden burst of light that swallowed the camp.

  Boom-oom-oom!

  Countless balls of fire rose from the camp and shrouded the enormous camp in a sea of fire. Many soldiers were thrown into the air, caught off guard by the shockwave from the explosion. The entire battlefield was in chaos.

  Zuo Mo inhaled sharply. He knew who the old man was.

  The chief elder of Tian Huan!

  Other than that almost mythically old man of Tian Huan that had peerless skill in seal formations, who else could cause all the jinzhi of an enemy camp to explode in one moment?

  The chief elder's move scared Zuo Mo. Xi Xuan was not skilled at seal formations, and the level of jinzhi set up around the camp was not high. However, how terrifying was the skill needed to ignite all the jinzhi at once!

  As expected of the foremost shen glyph expert!

  Even Zuo Mo admitted that he would not be able to do this.

  The Abyss Jail Battalion was not skilled at jinzhi, and the ones they set up were not high level. As a result, there were not many fatalities. If this was Mo Cloud Sea, and the jinzhi of the camp were ignited … …

  Zuo Mo shuddered!

  The sea of fire caused by the explosion of jinzhi threw the Abyss Jail Battalion into complete chaos. The camp was a sea of fire.

  Someone shouted angrily at the top of their lungs from inside the fire, "Protect Daren!"

  Soon, shouts rose from every corner of the camp.

  "Protect Daren!"

  "Protect Daren!"

  In the sea of flames, those hardy figures gave off slight light. Their shen equipment stopped the heat from the flames. They did not hesitate as they charged to the center of the camp.

  As they sprinted, ran in the flames, their faces became covered in smoke, their hair started to burn, but there was no fear on their scarred faces. They formed ranks quickly. Even at this time, their training showed itself.

  The soldiers that had been thrown about by the explosion climbed back up on their feet and did not hesitate to charge into the flames.

  Everyone was moved by this scene. Abyss Jail Battalion was truly elite!

  At this time, something suddenly happened.

  Boom!

  Among the flames, a blinding bloody red pillar of light as straight as a sword shot into the sky. The pillar was a zhang thick and reached into the clouds. Even the flames could not disguise its light.

  Sword essence!

  Such strong sword essence!

  Sang Dong stopped moving. He raised his face, and his bestial face couldn't help but show some threads of fear.

  The bloody red pillar of light was like a great sword with all of its edges. It seemed as though it was about to pierce through the sky. A powerful sword essence that caused everything to lose color!

  Countless blinding sword energies roamed around the pillar of flight. Even the flames were cut into pieces by the terrifying sharp sword energies.

  That person … …

  Sang Dong had never thought that someone else would make him feel such a terrifying pressure in this world. He had only experienced pressure of this level from Chief Elder.

  Inside the pillar of light, a figure holding a sword floated out.

  Wei Sheng!

  For the great majority of people, they had heard of this name a long time ago but never met him in person. Mo Cloud Sea's Wei Sheng, one of the strongest people in the world, the strongest sword xiu outside of Kun Lun! He was a legend.

  Only someone as strong as him would have such a presence!

  Yet at this time, the members of Tian Huan did not have the time to savor this. They all changed expression. Every person had a feeling that Wei Sheng was looking at them.

  Those that were slightly weak thought that they had been locked onto by a mountainous presence.

  Only Sang Dong and the others knew that this was an illusory feeling caused by the pressure the other gave off. Yet their expressions were still ugly. This showed just how terrifying a level Wei Sheng's strength reached!

  Among the pillar of bloody light, Wei Sheng slowly lifted the God-Killing Blood Sword in his hand.

  Almost instantly, the sharp red pillar of light started to gather towards Wei Sheng's sword. It gave onlookers the feeling that the pillar of light was contracting and collapsing.

  When the last bit of light was absorbed into the sword, the bloody sword seemed to glow a fiery red, and gave off eerie bright light.

  So bright people could not look directly at it.

  The strong killing essence that had been roaming through the air seemed to have been sucked into the sword in Wei Sheng's hand. However, this did not lessen the pressure people felt. The eerie feeling of emptiness gave people a sense the next attack would be like a storm!

  In the air, Wei Sheng suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes that were like bloody glass reflected the world.

  His wrist shook lightly, and he made a strike.

  A blinding bloody red sword energy suddenly lit up in people's vision.

  All the light in the world seemed to be stolen by this stroke.

  The flames that were burning fiercely in the camp silently extinguished under this strike. The majority of the Abyss Jail Battalion that were standing in the flames had wide eyes. They were unable to react.

  The target of Wei Sheng's strike was Chief Elder.

  Chief Elder raised his head, his expression as aloof as usual. He pointed a finger and drew in the air.

  Bright rays of
light that were as slender as spider-webs exploded from his fingertip. The packed rays of light grew like vines and expanded rapidly in all directions.

  Shen glyph!

  Zuo Mo's pupils couldn't help but contract again. What was growing from Chief Elder's fingertip was a shen glyph!

  Heavens!

  What was this!

  It was the first time Zuo Mo saw a person able to draw out a shen glyph in the air. Zuo Mo gaped. It was hard for him to even draw it out in his mind, much less in the air!

  A shen glyph manifested in the air.

  The moment the shen glyph took form, thunder roared, and black clouds formed as though it was the apocalypse.

  The bloody red sword energy that Wei Sheng had created clashed with the shen glyph!

  The shen glyph shook lightly with a hum!

  Suddenly, light rose. The sword light penetrated the thick cloud layer above. The lightning that had been moving in the clouds seemed to find a way to vent. Dozens of bolts of lightning the thickness of arms struck Wei Sheng's sword energy.

  The sword energy that flashed with eerie energy struggled for a moment before shattering!

  The shen glyph was still growing!

  The vine-like rays of light continued to grow. They grew along Chief Elder's body. Rays of light continued to grow into Chief Elder's body. There wasn't any hint of pain on Chief Elder's face.

  In a blink, Chief Elder was wrapped in layers by the shen glyph, his figure indistinct.

  The thunder in the sky was even louder, thick lightning striking the shen glyph. However, those thin rays of light seemed to be able to consume lightning and didn't change at all.

  Wei Sheng changed expression. His strike just now had almost been at his peak power after gathering his power yet it could not do anything to the enemy.

  So strong!

  Wei Sheng looked closely at Chief Elder wrapped up in the shen glyph. He could feel the other's gaze had landed on him.

  Wei Sheng did not feel any fear, but felt as though his spirit was burning inside his body!

  How fortunate to encounter such a powerful opponent!

  ———

  Zuo Mo was also greatly shocked.

  He had never thought that someone's skill with shen glyphs could reach such a terrifying level. Eldest Shixiong's last strike which he had accumulated power for was something he was already stunned by. Yet that astounding blow could not affect the enemy at all.