Chapter 146: Brute Force
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Since the opponent has a clever layout, intricate thoughts.
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Then Jiang Wang decisively abandoned the tit-for-tat approach and chose to overpower this battle with overwhelming strength!
He directly invoked divine power using his Bi Fang Seal, unleashing a powerful divine fire that engulfed the entire battlefield, destroying everything visible and invisible. It was a choice made by the instinct of combat.
But after careful consideration, he would probably still make the same choice.
Because this is the best response!
This is the combat instinct honed through countless battles, cultivated in the face of countless life-and-death struggles. It's a fighting intuition born from his innate talent for warfare.
During the Inner Court stage, the biggest constraint on divine abilities is that the seeds of divine abilities can only contain a very limited amount of power.
For example, at the beginning, Jiang Wang could only use his Sanmei Zhenhuo a few times.
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As cultivation level increases and divine abilities are developed, the constraints imposed by divine seeds will gradually be lifted, and the limits of divine power will continuously be expanded.
Still taking the example of the Samadhi Fire.
For Jiang Wang, from the first to fifth rank of officialdom, and even now with the establishment of the second floor outside the stars, the growth of divine skill seeds as "containers" has been driven.
Understanding the mystery of "having achieved samadhi" is the elevation of the essence of supernatural powers themselves.
Condensed divine power and spiritual appearance is related to the expansion of "quantity" in divine powers.
Divine powers and spiritual manifestations are not necessarily the advanced forms that all divine powers must go through, nor are the effects of divine powers and spiritual manifestations of all cultivators uniform.
It is specifically on Jiang Wang himself, that it is the divine form condensed by Bi Fang's seal as the body. Taking his own Three Profound True Fire as the source, another "fire furnace" is opened outside the body, absorbing the Three Profound True Fire between heaven and earth. In this way, it bypasses the limit of the divine seed contained within one's body, achieving the effect of divine fire like a waterfall.
With such divine power unleashed, all things turned to ash.
All those ominous, gloomy things in the world were being burned with wisps of smoke everywhere.
Those complex, enigmatic yet resilient powers might still need some time to "perfect their mastery."
And those that are essentially not difficult to see through, are almost on the verge of being extinguished.
Concerning the suppression of that eerie array, regarding the sinister ghostly aura, and even Du Yexi and Du Yexi's army formation...
The true fire of samādhi, nothing is unburned!
This blazing inferno, once unleashed, left no room for maneuver on the battlefield. There was nothing but flames and all that had been consumed by them.
The crisis of life and death is upon us!
Du Yexi was also a seasoned veteran who had been through countless battles of life and death, so naturally he could not fail to sense the danger before him.
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He was enveloped in the aura of a ferocious tiger, his powerful hand gripping tightly, gathering all the military might that had entangled him. It condensed into a fearsome, unparalleled spear, which he flung away with a backhand swing!
...but it wasn't an attack on Jiang Wang, but rather he flung the spear from the military formation straight out into the sea of fire.
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Though the flames had spread for several miles, it was only when they reached this spear formation that the tip exploded in mid-air. The hundred or so Xuanjia elite warriors, seamlessly interwoven with the demonic soldiers, suddenly fell like rain.
In this sea of fire that raged like a raging inferno, Du Yexi's first reaction was to send his soldiers fleeing for their lives!
He could see the danger, but seemed unable to see his own.
Why didn't he escape with his soldiers, but instead remained alone in this sea of fire
He kept his eyes fixed on Jiang Wang's, as if she held the answer.
He not only did not retreat, but instead plunged even deeper into the sea of fire, crashing into the most intense part of the divine flames.
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So crazy! So valiant!
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His funeral mace still smashed forward, the deep iron black seeming to want to shatter the crimson.
The vicious tiger spirit that encircled him was incinerated by the sea of fire, turning into blood-red smoke. Soon even the blood-red smoke was consumed by the flames.
The surging Tao Yuan of the rapids is constantly churning and flowing out. Like snow meeting the scorching sun, it's continuously being evaporated.
His fur began to dry out, and his skin started to crack.
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His blood began to dry up, and his muscles started to dissolve.
But the blood runes on his body grew increasingly vivid!
But his eyes, grew more determined!
His power was swelling, almost infinitely, with his wounds.
The Blood Drinking Divine Ability had almost been pushed to its current limit.
And a staff smashed toward Jiang Wang's chest!
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At the crucial moment, a longing gaze, like an ethereal visitor from heaven, appeared in the fleeting gap of time. It stood before the funeral procession staff, halting its advance.
This was a brilliant sword strike!
Du Yecho bravely rushed against the flames alone.
To step into death's embrace is a move that is almost impossible to predict.
However, Jiang Wang's sword was still in the right place.
With sword against staff, sharpness meets ten thousand jun.
This is an absolute leap in terms of strength.
But Doyo Tiger, who was almost burned to death by the True Fire of Samadhi, possessed terrifying power gained from the Blood God's Art.
The funeral mace slammed against the blade of Longxiangsi's sword. Though blocked, it still pressed forward, carrying the sword with it as the roaring Tiger Demon Charge clashed with the sharp sword qi.
At the same time, a chorus of ghostly wails suddenly erupted in Jiang Wang's ear, a cacophony of screams that was truly unbearable to hear.
And his Tao Yuan, from the seven orifices, from the pores, from any "leak" in his body, it gushed forth madly.
He has ten thousand holes in his body, and every place leaks the root cause.
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The intangible ghost that bound his hands and feet had long been incinerated by the Samadhi True Fire. The screeching crows had also perished in the sea of flames. The Samadhi True Fire burned away the foundation of this sinister formation, yet his Tao Yuan...was still slipping away!
When he shows his greatest strength, it is also when he is most vulnerable.
Du Yexi pressed his attack, continuously layering on injuries and power, rising up with a powerful strike. Lin Zhengren, the hidden opponent whose identity had almost been revealed, also launched his craziest attack at this moment.
This eerie and formidable array is known as the Ten Thousand Ghosts Devouring Souls.
At this moment, the power had been pushed to its limit, shaking the very foundations of heaven and earth. It exerted all its might to suppress Jiang Wang's boundless fire sea, continuously devouring his Dao Yuan.
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If this were an ordinary outer disciple, they would have thought Dao Yuan had already been swallowed by the void and could only be left helpless like a fish on a chopping board.
Even Dao Yuan, as vast and powerful as Mount Jiang Wang, now had to begin mobilizing the Dao Yuan supporting the solitary island of Heaven and Earth in the Five Divine Regions.
And as he parried the mourning staff with his horizontally-held sword, behind him appeared a gigantic, dripping ghost, its face blurred and ferocious.
The power of this ghost far surpasses all previous ones.
Its body was filled with almost tangible ghostly energy, its bone spurs grotesque and its dark markings sinister.
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Of course, it couldn't withstand the Samādhi True Fire. No matter how much ghost energy expanded or how much power was channeled, its form shrank rapidly in the sea of fire, layer by layer.
But after all, it wasn't consumed in an instant, for a ghostly claw nonetheless emerged.
Silently...
Aim toward Jiang Wang's heart!
He plunged into...a beam of ghostly light.
This is a hidden, tranquil power, swirling around Jiang Wang's fingertips.
The seal of calamity, one is in the hidden, one is in the appearance.
Hide when you can, accommodate the enemy when you must.
It is the supreme imprinting technique passed down from Huang Wei!
At this moment, he stood proudly in the heart of the raging inferno, the phantom of the Bi Fang bird spreading its wings behind him.
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But with his left hand, he deftly held the Calamity Seal behind him, easily containing the ferocious ghost claw and preventing its boundless ghostly energy from advancing an inch!
Then, turning back suddenly.
Her lips parted slightly, blowing out a puff of frost-white wind.
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As the frost wind swept through, all things withered and perished, dissolving into nothingness. Even the demon's face gradually became clearer.
Although ferocious and terrifying, although gloomy and stiff, one can still faintly see traces of its former beauty.
Once arrogant, once rude, once cruel, once venomous...now there is only hatred and murderous intent.
It is...
Lin Zhengli!
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The breeze from the Unzhou was light and airy, as though it brushed past a veil of dust. This head, a ferocious water demon, cried out before shattering into pieces, each fragment swallowed by the flames.
Only a tiny black bead remained, powerless to fall. It sank into the soil and dissipated into miasma. But in an instant, it was mostly scorched away!
However, at the same time, Jiang Wang felt a huge palpitation!
His heart felt as if it had been tightened by some unseen force in an instant, making every beat a struggle.
This water ghost is the core eye of this Ten Thousand Ghosts Devouring Spirit Formation.
Jiang Wang blocked its sneak attack and killed it in time.
But that's right in the thick of things!
As Jiang Wang eliminated the water ghost, the backlash of the Wan Gui Shi Ling Array was also directed at him. It almost instantly blurred his perception, shattering the defenses that had already been dissolved by the ghost raven, and stiffening his body.
From that instant, the situation changed dramatically.
Du Yecho's funeral staff, still without reservation, struck forward with full force. In this most extreme situation, it smashed the five divine wheel's rotating light and extinguished Tianfu's body, shattering Jiang Wang's sternum, and continued forward!
In the midst of excruciating pain, Jiang Wang turned back!
At this moment, he completely resisted the backlash of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Devouring Spirit Formation.
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Gazing into the eyes of Du Yehu, who seemed utterly mad, the curtain rose on the one-man army strategy. In an instant, the battle surged into a spiritual realm.
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On the spiritual plane, Jiang Wang in green robes and sword in hand, fearlessly charged into the Heavenly Palace.
The protection of the Tongtian Palace was simply not enough to safeguard Du Yehu's soul. Born in Zhuang Guo and having grown up there, Du Yehu had never been exposed to the soul-cultivation techniques practiced at the inner court level.
Therefore, this was a complete and utter domination.
With a single sword strike, Jiang Wang severed Du Yehu's Dao Pulse True Spirit—a fiery red tiger.
With another sword strike, he nearly shattered Du Yehu's soul on the spot.
Withdrew from the spiritual level, Du Yeliu's funeral staff that smashed on his chest had lost its power.
Only the Evil Tiger Calamity that has already entered the body is still entangled with this body under the influence of inertia.
Jiang Wang faced the battle with utmost calmness, knowing that he couldn't afford to make a single mistake. Any slip-up could lead to lifelong regret!
Feeling a sharp pain as if my sternum was being shoved into my heart, the blazing inferno and massive fiery beast that filled the sky instantly retracted back into itself.
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The crimson flames coursed through his body, their light almost illuminating the green tunic.
As Dao Yuan's spiritual energy was nearly depleted, he had to use all his divine powers to resist the damage his physical body endured and expel the rampaging soldiers from within him.
Five incandescent lights between the chest and abdomen gradually flickered back to life.
An eyelid slightly lifted, his eyes reflecting the sword's light.
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At that moment, he directly manifested the form of a sword immortal.
As the body circles through flames, frost drapes itself in swirling winds. Within its brilliance, there seems to be a divine radiance.
Before him, the entire figure of Du Yecho had already withered and dried up. The staff fell, and the man collapsed.
The breath of life withered rapidly.
While Jiang Wang himself floated like an immortal descending to the world, he shattered the azure clouds and transformed into a long rainbow, instantly piercing through to the southeast corner of the entire battlefield—a small mound that remained unchanged from beginning to end.
On the horizon, star towers shimmered and shone, their starlight swirling between them, providing him with power beyond the primordial.
Then, from top to bottom, a mountain-shattering sword strike fell!
The whole burial mound has been emptied!
It included soil, rubble, bones, and also that blood-curdling shriek of the ghost.
But there was no Lin Zhengren.
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There's the presence, the movement of the main force, but Lin Zhengren is not here.
By this point in the battle, the fighting had escalated to such a degree that Lin Zhengren had actually left behind another layer of disguise right here!
Jiang Wang hesitated for no moment, turned around, and had already stepped onto Qingyun.
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Both the Sword Immortal and the Heavenly Mansion's physique have a time limit, and his injuries don't allow him to continue entangled. Lin Zhengren and Du Yexu behind them might appear with Du Ruhui, which further removes his fighting spirit.
One sword clears the emptiness, one step away.
It was just in my heart, once again deeply impressed a name.
Lin Zhengren... Lin Zhengren!
Almost as soon as Jiang Wang had left, a powerful aura suddenly descended upon the place.
With a calm and steady step, he arrives. The figure of the old man with raven hair descends upon the desolate wasteland at this moment.
The prime minister of the state of Zhuang was Du Ruhui!
He was dressed neatly, his temples not a hair out of place. It was impossible to tell he had just been in a battle.
A mere glance was enough to reveal the recent carnage that had taken place here. The chaotic celestial energy and lingering scent of blood in the air spoke volumes about the intensity of the battle.
Within his line of sight, there was no figure of Jiang Wang. However, the traces of his escape were impossible for his eyes to miss.
especially that lingering trace of breath...
He had once chased after it within the borders of Zhuang, and later on, he regretted many times. He wondered why he hadn't simply wiped it away when they first met in the Qi Chang Mountains.
Du Ruhui's gaze was fixed on the distant horizon.
In this world, the heaven's breath is unique, the earth's breath has three, and human breath is endless.
When heaven rests, people rest. With one heart, we illuminate the mountains and rivers.
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He raised his right hand, forming a sword finger, and pointed it towards the distance.
A surge of majestic earth energy erupted, rapidly coalescing into shape. It formed a large earthen spear, the color of ochre clay, shaped like a mountain stone expertly honed. It was heavy and solid but vanished in a flash, no longer visible to the eye.
has been flowing between heaven and earth.
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Heaven's breath technique plus River Mountain Piercing!
The power of Heaven's breath and the power of Earth's breath chased through the vast emptiness, leaping over all tangible and intangible obstacles. Following that hidden path, they tracked the end point of human breath, ultimately bringing about a predetermined massacre.
Du Ruhui's celestial breath technique surged, his hand like a mountain piercing the sky. He then closed his fingers and withdrew his gaze.
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This Du Yano tiger lying on the ground, if not rescued soon, will be dead...
The prime minister of the Zhuang state let out a light sigh, and then half-squatted down.
He first took out a jade bottle and poured out two lustrous pills, gently placing them into Du Yecho's mouth. Then he placed his hand on Du Yecho's chest, pouring in pure Dao Yuan, helping Du Yecho dissolve the medicinal power and harmonize his injuries.
During this process, a rustling sound rose from the ground.
Soon, a pair of gigantic ghostly hands emerged from the ground, pushing with all their might. A yellowish-brown apparition then sprang forth.
The earth opens for it, and also unites because of it.
This towering, over-three-meter-tall earthbound coffin ghoul had a strong build and the faint outline of a wrinkled, aged face. It crouched on the ground, the coffin it carried on its back lay open.
Lin Zhengren walked out from the middle.
He bowed deeply and respectfully to Du Ruhui: "I greet the Grand Minister."
Such a person was so careful that even in something like assassinating Jiang Wang, he didn't reveal any trace of his true identity. He layered one illusion on top of another, hiding in the shadows from beginning to end. It wasn't until Du Ruhui personally arrived and began treating Du Yecho's injuries that he finally revealed himself.
Du Ruhui glanced at him and nodded: "No need for formalities. You've worked hard this time."
There was no sign whatsoever that after the Yellow River meeting, the person had carried Lin Zhengren around like a dead dog, with an expression of extreme disgust and a desire to kill him immediately.
Experts fought fiercely, with life and death hanging by a thread.
Time, place, personal cultivation, adaptability, and mental fortitude... there are too many factors that can determine the outcome.
Even Jiang Wang, one of the most powerful cultivators among all the outer courtyards, was severely injured under the combined attack of Lin Zhengren and Du Yehu.
What they relied on was nothing more than a ghostly formation called the Wan Gui Shi Ling, an army of three hundred Nine River Xuan Jia elite soldiers, Lin Zhengren's painstaking research on Jiang Wang over time, some information obtained from elsewhere, and...Jiang Wang's feelings for Du Yehu.
At their level of power, they had utilized nearly everything at their disposal. It did indeed cause harm to Jiang Wang and truly created the possibility of him staying behind.
To attack with cunning but feign innocence, to use two against one, to ambush and lay a trap... Such acts of border transgression against the enemy are nothing unusual.
Once upon a time, Jiang Wang had set an ambush with Xiang Qian and even successfully crossed the border to kill Hai Zongming, the elder of Dianhai Lou.
But the person who was ambushed, after all, was Jiang Wang.
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Today, the person who has a chance to be left behind is after all the leader of the Yellow River in 1939 AD.
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After all, he was the one who had the qualifications to vie for the title of the strongest cultivator outside the world. He pressed down on Chen Suan with his sword on Xingyue Plain and made a divine appointment with Dou Zhao outside Yincheng...
The value that Lin Zhengren and Du Yehu displayed in this battle is truly remarkable!
Therefore, Du Ruhui saved Du Yexiao with great effort, and he was also very kind to Lin Zhengren.
Lin Zhengren was certainly not the kind of person who would be oblivious to the situation. With Du Ruhui's friendly demeanor, he was practically terrified out of his wits.
He was deeply moved and said, "Serving the country, what hardship is too great Even if Zheng Ren dies here today, it would be worth it!"
Not until this moment did the over one hundred Jiāngxián armored soldiers remaining under Du Yěhǔ's command slowly limp back from afar, supporting each other.
Upon seeing Du Ruhui, they were all extremely excited. They immediately prostrated themselves and cried out, begging Du Ruhui to save their general.
"Brave warriors, you have worked hard. Please, do not be formal, just find a place to rest yourselves. General Du is a national hero, and I will certainly do my utmost."
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Du Ruhui naturally took out another bottle of elixir and handed it to Lin Zhengren: "Zhengren, you take a look at the injuries of the soldiers and help them recover. This old man wants to focus on treating General Du, I don't have free hands."
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The soldiers naturally expressed their heartfelt gratitude once again.
Lin Zhengren respectfully took the pills and chatted with these soldiers, inquiring about their well-being, asking about their hometowns, and discussing the future. He was very kind and caring.
Handling these things was nothing difficult for him.
Only then did Du Ruhui turn his full attention back to Du Yuhou.
This was a very important battle, and for him, the contemplation of it would only be in his heart.
Judging from the traces of battle, Jiang Wang's last sword was intended to strike down Lin Zhengren's true form. In an emergency, the blow failed to land, and he retreated with serious injuries, which proved to be a wise choice.
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He also truly avoided a direct confrontation with himself because of this choice...
Based on this analysis, there should be no doubt that this battle was a very determined one from both sides.
Lin Zhengren and Du Yeli both showed quite impressive performances, and Jiang Wang indeed possesses the strength to overwhelm them.
The only question is whether Jiang Wang had time to deliver a final blow, ensuring that Du Yexi would be utterly beyond redemption.
Judging from Du Yecho's current injuries, if he doesn't receive treatment in time, he will almost certainly die... Therefore, Jiang Wang's decision not to strike that sword was completely reasonable.
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After all, any situation involving Jiang Wang must consider the presence of a hidden enemy who has yet to reveal themselves, as well as the possibility of even stronger enemies appearing at any moment...
He had to act quickly and decisively; there was no time for dithering.
With these thoughts swirling in his mind, Du Ruhui's hands continued their tireless work.
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After a very long time, the prime minister of Zhuang Kingdom showed clear signs of fatigue on his face, and Du Yehu finally woke up from his coma.
His entire face was covered in a wild, tangled beard, now disheveled and dry, scorched in places. He looked gaunt and haggard, yet his eyes still burned with a savage glint, undimmed.
At this moment, Du Ruhui let go of his hand, stood up, and his expression became very serious.
Who allowed you to come Who permitted you to mobilize troops and lay siege to Jiang Wang!
Du Yexiao lay silently on the ground, propped up by charred soil, without a sound.
Du Ruhui continued to ask, "Do you know why not redeeming the city allowed it to stand here"
"Do you even know what Jiang Wang's current status is What country does he serve They even whitewashed his crimes of sorcery. What grounds do you have to assassinate him If Qi really wants to hold you accountable, none of your heads would be enough for the chopping block!"
"Du Ruhui was heartbroken: 'Don't you know how much trouble your recklessness could bring to our country You lead the army, can you be so rash'"
"Actually…" Lin Zhengren chimed in at the right moment: "It was I who first discovered Jiang Wang's appearance in Bu Xue City and informed General Du. It was then that General Du immediately dispatched troops and came with me to set an ambush...Your Majesty, if there is blame for this expedition, it lies solely with Lin Zhengren. General Du is uninvolved."
“I don’t know what crimes I have committed or not.” Du Yecho murmured, “I can’t worry about that much! Jiang Wang colluded with the White Bone Dao and caused my homeland to fall into the Netherworld. As long as there is a chance, I must kill him! Once I trusted him so much, now I hate him just as much. This is something I have to do myself. If anyone asks for responsibility, the court can just hand me over! I, Du Yecho, do things on my own and take responsibility myself. I blame no one!”
Du Ruhui was so angry that his whiskers trembled, and he glared at him with a furious expression, pointing a finger at him: "You! You!"
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With a flick of his robe sleeve, he angrily departed.
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