"Master Brother..."
Li Ye’s avatar stood in mid-air, gazing at the ever-growing army of Profound Armor Soldiers in the distance. Those soldiers looked terrifying, but for him, the Golden Core True Man incarnated as Jianmu, they posed no real threat.
The only thing he cared about was the figure standing in front of the Profound Armor Soldiers.
There was no mistake.
It was the Master Brother.
Could it be that he was leading the existence of the Hell Path to attack him?
Perhaps his gaze was too conspicuous, as the Master Brother, who had been looking down, also lifted his head, and their eyes t.
In that instant.
It was as if a heavy hamr struck his Divine Sense.
It hamred so hard that stars appeared in his eyes, as if he were about to shatter into pieces, the intense pain caused him to groan:
"Ugh."
Li Ye’s avatar quivered.
Even Jianmu quaked from the unbearable pain.
The Demon Spirits, initially at ease, panicked and flew about, clinging tightly to the tree trunks, tears welling in their large eyes and falling onto the branches.
Luckily, his Divine Sense was exceptionally resilient, otherwise an ordinary person might have had their soul scatter the mont the heavy hamr struck.
Even Li Ye took a mont to recover.
After coming to his senses, he once again looked towards where the Master Brother stood.
He didn’t know why.
He always felt that the other did it on purpose—or intentionally angered him. Although this "Divine Soul Hamr" magic was indeed powerful, Li Ye had learned it as well, and naturally wouldn’t be too heavily injured.
This feeling had no basis, yet made him feel as if it were true.
The Master Brother continued to look at him.
A smile on his face, similar to what it was on Ruoquan Island.
Yet, due to the gray robe he wore and the somber surroundings, he appeared particularly sinister. His lips moved, mouthing silent words.
The aning was — rember to kill .
And then he turned and left.
The army of Profound Armor advanced imdiately; they had no fancy techniques, just marching forward, sweeping away everything with their swords, and blocking all attacks with their shields.
The Xiangshui House that Li Ye painstakingly built was reduced to powder by the swipe of those long black swords if it was in the army’s path.
The house itself would disperse.
But the Compassion Wheat growing on the house would turn to powder and integrate into these soldiers’ bodies, seeming to slightly bolster their montum.
"Alas."
"So it’s the trouble brought by immortality again."
After noticing this, Li Ye shook his head helplessly and commanded the Bamboo Wood Ants to quickly form a formation.
With his command.
Established walls made of bamboo and wood, as strong as iron, ford instantly, glimring with Spiritual Light, blocking all soldiers before them.
The Bamboo Wood Ants truly showed no fear of death.
Even when those soldiers pierced the walls with their black swords, causing black pollution to spread, they would abandon that part of the body and regenerate themselves with the vitality granted by Compassion.
In less than half a breath.
The holes would repair imdiately.
Appearing as pristine as carved jade.
It seed they temporarily held back the Profound Armor Soldiers’ advance, but Li Ye knew it couldn’t be that easy.
His branches swayed.
Shaking down smaller branches, which the Demon Spirits quickly turned into bows and arrows, then he cast down leaves to imbue them with spirit.
The small bows and arrows shimred with various colors of light.
—Each leaf represented Li Ye’s understanding and materialization of a spell or a Divine Technique, as they notched and released the arrows, Wind Blades, Fireballs, and Earth Spikes accompanied the arrows.
It was like fireworks blooming.
Brilliant Spiritual Qi brought about utter destruction.
Though Li Ye rarely used spells and Divine Techniques in combat, it didn’t an he didn’t use them often in daily practice, not to ntion the many Spirit Plants and Spirit Beasts he intentionally or unintentionally cultivated to aid in improvent.
As the rain of arrows fell, the "boom" like thunder resounded.
Row upon row of Profound Armor Soldiers were blasted to pieces by various spells, leaving scarlet flesh and bones on the ground, blood forming rivers, bones piling into mountains.
Yet, even so, they made no sound.
Continuing their advance unwaveringly.
Among them, so special soldiers tore open their armors, revealing robust physiques, resisting the arrows shot by the Demon Spirits with their flesh.
Others used various Divine Techniques to defend.
Their Divine Techniques didn’t emit bright Spiritual Light, being so simple and efficient, it seed specifically crafted for war, not a bit more nor less.
Even with the Wood Spirit Power provided by Li Ye’s Jianmu, the Demon Spirit bows and arrows were impotent.
The Bamboo Wood Ant walls were gouged with increasingly large holes.
In what seed like an instant.
The situation turned drastically.
"Junior Brother."
Seated in the central army, the Master Brother raised his head and spoke straightforwardly: "These people are the army of the Northern Domain’s Spirit Refining Sect.
In life, they were fearless, but in death, they were resurrected by Accumulated Fruit; they share our five senses but are mute, driven only to battle.
Can you... hear their wails?"
From the mont he spoke, Li Ye’s roots, which spread throughout almost the entire Dongcang Town, suddenly felt... the stifled groans of pain and the sweat dripping from gritted teeth.
Those shattered bones carried unwillingness and sorrow, with an undeniable trace of hatred.
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