Yan Xu's body erupted with a dazzling golden light, his aura skyrocketing to unimaginable heights. The air around him crackled with power as he unleashed his true strength, a force that surpassed many in the Martial Alliance.
The remaining Martial Alliance mbers watched in confusion as Yan Xu soared into the sky.
He knew that he couldn't afford to hold anything back now. If he didn't give everything he had, everyone here would be slaughtered. It was just perfect timing for him to show off and get these people in his debt.
Today, he wanted to beco their savior, partially to save the town but majorly because he wanted the Martial Alliance leader's daughter.
"Evil like you don't deserve to be alive!"
With a swift movent, Yan Xu drew his sword and charged towards the masked leader, his every strike imbued with the power of his cultivation as well as so mysterious power.
Seeing Yab Xu's attack, even the Martial Alliance Leader was stunned. Although he had heard that Yan Xu saved the entire town in the last battle, but even he hadn't seen this level of strength.
Even when he arrived here, he had observed Yan Xu, not thinking that he was this strong. It was as if Yan Xu had intentionally suppressed his cultivation.
Now that Yan Xu attacked, he didn't hold anything back. With this, the Martial Alliance Leader could see that Yan Xu had almost similar cultivation to him, only slightly behind.
However, the most shocking part was that the strength he was able to draw out far surpassed the cultivation level Yan Xu had.
"Such bold words!" The Masked Leader exclaid, his voice filled with a hint of mockery as he raised his sword. "An ant trying to stop a war chariot!"
The clash of their swords reverberated through the battlefield, sending shockwaves that shattered the ground beneath them. Yan Xu's attacks were relentless, each strike faster and more powerful than the last. He refused to back down, refusing to let worries overco him.
The masked leader, for the first ti, showed signs of surprise. He had underestimated Yan Xu's strength and determination. But he quickly recovered, his own attacks becoming more fierce and calculated.
The two warriors fought with an intensity that shook the heavens. Their swords clashed, creating sparks that illuminated the darkened sky. The other masked n watched in silence, unable to comprehend how Yan Xu was fighting on the sa level as their leader.
"You are talented! Not bad!" The Masked Leader exclaid, blocking an attack. "Join our side and I'll give you a respectable position!"
"You can't afford !" Yan Xu exclaid,a smirk spreading across his lips as he glanced at the Martial Alliance Leader.
"This much struggle should be enough as a show," he muttered as he decided to end the charade.
"I won't let you harm my people even if I have to use skills that require my life essence!" he roared, putting up an act while making sure that everyone heard him.
Yan Xu's sword began to emit a blinding golden light, an indication of the imnse power he had tapped into. With a final surge of energy, Yan Xu unleashed a devastating strike, a wave of golden energy that obliterated everything in its path.
The masked leader, caught off guard, was unable to defend against the attack. He was sent hurtling through the air, his mask shattering as he crashed to the ground.
Yan Xu speared right before the Masked Leader. Without getting him a chance to even stand, he thrust the sword down, stabbing his chest.
The remaining masked n looked on in shock and disbelief, their leader defeated by a single warrior of this weak world.
But Yan Xu wasn't finished. With the masked leader defeated, he turned his attention to the remaining masked n, his eyes filled with a devilish thirst.
"It's been a long ti since I fought to my heart's content. I'm going to enjoy it."
The Martial Alliance mbers, who had been on the brink of defeat, felt a surge of hope through their veins. They had witnessed the power of Yan Xu firsthand.
"Help Yan Xu!" The Martial Alliance Leader roared, commanding his people.
The warriors who had lost their fighting spirit once again gained motivation as they joined the battle again.
With renewed vigor, they joined Yan Xu, rallying behind him as they charged towards the remaining masked n, leaving the more powerful enemies to Yan Xu.
The tide of battle had shifted, and the Martial Alliance mbers fought with a newfound motivation, their attacks fueled by the belief that they could win.
The battlefield once again erupted into chaos, but this ti, it was the masked n who found themselves on the back foot. They fought desperately, but it was clear that the montum was against them.
One by one, the masked n fell, their bodies littering the battlefield. The Martial Alliance mbers pressed on.
Yan Xu stood at the forefront, his sword still in hand, gazing at the invading ships in the distance.
....
"And so the hero arrives to save the day." Xu Shan enjoyed the performance of Yan Xu, as if he was watching a play.
"This is disappointing. With such an easy victory, will we even see that girl in action? Won't it be a wasted opportunity?" Xin asked Xu Shan. She was more curious about the girl accompanying Yan Xu.
"Don't worry. This is just the beginning. That kid probably has no idea who is inside those ships. This is about to be fun..."
As Xu Shan finished, all the masked n were killed. Yan Xu was victorious, his next target the clan ships and their heirs.
However, before he could even take a single step forward, a powerful aura descended from the ships, montarily even surprising Yan Xu.
"No wonder you insects were able to harm my son. So you're stronger than I expected." A mysterious voice ca from inside the ship.
A man ca to sight on the deck, his aura like a tsunami, pressing down on everyone.
He wasn't alone either. He was accompanied by many old n, only slightly weaker than him.
"He is...?" Xin asked Xu Shan, curious about the man's identity who was at the Peak of Celestial Cultivation that people of this lower world could ever achieve. In fact, he was even halfway through to the breakthrough.
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