Mieng Wu and Hai Xiong Shier Lang were alike, having only one Supre Holy Completion.
The remaining three were all at the rank of Supre Sacred Great Achievent.
One was a "Dinosaur Swan," strikingly similar to a brachiosaurus.
However, above its neck was that of a swan with triangular eyes, which at first glance was sowhat comical.
Another one, a "Bewildering Heart dicine Butterfly," fluttered its wings continuously, sprinkling insect powder over the fledgling Mieng chicks.
And one was the "Column of Inspiration," its base plunging deep into the ruins, with enigmatic glowing symbols being branded incessantly upon the body of the Mieng fledgling.
"A main and off-hand configuration?" Ye Hanjun realized in his heart.
The lineup of Mieng Wu was quite straightforward and easy to understand; in his team, the Mieng fledgling was the primary attacking unit.
When the Mieng fledgling’s combat power was intact, its ability, along with the Bewildering Heart dicine Butterfly’s "Body Sculpting Powder," "Endurance Powder," "Healing Powder"... the Column of Inspiration’s "Inspirational Aura," "Rhythmic Heart"... all the enhancents would accumulate on it.
Once the Mieng fledgling lost its combat capability, the Dinosaur Swan would take over.
Such an arrangent ensured a margin for error and maximized the combat ceiling to the greatest extent—it was simple yet subtly ingenious.
"Roar!"
Hai Xiong Shiyi Lang didn’t need to summon his Contracted Spirit Fond Spirits; his Hai Xiong was right alongside him.
As for the other Contracted Spirit Fond Spirits, it was unclear whether they were not presentable or had sustained injuries in the fight with Wen Qingzhu.
He had no intention of summoning them, only wishing to engage in fierce battle with the combined strength of one man and one bear.
"One sub-top Holy King, one ordinary Holy King, it’s not as if they lack the power to battle..."
After Ye Hanjun roughly estimated the gap in combat strength between both sides, his eyes shimred slightly.
On the surface, Lie Xinxin, who was the strongest of his group, had already used her major move.
Like most spellcaster creatures, after a sudden squandering of elental energy, she was unable to form normal combat power in a short ti.
That is to say, she couldn’t play the role of attacker in this battle, but if she sporadically assisted Ye Hanjun in defense, dodging so skills, she could just manage it.
Ye Nishang, in her own right, with her authority and Contracted Spirit Fond Spirits, had not ascended to the 9th Rank; there was no necessity for her to participate in the battle.
But she held trump cards in both hands, and if released without concern for consequences, they could potentially harm even the normalized Holy Beast King.
The main problem seed to be "breaking apart" the opponents.
Mieng Wu’s formation concentrated too much strength, which resulted in the Supre Holy Completion Mieng fledgling becoming infinitely close to a Half-Step Deity without divine blessings.
Once it approached that realm, a standard-rank Holy Beast King was left only to be slaughtered.
However, if one could disrupt the cooperation between the Fond Spirits, reducing the enhancent effects across the board, its threat level would decrease.
As for Hai Xiong Shiyi Lang, his strength was inherently weaker than Hai Xiong Shier Lang’s and having already fought with a martial ancestor, he posed a threat, but was not the focus...
Ye Hanjun quickly pondered and, in a brief mont, made his decision.
A desperate fight was in order; these two had already grasped so information about him and Ye Nishang.
Whether it was to assist Ye Mochou in taking revenge or to silence them, leaving them alive would an endless troubles.
"Absolute String, Huazhu, I need your help."
"You assist Sword Thunder Child, enhance its Thunder Elent as much as possible; we’re going for a big one, let’s overturn this place!"
"Understood!" Huazhu nodded and imdiately cast the spell.
Although she was only at Glorious Perfection and had not yet ascended to the Holy Saint Embryo,
she possessed the ability to change the weather, capable of summoning the desired elents at will.
"Whooosh~~~"
Winds howled, and sand and stones scattered.
The already ruined dungeon actually gathered clusters of dark clouds overhead.
Soon enough, rain began to fall, pitter-patter.
When the downpour intensified, accompanied by thunder and lightning, a new battlefield was set.
"Boom boom boom—"
One after another, flashes of lightning followed in succession.
They fell like swords and chopped like axes; the sound was terrifying, and they bore a fearso sharpness that daunted the heart.
"The Great Sky Storm" was triggered, with the Thunder Elent within the area becoming highly reactive, matching that of living beings, no different from going berserk.
"Clang clang clang!"
"Clatter clatter clatter!"
Absolute String made its entrance with "Sword Kill."
It was extrely close to the Holy Saint Embryo, barely a line away.
Strumming the Unique and Unmatched Technique, all the lightning in the sky was absorbed, and the golden Thunder Sword Array quickly took shape.
Then... swords filled the sky!
These Thunder Swords ford into the shape of a sword dragon, one thousand five hundred ters long, with its sword tips forming the dragon scales, only leaving the dragon head empty.
"Clang!!"
Sword Thunder Child flew over and lodged itself into the neck of the sword dragon.
Thus, the dragon of swords nurtured a head; its golden electric arcs, thick as molasses, poured down, inflating the entire dragon body.
"Roar!!"
The sword dragon roared; what was initially just a breath capable of threatening re Sacred Voidal Conduits infinitely approached the Supre Holy Completion.
In the next instant, Sword Thunder Child, commanding the Thunder Sword Dragon, burst through the dungeon’s ceiling, charging straight for the fortress, then breaking through the fortress, slamming into the outermost Defensive Array.
"Boom boom boom—"
The earth shook and the heavens collapsed.
The Formation held against the first wave of the attack, but the entire Hai Xiong Clan’s territory slowly succumbed to endless panic.
Vassals, slaves, soldiers, guards... they had no idea what had happened.
All they knew was that invaders had pushed the Holy Kings of the Hai Xiong Clan to face them directly, beyond the reach of others.
But wasn’t that person beheaded? Where did this Thunder Dragon co from? Why was it so powerful?
As they began to wonder aimlessly, the fearful fled, and the terrified trembled.
They dared not look directly at the exploding fireworks-like flashes of electricity, praying desperately for it to end, to end quickly.
"Rippp!!"
The reinforced Defensive Array was ripped open a small hole, and in that very mont, Ye Hanjun summoned the Holy War Gateway.
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