With this thought, Lan Ziyi no longer hesitated. She brought the two long sabers in her hands together, and astonishingly, they merged into a single weapon.
Lu Ye had a trump card, and so did she.
Her two long sabers were already exceptionally lengthy; even Lu Ye's Panshan Saber was about 30-40% shorter by comparison. Ordinary cultivators would find such spirit artifacts difficult to wield; only someone as tall as Lan Ziyi could maneuver them with ease.
Now that the two sabers were merged, while their length remained the same, the blade had clearly become much thicker and heavier. She had recognized the Golden Corpse King's immense physical strength, understanding that ordinary slashes would be ineffective. She was preparing to enhance the destructive power of her spirit artifact, though this would mean sacrificing some speed. She took a shallow breath, her chest rising and falling. A bright light flared from the blade, and she seemed to merge with the saber's radiance, fearlessly slashing down at the Golden Corpse King. The timing of this strike was perfect: it was precisely when Ju Jia was closely engaging the Golden Corpse King, leaving the opponent no time to be distracted.
With a clang, the Golden Corpse King's stature actually lowered from the saber strike. Where the long saber landed, Lan Ziyi's eyes lit up. She had finally wounded this powerful enemy! Although the wound was not large, it had undeniably caused damage to the Golden Corpse King. This was enough; as long as she could wound the opponent, there was a chance to kill them, unlike before when she saw no hope at all.
Ju Jia was once again knocked flying. An intense sense of danger enveloped Lan Ziyi as the injured Golden Corpse King, enraged, turned its gaze to her, extending a claw straight towards her chest. Faced with such a fierce attack, Lan Ziyi advanced instead of retreating, as if afraid she wouldn't die fast enough. She took a step forward, raised her long saber high, and slashed down again. It wasn't that she feared death; rather, the corner of her eye had caught Lu Ye's movement, and she trusted that he wouldn't let her down.
Just as the Golden Corpse King's sharp claw was only three inches from her heart, a fiery red saber light swept in diagonally. Its powerful force forcibly altered the trajectory of the Golden Corpse King's grab, causing the claw to graze past Lan Ziyi's clothes, tearing off a large piece of fabric and revealing the dark gold soft armor she wore underneath.
The thick, heavy saber landed again, splitting directly onto the Golden Corpse King's shoulder armor. The heavy blow enraged the Golden Corpse King, which raised a hand and swept a palm towards Lan Ziyi.
She dared not be careless and retreated quickly, but was still grazed by the palm's wind on her abdomen, letting out a muffled grunt. Before the Golden Corpse King could finish her off, Lu Ye slashed down with another saber strike.
The Blood-Stained Spirit Rune continued to exert its effect, gradually increasing his aura and strength. Initially, he found it difficult to withstand a single blow from the Golden Corpse King, but now he could barely manage it. Although he was still forced back, it wasn't as messy as before.
During the fierce battle, Lu Ye opened his mind, extending his perception to scout his surroundings. The Golden Corpse King's immense power was somewhat strange. When the Kyushu eight-person team was surrounded by the corpse horde, he had a momentary exchange with the Golden Corpse King. While he found it powerful enough then, it wasn't this powerful.
If that weren't the case, he wouldn't have brought only Ju Jia to kill the Golden Corpse King. If the Golden Corpse King had displayed such overwhelming strength back then, everyone in the eight-person team, except for him, would have died. Even he wouldn't have been absolutely certain of escaping, as they weren't just facing one Golden Corpse King at the time, but also countless corpse hordes. After fighting to this point, Lu Ye had vaguely perceived the problem. There must be something here that could greatly enhance the Golden Corpse King's strength, providing a substantial boost.
Lan Ziyi had said that the Golden Corpse King was waiting here for a king's demise, but in reality, that wasn't the case. It was because only here could the Golden Corpse King display strength beyond its original level. If it left this place, while still powerful, it wouldn't be this strong.
What could it be?
Yet, even when he pushed his perception to its limits, he couldn't pinpoint it. He only vaguely sensed an invisible force continuously pouring into the Golden Corpse King's body from somewhere unseen. A moment later, the light of hope in Lan Ziyi's eyes was extinguished again. By this point in the battle, whether it was her, Lu Ye, or Ju Jia, all had exerted their full strength. Yet, at best, they could only inflict some insignificant injuries on the Golden Corpse King. To kill the Golden Corpse King with such limited impact was simply a pipe dream.
Although she was unwilling to admit it, she had to concede that she had previously thought things too simply.
Lu Ye's combat strength had initially been steadily increasing, which made her believe, for a time, that this battle would surely be won. But by now, she had realized something: Lu Ye's improvement had a limit.
Compared to the beginning, Lu Ye's strength had indeed greatly improved. The speed and force of his saber strikes were incomparable to his initial attempts. However, even so, he could only barely contend with the Golden Corpse King and couldn't achieve victory.
Among the three, Lu Ye was the main force for dealing damage. Lan Ziyi could do little beyond distracting the Golden Corpse King. Ju Jia, meanwhile, took the most hits, but no matter how fiercely he was beaten, he would immediately pounce back, continuing to endure even more brutal punishment. If even Lu Ye, the main combatant, could achieve so little, how could they kill the Golden Corpse King?
"Lu Yiye, this won't work!"
During the exchange, Lan Ziyi gritted her teeth and whispered that since it was impossible to kill the Golden King, they should retreat early before things took a turn for the worse.
Lu Ye, however, seemed not to hear. As he moved, he continued to clash with the Golden Corpse King. The benefits from the Blood-Stained Spirit Rune had reached their limit; Lan Ziyi's perception was not wrong—this spirit rune could no longer provide Lu Ye with further enhancement. But he had another, more powerful trump card ready to be used at any moment. This long period of engagement had given him enough time to build up momentum, and Amber, who had been silently perched on his shoulder, blending with his blood and spirit energy, was also ready.
But before finding the reason for the Golden Corpse King's immense power, he dared not use it carelessly. The benefits from the Blood-Stained Spirit Rune were not without cost; his physical and spirit energy were rapidly depleting. If he were to use another, stronger trump card, even with his spirit storage ring to replenish spirit energy at any time, his physical stamina could not be restored.
At that point, he would have to kill the Golden Corpse King and end the battle in the shortest possible time, otherwise, there would be great risk.
So he had been searching for the reason behind the Golden Corpse King's increased power. Once found, it would be the moment for a full-scale eruption, a decisive battle to the death.
But now, it seemed he was pushing things too much!
Just as Lu Ye was about to heed Lan Ziyi's suggestion and retreat first, the Golden Corpse King suddenly spoke.
"Mere ants! How dare you be so presumptuous!"
After clashing with Lu Ye and the others for so long without killing a single person, the Golden Corpse King was enraged.
He naturally knew how powerful cultivators from the Peerless Continent were. Before encountering the Kyushu eight-person team, he had never dared to imagine that there were so many powerful cultivators in this world.
He was momentarily dazed, wondering if he had slept for too long and if something had changed in the outside world.
Whatever the reason, this battle, which he had expected to win easily, had dragged on to this point, filling him with boundless rage.
As he finished speaking, he let out a roar.
"Roar!"
"Roar!"
A roar even more shocking than his own immediately followed. It was Ju Jia, who had just been sent flying, now charging back like a madman. At this moment, Ju Jia was completely enveloped in a dense aura of blood, his spirit energy surging wildly. His already burly frame inexplicably swelled even further, becoming even taller and more robust.
Invisible lightning seemed to course through his disheveled hair, each strand standing on end. Even his usually honest and steady eyes were now filled with a bloody glow.
He resembled an ancient beast unleashed, venting its inner savagery. Lu Ye, who had blocked the Golden Corpse King's attack and retreated to prepare for another strike, was slightly surprised. He had never seen Ju Jia look like this before. For a moment, he didn't know what was wrong, but after quickly glancing, his brows furrowed.
"This guy... is he angry?"
Ju Jia was furious!
He wasn't angry because of his injuries, but because as a body cultivator who charged into battle and served as his companions' most solid defense, he had been repeatedly sent flying by the enemy. For a body cultivator, one's head could be severed, blood could flow, but one's stance could not retreat!
This was the greatest pride of Kyushu body cultivators and their most fundamental principle. Body cultivators were meant to directly face the most dangerous enemies; if a body cultivator retreated, what would happen to their companions behind them?
Although Ju Jia didn't interact with many people, when he followed Sima Yang to make a living, Sima Yang had taught him this principle more than once.
Ju Jia had always acted this way; when fighting enemies alongside his companions, his physical body was their most trustworthy shield!
Sima Yang, though not a person of good character and always clinging to Ju Jia like a leech to earn various cultivation resources, had nonetheless provided excellent guidance on this matter.
Yet now, facing an enemy as powerful as the Golden Corpse King, he was repeatedly sent flying! He didn't have Lu Ye's fierce offensive methods, nor Lan Ziyi's agile and nimble movements. If he couldn't even utilize his greatest strength, what was the point of all his years of perseverance and cultivation?
He questioned himself, his hair bristling with rage!
As he strode forward, the palace, already in ruins, suddenly began to shake. Each step Ju Jia took made the ground tremble and the rubble shift. At this moment, he seemed not like a man, but a mountain, bearing an immensely heavy weight.
A strange light glimmered in Lu Ye's eyes. He didn't know what was happening to Ju Jia, but it seemed as though he had comprehended some extraordinary ability after becoming enraged.
He could clearly feel that Ju Jia's internal spirit energy was rapidly merging with the surrounding world's spirit energy, which was why he appeared extremely heavy. It wasn't that he had truly become as heavy as a mountain, but rather that he achieved this effect by leveraging the surrounding world's spirit energy.
This was an extremely profound secret art!
This was akin to the Heavenly Mechanism Pillars he had set up in Five Element City in Silver Snake Valley. Once those pillars merged with the earth's meridians, the cultivators of the five great families could no longer pull them out. It wasn't that the Heavenly Mechanism Pillars themselves were impossible to move, but that to pull them out, one would have to shake the entire earth meridian connected to them.
"Brother Shen!"
"Yes!"
As Shen Changqing walked down the road, he would greet or nod to acquaintances he met.
But no matter who it was,
Everyone's face was devoid of superfluous expressions, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this,
Shen Changqing was already accustomed.
Because this was the Town Demon Division, an organization that maintained the stability of Great Qin. Its main duty was to slay demons and monsters, though it naturally had other minor responsibilities as well.
It could be said,
that in the Town Demon Division, everyone had much blood on their hands.
When a person had seen too much life and death, they would become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was somewhat unaccustomed, but over time, he grew used to it.
The Town Demon Division was very large.
Those who could remain in the Town Demon Division were all powerful experts, or people with the potential to become experts.
Shen Changqing belonged to the latter category.
The Town Demon Division was divided into two professions: Garrison Envoys and Demon Slayer Envoys.
Anyone entering the Town Demon Division started as the lowest-tier Demon Slayer Envoy.
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Then they would be promoted step by step, with the eventual hope of becoming a Garrison Envoy.
Shen Changqing's previous self was an apprentice Demon Slayer Envoy in the Town Demon Division, and the lowest rank among Demon Slayer Envoys.
Possessing the memories of his previous self,
He was very familiar with the environment of the Town Demon Division.
It didn't take long before Shen Changqing stopped in front of a pavilion.
Unlike other grim and austere places in the Town Demon Division, this pavilion stood out, presenting a different kind of tranquility within the blood-soaked division.
At this time, the pavilion's main door was open, with people occasionally entering and exiting.
Shen Changqing merely hesitated for a moment, then stepped inside.
Upon entering the pavilion,
the atmosphere abruptly changed.
A scent of ink mixed with a faint smell of blood wafted over him, causing his brows to instinctively furrow, but they soon relaxed.
The bloody smell on everyone in the Town Demon Division was almost impossible to wash off.
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