Chapter 410: War
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Su Muchan now bitterly regretted her own inadequacy, helplessly watching the gap between herself and her three direct disciples widen ever further.
Ye Qinghan had stagnated at the peak of the Golden Core stage for far too long. Even Li Shiyao had reached that pinnacle long ago.
However, while Golden Core cultivators might be on the same level, the senior disciple remained the senior disciple.
While Li Shiyao might have caught up in cultivation level, her combat prowess remained utterly beyond reach.
No one could understand Li Shiyao's frustration. That so-called invincible Golden Bell Cover and Iron Shirt technique proved utterly useless against Ye Qinghan!
Logically, as fellow innate treasures, they should be comparable!
Yet, while her Chaos Bell remained unbroken, her protective shield shattered!
When his shields clashed with Senior Sister's God-Slaying Sword Array, they were destined to take a beating!
Yet poor little Shiyu seemed to have forgotten one crucial thing: she could fight back too.
Yet, perhaps from enduring constant blows, she'd forgotten this very fact—forgotten she too possessed divine abilities for offense.
The Frostshattering Sword Array screeched as Li Shiyu pinned that Apostle down and beat the crap out of him!
Dongfang Jue was now invisible, transformed into a streak of light, darting back and forth!
Don't ask—it's simply that her streamlined physique granted her the advantage of high-speed maneuverability!
The coordination between the three immortals was seamless, a sight to behold—after all, who wouldn't enjoy watching beautiful girls fight?
It felt like the dawn of victory, giving the so-called Immortal Alliance hope—even such colossal monsters could be slain.
Watching the three of them beat down two Apostles was incredibly satisfying for the crowd.
That's right—two. Just then, another Hunter burst forth.
Truthfully, two Apostles were manageable for the three direct disciples, but…
While the crowd debated countermeasures, still marveling at the three disciples' formidable strength, over a dozen Apostles of varied forms burst forth from the black mist in an instant!
This time, even the three direct disciples were struggling to keep up!
The Apostles slaughtered anyone in sight. Even with their extraordinary abilities, the three direct disciples couldn't hold back so many Apostles. The defensive line had already been breached!
If they had come one by one, the three direct disciples would have had no fear. But two hands cannot fight four, and even the three direct disciples were forced to fight while retreating!
"Jue'er! Left!"
Li Shiyao fought two enemies at once. The little madwoman seemed to have gone berserk, swinging her Sacred Blood Sword wildly!
Ye Qinghan tried to rush to her aid, but was stopped—by someone he never expected.
"Sister Youwei, it's too dangerous here!"
"Retreat first! If we stay, more will die!"
"We can't retreat! So many are still inside!" Right before their eyes, a hook of unknown material pierced through a Demon Clan cultivator—Ye Qinghan's personal guard, or possibly an Eastern Domain cultivator.
But Ye Qinghan could no longer identify the cultivator. After being severed at the waist, the hunter stomped the body into a pile of pulp.
Flesh and blood against an enemy armed to the teeth—it was as if the word "overreach" was carved into their faces.
Chu Youwei witnessed it too. Yet if they lingered, even Ye Qinghan's three direct disciples might perish here without their master!
"Shiyao!"
In a moment of distraction, Li Shiyuo was surrounded. Four apostles launched relentless attacks against her. Even with defenses maxed out, Li Shiyuo couldn't hold them off!
A hook tore into her arm, sending her crashing heavily to the ground!
Ye Qinghan could no longer hold back!
He shoved Chu Youwei aside and immediately leaped forward to rescue Li Shiyao!
Seeing this, Dongfang Jue and Su Muchan had no choice but to rush to assist!
But this was the Master's command. Chu Youwei felt utterly helpless and could only follow.
"Master sent me here. From now on, all of you must follow my lead! Grab Li Shiyao and move out!"
The Frost Blade shifted hands. With a flick, Snow Flicker erupted: "Snow Flicker!"
It must be said, Ye Qinghan truly lived up to his reputation as Lingxian Hall's First Disciple. This was a sword strike worthy of being recorded in the annals of history!
The saying "One sword's frosty chill chills fourteen states" was no mere jest.
The sword qi swept through, dispersing vast swathes of the black mist. Wherever the sword light passed, mountains collapsed and earth split apart. The sheer energy contained within this strike was so immense that even the surrounding space was affected!
Ye Qinghan was truly growing impatient. This strike was a genuine all-out effort. In an instant, his figure pierced through the wall formed by the two Hunters, instantly slaying both with a single sword thrust!
Chu Youwei had no choice—Li Shiyao was gravely wounded! Seizing the moment while Ye Qinghan engaged the Apostle, she scooped Li Shiyao up in her arms and retreated urgently!
"Hurry!"
With Ye Qinghan's sword clearing the path, the Apostles pursued only a short distance before seemingly losing their tracking abilities. They slowly retreated back into the black mist.
In a nearby village, civilians had already been evacuated, and the place was now serving as a temporary command center.
In a modest room, a small table held a circle of sect masters, elders, and clan heads. Each sat on a small stool or wooden bench, their faces heavy with worry.
In less than three hours, some had died, others were wounded—no one could muster a smile. Even Li Shiyao had been injured.
"Senior Sister, ow~ it hurts so much…"
Ye Qinghan said nothing. She bandaged Li Shiyao's wounds, fed her a few immortal pills, then gently rubbed the girl's small head.
Shiyao had already done remarkably well. Had she not used her body to shield so many apostles, the casualties would have been unimaginable.
"This death zone is different from before. It covers a wider area, the monsters are stronger and more numerous, and what's more, they launched a coordinated attack. After ambushing us, they withdrew in an orderly fashion…"
These monsters possessed intelligence; they weren't mindless fools driven solely by bloodlust.
Their attacks were organized, their coordination seamless, and their discipline ironclad!
This was something no one had anticipated. It differed from the ferocious beasts they had faced before, and even from previous Apostles.
The already formidable beasts had now become even more difficult to deal with!
"Sister Youwei, did Immortal Su devise any countermeasures against these beasts before your journey?" Shangguan Rou immediately posed the question upon seeing Chu Youwei.
"My master is occupied with important matters. How could I possibly disturb him over such a minor issue?"
"Sister Youwei says Master sent her, but Immortal Su didn't specify what to do. It seems Immortal Su trusts Sister Youwei deeply."
In truth, within this world, Youwei was indeed younger than Shangguan Rou. Yet a person's age is not measured solely by the span of time since birth.
Age reveals nothing of one's depth, nor does time signify wisdom.
Some children remain children even at fifty.
Some children, at six or seven, already stand on their own two feet.
After over seventeen centuries of trials and tribulations, Chu Youwei had long shed all traces of childishness. She had only her Master. Wherever her Master's gaze fell, her scythe would follow.
"Master sent me here to assist. Since this is a matter for the Immortal Alliance, Lingxian Hall ought to contribute its strength, shouldn't it?"
"Did anyone notice that during the recent apostle assault, there was one apostle—resembling a wine barrel—who never once attacked anyone?"
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