Chapter 728: Call

Arrowheads of top-grade magical artifacts could not kill this Blood Warrior of Mountain Lord rank, especially not while he wore his crimson-gold armor.

"Indeed, without using the Black Gold arrows, the Baoyue Bow cannot unleash its true power," Li Yi's expression darkened; he decided he must find an opportunity to have the Bald Taoist forge arrows for him using Crimson Gold.

Otherwise, facing powerful enemies, it's utterly useless—unable to even penetrate defenses, it's a complete waste of the Baoyue Bow's potential.

This further strengthened his resolve to seize Chijin Mountain.

Everyone was counting on Chijin Mountain to turn the tide, and he was no exception.

"Die!"

Bei Gong had now arrived, swinging his Crimson Gold spear toward Li Yi's neck.

Li Yi dared not underestimate him; he raised the Baoyue Bow to block, and at that moment, his Chi Yu Zi Jin Armor erupted in brilliant radiance, from which a divine bird spread its wings to shield him.

Facing an attack from a Mountain Lord, he naturally gave it his all.

As the Crimson Gold spear swung, it tore through the divine artifact's protective aura and struck directly against Li Yi's Divine Wood Great Bow.

This Divine Wood Great Bow, originating from the Demon God Realm, was some kind of priceless treasure—it suffered not a single scratch from the blow, fully blocking the spear's edge. Yet the residual force still caused Li Yi's face to pale as he was blasted backward like a cannonball, crashing into the ruined mountainside.

A thunderous crash echoed, and Li Yi vanished from sight.

"Not that impressive," Bei Gong sneered.

Though this bloodline warrior was strong, defeating him was pure fantasy—the gap in power was not so easily bridged.

Too bad I'm not a direct descendant of the Divine Bloodline; otherwise, with divine arts, this enemy would've been dead already.

Yet the smug grin had barely formed on his lips.

Suddenly—

The sky above darkened abruptly; fierce winds howled, lightning cracked across the heavens, and streaks of silver lightning slammed into the shattered mountains. Simultaneously, the roars of a divine dragon and a ferocious tiger echoed endlessly.

The next instant—

A figure moved faster than lightning, striking with the combined power of three dragons and three tigers; on the tip of his fist, five-colored light shimmered as five great laws—each capable of dividing rivers and creating land—were concentrated upon it.

Bei Gong's eyes widened sharply; he didn't dodge or retreat, roaring as he swung his spear downward again.

He'd endure the punch—so long as the enemy paid with his life.

This fighting style was identical to that of the Chijin Mountain Lord.

Or rather, warriors of the Wildlands always chose to trade blows for kills without hesitation.

But Li Yi thought the same way.

The energy on his fist was not merely the five Great Laws of Dividing Rivers and Creating Land, but also the accumulated devotional power, which, once empowered by it, multiplied the might of his magical energy.

If this punch landed on a vital point, the enemy would die instantly.

Meanwhile, Li Yi planned to rely on his Chi Yu Zi Jin Armor to absorb the impact of Bei Gong's Crimson Gold Spear.

The fist's radiance surged forward, striking straight for the opponent's head.

Simultaneously, the Crimson Gold Spear descended, aiming to cleave Li Yi in two.

With the deadly strikes unleashed, both instantly understood each other's intent.

Bei Gong, the Divine Blood warrior, reacted instantly, instinctively raising his other hand to block the terrifying fist—but this weakened the downward force of his spear.

BOOM!

The close-range collision unleashed catastrophic force, blasting both men apart.

Li Yi spat blood; a deep mark marred his Chi Yu Zi Jin Armor, and the immense power coursing through him would've shattered a lesser body—only his extraordinary physique and Divine Bloodline heritage kept him alive.

"He reacted just in time," Li Yi thought, disappointed.

Meanwhile—

Bei Gong's right hand was a bloody ruin, half his face crushed and drenched in blood—he had no Crimson Gold helmet to protect his head, and had barely survived the blow.

Fortunately, he'd sacrificed his hand to shield his vital organs.

"Hah, hah! You're disappointed I didn't die, huh? But you're no Mountain Lord—yet you landed a punch like that? I'm genuinely surprised," Bei Gong laughed loudly.

Amid his laughter, green light erupted from his entire body.

Under this glow, his wounds healed visibly within seconds—by the time the light faded, Bei Gong was completely restored.

This stunned Li Yi.

"Divine Art?"

How was this possible? He wasn't even a direct Divine Blood descendant—how could he wield Divine Art?

"This isn't Divine Art—it's the power of my Divine Blood. Just as your blood carries lightning, mine carries potent life force, capable of healing any wound," Bei Gong freely revealed his bloodline's nature.

It was already exposed—what did it matter?

"I see," Li Yi understood. His Divine Blood was recovery-oriented—while it didn't boost combat power, it granted him incredible resilience, making him extremely hard to kill.

But even resilience had limits—using Divine Blood's power drained stamina.

If so, it was time to use the Black Gold arrow.

But to ensure absolute success, he'd need the Five Elements Bracelet's assistance.

Thinking this, he channeled the power from his sixty major acupoints into the Five Elements Bracelet.

The bracelet trembled slightly, emitting waves of five-colored light.

The Five Elements Bracelet, long used merely as a storage artifact, was finally ready to fulfill its true purpose.

"You've got many tricks, but they're useless against me. Divine Blood descendant—your head is mine today," Bei Gong's smile vanished; green light flared around him as he charged again, spear raised.

Li Yi had no intention of dragging this out—he'd planned for a swift victory to shatter the battlefield's balance and tip the scales decisively in his favor.

If he failed to end this quickly, any unforeseen twist could cost him everything.

As Bei Gong lunged, Li Yi hurled the Five Elements Bracelet forward—it instantly expanded into a five-colored ring, wrapping tightly around Bei Gong.

Bei Gong wasn't alarmed; he unleashed his divine energy and swung his spear with full force at the five-colored ring.

BOOM!

The colossal impact dimmed the bracelet's radiance, scattering its five-colored aura; it trembled violently, cracking under the strain.

This Five Elements Bracelet was a Dao artifact from the End of the Dharma Era—already weakened by that era's decay—and now, after just one strike, deep fissures spread across its surface.

One more blow, and it would shatter.

But for now, merely blocking that strike was enough.

Li Yi gripped the Baoyue Bow tightly, drew, and loosed in one fluid motion—now, with the combined power of his three dragons, three tigers, and sixty acupoints, he finally managed to fully draw the divine bow.

And this time, he used the Black Gold arrow.

The Black Gold arrow glowed with dark golden radiance, its cutting edge terrifying—it had once shattered the Xuan Huang Seal and pierced through the Heavenly Dao Sword, both top-tier inherited Dao artifacts.

Hmm?

At that moment, Bei Gong, the Divine Blood warrior, suddenly sensed an imminent, lethal threat.

At the Mountain Lord level, sensitivity to danger was always razor-sharp.

"That arrow..."

Bei Gong wasn't a fool—he instantly recognized the difference between this arrow and the previous ones. But now, trapped within the five-colored ring, he couldn't dodge—he roared, abandoned his attack, and focused all his defense on protecting his vital areas, relying solely on his Crimson Gold armor to withstand the blow.

SHHHH!

Li Yi's Divine Wood Great Bow released the Black Gold arrow—its power, amplified by the Baoyue Bow, reached its peak. In the blink of an eye, the arrow vanished from sight.

And simultaneously—

The Black Gold arrow pierced through Bei Gong's Crimson Gold armor, embedding itself deep in his chest, lodged firmly in his body.

"Even my Crimson Gold armor couldn't stop this arrow?" Bei Gong stared in disbelief at the arrow protruding from his chest.

Cracks now spiderwebbed across his armor.

Not just his armor—his immensely tough body was also cracked, deep fissures tearing into his very essence, sending searing pain through him.

Blood poured from the wounds.

But his blood was green—his Divine Blood.

"AHHHH!"

In agonizing pain, Bei Gong roared to the heavens, going half-mad as he grabbed the arrow and ripped it from his own body, hurling it far away.

His body was riddled with cracks, Divine Blood spraying everywhere—but green light erupted again, attempting to heal his wounds.

As he repaired himself, Bei Gong raised his Crimson Gold spear once more, aiming to shatter the five-colored ring and break free.

Li Yi's face darkened—he immediately recalled the Five Elements Bracelet the instant Bei Gong lifted his spear.

The artifact had fulfilled its purpose; there was no need to destroy it here.

"I'll kill you!"

Bei Gong realized his wounds were worsening—his Divine Blood's potent life force could only slow the damage, not heal it. He refused to lose so ignominiously; he intended to kill Li Yi before his injuries became fatal.

At the very least, he couldn't let this Divine Blood descendant live—he'd become a major problem for the Mountain Lord.

Hearing Bei Gong's roar,

on another battlefield, Chijin Mountain Lord Huohuo couldn't help glancing over.

"You've got time to care about others?" Xiang Xiangzi barked.

Xuan Yuezi also fixed her gaze on Huohuo, preventing any reinforcement—she realized Tai Yi had already succeeded; Bei Gong's roar was merely a dying lunge.

After the lunge comes collapse.

Huohuo sensed the battle turning sour—he didn't hesitate, letting out a bestial roar toward another mountain range: "Qiongqi, come to my aid!"

As soon as the call echoed,

from distant peaks, a monstrous beast roared back, and an overwhelming aura surged forth.

This was the third Mountain Lord-level force within Chijin Mountain.

Huohuo had never intended to summon Qiongqi—he believed he could win alone, and using Qiongqi would tarnish his dignity as Chijin Mountain Lord. But now, he no longer cared.

Hearing Qiongqi's response, Xuan Yuezi and Xiang Xiangzi could not help but change expression slightly.

(End of Chapter)