Chapter 326: Siege Break

Just as Mu Yi was simultaneously commanding his army and keeping watch, the shadow behind him suddenly twisted.

The next instant.

Mu Yi's shadow twisted eerily, the snarling darkness turning into a distorted outline, eventually becoming the shadow of a beastman, and immediately a vague, shadow‑cloaked figure materialized.

A figure burst out from the shadows.

—Shadow Slip—

The Beast Sword Saint, with a snarling grin, launched an attack on Mu Yi, thrusting a blade as thin as a hatchet straight at Mu Yi's heart.

The sharp tip pierced straight through Mu Yi's chest, puncturing his heart in an instant; accompanied by a booming shout, the blade twisted violently, creating a hole in the chest as it pierced the heart.

Mu Yi's corpse fell straight to the ground.

"Not good!"

The Beast Sword Saint's expression changed abruptly; his hand felt something off—the opponent was not flesh and blood, but seemed more like an elemental creature.

In the next moment, a hand seized the Beast Sword Saint's wrist, freezing his snarling grin; he stared in disbelief at Mu Yi stepping out of the void.

"This is my barrier!"

A hint of mockery flickered on Mu Yi's face; indeed, he hadn't noticed the Beast Sword Saint's presence, as if he were in another world before the opponent leapt from the shadows.

Fortunately, he used a meager incense flame to create an incense duplicate, concealing his true self.

Using himself as bait, he lured the Beast Sword Saint to plunge straight into the trap.

The soldiers still near Mu Yi quickly formed a dense formation, encircling Mu Yi and the beastmen.

"Individual heroism is unacceptable!"

Seeing the Beast Sword Saint, suppressed by Cloud Energy, unable to break free of his clamp, Mu Yi's mocking smile deepened.

These Beast Legends always shoulder the war's outcome on themselves; it may not be entirely wrong, but when fighting them, it is a rather dangerous approach.

Mu Yi had been puzzling over how to encircle the Beast Legend, suppress it with Cloud Energy, then have his army slaughter the restrained Beast Legend.

But now there's no need to worry; the Beast Sword Saint Basa Ke leapt into the trap Mu Yi had prepared.

The shadow ambush, which also carried a death‑threatening Legend, became a joke under Mu Yi's one‑handed capture.

Mu Yi indeed failed to pull the Beast Sword Saint out of the shadows, allowing the Beast Sword Saint to behead the incense duplicate that commanded the army with a single slash.

But now the fully exposed Beast Sword Saint became a turtle in a jar.

The Beast Sword Saint tried to slip back into the shadows to escape, but this time it wasn't so easy.

The barrier's contraction fully enveloped the shadow; an independent conviction twisted reality, sealing the shadow, and before the barrier could be shattered, the Beast Sword Saint could not hope to retreat into the shadows.

The Beast Sword Saint just plunged into the shadows, only to hit something like a floor and be bounced back out.

A long sword gleaming with cold light slashed toward the Beast Sword Saint's head; the frosty blade reflected a chilling radiance, making the Beast Sword Saint shiver, feeling ice coursing through his whole body.

It was the cold of death drawing near.

Basa Ke strained to twist his body, but the blade flash had already struck him; as the light faded, a column of blood spurted from his wound like a fountain.

Realizing the danger, the Beast Sword Saint let out a roar and lunged at Mu Yi, seemingly intent on a mutual annihilation.

Mu Yi showed no fear, slicing a light blade from his weapon straight toward Basa Ke's vital heart.

The light blade pierced the chest of the Beast Sword Saint Basa Ke, while simultaneously the Beast Sword Saint's blade slashed Mu Yi's chest, flooding his front with blood.

However, when Mu Yi lifted his head and met the Beast Sword Saint's gaze, his heart skipped a beat, and he abandoned the follow‑up strike, withdrawing.

He could be certain he had hit the opponent's vital point 100%; the light blade had pierced the Beast Sword Saint's chest.

"Higher Toughness? Or Legend Toughness?"

Mu Yi felt a slight ache in his chest; the Beast Sword Saint's wound was quite obvious.

The slash nearly gutted Mu Yi, the wound exposing his entrails; such an injury would be mortal for a Supernormal Being, but for Mu Yi it was nothing.

His regenerative ability is already abnormal; even a gut‑ripping wound heals quickly for him.

To accelerate recovery, Mu Yi even fished a pill from his pack and swallowed it, further speeding his healing.

The Beast Sword Saint chose to risk his life to force Mu Yi back, but Mu Yi, using Know Destiny's foresight, saw a future where severe injuries would become fatal, so he hesitated not at all and fought the Beast Sword Saint to the death.

Having personally slain tens of thousands, Mu Yi has a clear understanding of every vital point on a body.

During the life‑risking exchange, he was gutted by the Beast Sword Saint, while he also pierced the beastman's heart.

He is certain that strike hit the heart; with the heart still alive, the opponent hasn't fully died, so the result signifies only one thing.

That is, the opponent possesses the 【Higher Toughness】 or even 【Legend Toughness】 specialization.

As a Legend melee practitioner beyond level 20, his cultivated physical abilities have nearly reached the pinnacle of the world.

Piercing the heart not only failed to diminish the opponent's combat ability, but caused it to surge, though the surge resembled a reflected after‑effect.

The Beast Sword Saint, with a frenzied blood‑thirsty gaze, tried to locate Mu Yi's presence.

Blood stained the ground beneath it; its eyes grew increasingly mad yet also increasingly feeble.

Mu Yi, unwilling to be dragged into battle by the dying Beast Sword Saint, immediately summoned a massive fog.

Fog spread around Mu Yi and the Beast Sword Saint, which crazily darted back and forth within it.

But the fog's concealment was almost ineffective for the Beast Sword Saint; it frantically hacked at the surrounding void.

He could be certain Mu Yi was delaying time within the fog, yet he could not find Mu Yi.

The fact once again proved the fog's excellent concealment.

The Beast Sword Saint frantically slashed the air, but did not harm Mu Yi in the slightest.

The Beast Sword Saint's life force dwindled rapidly, yet Mu Yi never faced it directly, eventually draining the last of its life.

Finally, after holding on for five or six more moments, the Beast Sword Saint simply bled dry.

The Legend Calamity effect reached its utmost.

With a sound of disgruntled thud, the Beast Sword Saint collapsed, unable to rise.

"Can't see!"

"I can't see anything!"

"Can't see! Mazi Kasa is above! What on earth is happening!"

On the city wall, the Orc Prophet, who was holding the line for the Orc Sword Saint, anxiously stared at the fog that completely enveloped the Sword Saint and Mu Yi.

No matter what methods he used, he could not pierce the fog to see what lay within it.

And he dared not rashly step into the fog; as a spellcaster, entering the battlefield without a guard was nothing but a death sentence.

He forced himself to suppress his agitation, continuously casting spells at the Orc slaves climbing the wall; their eyes blood‑red, they were pure, mad cannon fodder.

Though his spells were considerably weakened by Cloud Energy, they were still terrifying to those Orc slave cannon fodder.

A chain of lightning shot out, the dazzling bolts leapt among nearby Orc slaves, instantly turning a dozen robust slaves into charred husks.

Even though these Orc slaves, under the influence of the Asura Path, possessed Elite Talent power, they were still powerless against the Orc Prophet's spells.

Yet the moment the fog cleared, the Orc Prophet's complexion had turned so ghastly it was unbearable to look at.

As a Legend himself, the Orc Sword Saint, best at ambushes and survival, was actually dead.

You must understand, they placed the Orc Sword Saint here and sent him to assist precisely to maximize the defense of this side of the wall.

Now that the Orc Sword Saint is dead, he does not know how to keep the battle going.

The Orc Prophet stared blankly at the Orc Sword Saint, whose head had been cut off by Mu Yi and hung on the banner, feeling for the first time how close death was to him.

Previously he could almost glimpse the future and find optimal solutions, but that ability had nearly completely failed, especially under the ethereal fog; he could not see even a hint of thought.

"You Legends are already dead; why don't you surrender at once!"

Mu Yi roared, caring nothing for the wound on his chest, and with the Mu Family Army still at his side, charged straight toward the city wall.

Command? At this point there is no need for command.

With the Orc Sword Saint, that troublemaker, gone, as long as they can hold the remaining Orc Prophet, the Orc garrison is no concern at all.

A pair of massive claws slammed the ground, raising a sudden earth mound that erased the wall's defensive advantage.

Mu Yi bellowed, leading his elite guards up the wall; the Orc Prophet was there, and as long as they cut him down, victory would be theirs.

"Stop him, don't let them come through!"

"Don't be afraid, Mazi Kasa protects you!"

The Orc Prophet ordered a large contingent of Orc warriors to rush and intercept Mu Yi; they were all clad in shell‑like armor, a divine technique‑enhanced shell that provided strong defense.

Yet those Orc warriors could not hinder Mu Yi's advance; a flash of blade sliced the Orc before him cleanly in half.

"Anyone who blocks me dies!"

Mu Yi roared, hoisting the banner like a soaring dragon, and with his guards behind him charged toward the Orc Prophet.

No matter what Orcs appeared ahead, he cut through without flinching; even if the Orc Prophet deployed hordes of elite Orcs to snipe, Mu Yi's steps were unstoppable.

This terrifying momentum clarified the chaotic situation; the troops behind and those on the original flanks naturally converged inward. They heard no commands, but they could see the great banner and the unrivaled presence of Mu Yi.

The shift quickly affected the whole battle; although Mu Yi's soldiers were not exceptionally skilled, they were all elite.

After forming a formation that raised Cloud Energy, they were not outmatched against the divine‑technique‑enhanced Orcs, and thanks to tactics they firmly held the advantage.

Had the Orc Prophet not constantly meddled, casting various spells and divine techniques to block their advance, they would have seized the wall long ago and driven all Orcs away.

Mu Yi's blade, with its cold gleam, cut down the Orc soldiers before him, yet more Orcs surged forward to halt his advance; simultaneously, a large force gathered behind Mu Yi.

"Break for me!"

Mu Yi drew upon Cloud Energy and unleashed a sudden legion attack spanning over a hundred meters against the front Orc troops.

Crimson light blades tore through the Orcs before him, and Mu Yi pressed forward with undiminished momentum.

The Orc Prophet fell silent, unsettling Mu Yi; he had to rush forward at top speed to slay the Prophet.

Yet the Orc warriors ahead were too many and utterly fearless; Mu Yi could clearly see their fervent, fanatical worship.

That zeal weighed on Mu Yi's mind; any creature that does not fear death can generate a massive surge.

In the next instant, Mu Yi cut away all his unease, his blood‑red eyes fixed on the Orc before him, blade light swirling like water wheels.

Killing was as natural to him as breathing, and as he killed, his crimson armor solidified further, his aura continually rising.

No matter what doctrine the Orc Prophet championed, a single slash could shatter ten thousand techniques.

"su... au... s..."

A bizarre single‑ and multi‑syllable chant rose, and the divine power rippled.

Divine Technique!

Cornered, the Orc Prophet again invoked a Divine Technique, pleading for divine aid.

Mu Yi reflexively looked to the sky; though it was clear, an illusory huge face appeared across the heavens, dominating the sky and dimming the world.

"Great Mazi Kasa, please descend your divine power!"

The Orc Prophet's prayer rang in Mu Yi's ears.

"It's here!" Mu Yi's eyes narrowed; within his sight, the Orc Prophet's body began to emit a glow.

To counter him, the Orc Prophet even sacrificed himself to wield the Divine Technique.

A bright light manifested.

A massive scorpion tail fell from the heavens.

"Don't even think about it!"

Mu Yi roared, gathering all the Great Army Cloud, and the Six Paths Reincarnation Power fully concentrated in his hand.

"Cut for me!"

Brilliant blade light sprang from the ground, colliding with the falling scorpion tail in the sky.

The blade striking the scorpion tail was like a comet hitting Earth; in that instant it severed all will and the radiance of divine judgment, violently reshaping everything, and the terrifying aura exploded outward, shattering everything nearby.

The sweeping shockwave reached other walls of the city, and even the army ambushed outside clearly felt the impact.