Chapter 483: Bai Chenxiang: Loyal and Righteous, but Brainless

"Eighth Soul Skill, Annihilate!"

Annihilate—this was Yang Wudi's strongest strike, a sweep across a thousand troops that no one could block.

Used in the state of Spirit Avatar, it could be called tyrannical to the extreme; even a Title Douluo, if struck directly, would find it hard to escape death.

"Truly a madman. Sixth Soul Skill, Black Gold Shield!" Hu Qianxing cursed. He had long heard that this man Yang Wudi was self-opinionated and had a temper that was both foul and stubborn. He had originally thought it was just hearsay, but now it seemed the world's assessment of his character was still an understatement—this was a madman who didn't care for his own life.

At a time like this, he was actually still thinking of trading lives with them.

Black Gold Shield was Hu Qianxing's strongest and only defensive skill, capable of creating six shields in one breath, but Tuoba Xi was filled with apprehension toward Yang Wudi's current Soul-Breaking Spear. He knew that relying on Hu Qianxing alone would likely not be enough to block it.

"Third Soul Skill, Red Rock Dragon Body; Fourth Soul Skill, Scales Covering the Ground!"

Behind the Black Gold Shield, Tuoba Xi added another line of defense, coating the countless dragon scales with solid rock.

"All of you, go to hell! Haaah!!!"

In a towering rage, Yang Wudi did not care at all how many opponents were in front of him, swinging the Soul-Breaking Spear toward the four Sect Masters.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

A continuous sound of shattering shields rang out. The Black Gold Shield indeed could not fully withstand the Soul-Breaking Spear, but one could see that every time a shield was shattered, the impact force of the Soul-Breaking Spear weakened significantly.

When all the shields were completely shattered, the Soul-Breaking Spear finally collided with Tuoba Xi's dragon scales.

Boom! With a massive roar, the expanding shockwave instantly leveled the entire Yu Clan's residence to the ground.

"Ugh..."

Only a muffled groan was heard. Yang Wudi was sent flying backward by the astonishing recoil, spitting out a large mouthful of blood, yet he still relied on the Soul-Breaking Spear to barely support his body from falling.

At this moment, Yang Wudi's body was covered in countless sword marks and needle punctures, all inflicted by the Wind Sword Sect and the Sparrow Bee Sect.

As for the four sects, Hu Qianxing and Tuoba Xi also had blood seeping from the corners of their mouths.

Tuoba Xi wiped away the bloodstains and said apprehensively, "Yang Wudi, you are truly terrifying. Under these circumstances, you were still able to wound the two of us. It is just a pity that you must be at your limit now."

"Cough, cough!" Although Yang Wudi had not fallen, he was already mentally dazed, his soul power exhausted, and even the blood he coughed up carried a hint of purple-black.

"It's poisonous—it's the Sparrow Bee Sect!"

"Hehe, that's right. How does our bee venom taste, Sect Master Yang? I fear you can't even maintain your Weapon Spirit Avatar now, can you? I have also heard that you are an expert in medicine, Sect Master Yang; why not give this little woman some pointers?" The Sparrow Bee Sect Master covered her mouth and giggled.

She summoned countless bees that flew toward Yang Wudi; each bee hooked onto Yang Wudi's clothes, hoisting him up.

"This little woman has many different kinds of bee venom, you know. For example, the kind that isn't fatal but can make one wish they were dead. Sect Master Yang, would you like to have a taste?"

Having said that, she immediately summoned countless bees that swarmed toward Yang Wudi, stinging him with needle after needle; it was practically like death by a thousand cuts.

"Ah!!!"

A chilling, miserable scream echoed over Longxing City, incessant and unending.

This was the potent poison the Sparrow Bee Sect used specifically to torture people; the victim would feel unbearable itching on the surface of their body and pain deep into their marrow, wishing they were dead.

"What a pleasant sound. Yang Wudi, I will give you one last chance: surrender, or wish you were dead?" Jin Boyi asked confidently.

No one had ever been able to resist her potent poison; no matter how tough Yang Wudi was, he would likely have to soften his stance now.

Unfortunately, she still underestimated Yang Wudi's resolve. Beneath his ferocious expression, a trace of mockery appeared. "Hehe, I have spent my life as a companion to medicine and poison; this little bit of poison of yours is simply trash." "You bastard!" Jin Boyi was stung by shame and anger. "Since that is the case, go die in endless pain."

Having reached this point, Tuoba Xi could not be bothered to stop her. He could see that Yang Wudi would rather die than surrender to them.

At this moment, every household in Longxing City had their doors and windows tightly shut; after all, with such a commotion here, how could it not attract attention?

But for ordinary people, they dared not easily intervene in a battle between Spirit Masters, let alone one involving high-level Spirit Douluo.

"Yang Wudi, is it really worth it to fight alone to this extent for a group of people who abandoned you, who are heartless and unrighteous?" Feng Bailong said indifferently.

He also greatly admired a man with such backbone as Yang Wudi.

Hearing these words, a look of desolation finally appeared on Yang Wudi's face. He could remain expressionless while bearing the Sparrow Bee Sect's potent poison, but this sentence nearly broke his defenses.

Because it was the truth; he was indeed the one who had been abandoned, the one left behind.

Just at this moment, a purple stream of light rushed into the battlefield at extreme speed. Although she only had four rings, she was not much inferior to many Spirit Saints who had not activated their Spirit Avatar.

"Second Soul Skill, Treading Swallow!" Bai Chenxiang accelerated suddenly, her wings flapping rapidly at the same time, whipping up a whirlwind with her speed to blow away the bees that had locked onto Yang Wudi.

Bai Chenxiang flew forward and hugged Yang Wudi. "Grandpa Yang, hurry and come with me."

"Xiangxiang?" Yang Wudi's weak voice sounded, filled with worry, as well as being moved and gratified.

He had poured his heart and soul into the Min Clan for so many years, and it had not been in vain after all; there was still someone who came to save him when he needed help the most.

That was enough! Bai Chenxiang carried Yang Wudi and flew rapidly toward the city gate. Feng Bailong smiled slightly and pursued them on his sword; in just an instant, he passed by Bai Chenxiang's side and arrived directly in front of her.

Although Bai Chenxiang's speed was fast, she only had four rings after all, while Feng Bailong was an eight-ring Agility Attack System Spirit Douluo. His speed, while not comparable to Bai He's, was not something Bai Chenxiang could compete with.

"I wondered who it was. So it's the eldest miss of the Min Clan, Bai Chenxiang. Why are you the only one here? Where is your grandfather? Could it be that he is too cowardly to come? The Four Single-Attribute Clans—it turns out only you and Yang Wudi have any backbone," Feng Bailong mocked.

Bai Chenxiang looked despairingly at the man in front of her; he was a supreme powerhouse she could not contend with. She turned, wanting to escape in another direction.

Only to discover that the Sparrow Bee Sect Master had also blocked her path behind her. "Hehe, Miss Bai, you are indeed loyal and righteous, but it's a pity you have no brains. Did you think that with your strength as a Soul Ancestor, you could save Yang Wudi?"

"Two Sect Masters, stop wasting time. Send the two of them, grandfather and granddaughter, on their way; just leave them an intact corpse," Tuoba Xi ordered from below. He admired these two who would rather die than submit, but unfortunately, the opposing positions could not be reversed.

"Understood!" Feng Bailong and Jin Boyi replied.

Since Tuoba Xi had given the order, they no longer thought about continuing to torture the two; it was better to make it quick.

The two struck simultaneously, with wind blades that could cut through everything and a sky full of poisonous needles, covering all of Bai Chenxiang's escape routes from both the left and right.

Bai Chenxiang discovered that her four soul skills were completely useless at this moment.

Bai Chenxiang closed her eyes in despair. It seemed she was doomed to die today, but she did not regret coming to save Yang Wudi; at least this way, she could have a clear conscience.

"Second Soul Skill, Eight Gates Golden Lock!"

Eight large characters suddenly appeared in the sky, and a restrictive force, terrifying to the extreme, instantly froze everything in the heavens and earth nearby.

The thousands of Wind Swords and Sparrow Bee poisonous needles all seemed to be suspended in mid-air as if they had been stilled.

Even high-level experts like the Spirit Douluo Feng Bailong and Jin Boyi were unexpectedly unable to move.

(End of chapter)