Chapter 795: Blade Raised, Blade Falls

Xi Congyun was cautious in all his dealings throughout his life, harboring grand ambitions while walking on thin ice.

He had long known that Li Zhiyi wielded the Blood Brand and possessed formidable strength.

He also knew that the strength of Jidao Wu himself was only slightly inferior to his own.

Logically speaking, he would never have charged forward.

Perhaps it was hearing the roar of Jidao Wu, or seeing the sorrowful, disbelieving gaze in the eyes of Mu Zigui.

Or perhaps it was because he had joined the Five Clans and was now in urgent need of merit.

Or perhaps, the hatred and disgust in his heart toward Chen Yan had become unbearable, and he sinfully wanted to annihilate everything that belonged to Chen Yan.

At this moment, Xi Congyun only felt that his entire soul had sunk into a quagmire, and he only wanted to use all his strength to break free.

Therefore, he charged out.

Without hesitation, he rushed forward recklessly, unleashing his most powerful strike.

As long as he killed Mu Zigui, he would not have to look at the deeply disappointed gaze of his girlfriend.

As long as he killed Jidao Wu, he would not have to listen to this angry, dissatisfied roar.

But at this moment.

"Save me!!!"

Xi Congyun shrieked with all his might; within his line of sight, he saw only a streak of blood-red that was sharp to the extreme.

This blade light seemed capable of cutting through everything; thin as a cicada's wing, yet it could bloom with heaven-shaking brilliance.

Before it even arrived, that terrifying blade Qi had already sliced open Xi Congyun's skin.

Before Xi Congyun's grand formation could erupt with power, it was severed.

At this moment, Chen Yuanxin, standing behind Xi Congyun, saw his expression change drastically; he let out a low roar and threw a punch directly.

Roar!

The fist light shifted, twisted, and expanded, instantly transforming into a blood-red wild dragon spanning a hundred feet; the dragon's head roared ferociously as it charged toward Li Zhiyi.

But the very next instant.

With a hum, the blade rang out.

The blood dragon was instantly severed.

Following that, the remaining power of the blade light swept across Xi Congyun's body.

Xi Congyun's body stiffened in place, his feet planted on the ground, while the grand formation before him had already turned into shattered crystals and scattered.

He looked blankly at Li Zhiyi and opened his mouth:

"How is this possible?"

He stood stunned, speaking in disbelief.

"Congyun, why?"

Mu Zigui spoke with sorrow and disappointment, her eyes filled with tears.

Yet from beginning to end, Xi Congyun did not look at her even once.

Feeling the changes within his body, Xi Congyun looked at Li Zhiyi and suddenly smiled:

"Unfair!!!"

He roared loudly, knowing he was about to perish, yet he still bellowed:

"I, Xi Congyun, have worked diligently, only wanting to strive for the things I was entitled to strive for!

Why is it that even when I have done my utmost, I cannot obtain them, while others can get them so easily..."

Splat!

A bloodstain appeared along the top of Xi Congyun's head down to his waist, blood gushing out like a fountain.

With a thud.

Xi Congyun's body split in two and fell to the ground; until his death, he did not look at Mu Zigui, with whom he had been intimate for so long, nor did he look at Jidao Wu, with whom he had fought side by side.

Even in death, there was a smile on the corners of his mouth.

Perhaps he thought of his own life as a joke.

He had plotted and planned, using everything to strive for the title of a First-Rank General Star, yet in the eyes of the Great Xia high command, there was never any so-called First-Rank General Star, only a rising Divine General.

Even though his strength was clearly superior to Jidao Wu's, the high command wanted Jidao Wu to be that crouching tiger suppressing the dragon.

He had made up his mind to betray his faith, thinking he had won, yet he had only betrayed them for so long before dying at the hands of someone so inexplicable.

Is it laughable?

But this joke was the result of his life's efforts.

Xi Congyun, dead!

Mu Zigui kept her mouth open, unable to speak, as two lines of tears flowed down.

She had long known that in Xi Congyun's heart, status and strength were far more important than her.

But everything Xi Congyun had just done still made it hard for her to accept.

Jidao Wu and Zhang Yu looked at Li Zhiyi's back, unable to speak for a time.

Chen Youqing narrowed her eyes, focusing all her perception on Li Zhiyi.

Strange, strange, strange!

A strong sense of dissonance arose from the bottom of her heart.

To an Eighth-Rank, the Creation Realm might be weak.

But to the mortal world, the Creation Realm was already peak strength; how could it be slaughtered like this?

Li Zhiyi had no powerful background, no experience; it was as if he had been designed, yet it did not seem like he had been designed.

Chen Yuanxin and the five thousand Five Clans military guards were also chilled to the bone at this moment.

Xi Congyun, just like that, died?

Annihilated by a single blade strike.

Is this ultimately because the Blood Brand is too powerful, or is Li Zhiyi himself too powerful?

Even Ji Tianhe, while wielding the Blood Brand, did not display such formidable combat power.

At this moment, Chen Yuanxin was worried that he would be slashed into nothingness, and the five-thousand-strong army was even more panic-stricken.

Although Chen Youqing was right here, an Eighth-Rank does not enter the fray.

Even if they died, the Eighth-Rank would not enter the fray.

Li Zhiyi held the Blood Brand, his entire body overflowing with golden-red radiance, brilliant and scorching like a Great Sun deity manifested in the world.

His gaze swept past Chen Yuanxin, and swept past Chen Youqing, who stood in the void.

His Willpower was progressing extremely rapidly, already possessing the strength of Chen Yan's Will path at that time.

Although Li Zhiyi did not cultivate Qi-Blood or Hard-Body, his constitution was merely that of a mortal with a slightly stronger physique.

But under the augmentation of the Will martial art 【Will Bestowed Upon My Body】, an irresistible force of Will bolstered every particle of his physical body, every part of his sinews and bones.

His physical strength could already be compared to a Hard-Body martial artist at the early stage of the Creation Realm.

Coupled with the Blood Brand in his hand, he feared no enemy before him.

Yet, the shout from before Xi Congyun's death made his expression even colder.

"Unfair?"

Li Zhiyi sneered as he spoke:

"Where in this world is there fairness?

The mediocre may be used as tools!

The lowly may be trampled at will!"

His eyes swept coldly over everyone present, and the Blood Brand in his hand hummed and vibrated frantically, extremely irritable, as if it wanted to escape.

But it was suppressed by Li Zhiyi's Willpower.

"In this world, where is there any fairness for me, Li Zhiyi?

Everyone says ancient divine beasts are cruel and unbridled, but how much better are you lot?"

Li Zhiyi laughed: "Compared to humans, this surging malice is clearly very gentle."

His expression carried a smile, but as he spoke, it became increasingly cold, increasingly solemn, and increasingly insane.

It was as if boundless magma were boiling, as if a heaven-topping giant wave were breaking through the horizon.

A sense of murderous intent swept wildly.

It even caused Chen Yuanxin's complexion to turn deathly pale.

Above the void, Chen Youqing's expression also turned cold:

"Form ranks, seize the blade!"

His voice fell.

"Form ranks!!"

Chen Yuanxin roared sharply; the five thousand soldiers formed seals in unison, and a giant wall of vines rose from the ground with a boom, countless thorny vines drilling out from the cracks in the wall, terrifying to the extreme.

In an instant, waves of intense repulsive force instantly suppressed the four people including Li Zhiyi.

Just like the 【Sun-Moon Co-Eclipse】 formation of Ji Province, the Five-Clan Alliance Army also had a low-spec version of a military formation.

Low-rank martial artists rely on military formations to combine their collective strength, allowing them to contend with the strong.

In ordinary combat, the gap in cultivation realms is extremely obvious.

But on the battlefield, with the existence of formations, the power of a single strong individual will be greatly restricted.

"Retreat!"

Jidao Wu roared; the Five Clans have military formations, and the Great Xia also has military formations.

Now the greatest threat had already disappeared.

The Min Battalion and the Tiger-Dragon Battalion within the Abyss were no longer in danger and could fully rely on the natural chasm to fight, besieging points to strike reinforcements.

But the very moment Jidao Wu's voice fell.

Hum!

The Blood Brand in Li Zhiyi's hand was already raised; the Blood Brand hummed and vibrated, frantically resisting Li Zhiyi's grasp, but Li Zhiyi had already injected his own Willpower into the Blood Brand, and at this moment, it was not up to the Blood Brand.

Under the suppression of the military formation, Li Zhiyi felt as if he were trapped in a quagmire, but wherever the blade edge passed, the thorny vines from the military formation would be severed inch by inch, which made the pressure he received much smaller.

The moment he raised the Blood Brand.

Chi chi chi!!!

Invisible vines instantly bound themselves onto Li Zhiyi's arm.

Li Zhiyi's hand could not fall.

"Fool!!!"

Chen Yuanxin laughed out loud; the order Chen Youqing had issued was to seize the blade, so the main purpose of the military formation was to control the arm Li Zhiyi used to hold the blade.

This Li Zhiyi did not know to flee at the first opportunity, and actually wanted to continue fighting out of arrogance.

Stupid, fool, arrogant!

Seeing this scene, Jidao Wu's eyes turned red; no matter how complicated his heart was, he still had to curse.

Li Zhiyi might possess something peculiar, or the Blood Brand divine artifact in his hand might be extremely powerful.

But this person had never once obeyed an order.

Yet the next instant.

Chen Yuanxin's eyes met Li Zhiyi's, and Chen Yuanxin did not see any panic, any fear.

There was only indifference.

BOOM!!!

The power of will erupted!

The incomplete, breakthrough-level golden-red will surged madly like molten lava, appearing endless.

Chen Yuanxin's pupils constricted wildly, and he instantly felt as if boiling water had been poured into his brain.

His perception was subverted, modified, and suppressed; all his fighting spirit vanished completely.

Chen Youqing's expression changed drastically.

This was not Chen Yuanxin's fault at all; the military formation also possessed the power to control the soul.

Will-cultivators in the past, when suppressed by military formations, would also have their consciousness suppressed and be unable to unleash the power of will.

But at this moment, Li Zhiyi was already a third-realm martial artist on the path of will.

In this world, apart from the experts of Jizhou who had fought against Chen Yan, no one else knew the power of a breakthrough.

After receiving a Dao Slash from the Chen Lord, Chen Yan was able to resurrect himself by relying on the power of will.

Let alone this military formation composed of five thousand military guards.

In just an instant, Li Zhiyi released his right hand, and the Blood Brand in his hand fell, to be caught by his left hand.

"Retreat!"

Chen Youqing's low roar resounded.

Chen Yuanxin's suppressed perception returned instantly, and the moment it returned, he saw a blade light slashing upward.

I'm going to die, I'm going to die, I'm going to die!

Chen Yuanxin roared internally, every particle in his body tensed at this moment, and he shifted his body to the side, dodging this blade.

Accompanied by the sound of vines being severed one by one.

The blade light was like the final streak of blood-red clouds erupting when the setting sun hits the earth, tearing horizontally through the thorn barrier of the military formation.

Wherever the blade light passed, the hundred military guards in the front row had not yet finished forming their seals, and the battle armor at their waists had already split open silently.

"Ahhh!!!"

Someone screamed, and as their battle armor shattered, their flesh and blood were forcibly severed.

Chen Yuanxin's pupils constricted wildly as he saw Li Zhiyi's blade slash over once more; at this moment, he felt the aura of death again.