Chapter 847: The Blood-Intent Blade

At the same time.

Inside Qiming Village, the villagers of the four villages gathered in one place, their hearts growing increasingly panicked.

"Why... why has Lord Array Pivot Envoy not appeared since arriving?"

"It wasn't like this in the past; in the past, Lord Array Pivot Envoy would always arrange the auxiliary arrays in advance..."

"It's over, it's over... everything is going to be over..."

"I heard that he is just a newly appointed Array Pivot Envoy and doesn't even know how to set up auxiliary arrays..."

Many people had already sensed that something was wrong.

And the rumors about Chen Yan spread throughout the entire Qiming Village.

Inside Qiming Village, there was the sound of children crying everywhere.

Old people with abnormal physical structures squatted on doorsteps, staring at the pitch-black sky in the distance, their cloudy eyes filled with despair.

Even the array apprentices and array attendants who had come from White Town were all filled with panic.

"Speed up the progress!"

White Town Array Pulse Soldier Peng Linjun had not closed his eyes, eaten a meal, or rested at all since arriving at Qiming Village.

Under his constant arrangements, and even his frantic driving.

All the Array Pulse Soldiers and Array Reserve Soldiers had already built a five-meter-high defensive barrier and a cluster of defensive arrays around Qiming Village.

At first, everyone thought Peng Linjun was overstepping his authority, doing things that only Chen Yan was qualified to do.

Until yesterday, when Peng Linjun actually began attempting to condense an auxiliary array with the other Array Pulse Soldiers.

The entire Qiming Village was in complete chaos.

Sister Chun, who had originally been confident that nothing would happen to her, was now filled with terror all day long.

Because, following Peng Linjun's actions, everyone could guess that their various speculations about Chen Yan might be true.

That Array Pivot Envoy who came from Luo Town did not know how to set up auxiliary arrays at all.

And Peng Linjun, the Array Pulse Soldier who came to assist, had already known this, so he could only try to condense the auxiliary array himself.

"Go to work!"

An Array Reserve Soldier came to the side of Sister Chun, who was sitting on the ground, and scolded her.

Sister Chun had already lost the will to live, looking up at the high and mighty Array Reserve Soldier.

The dissatisfaction and anger of these past few days had caused the awe she felt for the Array Reserve Soldiers to completely vanish.

"Get lost!"

Sister Chun roared like a shrew:

"How many days has that Chen Yan been in Luo Town? He doesn't know how to set up auxiliary arrays at all.

Since when does an Array Pulse Soldier condense an auxiliary array and still manage to save the humans of four villages?"

She looked around at the people in a panic:

"It's all over, everyone is going to be finished!"

Sister Chun screamed.

Many array attendants and array apprentices who were still working saw Sister Chun causing a scene first and also slumped to the ground as if they had lost all their strength.

"That's right, it has always been the Array Pivot Envoy who casts the auxiliary array to save us..."

Someone said in despair:

"It's all going to be over."

All of a sudden, a wave of despair surged throughout the entire village.

Peng Linjun, his eyes bloodshot, came before Sister Chun, who was still making a scene.

Just as Sister Chun was about to continue screaming, she was met directly by a kick from Peng Linjun.

Boom!

Accompanied by a scream from Sister Chun, her legs were directly shattered by Peng Linjun.

"Those who disturb the morale of the people deserve to die!" Peng Linjun roared, looking at the crowd around him:

"If you don't try, how do you know you will die tomorrow?"

He glared at Sister Chun:

"Do you know that your screaming is harming everyone?!"

He hated these idiots who started screaming before they had even encountered the Small Tide.

Peng Linjun looked at the bewildered crowd and slammed a fist against his own chest:

"When the Small Tide arrives, I, Peng Linjun, will be the first to die.

Before I die, no one will be harmed, not even a single hair!"

He shouted with resounding force, looking at the remaining array apprentices and array attendants:

"Get to work!

Anyone who slacks off shall be executed!"

His voice fell.

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

Inside Qiming Village, many villagers walked out and shouted:

"Everyone, let's work together; we can survive!"

Soon, more and more villagers stood up and began to assist with the work.

Seeing this scene, Peng Linjun's expression was calm, the weariness in his eyes flashing by.

As for Sister Chun, whose legs were shattered, no one cared.

Sister Chun laughed miserably, believing she would undoubtedly die.

Time passed slowly.

Just like this, the entire Qiming Village kept busy, struggling desperately like insects fighting to survive in a raging sea.

Mu Yanwan came before the door to Chen Yan's room, repeatedly raising her hand to knock, yet it never fell.

By now.

Mu Yanwan still did not understand what Chen Yan wanted to do.

Even though Chen Yan's strength was formidable, now was truly the time to prepare the auxiliary formation in advance.

From start to finish, Mu Yanwan had never seen any Formation Pivot Envoy who could defend against a Small Tide without deploying an auxiliary formation.

Her heart felt incomparably stifled.

But in the end, Mu Yanwan held back.

After all, she could not do anything that would hinder Chen Yan's own will.

This was what a subordinate ought to do.

Since she had made her choice, she would never regret it.

Time passed slowly.

Mu Yanwan kept watch before Chen Yan's door, and gradually, cold sweat seeped from her forehead.

Every day felt like a year.

Meanwhile, Peng Linjun and the others had long forgotten about Chen Yan, as the thousands of people in Qiming Village worked as if their lives depended on it.

Until...

Screech!

A low, sharp shriek tore through their eardrums.

Within the entire Qiming Village, everyone's expression turned cold.

"Not right."

Peng Linjun's expression changed instantly:

"There is an Ancient Divine Beast!"

His face flushed red as he looked at those behind him:

"There is an Ancient Divine Beast!!!"

In an instant, all the Formation Pulse Soldiers circulated their Qi and blood, and the formation array built around Qiming Village began to flicker with light.

Peng Linjun gritted his teeth.

That was the roar of an Ancient Divine Beast.

Why would there be an Ancient Divine Beast?!

Under normal circumstances, there wouldn't be one.

In a split second, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

In ordinary times, Ancient Divine Beasts were fundamentally unable to enter the Jing Tu.

But during the tide, it was different...

"It's over..." a Formation Pulse Soldier muttered, feeling their brain go numb.

The next moment.

Rumble!

The originally churning, viscous, turbid waves suddenly boiled, and the evil collective of twisted wave-crests expanded into a mountain-like black shadow.

Accompanied by a shriek that was a mix of an infant's cry and a beast's roar.

This tide, like a mountain chorus, grew higher and higher, higher and higher, until its peak could not be seen.

The vast Jing Tu, beneath this surging heavenly tide, was as small as dust.

Mixed with various viscous, chaotic biological structures, it rose and fell upon the black tide.

The pitch-black firmament was torn open with scarlet cracks, writhing like blood vessels, raining down corrosive blood.

A massive formation barrier enveloped the entire Qiming Village.

The thousands of Tainted Blood humans grew quiet now, fear surging in every pair of eyes.

An unspeakable, terrifying tide...

Had arrived!

Behind them.

"Please, Venerable One..."

Mu Yanwan knelt directly before Chen Yan's door:

"Take action!"

The Head of the Mu Family also arrived, standing respectfully one by one, not daring to make a sound.

"Hahaha, it's over, it's over!" screamed Sister Chun, who had already gone mad.

"Prepare!"

Peng Linjun stared fixedly at the incoming malicious tide, raising his left hand.

Behind him, all the Formation Pulse Soldiers and Formation Reserve Soldiers gritted their teeth, poised for action.

At this moment, Peng Linjun could no longer spare a thought for the Ancient Divine Beast's shriek he had heard earlier.

What he had to face was this terrifying malicious tide.

He had to use everything he had to lead Qiming Village through this crisis.

Yet, in the very next instant.

Screech!

A sharp, shrill cry rang out once more.

Its whisper invaded the soul directly, leaving Peng Linjun stunned.

But then.

The surging tide cracked open into countless whirlpools.

From the center of every whirlpool emerged rotting eyeballs or tentacles, their irises reflecting Qiming Village.

These tentacles and eyeballs pushed aside the tide, coalescing before Qiming Village into a single, unimaginably huge eyeball.

It stared at Qiming Village just like that.

In an instant, Peng Linjun's mouth fell open:

"Eighth... Eighth Rank!"

Behind him, all the battle-ready Array Garrison soldiers and Array Pulse soldiers instantly lost their strength, collapsing onto the ground one by one.

"Ahhh!!!" Hei Shan screamed, retreating continuously.

He had not been as desperate as Sister Chun; he had always held hope for the future.

But seeing this scene, he fell into utter despair.

"Ha..." Peng Linjun's mouth hung open, his breath only going in and not coming out; at this moment, his mind was collapsing.

Before an Eighth Rank Ancient God Beast.

This terrifying tide of malice no longer mattered.

All the measures he had prepared were like child's play before an Eighth Rank Ancient God Beast.

Screech!

Screech!

Screech!

Another series of sharp, shrill cries followed.

A giant beast resembling a rotting whale swam out from the blood rain, its belly splitting open into hundreds of human mouths filled with sharp teeth.

Like a centipede, the thousand-meter-long Ancient God Beast flickered in and out of the malicious black tide.

In an instant, over a dozen Seventh Rank Ancient God Beasts appeared as well.

This moment arrived suddenly.

At this moment, within everyone's line of sight, the terrifying tide could no longer be seen.

They could only see this despair-inducing, heaven-shaking scene.

Mu Yanwan looked back abruptly, unable to breathe at this moment.

Peng Linjun's eyes were unfocused and ashen; he knelt on the ground in a daze.

"Heaven is... going to... destroy..."

As he spoke, he suddenly pushed himself up, his eyes splitting with rage, and array patterns emerged in his hands, condensing into a cyan longsword.

"Follow me..."

He looked behind him, but not a single person dared to follow him into battle.

Peng Linjun let out a miserable laugh:

"Charge!!!"

He roared, using every ounce of his strength, holding his longsword, and staring at the terrifying Eighth Rank Ancient God Beast, like an ant raising its head to face a trampling elephant.

Facing that heaven-shaking tentacle pupil, his entire body trembled.

And then.

"Kill!!!"

He raised his long saber!

Boom!

A flash of blood-red light flickered suddenly, blinding to the extreme.

The entire sea of malice became brilliant in this instant.

The long saber, wrapped in scarlet baleful energy, pierced into the giant pupil formed by thousands of tentacles.

The moment the blade touched the iris, dark green fluorescence exploded violently, and thick black blood sprayed out like magma!

Screech!

A piercing shriek rang out instantly.

Just in this moment when everyone was stunned.

Clang!

Mu Yanwan suddenly felt the door behind her being pushed open, and she looked back tremblingly.

She saw array disks floating out from the room, flickering in the void and arranging themselves into a path leading straight to the sky.

A lean figure, overflowing with malice, stepped across the array disks like a fleeting shadow.

Just as Mu Yanwan had turned her head.

That figure had already appeared before the giant eyeball, gripping the blood-red saber stuck in the giant eye.

Will Martial Art 【Blood Intent】!

As Chen Yan slashed down with force.

Swish.

The Blood Blade slashed across, a scarlet blade shadow wiping from top to bottom over the giant pupil.

Splat!

Endless blood rain and tentacle fragments erupted between heaven and earth.

Right before this tide of malice that reached straight to the sky, it was as if the heavens themselves had been cleaved open.