Chapter 3753: Battle Soldiers' Ambush

"Jin Biao!" Xiāo Qíng and Wàn Xīnghǎi shouted simultaneously, but they were both under a crushing pressure; even if they tried to rush to the rescue, it was too late.

Xiāo Qíng, in a panic, dropped the long knife in her hand and flung it straight at the Clone Puppet.

Ye Liuyun simply drew his twin blades, shielding Lei Ming and the others behind him to avoid friendly fire.

With a crisp "clang, clang," the Clone Puppet's form flickered, sweeping past Jin Biao's side, and the golden knife Xiāo Qíng tossed was bounced back by another blade of the Clone Puppet.

Then a rapid "clang clang clang" rang out behind Jin Biao.

Jin Biao and the others hurried to turn around, finally seeing the Clone Puppet battling a Short Sword that glowed with blue light. The final blow was the ownerless Short Sword being sliced to the ground, stepped on by the Clone Puppet, which pressed its own blade against the fallen sword's blade.

"Move again and I'll cleave you outright!" the Clone Puppet threatened the Short Sword.

It seemed to understand, and immediately ceased struggling, lying motionless on the ground.

Only then did the Clone Puppet step forward, grasp the hilt, take the sword in hand, and feed it a strand of Divine Sense to recognize its master.

Afterwards it slipped the Short Sword straight into the Space World, then returned as if nothing had happened.

"A Short Sword that has nurtured a weapon spirit intends to ambush you!" the Clone Puppet said to Jin Biao.

At this moment, cold sweat broke out on Jin Biao's back, and he thought he was already dead.

"Sorry about that, I thought you were going to ambush us!" Xiāo Qíng also realized the misunderstanding about the Clone Puppet; it was actually the Clone Puppet that intended to rescue Jin Biao.

"So your cultivation realm is that high!" she added awkwardly.

"No problem!" the Clone Puppet said lightly, without replying further to her.

Ye Liuyun also sensed their awkwardness and stepped in to smooth things over: "As long as nothing went wrong, that's fine. After all we're all strangers; we just need to get used to each other a bit more!"

But as soon as his words ended, several weapons rose into the air ahead, blocking the path, and soon more weapons flew in from the surroundings, encircling them.

These weapons varied in grade, some were broken, unlike the Short Sword that had just ambushed Jin Biao. The aura emitted by that Short Sword was roughly at the level of the Second Stage of Dong Tian.

"They're all battle soldiers that contain weapon spirits!" Ye Liuyun, after scanning the area with his Golden Pupil, called out to everyone and stepped forward voluntarily.

The Demon Slaying Sword buzzed as Ye Liuyun raised it high, drawing the battle soldiers' attention.

A long sword bearing rust and a notch on its blade suddenly moved, charging fearlessly toward the Demon Slaying Sword.

"Huh, someone still dares to challenge you!" Ye Liuyun sent a Transmission Voice to the Demon Slaying Sword.

"Just because they exist, they think they can challenge me? Know your death! Boss, let go, and let me help you cut them down," the Demon Slaying Sword offered eagerly.

"Alright, show me what you can do, but don't embarrass yourself!" Ye Liuyun thought for a moment and agreed to the Demon Slaying Sword's request.

He also wanted to see how strong the Demon Slaying Sword had become.

He let go, and the Demon Slaying Sword surged toward the long sword, slashing from tip to hilt as if cleaving a person from head to foot, then immediately charged at other weapons.

The other weapons all sprang to life; some moved to meet the Demon Slaying Sword, some rushed at Ye Liuyun, and the few remaining ones headed toward the others.

Ye Liuyun used his Heaven Devour similarly, infusing blade intent, swinging to cleave—one blade per weapon. Since these weapons were damaged and low‑grade, he didn't need to hold back.

Lei Ming and the others used their weapons to block these attacks. The rest fell to the Clone Puppet, one blade per weapon, as he had no interest in keeping these broken soldiers.

Only Jin Biao and Xiāo Qíng each fought merrily with a long sword and a long spear; those two weapons were still intact, apparently they intended to claim them. Wàn Xīnghǎi helped them, fighting three against two.

When they finished, all the broken weapons around Ye Liuyun had fallen to the ground, and the Demon Slaying Sword was back in Ye Liuyun's hand!

Xiāo Qíng slipped the newly captured long spear into the Space World, then envied Ye Liuyun: "Your blade is really nice, what grade is it? My blade is called Slash Dragon. It's a Water Grade of the Third Stage of Dong Tian. It actually has slashed a dragon!"

Xiāo Qíng also waved the golden knife in her hand, looking quite proud of her blade.

Ye Liuyun glanced at Wàn Xīnghǎi, thinking to himself, "Mentioning 'Slash Dragon' in front of the Dragon Clan isn't very appropriate, though I have also slashed a dragon!"

Wàn Xīnghǎi guessed Ye Liuyun's thought, shrugged and laughed, "It wasn't her who slashed the dragon, it was the previous owner of this blade!"

Then he added, "Even if she could slash dragons, I wouldn't mind. There are dragons in the Dragon Clan that need to be killed!"

"Ha ha, as long as you're easy‑minded, that's fine!" Ye Liuyun laughed, amused by him.

Afterwards the group continued onward, chatting casually.

"Your two sword styles seem similar, yet they have no fixed pattern!" Xiāo Qíng asked Ye Liuyun.

"Yeah, this sword method is something we figured out ourselves. There's no set technique; as long as it works!" Ye Liuyun said while chatting with Xiāo Qíng, and also released the Yin Souls of Zhuque, Mo Wang, and Bà Tiān.

He sensed the Yin Soul aura underground ahead, knowing another wave of Yin Soul attacks was coming.

While Xiāo Qíng and the others were stunned, Zhuque had already taken to the air, Mo Wang and Bà Tiān rushed out, and simultaneously Long Nv swung her coiled‑dragon staff, unleashing a Dragon Soul into the battle.

Then a gust of cold wind howled, the temperature dropped, and many Yin Souls burst from the underground ahead, fighting alongside them.

Wàn Xīnghǎi and the others had no effective way to deal with the Yin Souls, so they watched the spectacle behind Ye Liuyun. The combatants were those around Ye Liuyun, while the Clone Puppet only wielded its Soul‑Devouring Blade, occasionally slaying a few stray Yin Souls.

Just as Wàn Xīnghǎi and the others praised Ye Liuyun's companions for their stronger combat power, the Demon Slaying Sword in Ye Liuyun's hand buzzed again, sensing that more battle soldiers' weapon spirits ahead were challenging him.

"You all retreat, let the Ye Puppet go!"

Ye Liuyun immediately ordered everyone to fall back. Even if they could handle the Yin Souls, they couldn't deal with so many weapon‑spirit‑infused battle soldiers.

So everyone withdrew, and the Clone Puppet charged forward instead.

As soon as he advanced, a three‑meter radius around him was engulfed in blue‑white flames; then he swung his twin blades, striking down every incoming weapon. Neither Yin Souls nor weapons could breach his defense.

The Demon Slaying Sword could no longer be restrained, and Ye Liuyun released it again, slicing through the Yin Souls to cut those weapons.

Immediately after, Ye Liuyun's Golden Pupil saw several skeletal corpses rise from the ground; some wore tattered armor and clutched half‑broken weapons.

"Yin Souls have entered those skeletal corpses and begun controlling them!"

Ye Liuyun also hurriedly warned the others. His Golden Pupil saw clearly that those skeletal corpses could only stay upright by the Yin Souls merging within them. Recently the transcoding is severe, giving us more motivation, updating faster, please take a moment to exit reading mode. Thank you.