Chapter 103: Dragon Fin Mountain Decisive Battle (3)

Two rows of Buried Corpse kept advancing to the creek's edge, still showing no sign of stopping; Li Bucai stepped down from the wooden bridge, letting the Buried Corpse continue forward, their formation never breaking even though a creek tangled with branches lay ahead, and among them only one passed over the bridge while the rest treated the obstacles as flat ground, their heavy bodies pressing the branches until they creaked. 【Hand‑drawn by (www. shouda8. com) Crazy Hand‑drawn】

"Ignite!" Li Bucai shouted, intending to lure them onto it; arrows couldn't affect them, so he tried to see if fire could hurt them. He then raised his Spear and charged, stabbing at the Buried Corpse that was walking across the bridge.

The Buried Corpse, seeing the spear thrust at its front, raised an axe to block.

Li Bucai was wary of the axe in its hand, fearing it would corrode his spear, so the move was a Feint Move. Seeing it raise the axe, he withdrew the spear and immediately executed a "Wind‑Assault Stab", the spearhead piercing its body. The tremendous impact drove the Buried Corpse forward like a skewer of candied hawthorn, also snagging the one behind it on the spear. After the technique ended, when the motion ceased, both Buried Corpses slipped off the spear, were flung more than ten meters away, fell to the ground, struggled for a while, and could not rise again.

At this moment Li Bucai had already leapt over the wooden bridge, standing at the bridgehead on the opposite bank. Among the two rows of Buried Corpse, the first row had already stepped onto the dead branches over the creek; seeing some of their comrades knocked down, several closed in around Li Bucai.

Meanwhile, Wu Zhuoyue and his archers had ignited a Torch, and several of them simultaneously threw the Torch into the creek.

Tan Jiang, seeing the unfavorable turn, knew the Buried Corpse feared fire above all, hurriedly summoned a raging wind. The gale was fierce; within moments, a violent tornado whipped up within a two‑hundred‑meter radius. The Torch, just about to land on a branch, was blown onto the bank, and several Torches were extinguished by the wind.

Four Buried Corpse had already advanced to Li Bucai's side.

Li Bucai, seeing four Buried Corpse enter his attack range, shouted, "Crouch!"

The Head Wolf at his flank understood, lowered its body, and Li Bucai performed a Qinglong Tail Sweep, sweeping the legs of the four Buried Corpse. The spearhead of his weapon, like a Short Sword about a foot long, instantly cleaved several legs of the Buried Corpse, causing them to lose balance and fall.

At this time, Wu Zhuoyue's group threw a second batch of Torches, which were again blown aside by Tan Jiang's wind; a few Buried Corpse were about to step across the creek.

Li Bucai, seeing the unfavorable turn, quickly turned his body on the wolf's back and sat down upside‑down.

"Zhuoyue, Torch."

Wu Zhuoyue understood, hurriedly snatched a Torch from a nearby person and hurled it straight at Li Bucai.

Tan Jiang saw a Torch flying straight toward him, realizing he intended to block the wind with his body, and noting that no one else was throwing a Torch at this moment, he altered his technique, pushing a tornado toward Li Bucai.

"Lord, be careful."

Hearing the shout, Li Bucai glanced back. As the Torch approached, the wind had already reached his rear; when it blew, he guessed it wouldn't sweep him away, but the Torch would be carried aloft. Meanwhile, the few Buried Corpse were about to cross the creek. Deciding not to catch it, he swung his spear like a baseball bat, striking the Torch. Sparks flew everywhere; several landed on the dead branches, which were coated with highly flammable beast fat, igniting instantly. The flames spread in an instant, forming a wall of fire over the creek. Dozens of Buried Corpse were there; having long soaked in the Buried Corpse Swamp, their bodies contained not only corpse fluid but also a great amount of swamp gas in their respiratory tracts. When the fire touched them, the internal swamp gas ignited, erupting with a few "Bang" sounds like bombs, and the dozens of Buried Corpse were blown to pieces by the internal explosion.

At that moment, the tornado had completely enveloped Li Bucai; the wind blew the flames beside him away, so they couldn't burn him, but the clatter of stone fragments hitting Bronze Armor echoed within the wind column.

"Lord!" The flames on both sides of the bridge roared like a sea, unable to reach him, yet within the wind column sparks flew everywhere. Not knowing his condition, the group of maidens shouted in unison.

Over there, Tan Jiang, though he had slain dozens of Buried Corpse, saw Li Bucai trapped in the wind and let out a triumphant, high‑pitched laugh.

"Hahaha…"

Silently reciting a mantra, Tan Jiang amplified the wind to its limit; the fire sparks within the wind rose gradually. Li Bucai was being lifted off the ground by the wind. Tan Jiang slowly drew the wind back; he knew that this slight wind, for a practitioner of the Martial God Mantra, whose Bronze Armor was hard, was still insufficient to completely strip him of combat ability. His purpose in pulling him back was to make him fall into the mass of Buried Corpse; it was no longer a simple lesson, but an attempt to eradicate him at once.

The wind was massive; the Buried Corpse before Tan Jiang feared being swept in, so they scattered to the sides. Tan Jiang pulled the wind to the exact center of the Buried Corpse Formation, then abruptly halted it. A black silhouette fell from the sky with a "Splash", and a horde of Buried Corpse surged forward. Tan Jiang let out a sharp laugh, glanced down, and saw the black silhouette suddenly rise, leapt forward fiercely; only the Qingwolf Beast remained, and on its back there was no sign of Li Bucai.

The Qingwolf Beast lunged, aiming for his mount at his flank; Tan Jiang, lacking time to observe further, hurriedly released a gust, trying to flip the Qingwolf Beast, but before he could finish the incantation, another black silhouette descended from the sky…

Li Bucai, inside the wind column, could not see the outside, only feeling his body drift little by little with the wind. He thought the wind would cease soon. When the wind lessened a bit, he used the Qingwolf's body for leverage, employing the light‑step technique "Piercing Clouds Leap" to spring upward. Before the wind stopped, he rode the upward force of the wind, leapt out of the column's top, and, shrouded by night, surged toward Tan Jiang.

Tan Jiang was completely distracted by the Qingwolf Beast; by the time he noticed Li Bucai, the spear had already landed on his head. Li Bucai delivered a Qinglong Tail Sweep, striking his chest heavily. Before Tan Jiang could cast his Wind‑Control mantra, he felt a rolling sensation in his throat, and his Qingwolf Mount was clawed on the face by the Qingwolf Beast, which let out a howl, raised its front hooves, drove the Qingwolf Beast back several steps, and, carrying Tan Jiang, turned and fled.

Li Bucai saw Tan Jiang already gone, landed again on the wolf's back, and instead of pursuing Tan Jiang, he used the path opened by Tan Jiang's charge to burst out of the Buried Corpse Formation, then turned back, using the Qingwolf Beast's speed to strike the formation.

The Buried Corpse originally intended to retreat with Tan Jiang, but Li Bucai's sudden countercharge disrupted their formation. By then Tan Jiang had vanished into the darkness, so they focused their attention on Li Bucai, ceased retreating, and collectively assaulted him.

Although the Buried Corpse were an 18‑level troop, Li Bucai was a 12‑level Lord, and that level was from long ago. Since undergoing the Refining Realm of Water and Fire in the Void Illusion Realm, his level now displays as No Level; even he no longer knows his actual rank. Coupled with a Qingwolf Mount of extraordinary speed, nearly a hundred Buried Corpse, under his onslaught, could not find any way to deal with him. Attempts to block him from the front were flipped by his spear; attempts to trip the Qingwolf Beast from the side were deftly evaded.

Even so, the Buried Corpse remained a hard‑to‑deal horde; after several charges, Li Bucai still could not kill many of them. Some had their tentacles severed by him, but they are creatures without a nervous system, unaware of pain; some were left with only a single tentacle, yet they continued to attack Li Bucai.