Chapter 311

Six Life Pool Realms, among them one half-step Womb Storage Realm.

The other several hundred soldiers are all experts above the eighteenth layer of Chonglou Realm, even half-step Life Pool Realm experts.

Even the over a hundred sailors who remain on the rear barge to control it, unseen, are all skilled in Chonglou Realm.

Wu Zheng had just asked Wu Tie a question when the middle-aged man in a tall crown and long robes, a half-step Womb Storage Realm expert, flicked his left sleeve; a black rope as thick as a thumb and over ten zhang long, like a spirit snake, shot out from his sleeve.

The black rope was covered in densely flashing runes, leaving faint solidified ripples in the air wherever it passed.

The rope flew at extreme speed, like a black streak of light shooting over; even when still ten-odd zhang away from Wu Tie and the others, a suffocating sense of restraint swept over them.

"Be careful, this is the Great Jin Demon-Subduing Hall's Demon-Binding Rope!" Wu Zheng roared, swinging his great axe and chopping at the rope.

The half-step Womb Storage Realm middle-aged man snorted coldly, waved his right hand, and a short sword over two feet long flew out, faster than the rope by more than double, arriving first to strike down at Wu Zheng's face.

"Ding!"

Wu Zheng's axe split the flying short sword, but he also shook his hands; the great dragon lizard beneath him let out a strained roar and staggered back dozens of steps.

The Demon-Binding Rope surged forward, heading straight for Wu Zheng's face, ready to coil around his body.

The Demon-Binding Rope suddenly halted in midair, one end almost touching Wu Zheng's body, but its tail was seized by Wu Tie. Wu Tie smiled at the half-step Womb Storage Realm enemy whose expression had shifted, then gave a fierce shake with his left hand.

"Crack—crack—crack!" a series of booms rang out as Wu Tie violently shook the Demon-Binding Rope, like a long snake seized at its seventh inch, powerless, and lashed it to the ground.

Beneath their feet, the mountain peak was gouged by a deep fissure, accompanied by a terrifying tearing sound; a vast cliff ten thousand zhang high peeled away along the crack and collapsed into a deep valley on one side. Countless boulders crashed into the valley with booming crashes, and the peak shuddered violently.

The countless black runes on the Demon-Binding Rope shattered; Wu Tie's casual shake unleashed terrifying force, violently destroying the rope's internal seal. He then rubbed his left hand, spewing out Samadhi True Fire, instantly igniting the entire rope.

The Demon-Binding Rope writhed like an injured spirit snake, and in just a breath, this rope of immense binding power turned to ash in Wu Tie's hands.

Hey, hey, if this thing could be taken back, a single demon-binding rope would be worth the military merit of killing three Sea-of-Chi Realm cultivators! Wu Zheng shouted loudly in regret: "The Grand Artisan Masters of the Fuxi Divine State have been trying for years to figure out how to refine demon-binding ropes…… Every demon-binding rope is very valuable!"

Wu Tie raised his eyebrows.

The Fuxi Divine State is trying to figure out how to refine demon-binding ropes.

The Lao Tie standing beside Wu Tie exchanged a mysterious glance with Wu Tie; this refining method, in the vast sea of knowledge Lao Tie had passed to Wu Tie, had everything you could want—all kinds of similar demon-binding ropes, dragon-binding ropes, gold-shaking cords, heaven-mixing silks, etc., with all grades, attributes, special effects, and targeted refining methods, more than enough.

Very valuable?

Wu Tie licked the corner of his mouth, not knowing what good things the Fuxi Divine State had to offer in exchange.

All those thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant; the middle-aged man at the half-step Embryonic Storage Realm snorted coldly: "Fourth-rank Demon-Subjugation Commandant Lin Hao of the Great Jin Divine State's Demon-Subjugation Hall is here…… you demons…… deserve to die!"

The short sword that Wu Zheng had cleaved away with an axe howled as it flew back.

It seems the flying swords of the Great Jin Divine State emphasize practicality; when they fly, there is rarely any brilliant, dazzling sword light; what appears in the sky is mostly the sword's actual body.

Sima Xiu's flying sword is like that, and Lin Hao's flying sword before our eyes is also like that.

However, Lin Hao's flying sword had many variations; the short sword flew through the air, still several steps away from Wu Tie, when the flying sword suddenly split left and right, turning into three solid sword shadows, aimed from upper, middle, and lower positions at Wu Tie's vital points—his forehead, throat, and abdomen.

Moreover, after the flying sword split into three, the speed of the sword shadows suddenly surged to more than ten times.

Lin Hao's gaunt face became somewhat twisted and ferocious.

Not only does the Fuxi Divine State have a strong craving for demon-binding ropes, but in the Great Jin Divine State, as a fourth-rank commandant of the Demon-Subjugation Hall, one demon-binding rope would require several years of his salary to exchange for.

Ordinary cultivators, even those just entering the Embryonic Storage Realm, once bound by a demon-binding rope cannot free themselves for a while. Combined with Lin Hao's flying sword in his hand, the half-step Embryonic Storage Realm cultivator has already killed over a dozen Fuxi Divine State cultivators stronger than himself in past battles.

Today the demon-binding rope was destroyed by Wu Tie's single strike……

Just as the sword shadow was about to pierce Wu Tie's body, Lin Hao's face had just shown a hint of a smile, but the smile suddenly froze.

Lin Hao suddenly realized——even an ordinary cultivator just entering the Embryonic Storage Realm could be restrained by a demon-binding rope, yet it was destroyed by Wu Tie's single strike; does that mean this aura, merely having just condensed into the Sea-of-Chi Realm, belongs to a little guy whose strength rivals that of a renowned Embryonic Storage Realm master?

Wu Tie waved his left hand, his fingers trembling rapidly, and a piercing cracking sound was heard as the three sword shadows simultaneously shattered.

The refined streams of light that others could not see were all absorbed by Wu Tie's left hand, and Lin Hao's flying sword was shattered by a flick of Wu Tie's finger.

Lin Hao let out a miserable howl, blood gushing from all seven apertures; he staggered back a few steps, gritting his teeth as he stared at Wu Tie, then bellowed hoarsely: "Come on, slaughter them!"

Five Sea-of-Chi Realm high-level cultivators simultaneously shot out their flying swords, thrusting fiercely at Wu Tie.

Behind them, hundreds of Chonglou Realm cultivators shouted in unison, simultaneously drawing their waist swords, forming a formidable military formation; the burly man at the forefront, a half-step Sea-of-Chi Realm cultivator, swung his sword.

The strength of all those hundreds of Chonglou Realm cultivators was completely gathered in that burly man's body.

The burly man's aura suddenly became blazingly intense, even surpassing Lin Hao's in an instant; he swung his sword, and a blade of light several hundred zhang long shot out, turning into a huge light sword several zhang wide that came down upon Wu Tie.

But after that sword strike, the burly man's aura instantly weakened to the extreme; his legs gave out and he knelt directly on the ground, while another burly man quickly took his place, standing at the front of the formation.

In an instant, five flying swords and a huge light sword came down upon them.

Wu Tie chuckled and blew a whistle.

Lao Tie leapt up fiercely; in his hyena-wolf form he opened his mouth, and a black light curtain sprayed from his mouth, the Tower of Rebirth releasing black divine light that condensed into a heavy curtain blocking him and Wu Tie.

The five flying swords struck the light curtain heavily; with a dull thud, the curtain remained unmoved, and the swords, spinning, were flung back by the tremendous rebound force.

The huge light sword came down with a tremendous boom; a few ripples splashed on the light curtain, the light sword shattered, and Wu Tie and Lao Tie remained completely unharmed.

Lin Hao's pupils shrank to the size of a pinprick.

They are a standard Demon-Subjugation Army patrol unit; under normal circumstances they could fight evenly with the Fuxi Divine State's regular forces of equal numbers and quality. Moreover, relying on the advantages of armaments, magical treasures, formations, and the rear warships, they often gain the upper hand.

Today really saw ghosts.

Looking at Wu Tie and their attire, they are not the regular army of the Fuxi Divine State.

They should be the miscellaneous forces conscripted by the Fuxi Divine State from affiliated powers; their combat strength shouldn't be this strong.

"You……" Lin Hao's mind quickly flashed through the names of the several notorious, hard-to-handle great clans and great powers belonging to the Fuxi Divine State, and he instinctively shouted two words.

"Give me, break." Wu Tie didn't respond to Lin Hao; he remained as before, casually tossing out the White Tiger Split.

The White Tiger Split emitted a piercing tearing-through-air sound, and from within the tiger's head came a deep, soul-penetrating, resonant tiger roar.

Lin Hao and the others' bodies trembled; simultaneously shaken by the White Tiger Split's tiger roar, their vision went dark and their souls nearly flew out of their Sea of Chi.

With a miserable howl, the White Tiger Split pierced Lin Hao's chest.

Lin Hao's robe obviously had considerable defensive power; when the White Tiger Split pierced, layers of mysterious light sprayed from the robe. However, the White Tiger Split's edge was too sharp, Wu Tie's divine power inexhaustible; the robe's mysterious light was pierced in one blow, and Lin Hao's frail flesh could not withstand the White Tiger Split.

Lin Hao's flesh exploded.

An angry howl came; within Lin Hao's head a mass of vast water mist sprayed with threads of lightning, wrapping a figure about a chi tall that shot up into the sky.

Wu Tie's head-top Soul-Scattering Banner shot out fiercely; the banner merely flickered, seven streams of light flew and spun in midair, forcibly severing Lin Hao's life soul heavily wounded, the banner rolled up and swallowed his life soul.

Charge forward, don't let Wu Tie take all the merit!

Wu Zheng was a bit anxious; he waved his great axe and shouted loudly, leading twenty Wu Clan members as he charged forward.

Wu Tie laughed 'hahaha', his body turning into a golden rainbow, almost instantly appearing before five Life Pool Realm Demon-Suppressing Army commanders. White Tiger Split let out a muffled thunderous tiger roar; the five Life Pool Realm masters were shaken into disarray, almost without reaction, and were killed by his spear.

The Soul-Scattering Banner rolled up, five life souls were drawn in, seven sword-light discs spun and fell into the banner; the five Life Pool Realm life souls instantly disintegrated, vanishing as the banner swallowed them cleanly.

The Soul-Scattering Banner's aura grew somewhat stronger; faint streams of divine light mist hung from its tail, each seven or eight feet long, within each mist faintly visible were traces of Dao patterns, mysterious and profound, giving an extremely terrifying feeling.

Forged with the supreme method of artifact crafting and the correct Dao of artifact crafting, the Soul-Scattering Banner finally began to show its fangs and sharpness.

Wu Zheng led twenty Chonglou Realm disciples forward; with Wu Zheng, a Life Pool Realm strongman, leading the charge, hundreds of Chonglou Realm Demon-Suppressing Army troops were routed by his two assaults.

The Demon-Suppressing Army was indeed brave; facing Wu Zheng's fierce assault, they stubbornly formed a battle array and exchanged several blows with him.

Wu Zheng's armor was forcibly torn open by their giant sword light, leaving several deep-to-the-bone gashes on his body; if not for the armor's protection, those gashes could have pierced through his body.

Wu Zheng simply stripped off his broken armor, bare-bodied he roared in battle, his great axe continually cleaving skulls.

Hundreds of Demon-Suppressing Army soldiers watched in despair as Wu Zheng's deep-to-the-bone wounds healed rapidly; no matter how many wounds they inflicted on him, within a breath his injuries would surely heal, leaving no trace.

Such a fleshly body, they are Wu Clan monsters! a burly man finally shouted: "Trap him... warship, use the main cannon to take him down!"

The battle array had already collapsed, yet the Demon-Suppressing Army did not flee.

They swarmed Wu Zheng from all directions in chaotic fashion, grabbing his arms and legs with many hands; some even bit his feet.

Wu Tie's pupils suddenly contracted.

These Demon-Suppressing Army... their fighting will is astonishing.

They numbered about four hundred, and over a hundred had already been slain by Wu Zheng and the Wu Clan disciples.

With a thirty percent fatality rate, their battle array had completely collapsed, yet they still had fighting spirit; moreover, dozens of them clung desperately to Wu Zheng, grappling him, they seemed to be aiming for...

They seek mutual destruction! Wu Zheng roared in fury; his body shook, and the bones of over ten Demon-Suppressing Army soldiers clinging to him cracked horribly, his shock nearly shattering their skeletons.

The aft warship's bow deck suddenly slid open, a triangular crystal cone shot out rapidly from within the bow.

The triangular crystal cone, seven or eight zhang long and milky white throughout, had intense streams of light flowing rapidly inside, accompanied by a piercing whistle; as it locked onto Wu Zheng's body, its tip also blazed with a dazzling light.

A continuous hissing sound filled the air, and a pungent odor spread.

Wu Tie knew full well that the air was being forcibly ionized by immense energy, and the ozone concentration in the air was rapidly rising.

Within a breath, Wu Zheng violently flung his right hand, throwing the few Demon-Suppressing Army soldiers clinging to his right hand into pulp; before he could shake off the other soldiers clinging to his body, a white beam as thick as a water tank erupted from the crystal cone, bringing terrifying heat and blinding light.

In the next instant, Wu Tie appeared before Wu Zheng out of thin air, extending his left hand to block the white light pillar with his palm.

A soft 'hiss'.

The flesh on Wu Tie's left palm instantly vaporized, filling the air with a faint scent of scorching.

His five finger bones were dark and unmoving; despite the white light pillar's impact, they remained unchanged.

From his finger and wrist bones, his flesh was gradually vaporized and vanished by the white light; only his bones remained dark, flickering with a deep gloomy light within the white light. Moreover, the white light pillar was rapidly shrinking, as Wu Tie's finger, hand, and arm bones eagerly absorbed its energy.

Demons, demons, demons!

The Demon-Suppressing Army soldiers simultaneously shrieked in terror, their eyes wandering wildly as if they had seen ghosts.

This warship's main cannon, a weapon capable of heavily injuring even a Fetal Storage Realm cultivator in one strike, yet Wu Tie, a Life Pool Realm fellow, blocked such a terrifying attack with just his left hand!

Wu Tie laughed, then fiercely unleashed White Tiger Split.

With a tremendous boom, the warship was split in two by Wu Tie's single strike.