Chapter 215: Fierce Battle

Divine Pattern Battle Techniques, a power bestowed by ancient gods, are completely beyond the imagination and resistance of the ordinary human warriors of the current Minghuang tribe.

This was already clearly revealed during the exchange of Divine Pattern Battle Techniques between Xu Chen and the others; not to mention that the techniques are instantaneous, neither their defense nor their offense can be compared to simple weapons that focus on physical attacks, such as Flying Forks and bows and arrows.

Every time a Divine Pattern Battle Technique is released, it can generate a formidable aura of oppression; even the most powerful Soul will feel terrified, their momentum weakening by a few points, and the combat itself is unpredictable, completely different from everyday weapon sparring, bordering on comprehensive suppression.

Therefore, even though Feng Liu and the others are not much stronger than Feng Yi and the others in terms of physical fitness and Soul strength—some are even slightly inferior—once they unleash a Divine Pattern Battle Technique, even the weakest one can force Feng Yi and the others into a steady retreat.

A few days ago, Feng Yi and a group of shallow-sleep warriors who awoke first were still very excited and proud, but as more deep-sleep warriors continued to wake up, recover their ancient tribal patterns, and activate Divine Pattern Battle Techniques, the mood of this group became increasingly depressed and even inferior.

Every Divine Pattern Warrior is an absolute lucky one of the tribe.

Legend has it that in the human tribes that first arrived in Minghuang Di Jie in ancient times, it was not easy to give birth to a powerful Divine Pattern Warrior; one had to have an extremely pure bloodline.

And every Divine Pattern Warrior is destined to grow into a pillar of the tribe, becoming a super powerhouse to fight against Nether Beasts.

If the Divine Pattern is powerful enough, one can even move mountains and fill seas, destroying the heavens and the earth.

At present, although the Divine Pattern Warriors who have just awakened in the tribe are far from reaching the legendary level.

But their growth rate will be ten or a hundred times that of ordinary warriors without tribal patterns, and their growth is limitless.

Soon, Feng Liu and the other three Divine Pattern Warriors spread their red wings of light and turned into three streaks of light, pouncing toward the Nether Beast lair.

Feng Yi and the others stayed by Xu Chen's side to continue waiting.

Xu Chen looked at Feng Yi, who was tidying his bow and arrows with his head bowed in silence, and reached out to pat his arm, saying, "Have you always wanted to activate a Divine Pattern?"

Feng Yi answered gloomily, "That is true, but you are unwilling to help me?"

Xu Chen shook his head and said, "It is not that I do not want to help you, but the situation of you warriors who have never slept is complex. It is not easy to help you awaken your tribal patterns; it requires me to pay a huge price. Based on the principle of reciprocity, I cannot help the Feng tribe without compensation.

Up to now, I have helped awaken so many powerful warriors of the Feng tribe, but your help to me has been minimal. I have no prejudice against you, but since we are warriors, everything is spoken through strength. If you can slay three powerful Nether Beasts and obtain their Soul Beads, I will take action to help you once. As for whether you can recover your tribal pattern and activate a Divine Pattern Battle Technique, that depends on your luck."

Feng Yi was overjoyed, jumping up and pounding his chest as he roared, "Good! I will definitely kill three Nether Beasts and obtain the Soul Beads. If I cannot do it, I will not accept your kindness."

After speaking, Feng Yi turned to his remaining companions and said, "Do not help me later; I want to strike alone!"

Although the few warriors were a bit hesitant, they all nodded together. Feng Xing and Feng Zhao were also excitedly surrounding Xu Chen, hoping to receive this treatment as well.

Xu Chen nodded and agreed.

Consequently, in an instant, the morale of everyone on the boat was greatly boosted.

"Boom—"

Just as the few were talking and exchanging words enthusiastically, a red light suddenly shone through the churning Black Mist deep in the valley, and amidst a terrifying explosion, a roar like muffled thunder suddenly erupted.

"Woo-ang~~"

Accompanied by the sound of the roar, a terrifying aura descended from the sky, turning into a black tide over a hundred zhang high, pressing down as if the sky were inverted.

The expressions of everyone on the Clam Shell Boat changed drastically.

But just as the black tide was about to fall into the valley, a green light stretching for several miles suddenly exploded in the valley, turning into a green mountain phantom of the same hundred-plus zhang height, whistling as it rolled back to collide with this black tide that connected heaven and earth.

"Boom—boom—boom—"

A sound like thunder resounded through the heavens and earth the moment the green and black lights collided. The entire earth trembled violently, and dense lightning flashed across the sky like a spider web, the crackling light illuminating the pitch-black world, bringing a completely different kind of brightness to this world that had been dark for hundreds of millions of years.

And within this light, there was actually incomparable vitality, as if the world had just opened and chaos was manifesting; amidst the thunder and lightning, wind, rain, and mist were drifting across the sky.

Xu Chen did not move, merely standing at the bow of the Clam Shell Boat, gazing at this unforgettable scene.

This mountain phantom is a Divine Pattern Battle Technique activated after Feng Liu awakened; in fact, Xu Chen knows it too, called "Wind Barrier."

However, the Divine Blood aura in Xu Chen's body is not thick enough, so the one he releases is far less formidable than Feng Liu's; while Feng Liu's is over a hundred zhang high and stretches for several miles, the one he releases now is at most ten-plus zhang high and a hundred zhang long, a tenth of the scale.

This is just a defensive battle technique, and its lethality is not strong.

Therefore, after Feng Liu released the Wind Barrier to block the terrifying aura impact of the most powerful Nether Beast, amidst the thunder and lightning, a green hurricane over a hundred zhang in size appeared, whistling and rolling like a tornado.

Soon, angry roars and screams came from within the green hurricane. Accompanied by the green light being constantly exploded and lightning splashing across the sky, one could see with the naked eye a giant beast with wings on its back trapped inside, spitting black light as it charged and rolled back and forth. Under the violent impact, the green tornado shook and vibrated crazily, appearing as if it would shatter at any moment.

Just as the hurricane was about to shatter, another green light exploded, and a phantom resembling a giant bird soared into the sky, grabbing the giant beast in one bite, then breaking through the churning lightning and heading into the distance.

A deep voice boomed in the minds of Xu Chen and the others: "We will go deal with this giant beast; the rest is left to you!"

As the voice faded away, the churning green mountain and hurricane phantoms in the valley quickly dissipated, and the black tide collapsed and scattered with a roar.

"Roar—ang~~"

Amidst the Black Wind, a giant lizard flapped its huge wings, roaring and baring its fangs and claws as it rushed out.

"It's our turn!"

The remaining three tribal pattern warriors raised the weapons in their hands, their red wings of light suddenly spreading, and they instantly turned into three streaks of light and rushed up.

"The biggest one is mine!"

Feng Yi roared, waving his wings of light as he soared into the sky. At the same time, the Giant Bow in his hand was drawn. As he released it, only a soul-stirring boom was heard, and a red arrow shadow as thick as an arm tore through the Void, arriving first despite being fired later, actually surpassing the three companions in front and striking a roaring giant beast that was just taking flight.

"Boom—"

The red light exploded, and the giant beast let out a miserable howl as if struck by lightning, tumbling and crashing onto the steep cliff before falling into the valley.

"Let's go too, finish this quickly!"

Xu Chen flipped his hand to take out the Thunder Fire Pestle, and as his Zhenyuan flowed into it, one array after another was activated by his thick Divine Sense. Popping green electric light, like dazzling stars, brought a bright radiance into the sky full of Black Wind, and he soared into the sky, pouncing straight at a flying lizard that had rushed out of the gorge.

Feng Feiyi remained silent, holding a giant fork interwoven with red and black high above his head, following behind Xu Chen, waving his brilliant wings of light as he also pounced toward another flying lizard.

In an instant, above the gorge where the Black Wind churned, several people were each entangled in a fierce battle with a giant beast. Red light flickered, green thunder intertwined, and the entire sky of Black Wind was stirred into rolling wild tides by the aura of the battle, sweeping in all directions. Large swaths of pitch-black mountain ridges and rocks were shattered by the battle, then ground into fly ash by the terrifying aura.

Without that most terrifying Fourth-Rank Soul Beast, there were still more than ten giant lizards of various sizes remaining. The larger ones were over ten zhang long and had at least the strength of the Danyuan Realm, while the smaller ones were only five or six zhang long, at most at the early stage of the Zhenyuan Realm.

These Soul Beasts, which generally only had Second-Tier or Third-Tier strength, should be considered ordinary Soul Beasts in the Minghuang region. Although the Feng tribe's survival status was precarious and on the verge of extinction, the adult warriors of the tribe were also incomparably powerful, not weaker than these Nether Beasts, so this melee was extremely intense.

Centered on the gorge, the scope of the battle soon spread to a radius of more than ten miles.

Amidst the continuous booming sounds of battle, the roars of Nether Beasts and the shouts of the Feng tribesmen could be heard everywhere.

For how many years had it been since the Feng tribesmen had launched such a large-scale attack on a powerful group of large Soul Beasts?

Especially the young warriors like Feng Yi, who had to sleep early because the Blood Poison was too deep, were even more hateful toward these Nether Beasts. Coupled with the stimulation of Xu Chen's promise, everyone used almost all their strength in this battle, wanting to release the pent-up anger in their chests.

Feng Yi did not seem to be good at close combat, so he kept waving his wings of light, flying up and down around a huge Nether Beast. The Giant Bow in his hand was drawn again and again, and one red light arrow after another shot into the Nether Beast like a meteor. In just over ten breaths, this giant beast, which was over ten zhang tall, was shot full of holes, with large gaps appearing on its body, and rolling black gas emerging from the wounds like thick smoke.

The other three tribal pattern warriors were all close-combat experts, similarly waving their wings of light as they each rolled into a fierce battle with a powerful Nether Beast. Wherever they passed, mountains collapsed and the earth cracked, light splashed, and they fought in an inseparable struggle.

Feng Zhao and Feng Xing were slightly weaker in strength, mainly dealing with the remaining ordinary Soul Beasts that were somewhat stronger, while also being responsible for assisting in the protection of Xu Chen.

Xu Chen's current strength was not weaker than Feng Yi's; aside from possessing Divine Pattern Battle Techniques that ordinary Wind Clan warriors did not have, he also had Magic Treasures and various powerful Magic Spells.

Therefore, once Xu Chen made a move, he was almost the most eye-catching one on the scene.

First, he used the Thunder Fire Pestle to unleash a thunderbolt bombardment, directly smashing a giant lizard nearly ten zhang in size from the air to the ground; then, without waiting for the Nether Beast to scream and fly up, a cyan Wind Blade whistled over in the blink of an eye, severing one of the Nether Beast's large wings; then, he activated his Divine Pattern Battle Technique, and a cyan tornado over ten zhang in size whistled over, sweeping it inside, where dense Wind Blade spikes mixed within the tornado launched an attack on the Soul Beast akin to death by a thousand cuts.

In just over ten breaths, this Soul Beast, which was at least at the late Second-Tier, was tortured until its skin was torn and flesh mangled, its entire body rolling with Black Mist as if it had crawled out of a brick kiln, constantly screaming and rolling in the tornado, simply unable to fight back at all.

"Boom—"

Watching the tornado about to dissipate, Xu Chen once again raised the Thunder Fire Pestle, and another bolt of lightning over a zhang thick descended, smashing the Soul Beast directly into pieces; scales and limbs splattered across the sky and dissipated into Black Mist, and a black Soul Bead the size of a fist was snatched by him and stored into his Profound Gold Bracelet.

(End of this chapter)