Chapter 388: The Way of the Jinche Grinds Sato Takashi to Dust, Raise the Flags, Sound the Horns, Full Army Charge!

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Sato Takashi still thought his body could recover. A moment of subconscious joy flashed through his heart. The pain he felt was merely the prelude to getting stronger. However, the shredded flesh seemed as if it had never existed from the start. He could not use his sorcery to sense the existence of that part at all. At this moment, Sato Takashi panicked!!! He of course knew Lu Ding’s famous ultimate skill. He wasn’t the only one who knew. Many people knew about it before this battle began. But everyone thought his Slash Attack was just sharp, powerful, and capable of charging. Who would have expected such a profound secret hidden within? It could actually suppress regeneration. No! Not accurate! It shouldn’t be called suppression of regeneration. The severed part would permanently disappear, erased from existence itself. When pain is merely a process, and the result is no longer positive feedback but pure death, then the pain becomes unbearable, both physically and mentally. A scream erupted. “Ah!!!! What have you done!!! Stop!! Stop!!!! Hurry and stop!! Ah!!!” Hearing this voice, Lu Ding could no longer contain his laughter. His arrogance surged wildly, unrestrained and mad. “Hahaha, you said you couldn’t be killed? Come on!! Shout for me!!!!” “Screams, wails, cries of pain, let me hear them, let them all hear!!!” “Let everyone outside hear your wild dog-like howls hahaha...” The Way of the Jinche burst forth nonstop in his hands. Blood splattered, dyeing Lu Ding’s body red. He withdrew the Unshakable as Mountain Stone Dang stele. After kicking apart Sato Takashi’s sorcery space, he stepped out. Sato Takashi struggled fiercely in his grasp, kicking and resisting. Blood flowed down, staining one patch of seawater red after another. “Trash, listen up! Your commander is wailing hahaha...” Lu Ding’s voice echoed tens of thousands of miles. Black smoke billowed from his acupoints, highlighting the bright red blood on his body. Together, they seemed to outline his towering three-hundred-meter tall figure like a deity from an ink-wash painting amidst a realistic oil painting. Black, elegant, and mysterious. Blood red, glaring and piercing. Sato Takashi, struggling weaker and weaker, his humiliation had long exceeded what he could bear. He could lose, he could die! But he could not tolerate being crushed inch by inch by Lu Ding’s steady grip under the gaze of the masses! Used as a trophy to flaunt. Used as a tool to demoralize his own troops. A lamb to be slaughtered, fish on a chopping board—these were all euphemisms for his current situation. The reality was that he was like a dead dog, being mercilessly tortured in Lu Ding’s hand. Unwilling to accept this, Sato Takashi spat blood and shouted, “Charge!!! Kill!!! Even without me!! You can still crush them!!!” “Kill!!! Don’t stop!!!” Watching Sato Takashi be ground down shorter and shorter, listening to his rousing speech full of pain, Lu Ding felt only delight and joy. Like to show off? Then this is the consequence! Lu Ding took a step forward: “Just as he said, charge at me! Let me see your will, let your lives blossom as flowers of war, and I will trample them without mercy!!” War was a painting painted with a base of scorched black, splashed with blood as color, filled with corpses as content, and smeared with rising smoke to set the atmosphere. But all of these were for the enemy armies outside the Great Han. This unique masterpiece would be started by Lu Ding’s brush and finally placed on the world’s stage by his own hand. He strode forward. The Qi Refiners of Tai Island, Zhenla, and Hetu retreated. Each pair of eyes filled with fear and panic. Death was not terrifying. What was terrifying was meaningless death, and battles without hope. Dying for no reason was a fear no one could resist. At this moment, they calmed down. What was the meaning of this war? To punish the Great Han? Wasn’t this supposed to be a peaceful era now? Why was it not someone else charging first, but us? Win? Survive? “What a joke, we’re going to die!!!!” Someone broke down. Once the first broke down, there would be a second and a third. The momentum of defeat began from this moment!! “I... I don’t want to... I don’t want to fight such beings, I don’t want to... my parents are still waiting for me to come home, Keiko, Keiko is still waiting for me!!!” “My son was just born, I’m not fighting anymore, I’m not fighting!!!” “Move aside!! Let me go!!!” Lu Ding’s oppressive aura, previously shown in his momentum, now manifested in battle and ruthless methods. Those present didn’t even know how to fight against this unknown and terrifying monster. Win! How to win!? Can’t fight anymore, can’t fight at all. When the first turned around to flee, revealing a timid back, others followed. At the moment of turning, though they couldn’t see Lu Ding’s towering godly form, the fear of being dominated by a giant would deeply engrave itself in the deepest parts of their hearts from today onward. It would remain at the bottom of their souls. That would be the source of their future fears. Seeing their own side begin to collapse, the already severely injured and half-shredded Sato Takashi completely lost his fighting spirit. His life was like a candle flickering in the wind, swaying on the edge of an extinguishing cliff under Lu Ding’s overwhelming aura. “I will die, but my spirit will not perish...” At this moment, Sato Takashi dragged out his words. The pain was already numb. Useless talk was his last stubbornness. Lu Ding brought him close: “Spirit?” Pointing with one finger at the large retreating enemy army, “Are you talking about these useless trash?” “Hahahahaha...” Lu Ding just laughed. After the Slash Attack passed, he cut off Sato Takashi’s head and held it in his hand. He glanced at Wang Qingge in the sky. Then firmly gripped Sato Takashi’s head and made a throwing gesture. “Raise the flags, sound the horns, full army charge!!!!” As he finished speaking, the round head in his hand was suddenly hurled out, whistling fiercely as it smashed into the fleeing crowd. It left a long bloody trail. Behind Lu Ding, Great Han Qi Refiners stepped forward one by one. Hundreds-of-meters-tall Si Ming avatars rose one after another in formation, holding horns. They blew their horns. The magnificent sound came from the deep history of the Great Han. A streak of purple appeared. A purple deity with flowing sashes stood at the front of the formation, holding a bugle. It sounded. The clear, resounding call echoed across the vast sea. This was a unique buff instrument belonging only to the Great Han. It could awaken the power within the bloodline, flashing scenes of charges from a hundred years ago before their eyes. At this moment, the previous fierce battles on both sides turned into a one-sided Great Han pursuit, crushing, and charging at the fleeing enemy!!! Full charge of the entire army!!!

Chapter 388: The Way of the Jinche Grinds Sato Takashi to Dust, Raise the Flags, Sound the Horns, Full Army Charge!

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