Chapter 187 - 47: Empty the Magazine

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Chapter 187: Chapter 47: Empty the MagazineDrip, drip... Blood dripped from the blade. A flash of white light shimmered, the blood forced back, leaving the blade once again clean. An Jing sheathed his sword. The Mysterious Iron long sword, forged with Tianyuan realm’s industrial skills, was unimaginably high-quality, having decapitated so numerous heads and shattered so many weapons, yet not a single edge was nicked. Perhaps the weapons forged by the great craftsmen of the Embracing the Void realm could outperform it, but surely they were not as affordable. Meanwhile, centered around An Jing, the bodies of twenty-eight people from the four squads lay on the ground, encased in the frosty wind. At this moment, all the Demon Sect guards guarding outside had met their ends, with no one left to stop him from advancing step by step towards the Chongyi Building. The light of the Blood Fiend encircled his whole body, and although An Jing did not employ the power of the Fate Pattern, the Fate Pattern’s power spontaneously cheered and escorted him forward. —Life and death, existence and destruction, order and brokenness. This is the "Blood Fiend". This is the "Mars Guarding Heart". An Jing stepped forward, walking through the bodies, his deep eyes swirling with a crimson light, his true emotions indecipherable. He arrived at the entrance of Chongyi Building. "Whoosh!" Accompanied by the sound of the air being torn apart, an unusual, copper-iron forged crossbow arrow shot out from the darkness inside the door, aiming straight for An Jing’s forehead. Its speed was just a hair slower than sound, so by the time one heard it, it was already upon him. And if this darkly patterned crossbow arrow struck a vital spot, even the current An Jing would suffer a heavy injury! But... too slow. An Jing didn’t even lift his eyelids, his hand had already raised when the crossbow arrow was fired, seemingly in slow motion, he caught the metal crossbow arrow that had flown to his forehead, the Taibai Luminous Godly Ban’s dominance over metal and terrifying grip strength twisted and deformed the shaft slightly. Subsequently, An Jing performed an action that exceeded the imaginations of the shooter and all the onlookers. He opened his mouth and crushed the arrowhead of the crossbow arrow. "Not nearly as good as Jade Cutting Steel." A horrific metallic scraping noise emanated within his mouth as An Jing chewed on the enemy’s arrow, savoring the taste, and swallowed the chopped-up metal fragments, revealing a smile. "Subdue Evil, has the law domain of the Heavenly Demon collapsed?" he chuckled, donning a full-coverage helmet, "Seeing the density of this demonic qi, it’s time to put on a gas mask." "It has collapsed, indeed, my calculations were spot on—destroying the foundation of this building is enough to render the internal law domain ineffective." An Jing had the leisure to converse with the Sword Spirit while Subdue Evil earnestly said, "However, the enemy is restoring the law domain. Stop him quickly, otherwise an actively operated law domain can withstand explosives." "No problem." He mentally responded, An Jing slightly bent over, assuming the position of a sprinter readying for a hundred-meter dash. "Stop him!" Meanwhile, inside Chongyi Building, all the remaining True Demon Sect guards heard an order filled with fury, "At all costs, stop..." His command was interrupted by a tremendous roar. An Jing accelerated fiercely, stirring up the snow dust and ice scraps from the ground into a blanket of fog, as a figure shrouded by a rain poncho charged towards the interior of Chongyi Building. The inside of the building was devoid of light, creating an extremely uncomfortable atmosphere. Dark Demonic Qi flowed along the floor, conjuring images of the hellish interior of Chongyi Building before the collapse of the Law Domain. Two elite guards clad in armor and wielding shields and long swords, with crossbow arrows attached to their waists, moved to intercept him. Positioned to the left and right, they swung their swords overhead to stop An Jing who was charging directly towards them. But they had underestimated An Jing’s preparedness. The hardness of the bulletproof poncho exceeded their expectations. What should have easily been sliced through not only withstood their slashes but even rebounded the force, causing them to step back—unprepared for the resistance and momentarily slowing their actions. Enduring the blow effortlessly, An Jing did not expend much strength dealing with the two armored units. He merely pulled out two Thunder Beads and, tossing one to the left and one to the right, he threw them into the gaps of their neck armor. Then, with a burst of speed, he dashed past the two men. Before the armored guards could react and remove the Thunder Beads, a violent electrical explosion engulfed them. However, An Jing hadn’t walked much further when a squad of seven Gray Cloak Warriors rushed down from the upper floors. The leader, body slightly bowed and emitting a low growl from his throat, utilized Tiger Leopard Thunder Sound to stimulate his potential energy. Extending both hands forward, he assumed the stance of a tiger from the ’Five Beasts Worshiping God Fist’. Although they were a half step too late, these elites personally trained by Lu Jin were undoubtedly Inner Breath like Tide! The guards and squad leader An Jing had killed earlier were mostly ordinary people with good Martial Arts but no Inner Breath, only the squad leader and elite guards being warriors with Inner Breath like Silk or River. Their quality and equipment were far inferior to An Jing, which is why he crushed them effortlessly. But facing an Inner Breath like Tide, to defeat him amidst an entire squad would take An Jing... ...a magazine. "Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!" "Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang" Wielding dual guns, An Jing fired sixteen shots; the Gray Cloak Warriors charging towards him fell in droves. Only the lead warrior with Tiger-Style Fist managed to block two bullets with a small shield on his arm but still took five shots. He now stared at An Jing with an incredulous look. "You..." It seemed he wanted to rebuke something, perhaps something absurd like ’You actually used hidden weapons!’, but An Jing, who never cared about the ethics of combat, didn’t give him the chance. He charged forward and threw a punch. Bang! With a muffled sound, crisp and clear, a temple caved in, and the warrior, blood and brain matter spewing out, fell to the ground with a distorted face. Yet An Jing showed no mercy or hesitation as he continued to speed towards the top floor of Chongyi Building. Undoubtedly, An Jing’s raid had taken everyone by surprise. None of the True Demon Sect’s warriors had anticipated his attack, and the ferocity and swiftness of his assault surpassed the defensive limits the True Demon Sect had reorganized. Otherwise, just then, two armored knights together with seven Gray Cloak Warriors would have surrounded An Jing. Bullets ineffective against the former, even with An Jing’s exceptional martial skills, he would have been entangled for a long time. This was also because An Jing had made all the necessary preparations and recon, already knowing who the enemy commander and squad leader were, thus accurately targeting them with an Icefall Long Spear at the outset. And his arsenal was terrifying—people of the Embracing the Void realm could never have imagined that someone could have a full set of Magic Artifact equipment while still in the Inner Strength phase. From the first to the fourth floor, An Jing tore through the entire four-story defense line. Some of the Demon Sect warriors were scattered around the nodes of the Earth Vein they occupied, while others were stationed but unprepared for battle. These warriors, facing a ruthless An Jing who always dealt lethal blows, were merely stepping stones easily trampled over. However, on the fifth floor, An Jing encountered the final obstacle, and the greatest, in his raid on Lu Jin—Guard Captain Guo Chang, the second Inner Strength warrior of Chongyi Building besides Lu Jin. "Impressive Martial Arts and equipment, truly fitting for a disciple of the Dust Li clan," a man, lean in stature but eyes sparkling with intensity, holding a Nine-section Whip, stood at the staircase. Squinting at An Jing, he then curled his lips upward, revealing a set of sinister white teeth, "It seems we still underestimated your strength and your mindset."

Chapter 187 - 47: Empty the Magazine

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