Chapter 258 - 119: Wine Flame Demon (3/3)

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Chapter 258: Chapter 119: Wine Flame Demon (3/3)Xia Xi’s group was undoubtedly fast and elite in their movements. As soon as An Jing launched a surprise attack and killed the Gambling Ghost, they immediately formed a coordinated assault, with Wei Gu as the vanguard, Cook Old Man providing support, and Xia Xi as the main force. Within two breaths, they launched a full-on fierce attack on An Jing. Even the soldiers of Da Chen might not possess such quality, and with the addition of the power of the Fate Pattern, a squad of thirty men in Red Armor would be annihilated by them in a matter of a few breaths. However, An Jing was even more terrifying, for in just two breaths, he had slain Wei Gu’s group of ghosts and broken the trio’s teamwork. "Die!" With his comrades all gone, Xia Xi didn’t have the slightest hesitation in his heart, because their squad of four had always revolved around him as the true core. Even without the Five Poisons from the Gambling Ghost and the inability to spread the poison from the liquor, his Blazing Wind Water Heron Fist still retained eighty percent of its power! He burst forth all his energy and charged at An Jing, taking advantage of the moment when An Jing’s slashing momentum made it difficult to switch his attack. Xia Xi moved his arms, activating the Flame Liquor Armor, unleashing an assault as fierce and fast as a tempest. The ignited alcohol turned into a wild tide of red, cyan, and scarlet, lashing forward with Xia Xi’s fist, making him seem like a deity with three heads and six arms, wielding Flame Fists. With each punch, not only did he deliver the force of the fist, but also the smacking strength of the alcohol and the scorching damage of sticky oil fires. If the Gambling Ghost were still alive and Cook Old Man’s group of ghosts were still present, his Liquor Armor could still be infused with the power of the Five Poisons and the eroding force of evil spirits. With such reinforced powers, a punch could be devastating, impossible to block for ordinary warriors with Inner Strength; they’d be killed on contact, injured at the slightest touch! "Good teamwork!" An Jing’s eyes shone. The oil and liquor were controlled by Xia Xi’s special abilities linked to his Fate Pattern, moving like the tide and now ignited, the heat was overwhelming, and no punch or sword could get close. For a moment, he was pressured by such an assault and could only retreat. A wave of alcohol hit his rain coat, igniting almost like a gasoline bomb with a dark cyan flame, the heat penetrating the coat and reaching his skin. This was the synergy of warriors with Fate Patterns within their Inner Strength, joining in a Battle Formation, layering multiple abilities on top of each other, allowing these four low-to-mid-tier warriors to unleash a strength surpassing the peak of Inner Strength. An Jing could confirm that even Lu Jin, if he were to face the current team of four from Heaven’s Will Cult, would likely perish within ten moves, burned to ash! However, if it were An Jing facing Lu Jin now... only three moves would be needed! Boom! While retreating quickly, An Jing suddenly stomped down, and the already-weakened floorboards, eroded by the blood of the Gambling Ghost, instantly collapsed, causing Xia Xi, who was stepping forward to continue the assault, to misstep and fall to the second floor. This little trick couldn’t truly hinder Xia Xi’s attack; he twisted his body to avoid a strike from An Jing through the air, then reached out to grab the wall, hanging there to prevent An Jing from striking down at him from above. It was the correct decision, but Xia Xi froze for a moment as he searched for An Jing. He couldn’t see where An Jing was. And in the next instant, the wall shattered from the outside, as An Jing, who had already leapt high by breaking through the ceiling the moment he stomped, locked onto Xia Xi’s location. He plunged from the air, his sword descending like a mountain toward Xia Xi’s head! The force of the blow was ferocious, the speed incredible; even the invisible air trailed white lines along An Jing’s arm, shoulder, and sleeve, emitting a high-pitched whistling sound. Meanwhile, the flames that had been clinging to his rain coat were extinguished, leaving only a wisp of black smoke pulled taut, pointing directly at Xia Xi’s head. He had no time to think. Grasping the wall with his left hand, Xia Xi instinctively roared and raised his right arm, countering the blade with his fist. His Divine Abnormality, the "Golden Thread Clothes," could isolate ice and fire, and his "Dantian Sea" empowered him with the ability to manipulate qi from a distance. Coupled with the immense strength of "Surging Wave Hand," he punched upwards. The Air-Strike Force controlled the liquor flame, the blazing wind surged like a tide, fully embodying the philosophy of the Blazing Wind Water Heron Fist—its momentum like flame, its force like a tide. It wasn’t just any ordinary blade he believed he could punch through, but even an iron wall he was confident he could penetrate! But what he faced was never an iron wall or sword, but rather a blade infused with Coalescing Qi into Soldiers, wielding the method of Qi Forged Divine Weapon! Tiles, rafters, purlins, and stone bricks—all shattered where the Edge Blade passed. An Jing sliced through the air, the liquor fire split apart, and the blade’s light moved past Xia Xi’s fist, then along his arm, across his chest, and finally cleaved through the wall. Clang. An Jing landed, discarding the long blade in his hand, which had absorbed all of its essence and had turned into blackened iron due to the liquor fire. Meanwhile, behind and above him, Xia Xi’s bisected corpse was completely incinerated by the dispersing liquor fire. "With the ’Taibai Luminous Godly Ban’s Five Bans,’ my physical strength is now comparable to a mid-tier Martial Artist with Inner Strength." After slaying Xia Xi, An Jing dusted off his hands, feeling quite refreshed. Indeed, he was a bit annoyed by the Western Patrol Envoy bothering him, which is why he took the initiative, but he also wanted to test his continuously improving strength. The result was very good. Even without using any of the Tianyuan Realm’s weaponry, including the Sword Box, nor the killing methods of Blood Fiend or the Imperial Heaven and Houtu Method, An Jing was able to slay four Martial Artists with Inner Strength using just a long blade enhanced by Divine Skill and his own physical body. Although there was an element of surprise, surprise attacks are part of the art of war, and An Jing didn’t feel there was anything shameful about it: "However, without the Sword Box, my long-range attack abilities are too lacking. Faced with this Liquor Armor martial technique, I actually struggled to get close." This battle was also a practice for An Jing to separate his identities as ’An Jing’ and ’Jing Xuan’ in the future—An Jing could use Blood Fiend and the Sword Box, abilities already exposed to the eyes of the Divine Sect of Heaven’s Will, while Jing Xuan should only use the Taibai Luminous Godly Ban and some local weapons of Embracing the Void. The outcome was indeed good, but it also exposed some issues. As An Jing pondered how to compensate for these, he leapt up and arrived at the top of the small house, now ignited by the liquor fire. On the small piece of intact floor on the third storey, the severely injured Cook Old Man was still alive. An Jing picked him up and flew away, vanishing into the dark night. Fire alarm bells rang out in all directions, and the fire brigade arrived quickly, surrounding the small building that was almost completely engulfed in flames. Half an hour later, outside Kanming City, within an unnamed forest. "Oh my." After asking all his questions and keeping his promise to give the Cook Old Man a quick death, An Jing frowned slightly, "The Heaven’s Will Demon Sect actually has so many secret spots and informants in the city?" He looked toward Kanming City, deep in thought. "No wonder they’re unwilling to give up, sending such an elite squad over to take control." And moreover... he’d received some rather unexpected news. The Heaven’s Will Cult had at some point already collaborated with Da Chen and Dust Li to rebuild the trade route between Kanming and the frontier’s Bai Bu. The Northern Patrol Envoy was in charge of the Dust Li side, while the Western Patrol Envoy handled the Da Chen side. That’s why a whole team of elite Martial Artists had been dispatched to gain control of the vital trade node of Kanming City. The people he had killed were just the vanguard; once the time was ripe, not just the Martial Meridian Grandmasters of the Heaven’s Will Demon Sect... Even the Western Patrol Envoy himself might come!

Chapter 258 - 119: Wine Flame Demon (3/3)

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