"You..."
The barbarian, colossal like a mountain, was utterly slack; his once rock-solid muscles, now appeared like a tattered sack, on the verge of collapse.
"What... technique is this?"
He was unwilling, even despaired. The crushing force was beyond his comprehension. They were both Fourth Grade, and he was a murder expert trained in the barbarian army. How could he easily lose to Xu Guang before him?
Xu Guang stood above him, moved his foot aside, and pondered, "Let’s make a deal. You tell the purpose of your visit to Chuanbei Prefecture, and I’ll tell you the source of my strength."
The Enchanting Soul Tribulation could work on this level of a barbarian, but it would be sowhat difficult, especially when the opponent was so wary of him. The most likely outco would be his Divine Soul directly crushing the opponent’s Divine Soul.
The at Mountain Barbarian revealed a grim laugh, "It doesn’t matter if I tell you. General Xiu Chuan will avenge . It’s a sha that General Xiu Chuan targeted Jin Qishan, but the one hiding deepest was you!"
Upon hearing this, Xu Guang imdiately understood the barbarians’ intentions.
A Third Grade barbarian had infiltrated, intending to assassinate all the experts around Zouchuan Dao, who was about to breakthrough to Third Grade.
The target was Master Fuqing, as a ans to deal with Jin Qishan.
Of course, it likely included him, but it was probably incidental, ranking after Jin Qishan.
His record of breaking through to Fourth Grade was stunning but clearly not part of the batch most likely to reach Third Grade.
Swish.
Xu Guang’s blade cut off the man’s head, holding it nonchalantly in his hand.
"Fuqing? Why are you here?"
A shout of surprise ca from behind.
Master Fuqing, holding a blood-stained short sword, stared at him in a daze.
"You..." Her eyes were filled with astonishnt, confusion, and shock.
This barbarian was quite strong. As a peak Zhenren of Jiufeng Mountain, she was familiar with the combat strength of Fourth Grade Martial Artists. This barbarian was almost on par with Jin Qishan from Sword Seal Peak.
But from when she hid in the water and then moved cautiously to check...
Not even a quarter of an hour had passed.
Which ant...
Xu Guang had killed a master almost at the peak of Fourth Grade in less than a quarter of an hour.
Xu Guang maintained a calm expression, offering a slight smile.
"Good evening, Senior Sister."
Fuqing felt her mind was a chaotic ss. So much had happened tonight. What was supposed to be her quest for breakthrough turned into night travel here, only to face a barbarian attack, resulting in such an event.
She found it impossible to gauge Xu Guang’s strength accurately.
Wasn’t he just a new Fourth Grade?
"Let’s go, there’s still a Third Grade barbarian in Chuanbei Prefecture; it’s not safe here."
Xu Guang broke the silence and spoke.
Although he believed his strength wasn’t much weaker than a Third Grade, without Ah Wei by his side, he felt uneasy.
He didn’t want any mishaps.
Fuqing, dazed, followed him and found Fu Feng and the others.
Under the cover of night, they quickly disappeared.
...
...
About half an hour later.
Teams of Bone Soldiers swiftly moved the surrounding corpses, piling them together and aligning them side by side.
This was a well-trained group of barbarians.
There were various types of troops, among them were a few individuals with strange bone-set adornnts on their faces, dancing peculiar steps beside the pile of corpses.
This was a barbarian Summoning Technique, a deep-rooted tradition from the Royal Court.
It allowed communication with the deceased.
Of course, it had to be those who had recently died.
A giant, three ters tall, stood behind the forest, glaring at the bloody water on the ground with displeasure.
It’s hard for him to accept that a dozen elite warriors had died here without a sound explanation.
Yi Kui, one of his fiercest Fourth Grade warriors, was young and soone he valued greatly.
"General, they were all killed with a single strike, by a type of fire attribute Divine Power from Central Plains which we have not seen, capable of burning the Divine Soul."
The barbarian conducting the autopsy approached Xiu Chuan respectfully.
Upon hearing this, Xiu Chuan remained silent, simply watching the shamans communicating with the souls.
A mont later.
The shaman received a response.
"It was a very young person, and they did not see his appearance, but... when he struck, the sky seed to rain blood."
The young shaman stood before Xiu Chuan, showing none of the pride of a shaman, respectfully recounting what he had learned from communicating with the souls.
The destruction caused by the Red Lotus Karmic Fire to the Divine Soul was too great, and those involved had beco chaotic, offering very little reliable information.
But the one certainty was that it was indeed raining blood.
This was a shared mory among several souls.
Xiu Chuan extended his hand; without showing much strength, his arm sank into the giant tree beside him.
The trunk emitted constant cracking sounds, as traces of blood seeped from within.
"Investigate! Those who bring blood rain with their attacks, this mark must be unique, investigate thoroughly!"
He commanded sternly, leaping away.
Carrying the grief and fury akin to a wounded beast.
...
Traveling at night, especially without making a sound, is indeed a challenging task.
Especially when the Wanhua Institute had many Innate disciples, their journey was not swift.
After more than two hours, during the darkest monts before dawn.
The group reached a small mountain south of Guiqiao County, where Xu Guang reunited with Ah Wei.
He felt at ease.
After learning that the barbarians’ assault tonight was backed by a Third Grade barbarian.
The disciples of Wanhua Institute fell into chaos.
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