The darkspawn, known as the children of darkness, are the favored ones in this world. They are naturally more attuned to the strongest power in the world, the void primordial force, and can ascend to higher ranks relatively easily. However, their powerful race finds it difficult to bear offspring, with inherently low fertility and a long maturation period, which has prevented them from unifying the Eternal Night world.
Upon thinking of this, Qian Ye felt as if he had grasped something. He took out a primordial force bullet and attempted to imbue it with a wisp of void primordial force. When the void primordial force successfully seeped into the bullet, it indeed became nearly imperceptible to Qian Ye’s senses.
Qian Ye then loaded the bullet into the gun chamber. For now, knowing this was enough; he would have time to practice and refine his skills after the battle. Recalling some fragments from the memories of the celestial ghost’s clone, he had a premonition that this ability would reappear in his hands. On the other hand, confirming his conjecture, Qian Ye now had a way to deal with this ability.
Suddenly, a sharp killing intent sent a chill down Qian Ye’s spine. Opening his true vision, he looked around and his expression slightly tightened. Within a hundred meters around him, in all directions, there were six or seven dense clusters of dark primordial force—mostly viscounts, with two barons among them.
This was a trap!
The locations of the previous close encounters flashed through his mind one by one, and Qian Ye instantly realized he was surrounded by dark powerhouses. But he had been in far more desperate situations before, so he immediately calmed down and, out of habit, prepared to inject himself with a stimulant.
But when he reached into his pocket, he found it empty. Checking Andu Ya’s storage space, he couldn’t find any of the needed drugs. Qian Ye then realized he had unknowingly used up all his medications and stimulants, a testament to the intensity of the fight.
With no supplies left, his fighting spirit only grew fiercer.
He slowly summoned the void primordial force and imbued it into the Dongyue Sword. This time, with deliberate intent, Qian Ye felt the hair-like crystals in the sword expanding, absorbing, and restoring. It was a profound sensation, as if the Dongyue Sword had come alive and started breathing.
In Qian Ye’s perception, the presence of the Dongyue Sword weakened. Even when infused with the maximum amount of primordial force, its aura was only equivalent to that of an eighth or ninth-grade warrior’s full strength. This way, during close combat, the Dongyue Sword’s earth-shattering power might be overlooked by the opposing powerhouses.
After infusing the primordial force, Qian Ye suddenly leaped up, thrusting his sword at the ceiling! The floor beneath the Dongyue Sword, made of stone slabs, crumbled under the impact. Like a rocket, Qian Ye soared upward, breaking through three floors and appearing before a spider-demon viscount, slashing horizontally at his massive arachnid body.
The spider-demon had already transformed into his combat form, half-human and half-spider, with a large and imposing figure, exuding a deep and heavy aura—he was a second-rank viscount. He gazed in shock at the sudden break in the ground and the black shadow that emerged, unable to fathom how this person had silently appeared before him. In his haste, the spider-demon viscount could not evade, and he swung his war axe with one hand, attempting to block the Dongyue Sword’s strike.
As the sword and axe clashed, the spider-demon’s body violently shook. Qian Ye’s seemingly light and soft sword blow was as heavy as a mountain range!
A screeching sound echoed, and the spider-demon viscount’s war axe instantly twisted, while his arms emitted cracking sounds. His elbow joints bent abnormally. The Dongyue Sword traced an arc, turning downward, and continued to slash, severing two of the spider-demon’s segmented legs.
Instead of pursuing, Qian Ye activated the Ocean Power, instantly sealing off all directions.
With his segmented legs severed, the spider-demon viscount could no longer withstand the crushing pressure of the Ocean Power. His body tilted, and he fell to the ground. Qian Ye lifted the Dongyue Sword continuously from below, completing a perfect arc, and the point of impact caused the spider-demon viscount’s head to fly off. Qian Ye then pounced, plunging his blood-sucking blade into the spider-demon’s vital core, and the surge of vital blood instantly invigorated him.
All these changes occurred in the blink of an eye. In Qian Ye’s true vision, most of the dark primordial force clusters within a hundred meters were rapidly approaching, but it was too late; the battle here was already over.
Qian Ye let out a long roar, and the primordial force surged, causing his domain to expand drastically. The Ocean Power also became unbearably heavy. Wherever his domain reached, the sturdy castle structure began to tremble and shake. In an instant, the ceiling above cracked, and a large stone slab suddenly fell, crashing to the ground.
With Qian Ye at the center, the castle structures within a radius of dozens of meters began to collapse, filling the area with screams and curses. The people inside could no longer hide and jumped out from the ruins.
A loud crash sounded overhead, and the entire dome collapsed, revealing the dark, ink-black sky of the Eternal Night. Instead of avoiding, Qian Ye leaped upward, the Dongyue Sword pointing forward, and he pierced through the dome, soaring into the sky.
As Qian Ye ascended, several figures from the ruins also leaped up, attacking him simultaneously, timing their moves perfectly.
The collapse of the building had only momentarily hindered them. These experienced dark powerhouses quickly regained their composure. Among them, the lowest rank was a viscount, led by a demon-bred baron. With Qian Ye’s current combat power, it was difficult for him to even escape, let alone resist.
The demon-bred baron’s figure flickered, and his vertical pupil between his eyebrows emitted a faint, eerie light as he lunged at Qian Ye. Above, a giant Star-eyed Python appeared, spewing a cloud of black gas at Qian Ye.
The demon-bred baron sneered. This black gas had a paralyzing effect, and its influence didn’t require complete coverage; proximity was enough. However, the baron was somewhat puzzled as to why Qian Ye would abandon the advantage of terrain and jump into the air, which was practically inviting a pincer attack.
At this critical moment, three crisp gunshots pierced the night sky, and several bright fire trails cut through the darkness like flaming whips, striking the three viscounts below and to the left of Qian Ye.
The three dark viscounts screamed in agony. Two of them managed to suppress the raging fire caused by the silver bullets, but the third, a third-rank viscount, was slightly weaker. Bright flames engulfed his body, burning fiercely, and he turned into a fireball, plummeting into the ruins below.
This was Zhang Shiduo on the watchtower, who had noticed the crisis and seized the opportunity, firing three shots to create an opening for Qian Ye.
However, Qian Ye, who had swiftly changed his position in mid-air to avoid the black gas, sighed inwardly. He and Zhang Shiduo were not very familiar, and their coordination could only go so far. Qian Ye had hoped that Zhang Shiduo would concentrate all three shots on the demon-bred baron, dealing a severe blow to the biggest threat. As for the others, Qian Ye did not consider them a serious threat, believing he could handle them one by one with some maneuvering space.
In other words, Qian Ye had no intention of fleeing; instead, he wanted to seize the opportunity to counterattack.
Ignoring the missed opportunity, Qian Ye swung the Dongyue Sword, parrying the demon-bred baron’s strike. Then, a pair of radiant wings appeared on his back, and the Twin Flowers roared, shattering the Star-eyed Python’s innate totem in mid-air.
Zhang Shiduo, seeing Qian Ye not retreat through the opening but instead exchange blows with the demon-bred baron, his expression changed.
But he was powerless now. Such powerful gunshots, if fired by a normal war general, would require recovery after just one shot. The three consecutive shots were Zhang Shiduo’s special ability, and his limit. At least for a quarter of an hour, he could not launch another attack that would threaten a viscount or higher.
The intense battle around him, however, left Zhang Shiduo no room to think further. The watchtower he occupied was a crucial high ground, and the dark warriors had never given up on seizing it. Now, a new wave of attacks was launched from below, and the Zhang and Zhao family soldiers were engaging in a fierce contest for every inch of territory.
Zhang Shiduo couldn’t help but curse, “Damn, Zhao’s brat!” and then picked up a heavy, automatic hand cannon, mowing down a team of dark fighters attempting to climb up, sending them tumbling.
In mid-air, Qian Ye and the demon-bred baron were engaged in a close, brutal fight. The surrounding viscounts, seeing the sniper fall silent, became restless again. However, just as they lunged towards Qian Ye, they heard the roar of the ocean waves, and a heavy pressure descended from the sky, making it difficult for them to maintain their floating.
As their movements faltered, Qian Ye let out a furious roar, his eyes locking onto the demon-bred baron. Disregarding his own defense, he put all his strength into the Dongyue Sword, bringing it down with a deadly, all-or-nothing strike.
The demon-bred baron was terrified. He had already tasted the might of Qian Ye’s Dongyue Sword, and knew it was no ordinary heavy sword. If struck, his body would not stand a chance. Of noble status and clearly holding the upper hand, how could he willingly die alongside Qian Ye? Even trading a grievous wound for the human’s life was not worth it. The baron was forced to retract the long sword he had aimed at Qian Ye’s ribs, and instead, he used all his strength to parry the Dongyue Sword.
At the moment their swords met, the image of the demon-bred baron reflected in Qian Ye’s eyes. The demon-bred baron suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, and for a brief moment, his strength waned. He felt the overwhelming pressure of the sword, and he was sent flying backward, crashing into the ruins. Qian Ye followed closely, almost right behind the demon-bred baron, pursuing him relentlessly. They burst through several floors and disappeared deep into the ruins.
As Qian Ye pursued the demon-bred baron, the domain of the Ocean Power weakened, and the viscounts regained their mobility. Drawing on their extensive experience, they immediately rushed toward the ruins, preparing to attack from behind. They had seen that Qian Ye’s combat power was not as strong as the demon-bred baron’s, but his single-target attacks were exceptionally fierce. However, such intense attacks could not last. If they could hold him for a moment, they could surround and kill him.
But as they moved, a blue streak suddenly appeared in the air, and a cold mist spread, covering everything in a thin layer of frost. Both the demon-bred and vampire viscounts, startled, discovered that their weapons and bodies were also covered in frost. Black and blood auras swirled around them, desperately trying to dispel the icy cold.
Behind them, Li Kuanglan’s clear voice rang out, “Where do you think you’re going?”
The viscounts reluctantly turned their heads, their movements slowed significantly in the cold. Just as they saw Li Kuanglan step through the air, a water-blue light streaked across the sky.
The water-blue light was silent, ethereal like a dream, but the viscounts felt an intense sense of danger, a premonition of impending death. Without hesitation, they each activated their life-preserving secrets, some preparing to use their final means.
In this life-and-death moment, the viscounts reacted swiftly and decisively, living up to their status as those who could follow the Great Lord.
At this critical moment, several green wisps appeared in the air, moving freely amidst the icy blue mist, like fish swimming in water. As the green wisps appeared, all the dark viscounts suddenly felt a scorching needle piercing their foreheads, causing their bodies to tremble and interrupting their secret techniques.
This momentary delay was fatal. The water-blue sword energy silently swept through them. The viscounts froze, their expressions dulling, and the frost quickly covered their bodies, turning them into ice sculptures that tumbled down into the ruins.
Having killed several viscounts with one strike, Li Kuanglan showed no joy on his face. Instead, his brows furrowed, and his gaze sharpened, fixating on the distant night sky. There, Zhao Jundu stepped through the air, the azure light of the Azure Sky Blade gleaming in his hand.
Li Kuanglan’s gaze was like a sword, piercing Zhao Jundu’s eyes, and he snarled, “I am doing the killing, so stay out of my business!”
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