Chapter 146: The Only Third-Level Blood Vein Land

“Kill!”

Zhao Tiansheng surged forward in a fury, gripping his battle halberd as he lunged at the refined middle-aged man.

As for the Immortal Horn, Zhao Tiansheng kept it sheathed, refraining from using it.

The Immortal Horn was a part of an immortal’s body, containing immortal power. Yet without the immortal’s blessing, this power was limited—each use depleted it somewhat. Each time he wielded it, he had to pay a heavy price to the being residing in Kunwu Mountain.

Therefore, he avoided using it whenever possible.

Moreover, the Immortal Horn was chiefly effective against demonic and malevolent creatures; its effect on human martial artists was limited.

The refined middle-aged man drew on his internal force, wielding a broad sword with both hands to meet Zhao Tiansheng’s strike. The clash resounded like thunder, shaking the man’s body violently and forcing him to retreat over a hundred meters.

“The foremost expert in Lingdong does not live up to his reputation,” the middle-aged man remarked with admiration.

“Attack together! Kill him,” Zhao Tiansheng commanded sharply.

With a single bound, he crossed more than a hundred meters, descending from above, bringing his battle halberd down with overwhelming might that shattered stones and shook the heavens.

He had unleashed his ultimate move, giving it his all.

His anxiety grew as the Demon King fled farther and farther. If the Demon King escaped, then the two uses of the Immortal Horn had been wasted, draining precious resources for no gain.

The other three grandmasters of the Zhao clan also charged toward the refined middle-aged man.

Facing the combined assault of four top-tier experts, especially Zhao Tiansheng himself, the middle-aged man dared not be careless. He truly wished to avoid this confrontation, but the Demon King could not be allowed to die, lest it severely disrupt their grand plan. Since the Demon King was still within reach, he had no choice but to endure.

With a low growl, his face twisted as a dense black mist enveloped him. From his back, four sharp black spines emerged, clearly forming as black bones.

His aura surged wildly, and he emitted a beast-like growl before swinging his sword to meet the assault.

A loud clash rang out as his blade met Zhao Tiansheng’s halberd again.

This time, their strength was evenly matched; both retreated simultaneously.

“Be careful, it’s a Martial Spirit!” Zhao Tiansheng shouted, stepping back seven paces to dissipate the brutal force. Stamping his foot, he created a large crater beneath him, then leapt upward, charging once again toward the refined middle-aged man, following close behind the three Zhao grandmasters.

The refined middle-aged man engaged the three Zhao grandmasters, delivering three consecutive sword strikes that forced them all to retreat. Then, he parried an attack from Zhao Tiansheng.

Everyone present was stunned.

A Martial Spirit had reappeared, openly aiding the demon forces. Could the Martial Spirit and the demons be colluding?

The demon uprising had turned Mount Moling into a dead zone, severing contact between the six counties of Lingdong and the outside world. Was this boldness of the Martial Spirit due to this isolation?

In the past, even the personal guards of the Ming King would have arrived at the first sign of trouble—what Martial Spirit would dare show its face?

Was the world about to change?

“Use the Immortal Horn,” Zhao Tiansheng ordered harshly, once again drawing it forth and infusing it with internal energy.

The Immortal Horn radiated a dazzling white light that bathed the refined middle-aged man. Smoke billowed from his body, his face twisted in agony as the black mist shrank and the bone spines retracted into his body.

He returned to his normal human form.

As he glanced at the Immortal Horn, flames of fierce gratitude flickered in his eyes. Hastily, he retreated, saying, “Thank you, Lord Zhao, for helping suppress the Martial Spirit. I will repay this kindness another day. I must leave first.”

His movements were as swift as a ghost, disappearing hundreds of meters away in an instant.

By now, the Demon King had fled far into the night, vanishing from sight.

With the Demon King gone, the other grandmaster-level demons also turned and fled.

“First, kill the grandmaster-level demons! Block their escape!” Zhao Tiansheng roared, redirecting the Immortal Horn.

Whoosh!

The horn thrust toward a demon resembling a water buffalo.

This demon was far weaker than the Demon King, and its filthy aura was no match for the Immortal Horn’s attack.

Squelch!

The buffalo-like demon was pierced through, crashing to the ground and sliding dozens of meters before falling lifeless.

“Continue! Help me channel the Immortal Horn,” Zhao Tiansheng commanded, internal energy surging as he poured it continuously into the horn, pressing forward to pursue the grandmaster-level demons.

At least five Zhao grandmasters followed, also infusing the horn with their energy.

Whoosh!

The Immortal Horn flew out again, stabbing a second demon.

This demon instinctively panicked and resisted desperately, but it was futile. The horn struck, and the bulky grandmaster-level demon crashed to the earth, lifeless.

The remaining grandmaster-level demons fled frantically, and even with all the human grandmasters blocking their path, they could not be stopped.

“Chase them down! This time, we must wipe out the demon threat in Mount Moling once and for all, restoring the connection between the six counties of Lingdong and the outside world,” Zhao Tiansheng declared proudly, wielding the Immortal Horn as he surged forward.

The other grandmasters followed closely, pursuing the demons.

After over ten miles, Zhao Tiansheng found another opportunity. With the combined power of the Zhao grandmasters channeling the Immortal Horn, they struck down another grandmaster-level demon.

The remaining demons fled into the wild and desolate mountains.

The human grandmasters did not relent and followed them into the mountains.

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