Chapter 410: Also an Opportunity
After breaking free from the Ninth Prince’s encirclement, Chu Qingyun was immediately targeted by two members of the Martial Soul Hall.
A Fourth-level Martial Spirit and a Fifth-level Martial Spirit both pounced on Chu Qingyun at nearly the same time.
"You’re looking to die!"
"Profound Celestial Divine Pattern!"
An icy light flashed across Chu Qingyun’s body as he charged toward the Fourth-level Martial Spirit.
"KAKAKA! To think I found a Third-level Martial Spirit! What great luck!"
"Brat, accept your death!"
Seeing Chu Qingyun charge toward him, the Fourth-level Martial Spirit’s face instantly filled with glee. He let out a strange laugh, raised his palm, and struck at Chu Qingyun with the Primordial Power of a Fourth-level Martial Spirit.
Chu Qingyun abruptly clenched his right fist.
The icy light on his arm flared. Without even using Primordial Power, he smashed his fist directly toward the Fourth-level Martial Spirit’s palm.
PFFT!
His own physical strength, combined with the power of the Fifth-Layer Profound Celestial Divine Pattern, instantly shattered the Fourth-level Martial Spirit’s Primordial Power. His entire arm was blown apart, turning into a cloud of Martial Soul Power.
However, before the Fourth-level Martial Spirit could even scream in agony, Chu Qingyun’s other hand pressed against his body.
"Devouring Power!"
A surge of Devouring Power erupted from his palm, transforming into dozens of fine black threads that invaded the body of the Martial Soul Hall’s Fourth-level Martial Spirit, frantically devouring his Primordial Power.
An expression of absolute terror immediately appeared on the Fourth-level Martial Spirit’s face.
He felt the Devouring Power take hold. His Primordial Power surged uncontrollably throughout his entire body, rushing madly toward those black threads.
In just a few seconds, the Fourth-level Martial Spirit exploded with a BANG. His Primordial Power was completely devoured, leaving only a cloud of Martial Soul Power.
With so many eyes around, Chu Qingyun didn’t bother to devour his Martial Soul Power.
Besides, all of his Martial Souls had already been upgraded to Tier Four, so he had no need for this Tier Three Martial Soul Power anyway.
A Fourth-level Martial Spirit couldn’t even withstand a single move from Chu Qingyun before being dispatched.
The Fifth-level Martial Spirit who had also targeted Chu Qingyun hesitated, a flicker of doubt in his eyes. ’His strength is definitely not as simple as a Third-level Martial Spirit’s.’
Still, he gritted his teeth, his Primordial Power surging as he lunged at Chu Qingyun.
Apart from Chu Qingyun, the weakest of the examiners present were all Fourth-level Martial Spirits. Moreover, those able to attend the sect recruitment were the elites of humanity; not someone a mere Fifth-level Martial Spirit like him would dare to target.
’A Fifth-level Martial Spirit, huh...’
Chu Qingyun’s expression turned serious.
As the Fifth-level Martial Spirit charged in front of him and threw a punch, Chu Qingyun’s right hand shot out and gripped the hilt of the Strange Sword hanging at his waist.
’Sword Drawing Technique!’
With a silent command, Chu Qingyun instantly executed the Sword Drawing Technique.
The Sword Drawing Technique was the first of the Celestial Sword Three Techniques, something Chu Qingyun had mastered back in the Martial Artist Realm.
From Chu Qingyun’s current perspective, the power of this move was already very weak, not even coming close to his Thunder Sword Momentum.
However, for this moment, it was just right.
The impossibly fast sword draw instantly severed the Fifth-level Martial Spirit’s arm. It even broke through the Primordial Power protecting his body, leaving a gruesome sword mark from which a large amount of Martial Soul Power leaked out.
A single strike like this was just enough to heavily injure him without blowing him to pieces.
"Devouring Power!"
Chu Qingyun naturally wouldn’t waste the Primordial Power of a Fifth-level Martial Spirit. He quickly pressed his palm against him, and the Devouring Power transformed into dozens of black threads that frantically consumed all the Primordial Power in his body.
The Fifth-level Martial Spirit’s expression changed abruptly. After a moment of shock, he tried to forcefully mobilize his Primordial Power to resist while also opening his mouth, trying to call for help or say something.
Chu Qingyun’s eyes turned cold. He smashed a fist into the man’s mouth, forcing the words that were on the tip of his tongue back down his throat.
A Fifth-level Martial Spirit’s Primordial Power was much stronger than a Fourth-level’s.
But he only lasted a moment longer than the Fourth-level Martial Spirit before all his Primordial Power was devoured, leaving behind only a burst of Martial Soul Power.
After quickly dealing with the two, Chu Qingyun took a moment to survey his surroundings.
Almost everyone was trapped in the siege of the Martial Soul Hall’s Earth Spirit Realm members. Even the Ninth Prince’s group of over a dozen people had gathered together and were locked in fierce battle with the Martial Soul Hall, with no time to spare for Chu Qingyun.
More and more Earth Spirit Realm members from the Martial Soul Hall kept pouring out of the surrounding forest.
In the brief moment Chu Qingyun looked up to assess the situation, another five Earth Spirit Realm members from the Martial Soul Hall targeted him and began to surround him.
Facing five Earth Spirit Realm opponents, even if they were from the Martial Soul Hall, Chu Qingyun didn’t let his guard down again.
Injecting Primordial Power into his Strange Sword, Chu Qingyun unleashed his Thunder Light Sword Qi, easily slaying three of the five before turning to the remaining two and devouring their Primordial Power.
By now, the growing number of Earth Spirit Realm opponents had caught the attention of all the examiners. They finally realized that members of the Martial Soul Hall were streaming out of the forest without end.
"Break out! Charge toward Black Blood City! There’s no end to these Earth Spirit Realm members from the Martial Soul Hall!"
"Run! There are too many people from the Martial Soul Hall!"
Someone shouted amidst the chaotic battle.
After that, some of the examiners from the Great Xia nation began to break out of the encirclement.
The first to move were four Level 6 Martial Spirits from the Flying Ship who hadn’t interacted much with the others. The four of them had always stuck together, even resisting the Martial Soul Hall’s attack as a group.
Now, they all unleashed the full power of Level 6 Martial Spirits, instantly annihilating a large swath of the surrounding Earth Spirit Realm members from the Martial Soul Hall before charging toward Black Blood City.
Meanwhile, Yin Feiyang and another young man were protecting Princess Qingyou as the three of them charged outward.
Yin Feiyang unleashed Luosheng Sword Rain, a Tier Four Soul Technique that was devastating to the Fourth and Fifth-level Martial Spirits of the Martial Soul Hall. The trio seized the opportunity to break through.
Zheng Baoshan was alone. He completely abandoned all offense, pushing his Soul Techniques and Secret Techniques to their absolute limit. His entire body glowed with a brilliant golden light. Ignoring the various Soul Techniques and Primordial Power attacks slamming into him, he simply lowered his head and brute-forced his way out.
The Ninth Prince’s group of over a dozen people was the largest force, but they were also the biggest target, receiving "special attention" from the Martial Soul Hall.
However, their strength was indeed formidable. After leaving three corpses behind, they too broke out of the Martial Soul Hall’s siege and fled toward Black Blood City.
Besides them, some other examiners formed temporary teams to break out, while others used their own unique methods to escape alone.
Of course, aside from those who successfully broke through, many other examiners were completely bogged down in the Martial Soul Hall’s siege.
There were quite a few Level 6 Martial Spirits among the Martial Soul Hall’s Earth Spirit Realm members as well.
If one wasn’t as powerful as Yin Feiyang or the Ninth Prince’s group, being targeted by a Level 6 Martial Spirit meant it was easy to get trapped and swarmed by more and more people from the Martial Soul Hall.
Watching the others escape one by one, Chu Qingyun, however, was in no hurry to charge out.
’Because,’ he thought, ’this is also an opportunity.’