Chapter 217 - 211: Fame in a Single Battle
From a three-on-one ambush to two deaths, less than a hundred breaths of time had passed!
In just a moment, of the three Foundation Establishment Cultivators, only the saber-wielding one remained. This sudden turn of events not only surprised the saber-wielder, but even the bystander Yu Changao was stunned silly. He rubbed his eyes, a dazed look on his face.
"What’s going on?!"
The last remaining saber-wielding Cultivator trembled as a massive sense of life-and-death crisis erupted in his heart, overwhelming his mind.
Two out of three Foundation Establishment Cultivators had fallen in an instant. At this moment, he was terrified. Only one thought remained.
’Flee!!’
The saber-wielding Cultivator’s breath grew ragged, the terror in his heart amplifying without end. Without the slightest hesitation, he swiped the saber across his finger, drawing blood that coated the blade in a faint, crimson glow.
BUZZ! BUZZ! BUZZ!
The Dharma Saber trembled. The Cultivator’s face turned deathly pale in an instant, and even his Foundation Establishment Second Layer Cultivation showed signs of dropping.
Clearly, the Cultivator had used a Secret Technique, and its effect was significant. Amidst the Dharma Saber’s trembling, a brilliant crimson light flared. Following its master’s will, it transformed into a long rainbow, pulling the Cultivator into the distance at lightning speed.
"Trying to escape?"
Yu Changsheng sneered and shook his head. He stomped his foot on the ground. The next moment, the earth shattered, and a terrifying shockwave erupted. Unleashing his Physical Strength without reservation, his body shot forward with the explosive force, as fast as light itself!
The Golden-Winged Eagle let out a clear cry, a long screech toward the heavens. With a powerful flap of its massive wings, it used its aerial advantage to quickly give chase.
"Black Wind Hundred Cuts!"
A dense barrage of black Wind Blades erupted, swarming toward the Cultivator, but they were all blocked by a faint, blood-red protective shield. However, the figure’s speed was reduced as a result.
Though starting later, Yu Changsheng arrived. With the same Cultivation, augmented by his superior physical body, his speed was on a completely different level from the saber cultivator’s. In just three breaths, he overtook him and blocked his path.
"And where do you think you’re going?"
Yu Changsheng smiled, blocking the saber-wielding Cultivator. He took another powerful step forward, his fist covered in earthy-yellow armor, and punched out with all his might.
The punch made the air explode, twisted the void, and sent shockwaves surging.
"Thousand Mountains... Fist!!"
At the same time, he unleashed his Divine Thought, condensing it into a Divine Needle surrounded by black lightning that shot toward the enemy’s Divine Soul.
"Thousand Thoughts Slash! God Shocking Needle!"
The saber-wielding Cultivator’s body suddenly stiffened. His Sea of Consciousness felt as if it had been struck by a massive hammer. Blood poured from his seven orifices as the world spun around him.
Yu Changsheng’s fist grew larger and larger in his eyes, quickly filling his entire field of vision.
Seeing this, a hint of madness appeared in the saber-wielding Cultivator’s eyes. He bit his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood. His Cultivation plummeted, but in exchange, he gained an explosive burst of boundless strength. Vast Spiritual Power surged into the Blood Saber in his hand.
"You forced my hand!"
The saber-wielding Cultivator roared. A colossal, blood-red Celestial Saber materialized before him. As it appeared, a sinister wind howled, the sky darkened, and it radiated an endless Evil Qi as it slashed violently toward Yu Changsheng!
"Blood Fiend Heaven-Devouring Slash!"
BOOM!
In an instant, the Celestial Saber fell, meeting Yu Changsheng’s Thousand Mountains Fist. The moment they collided, an infinite shockwave erupted, bathing the surroundings in crimson light.
Yu Changsheng grunted, the taste of copper filling his mouth. But he didn’t retreat. Instead, he pushed forward, driving his fist onward with even greater force!
In a flash, cracks spread across the Celestial Saber before it shattered and dissipated, revealing the saber-wielding Cultivator behind it. His eyes were filled with panic, blood trickled from his lips, and his face was ashen. Not only was his physical condition terrible, but his Cultivation had also dropped to the Foundation Establishment First Layer and was still falling.
"How is this possible?!"
Seeing his all-out attack forcibly broken by Yu Changsheng, his expression changed drastically. He tried to retreat, hoping to dodge the incoming fist.
But in his currently weakened state, how could he possibly escape?
THUMP!
The sound of fist meeting flesh. A dull thud was followed by the crack of breaking bones. The saber-wielding Cultivator’s eyes bulged wide. As he coughed up a spray of blood, his body was sent flying backward as if he had been hit by a mountain.
In mid-air, blood and bits of internal organs rained down. His aura was incredibly faint, as if he was on the verge of death.
SCREECH!!!
The Golden-Winged Eagle screeched, having flown directly into the tumbling Cultivator’s path. A phantom image appeared around its tail, rapidly expanding until it transformed into a pitch-black fishtail, which it then whipped viciously at the Loose Cultivator’s head!
At the same time, countless black Wind Blades erupted, slashing toward every part of his body with a chilling glint.
"AH—"
The Loose Cultivator was completely powerless to dodge. With a single strike, his scream was cut short. The whites of his eyes showed, and with a CRACK, his neck snapped. Blood gushed out as the Blood Saber fell from his grasp and clattered to the ground.
Yu Changsheng slowly exhaled and descended from the sky. He ruffled the head of the Golden-winged Roc. The beast affectionately nuzzled his palm, looking completely docile.
Glancing at the half-dead Loose Cultivator on the ground, Yu Changsheng flicked his finger. A ball of Void Fire enveloped the man and, meeting no resistance, burned him completely to ash, erasing him from the world.
And with that, all three Foundation Establishment Cultivators were annihilated!
’I haven’t even used my full strength yet. It seems Early-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivators truly pose no threat to me anymore.’
Yu Changsheng shook his head and clenched his fist. The Thousand Mountain Armor dissipated. He had barely consumed any Spiritual Power.
’I’ve grown this strong without even realizing it. Not bad.’
Yu Changsheng smiled, feeling quite satisfied. The Red Refining Snake and Colorful Star Deer also scurried over, their expressions proud and a little smug.
After taking out three Elixirs and feeding them to his beasts, he received the Essence Points and recalled them to his Inner Realm.
’These three Spirit Beasts are still only Tier One; they haven’t advanced yet. Working together, they can handle a Low Tier Foundation Establishment Cultivator, but not much more than that.’
Yu Changsheng was lost in thought, pondering to himself. After this battle, he had a preliminary assessment of his own strength.
Beast Taming was still his main source of combat strength, but not his trump card for life-or-death situations. If he truly had to go all out, he was afraid his Spirit Beasts wouldn’t be able to keep up.
’I need to raise my Spirit Beasts’ strength quickly. Otherwise, I’ll be putting the cart before the horse.’
Yu Changsheng felt a slight headache coming on. He sighed and shook his head, deciding not to dwell on it.
’I hope this trip to Red Lake Mountain will be a satisfying one.’
He glanced at the scene. The ground was riddled with holes, and countless trees had been toppled. There were no Spirit Beasts to be seen; they had all been scared away. At the same time, the commotion had attracted the attention of many nearby Cultivators. From the shadows, numerous gazes were silently watching.
Yu Changsheng paid no mind to the watching eyes. After collecting the three men’s Storage Pouches, he departed, leaving only a scene of devastation behind.