Chapter 879

"Crack!"

The sound of bones being crushed came from Ilb's neck. It was also at this moment that Ilb broke his own finger, turning it, mixed with blood, into scarlet, twisted runes.

Scarlet red runes enveloped Wei Yuan and seeped into his body from the surface.

This was not a physical attack. Warrior's bronze skin and iron bones could not defend against it. This was a sorcerer's Killing Curse.

There were two forms of Killing Curse. The first was to obtain the target's blood, hair, or even clothes and items, and use them as a medium to launch a killing curse.

At the Rank-3 realm, one could launch a killing curse without any medium, but the effect would be greatly reduced.

The other form was to use one's own flesh and blood as the price to launch a killing curse on the target.

The prerequisite for this form was that the enemy had caused damage to the user.

The scarlet runes corroded Wei Yuan's Primordial Spirit and Vitality, causing him to stagnate for a moment. However, in the next second, all the negative effects were destroyed by Warrior's powerful Qi dynamic.

But this one second was enough for Ilb.

He crushed a compass artifact, and his figure suddenly disappeared. He appeared in the air hundreds of feet away, summoning the shadow of a bird. Its sharp claws grabbed onto his shoulders, and he quickly fled in the direction of Mount Jing.

Ilb, who was heavily injured, chose to summon the soul of the bird-type monster to carry him away.

Waves of bloody light rose from Ilb's body, healing injuries that were considered fatal to low-ranked cultivators.

The Rank-9 Blood Spirit's ability to stimulate Vitality would have a qualitative leap at the higher ranks. It was not much weaker than Warrior's Limb Regrowth. The difference was that the former consumed more spiritual power.

Warrior's Limb Regrowth did not need to pay too much of a price, because this was Warrior's "talent" with an immortal body.

A Rank-3 expert was not that easy to kill. No matter what system, a Rank-3 expert had already surpassed mortals.

On the coast and on the warships, the Witchcraft God Cult and Daibun troops who witnessed this scene were dumbfounded.

Zhang Kaitai and the other Jinluo soldiers were in tears. Except for a few trusted subordinates, most people did not know how powerful Wei Yuan was in the past. He had planned and led the Buddhist experts in several secret battles to ambush the peak experts of the Monster Barbarians, Gu Tribe, and Witchcraft God Cult.

In a head-on confrontation, he would devise strategies and almost never make a move.

After the Shanhai Pass battle, Wei Yuan destroyed his own cultivation base, like a fierce tiger that broke its claws and teeth. He willingly served in the court as a mortal.

No one remembered the glory of the Peak Warrior.

Twenty-one years later, he finally showed his invincible edge.

The soldiers who did not know the truth only felt that their understanding of the past had been overturned. At first, they found it hard to believe, and then their chests were filled with ecstasy like a tide under their feet.

This was the Daibun's Daibun's Army.

This is our Great Feng's War God.

Since they had attacked the Witchcraft God Cult's Main Altar, it would not be a joke.

Compared to the Daibun soldiers who were cheering and excited, the Witchcraft God Cult's Wizards and Jianghu Cultivators were all numb.

It was not only because Elder Ilb and the Spirit Intelligence Wizards were defeated with one move, but also because they had a hunch that this battle was far worse and scarier than they had imagined.

The overall strength of the Witchcraft God Cult's Main Altar was definitely not weaker than that of the Daibun's capital. Although Wei Yuan had accumulated a reputation in the Shanhai Pass battle, no one believed that he could really pose a threat to Jing Shan City.

At most, he would bite off a piece of flesh. It would be painful, but not unbearable.

The Daibun army had come in a threatening manner. How could they threaten the Witchcraft God Cult's Main Altar without a single peak expert?

And now, this Daibun's God of War was also an unbelievably powerful expert.

…

The illusory giant bird grabbed Ilb and flew across the ocean, through the forest, and landed on a cliff beside the Grand Wizard, Salen Agu.

It was also at this time that the Kang Kingdom's State Preceptor, Wu Da Pagoda, finally arrived. Riding on a black light, he swept toward the mountain peak.

Apart from the State Preceptor of Jing Kingdom, who was in the Northern Region and could not return, all the peak wizards of the Witchcraft God Cult had gathered.

This made the wizards and guards who had retreated from the bombardment feel relieved. It also made the Jianghu Cultivators in the Northeast feel much more at ease.

On the flagship, Wei Yuan ordered, "Charge into Jing Shan City, slaughter the entire city!"

Slaughter the entire city.

War shakes luck, while slaughter weakens luck.

"Slaughter the entire city!"

"Slaughter the entire city!"

"Slaughter the entire city …"

The roars of the Daibun soldiers reverberated over the sea, their morale soaring.

Since the establishment of the Witchcraft God Cult, Jing Shan City had never been invaded by an army, let alone slaughtering the entire city.

They were going to be the first in history!

They were going to raise the prestige of Daibun in the Central Plains.

The battleship slowly approached the shore, its heavy treads pounding on the beach. The infantrymen, armed with sabers, military crossbows, and firearms, were the first to rush down from the deck and guard their surroundings.

Then, the cavalrymen led their horses and dashed down the ship.

Finally, the cannoneers pushed the cannons and ballistae ashore along the treads.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh …

As soon as the Daibun army disembarked, the archers lying in ambush in the forest immediately launched an attack.

"Ding! Ding!" Most of the arrows were blocked by the shields made of fine iron. A few arrows shot by the experts penetrated the shields, taking the lives of soldiers one after another.

Jinluo flicked his thumb, and his saber was unsheathed with a clang. He waved his saber, and a brilliant sword gleam shot out, cutting the rain-like arrows in half.

He then disappeared on the spot. Shortly after, screams of agony could be heard from the forest near the beach.

This Level Four expert, who had once beaten up Chu Yuanzhen, was like a wolf that had entered a flock of sheep. He started a massacre.

The experts of the Daibun army killed their way into the dense forest, buying time for the army to disembark.

The flames of war started from the coast, burning all the way to Jing Mountain, and spreading to Jing Mountain City not far away.

…

Salun Agu gazed at the green robe floating in the air in front of him. He stroked the lamb in his arms and laughed.

"Twenty years ago, I said that in twenty years, Daibun would produce an incomparably courageous Warrior. I thought you were a hero, but I didn't expect you to keep a low profile. Let me see if you're a Level Two or Level One.

"Ilb, Wu Da Pagoda, you two test him."

The two Level Three Sorcerers of the Witchcraft Religion had no fear or hesitation. They each summoned a Heroic Spirit. Ilb was the Heroic Spirit of the Warrior from before. He absorbed the power of the Heroic Spirit and transformed into a giant.

On top of the Wu Da Pagoda was a fierce-looking monk. He was bald and muscular, and he was a Buddhist Vajra.

Every Sorcerer would do their best to kill experts of different systems to establish karma and summon their opponents' Heroic Spirits.

This would enrich their fighting methods. When facing different enemies, they could summon Heroic Spirits of different systems to restrain their opponents.

However, if the opponent was a Warrior, the Sorcerers would not hesitate to summon the Heroic Spirit of the Warrior.

Only a Warrior could defeat a Warrior.

And only a Warrior could take a beating from a Warrior.

The Wu Da Pagoda summoned a Level Three Vajra, who was also a Warrior. His physical defense was no weaker than a Warrior's.

After the summoning was complete, the two Imperial Advisors raised their hands and aimed their palms at Wei Yuan. "Die!"

Space Curse Killing Technique!

Wei Yuan's body froze for a moment, as if his body was being corroded by some kind of power.

The two Level Three Sorcerers took this opportunity to attack from both sides. At this moment, they were like two Warrior's with undying bodies.

"Bang! Bang! "

Two loud sounds rang out, and Ilbu and the Wu Da Pagoda were sent flying. The illusory image above their heads dissipated.

Wei Yuan did not try to chase after them. In front of a Level One Sorcerer, he didn't think he could kill two Level Three Sorcerers quickly.

"Every level of a Warrior is achieved step by step. You're only borrowing strength and defense. That's all. In front of a higher level Warrior, you won't be able to withstand a single blow. "

Wei Yuan shook his head.

Salen Agu waved his hand, sending the two Sorcerers off into the distance. He looked at Wei Yuan and said with admiration, "You've touched the threshold of the Unification Path.

It's just that your Blood Qi is a bit weak. A Blood Qi at the peak of the Third Rank. Hmm, if I'm not wrong, you should have stored your Blood Qi into a Blood Pill. Over the past 20 years, your level has increased, but your physical body and Qi are still at the Third Rank.

"Give you another two or three years, and you'll be able to step into the Second Rank. How did you hide it from Yuanjing? "

Wei Yuan replied calmly, "For the first 10 years, I behaved myself. For the last 10 years, I was a bit bored, so I decided to cultivate martial arts again. So I found a Supervisor to shield me from Heaven's Will. However, Yuan Jing still sensed it later. "

"Not bad," Salen Agu nodded.

Salen Agu nodded. "The supervisor must be furious. If you hadn't crippled your own cultivation, you wouldn't have died here today."

Wei Yuan looked in the direction of the valley, at the towering altar, and announced calmly, "I'm going to seal the Sorcerer God."

He took a step forward, covering a hundred meters.

With a second step, he reached the altar in the valley.

Wei Yuan took a second step and returned to Salen Agu. It was as if time had been reset.

The Grand Sorcerer smiled. "I've already assimilated with this world. You can walk for a lifetime and you won't be able to reach the altar."

The Grand Sorcerer raised his hand and pressed down gently.

In an instant, the power of the whole world seemed to be exerted on Wei Yuan, causing his bones to crack and the divine light on the surface of his body to stagnate.

Grand Sorcerer!

Turning the power of heaven and earth into his own, controlling the power of nature, he was like the ruler of the world, unparalleled.

This was the First Rank.

Wei Yuan withstood the terrible pressure and punched dozens of times in an instant, but all of them missed. However, Salen Agu didn't dodge at all. It was Wei Yuan's own fists that avoided the opponent.

"Interesting!"

The corners of Wei Yuan's mouth curled up slightly. He no longer punched. Instead, he put his palms together and stabbed forward.

Then, with a forceful tear, it was as if an invisible curtain had been torn, and heaven and earth returned to heaven and earth.

Salen Agu frowned slightly.

"I forgot to tell you. The intent I comprehended when I was at the Fourth Rank is called Breaking Array." Wei Yuan smiled gently.

"After fusing with the Path, there is no way in the world that can trap me."

Before Wei Yuan could harvest the fruit of breaking the Grand Sorcerer's spell, an unreal shadow descended and condensed on top of Wei Yuan's head. Then, the First Rank Sorcerer sent Wei Yuan flying with a punch.

Boom!

Wei Yuan smashed into the vast ocean, setting off huge waves that were hundreds of feet high. It was a spectacular sight.

Salen Agu stood at the top of the mountain, looking down at Wei Yuan who broke out of the sea. He stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly.

"More than a thousand years ago, there was a Prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty, a Second Rank Warrior. He traveled hundreds of miles like you and fought his way to the capital of the Fire Country. At that time, the Sorcerer God had been sealed by Confucian Sages and couldn't fight. The one who really destroyed him was me. Can you, Wei Yuan, be stronger than the Prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty? "

The sorcerer's method of summoning the Heroic Spirit was the core ability of the Fifth Rank Sacrificial Ceremony. However, the Fifth Rank Sacrificial Ceremony could only summon the Heroic Spirit of the ancestors.

At the high rank, this ability would undergo a transformation. In addition to the ancestors, it could also summon the Heroic Spirit of people who had karmic entanglements with the sorcerer, including but not limited to friends, enemies, and defeated enemies.

In theory, Salen Agu could even summon the Heroic Spirit of the Initial Supervisor because it was his disciple.

However, it had never been successful. The current Supervisor erased this possibility.

Wei Yuan leaped up and went straight into the sky. With a sudden turn, he swooped down from the sky.

Salen Agu's right hand stretched out of his linen robe and met it with a punch in the air.

Buzz!

The soldiers on both sides who were fighting in the distance saw a spectacular scene. The peak of Mount Jing suddenly bloomed with a huge ripple that seemed to sweep across the world.

This ripple swept across the mountain, turning the forest into powder. It swept across the ocean, causing wild waves to rise hundreds of meters high.

The cliff wall under Salen Agu's feet continued to crack. A few seconds later, the entire cliff wall collapsed. Rocks rolled down and smashed into the ocean.

The ground under his feet collapsed rapidly. Salen Agu did not move an inch. His left hand slowly clenched into a fist.

As he punched out, Wei Yuan felt as if the entire world was his enemy. The magnificent and unstoppable power of heaven and earth merged into his fist.

Clang!

The fist smashed into Wei Yuan's chest. The Divine Light on the surface of Wei Yuan's body was like broken Glaze, scattering into fine fragments of light.

Wei Yuan's sternum was completely shattered by this punch. He could not help but spit out blood.

Salen Agu waved his hand and drew a stream of blood over. He smeared it on his palm and aimed at Wei Yuan, activating the Killing Curse. "Die!"

Beside him, Ilbu and Wu Da's Pagoda did the same. They drew a small stream of Wei Yuan's blood and activated the Killing Curse. "Die!"

A Great Sorcerer and two Spirit Intellects simultaneously activated the Killing Curse on Wei Yuan.

Bang, bang, bang … The sound of something collapsing came from Wei Yuan's body. Blood spurted out from his pores.

At this moment, he seemed to be enduring unimaginable pain. This Daibun's God of War, who had shaken the battlefield in the past and faced thousands of soldiers and horses without batting an eyelid, let out an inhuman roar of pain.

Salen Agu appeared above Wei Yuan's head and slowly clenched his fist. The Heroic Soul of the Great Zhou's Prince clenched his fist at the same time.

There was a dull explosion between his fingers, as if he had clenched the air.

Salen Agu pulled his right arm back. After accumulating some strength, he punched towards Wei Yuan's head.

At this critical moment, a warrior's instinct for danger made Wei Yuan regain a trace of clarity. He made a rather crucial move to save his life — leaning back!

The fist pierced through his chest and came out from his back, along with flesh and a small part of his spine.

"In the past two thousand years, you're one of the most talented people I've seen. My great ancestor from back then, and later Wu Zong, are all inferior to you. It would be a pity to kill you. "

Salen Agu's arm thickened and his muscles swelled. Just as he was about to shatter Wei Yuan's body, his Qi suddenly leaked out like a tide.

The Great Zhou's Prince's shadow flickered a few times before disappearing.

Salen Agu, the Great Sorcerer of the Witchcraft Religion and one of the few First Stage experts in the Nine Prefectures, lowered his head in disbelief and looked at his chest. There was an ancient carving knife.

"It hurts, right?" Wei Yuan smiled warmly.