Dragging the bamboo blade across the ground, Ye Tian slashed upward. A sharp edge sliced through the rain curtain, scattering countless raindrops infused with intense killing aura. As they met the opposing killing aura, the raindrops burst apart, followed by the blade itself.
A single slash piercing the armor. Ye Tian felt it was somewhat a waste.
Opening his eyes, the corpse on the ground was dissolving into blood at a visibly rapid rate.
No wonder the blood smelled strange earlier; it truly wasn’t from an ordinary person. This just got interesting.
The cold smirk on Ye Tian’s lips still lingered. As the second wave of killing aura approached, he felt a sudden eagerness in the bamboo held in his hand. Ye Tian steadied his mind, made no movements, and continued standing in place, clutching the bamboo stick with his right hand.
This time two waves of killing aura came, one from each side. Ye Tian sneered, having just realized the strategy of a pincer attack by his enemies. Why only think of it now?
The killing aura rapidly closed in. Arriving almost simultaneously from both sides, two Red Armor Talisman Generals raised their black steel blades – which were actually strands of black Gang Qi emanating from their hands. Clasching tightly, they chopped downward. Lacking confidence in a one-strike kill this time, Ye Tian flicked his toes, sidestepped, and dodged the blades chopping towards his head. Both blades barely slid past the sides of his body, striking the ground and leaving deep gouges. Ye Tian propelled with his legs, leaping up without leaving a trace or even splashing a droplet of water.
The two Red Armor Talisman Generals also leapt up, slashing horizontally towards Ye Tian with their blades. Two streaks of black Gang Qi moved in parallel, their actions were so synchronized they seemed to be carved from the same mold.
A faint white silk thread was perfectly concealed by the rainy weather, but unfortunately, Ye Tian still spotted it.
Ye Tian never considered himself a good person, so whenever others bestowed titles like "shameless" or "beast" upon him, he accepted them completely. Although he didn’t feel proud or arrogant, he also harbored no discomfort or shame.
Thus, upon seeing those faint silk threads, he didn’t foolishly shout for heroes to show themselves; instead, he promptly slashed the threads with his bamboo blade. However, his act as the villain this time, appeared not to be very successful. The two Red Armor Talisman Generals suddenly vanished into thin air. Ye Tian’s cut fluttered uncertainly in mid-air, chopping or not chopping was equally problematic—as if a naked man saw Sister Feng lying on the bed, one could ponder what to do in such a situation.
Ye Tian didn’t directly land from mid-air, instead, he descended in a zigzag pattern stepping on the bamboo alongside. Just as his foot was about to touch the ground’s litter and dead leaves, a hand suddenly burst from beneath, grabbing Ye Tian’s ankles. A cold smile appeared on Ye Tian’s lips, daring to play Earth Traveling Sun in my territory; I’ll let you taste what it’s like to be a ground beetle. Unexpectedly, the bamboo blade he was about to raise was entangled by another spectacle before him.
The dense rain threads did not pour down heavily; instead, they were drawn into a vortex not far away in the air, the rain threads being swept away completely, heading towards the whirlwind portal in the sky, not a single drop falling on Ye Tian, leaving this area alone untouched amidst the rain that filled the sky and earth.
Ye Tian’s upturned corners of his mouth curled up even more. Water Dragon Pillar? I wonder if you can handle it well.
A blast of Gang Qi chopped down, severing the leather-wrapped hands underfoot, Ye Tian bent his body, suddenly rushed forward; the dry yellow bamboo leaves in the pits blown out from the force under his feet exploded instantly, shattering into smaller fragments.
A grey shadow burst out, its body bowed like a hunting cheetah, the roaring momentum like a torrential tiger charging down the mountain, directly aimed at the Red Armor Talisman General controlling the water dragon across him.
The water dragon, being drawn towards the charging Ye Tian, roared with overwhelming force in the air, turning the torrential rain from above into splashes that pushed aside the droplets, and the surrounding bamboo forest was crushed into a shocking ravine, unlucky bamboos were directly sucked into the tornado, smashed to smithereens.
Ye Tian squinted at the incoming real whirlwind water dragon, feeling its overwhelming aura even before it made direct contact.
I really want to see how much weight you carry!
Ye Tian hardened his heart, his emitted Gang Qi weakened by a third, relying solely on his body’s strength, his body suddenly performed a Thousand Jin Fall in the midst of speeding, plunging straight ten centimeters into the muddy ground, just stabilizing his body in the mud, the oncoming Water Dragon Pillar was already in front of him, a fierce smile appeared on Ye Tian’s face, his hands raised in the shape of a blade, and he fiercely chopped down with a bamboo blade, a Clear Wind Gang Qi meeting the Water Dragon Pillar head-on, unfortunately, the Gang Qi only managed to cut through half of the Water Dragon Pillar before stopping, and the remaining half directly hit Ye Tian’s chest, blasting him into the air, breaking more than a dozen bamboos behind him, if not for the remaining force within his body, he might have been thrown even further.
Knocked out of the sheltered area by the Red Armor Talisman General, the rain overhead poured down, the muddy Ye Tian in the mud was extremely embarrassed; beneath him were rotten leaves accumulated over many years, thick and soft, although smelling a bit unpleasant, at least they didn’t allow Ye Tian’s body to hit the ground hard.
"It was just a bit lacking in vigorousness."
The reason why Ye Tian withdrew a third of his strength at the moment of battle was to see how pure his cultivation was, whether it could withstand a strike from this adversary and to probe the enemy’s strength before employing the sole Panchen Finger.
But looking at the situation now, facing the enemy still proves to be a bit difficult.
Just as Ye Tian sitting on the ground was about to stand up, those hands on the ground drilled out again, wearing ancient leather armor on the hands, the hands showing only a dark mass, revealing no other colors—except for the almost entirely reversed five fingernails.
Ye Tian no longer held back; a hand knife chopped off the hand that had just surfaced, but the trouble was far from over, the surrounding rain disappeared again, for the second time.