6: Chapter 6 Azure Sky Dao Sect

As time passed.

This battle raged from day into night.

Blood had long since stained the earth red, and corpses were piled into mountains.

The vast and boundless army of Yao Beasts had thinned out significantly, no longer as dense as before.

"Die!"

Ye Xiu smashed his fist into the head of a twenty-meter-long Yao Beast; this monster-like creature was instantly obliterated.

The Yao Beast crystal was swallowed.

His strength had been growing continuously.

By nightfall, his strength had crossed past the fourth rank of the Transcendence Realm, reaching the fifth rank.

For an ordinary Transcendence Realm Martial Artist, each rank brings an increase of nine oxen of strength; upon reaching the ninth rank of the Transcendence Realm, one can possess the strength of eighty-one oxen.

That is the strength of eight elephants and one ox.

(One Dragon of strength = ten elephants of strength = one hundred oxen of strength)

Yet Ye Xiu, having awakened the Heaven-Breaking Martial Body, had obtained one Dragon of strength the moment he stepped into the Transcendence Realm, possessing one elephant and nine oxen of strength more than an ordinary ninth-rank Transcendence Realm Martial Artist.

This was a terrifying figure.

Ye Xiu had been killing on this battlefield for an entire day, devouring countless Yao Beast crystals, and with the Primordial Martial Arts General Outline running at every moment, his strength had only just barely reached the fifth rank of the Transcendence Realm.

Fatty Wang, on the other hand, had reached the third rank of the Transcendence Realm relying on just over a dozen Vicious Beast crystal cores.

Yet what he was devouring were Yao Beast crystals, which were more Advanced than Vicious Beast crystal cores; the Heaven-Breaking Martial Body was powerful, but the consumption required to raise his cultivation was also extremely shocking.

The battle continued.

Ye Xiu, at the fifth rank of the Transcendence Realm, had not only reached five Dragons of strength, but his speed and defense had also increased significantly.

His figure charged rapidly through the ocean of Yao Beasts.

Artillery fire and bestial roars resounded around him.

There were no screams or wails; the Yao Beasts, as if devoid of reason and incapable of feeling pain, were crazed and bloodthirsty.

The night was illuminated by artillery fire.

Suddenly, a sword light illuminated the horizon.

Within Tianfu City, a thousand-meter giant sword shining with divine light slowly rose into the sky.

The giant sword traversed a hundred miles and plunged into the ocean of Yao Beasts; with just a single strike, it instantly annihilated a combat circle formed by hundreds of massive Yao Beasts.

Such Divine Might caused the war zone to pause for a brief moment.

"The Qingcang Daoist Sect has come to reinforce us! Slay the demonic evil, and protect the people of our Great Xia for all eternity!"

The unified, angry shout resounded across the sky.

Accompanied by these words, dozens of Daoists flew out from within Tianfu City. They formed a battle formation, jointly wielding the thousand-meter giant sword, and hacked into the endless sea of Yao Beasts.

Boom! Boom!

The immense destructive power not only slaughtered countless Yao Beasts along its path but also cleaved one massive fissure after another into the ground.

Is this what a cultivator is?

Ye Xiu looked at the dozens of figures in the thousand-meter-high sky, his eyes revealing an expression of disbelief.

With his strength, he was an existence that could crush everything in this ocean of Yao Beasts, but compared to the giant sword that descended like a divine weapon, the visual shock was indescribable.

With the addition of the Qingcang Daoist Sect, the situation on the battlefield improved significantly.

The soldiers charging at the very front were recalled to the rear, where they operated various high-heat weapons, suppressing the fearless army of Yao Beasts with endless ammunition.

"Unexpectedly, there is such a person in our Great Xia military."

An old man, his battle armor stained red with blood, walked through the Void Realm. Every step he took caused this region of heaven and earth to tremble.

"City Lord Sikong!"

Ye Xiu was somewhat shocked. The old man in the sky was a figure from a hundred years ago, the first City Lord of Tianfu, Sikong Wentian. Calculating it, this City Lord from a century ago must be over one hundred and forty years old.

A Martial Artist who had lived for over one hundred and forty years!

Ye Xiu's worldview was shattered.

"Hehe... young man, you recognize me?"

With a wave of his hand, Sikong Wentian unleashed a terrifying heatwave that instantly annihilated the Yao Beasts within a radius of several miles. He descended from the sky and came to Ye Xiu's side. He looked him up and down for a moment, his smile growing brighter.

"As long as they are from Tianfu City, there is no one who does not know the legends of the Old City Lord." Ye Xiu cupped his hands and performed a Junior's salute.

"Hahaha... you lad are not bad, but it is a pity that you only have brute strength and no Move to channel it." The old man pointed a finger at the center of Ye Xiu's brow.

Ye Xiu did not resist; it would be too simple for the person before him to kill him.

As the fingertip touched his brow, a fist technique was passed down.

Overlord Fist Seal!

"Thank you, Old City Lord."

Ye Xiu did not immediately try to comprehend the fist technique, but instead performed a Junior's salute to the old man again.

"No matter. Since you consider this old man an elder, this fist seal shall be a greeting gift from me." Sikong Wentian laughed heartily, stepped into the air, and walked toward the very rear of the Yao Beast army.

With every step he took, he could travel several thousand meters, and in just a moment, he had disappeared into the horizon.

Watching the Old City Lord step into the horizon.

Infinite yearning surged in Ye Xiu's heart; this is what a Martial Artist should be.

Originally, after seeing the thousand-meter giant sword of the Qingcang Daoist Sect, he had not been optimistic about the career prospects of a Martial Artist. Now it seemed that Martial Artists were not weak; it was just that there were few strong ones.

The Old City Lord, who walked upon the horizon, was one of those supreme experts.

The Yao Beasts were still charging over without fear of death. Ye Xiu thought to himself, "Just in time."

He channeled the newly acquired Overlord Fist Seal and smashed it directly toward the charging Yao Beasts.

Boom!

The Qi that had originally only existed within his Physical Body erupted instantly, and an invisible fist seal formed of Qi suddenly appeared.

The fist seal was over ten meters large, instantly obliterating the leading Yao Beast.

"It's this powerful?"

Ye Xiu was somewhat surprised. That single strike had boosted his own strength by at least fifty percent; originally, he only had the strength of five Dragons.

When he unleashed the Overlord Fist Seal, he had already reached the strength of seven Dragons.

And this was just him having just adapted to the Overlord fist technique.

If this fist technique were cultivated to a profound level, could the amplification reach double?

Looking at the giant beasts continuing to charge over, Ye Xiu smiled; it was truly like having a pillow handed to him just as he was getting sleepy.

He channeled his Qi.

Like an invisible giant cannonball, the Overlord Fist Seal smashed one after another into the surrounding Yao Beasts.

Bang... bang...

The sounds of explosions were continuous and unbroken.

The high-intensity bombardment only lasted for a few minutes.

Ye Xiu frowned and stopped using the Overlord Fist Seal. This Martial Skill was good, but the consumption was a bit high. After casting it dozens of times in succession, his Qi had clearly dropped significantly.

Furthermore, when using the Overlord Fist Seal to kill Yao Beasts, he had almost no time to retrieve the Yao Beast crystals before being surrounded by the Yao Beasts coming from behind.

He shook his head slightly; if he wanted to retrieve the Yao Beast crystals, he still had to engage in close-quarters combat.

The frontier battlefield.

The people from the Qingcang Daoist Sect were wielding their giant sword, reaping the lives of Yao Beasts on the battlefield.

The thousand-meter giant sword was like the scythe of the Grim Reaper; every swing took away the lives of hundreds of Yao Beasts.

As time passed.

The avian beasts in the sky began their suicide attacks toward the ground.

Seeing this, the people from the Qingcang Daoist Sect abandoned the army of Yao Beasts below, controlled the giant sword, and intercepted the avian beasts in the sky.

"Vanguard Battalion, hold the line!"

The command post issued the order, and countless soldiers poured onto the front lines of the battlefield once more, using their flesh and blood to block the advance of the Yao Beast army.

"The Yao Race, what a damned race."

At the very rear of the Yao Beasts, Sikong Wentian, clad in battle armor, had already arrived.

He took a silver-white spear from his back and charged directly toward a few humanoid Yao creatures.

Boom!

The great battle erupted.

The humanoid Yao creatures were very strong; they used their fists and claws as weapons, surrounding and attacking the old man.

Rumble... rumble... the heaven-shaking collisions resounded through the firmament.

Both sides fought from the ground up to the sky.

And then from the sky back down to the ground.

The terrifying commotion momentarily drowned out the sounds of the entire frontier war zone.