430: Chapter 43 Fifth-Grade Supplies!

In Qin Yan's eyes, those Sea Race soldiers struggling with the human warriors had all turned into walking "blood qi reserves."

"They're all mine."

A smile curled at the corner of his mouth, and with a flicker of his body, he charged into the most densely populated area of the Sea Race!

Boom!

With one punch, a mid-stage fourth-rank Merman Warrior, along with his halberd, was sent flying over ten zhang away.

He slammed into a reef and died on the spot!

Bang!

With a downward palm strike, the hard shell of a Crab Soldier attempting a sneak attack shattered like paper, blasted into pieces!

Crack!

With a sweeping kick, the leg bones of three surrounding Naga snapped simultaneously. They fell to the ground screaming, only to have their skulls crushed by follow-up punches!

Qin Yan was like a tiger among a flock of sheep, rampaging across the battlefield at will!

With every punch he threw, a Sea Race soldier fell.

Not a single Sea Race soldier could withstand one of his punches; they couldn't even make him pause for a second.

And this was even without him using his long spear or enjoying the amplification of that first grade Destructions End Spear Qi.

There was no other way; his foundational blood qi was simply too massive.

A total blood qi of 35,000 cal—what kind of concept was that?

It was already higher than an average early-stage Fifth-Rank Martial Artist!

Most martial artists who had just entered the fifth rank had a total blood qi of around 26,000 cal.

Of course, this value still had a certain gap compared to a true mid-stage fifth-rank powerhouse.

But combat power was never just about the total amount of blood qi.

If it came down to true combat strength, an average mid-stage Fifth-Rank Martial Artist might not necessarily be Qin Yan's match!

After all, not everyone's Qi cultivated from Martial Arts Skill was of the first grade.

Nor did everyone possess a freakish physique and divine abilities like Qin Yan.

This shocking scene naturally fell into the eyes of countless people on the battlefield.

"Holy crap! Who is that Black-Robed Person?! How is he so fierce?!"

A human veteran hacked down a merman in front of him, took a moment to glance over, and his eyes widened as he couldn't help but swear.

"Too strong! One punch for every fourth-rank Sea Race! Is he even human?!"

"That's not a human, that's a humanoid beast! I've been on the battlefield for three years and I've never seen such a fierce man!"

"Brothers, charge! Follow that lord and kill!"

Seeing Qin Yan's invincible and unstoppable combat power, the morale of the human soldiers instantly soared to its peak!

Already holding the advantage, they now seemed as if they had been injected with adrenaline, charging frantically at the Sea Race!

On the Sea Race's side, however, it was a different story.

"What... what kind of monster is that?!"

A Naga squad leader targeted by Qin Yan watched the black-robed figure slaughtering his subordinates like a tiger in a sheepfold, his eyes filled with terror.

His legs went weak, and the hand holding his blade trembled.

"Run... run quickly!!"

Someone shouted first, and the Sea Race soldiers who were still barely resisting instantly collapsed!

Countless Sea Race members threw away their armor and fled in all directions—toward the depths of the island, toward the seaside, toward any direction that offered a chance of survival!

"Trying to run?"

As soon as Qin Yan saw these fleeing Sea Race soldiers, he grew anxious!

In his eyes, these weren't enemies needing sympathy, but clumps of walking, running blood qi!

For every one that escaped, he was losing out!

"Stop right there!"

Qin Yan let out a low growl, the blood qi in his body erupting once more as his speed instantly soared to the limit!

With his terrifying 35,000 cal blood qi as a foundation, how could his speed be matched by those ordinary fourth-rank Sea Race members?

In just a few breaths, he caught up with the first batch of fleeing Sea Race!

Bang!

One punch, and a merman fell.

Crack!

One palm, and a Crab Soldier perished.

Puchi!

One kick, and a low-level Naga trying to dive into the sea had its spine crushed.

Kill, devour.

Kill, devour.

Kill, devour.

Qin Yan was like a tireless killing machine, frantically harvesting every Sea Race soldier he could catch at the edge of the island.

Every strike meant a Sea Race death; every devourment made the blood qi in the Blood Demon Nest a bit denser.

Half a quarter-hour later.

When the last Sea Race soldier lucky enough to escape into the ocean swam desperately toward the deep sea, never daring to look back—

The battle of Maple Leaf Island was essentially declared over.

Looking around, over a hundred Sea Race corpses lay scattered across the ground.

The vast majority were shriveled like skeletons, the marks left after their blood qi had been extracted.

Only a small portion of the Sea Race who had seen the writing on the wall and fled fast enough managed to survive this calamity.

On this battlefield, the vast majority of Sea Race soldiers had died at Qin Yan's hands alone.

Qin Yan stood amidst the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, panting slightly.

Feeling the torrential blood qi in the Blood Demon Nest that was almost overflowing, his heart couldn't help but stir slightly.

It was so much.

So much!

The amount of this blood qi far exceeded any of his previous harvests.

He could clearly feel the dense blood qi churning and roaring within the Blood Demon Nest, impatient to be refined and absorbed.

He had a premonition that once he completely refined this wave of blood qi in his body,

His Body Tempering realm would definitely welcome a massive breakthrough!

Just then—

Rumble—!!!

From deep within the island, an earth-shaking roar suddenly erupted!

Countless nesting seabirds were startled from the distant woods, flapping their wings as they flew high into the sky.

The human soldiers resting on the spot all looked up, gazing toward the depths of the island.

That was the core area where the mid-stage fifth-rank Sea Race general on the island was entrenched.

It was also the place where that human Fifth-Rank Martial Artist had gone alone.

"Right... in the depths of the island, there's still a fifth-rank resource."

How could the blood qi of a fourth-rank Sea Race compare to that of a Fifth-Rank Martial Artist?

Furthermore, the blood qi of a Fifth-Rank Martial Artist was more pure and condensed.

If he could devour and refine it, the benefit to the advancement of Qin Yan's Body Tempering realm would be incomparable to that of a fourth-rank!

"A rare opportunity."

Without thinking twice, Qin Yan strode toward the depths of the island.

The human soldiers resting nearby watched the black-robed figure's back as he disappeared into the jungle with vigorous energy and impatience.

They looked at each other, only able to silently sigh:

"A freak..."

They had just experienced a tragic and fierce battle; although they had ultimately won a great victory, their physical strength and spirit were already heavily depleted.

Many were slumped on the ground, gasping for breath.

And that Black-Robed Person?

He was the one who had fought the most fiercely and slaughtered the most Sea Race on the battlefield just now.

Now everyone was tired as dogs, yet he acted as if nothing had happened, running off to the even more dangerous depths of the island with high spirits.

This gap...

"Don't just stand there dazed!"

The late-stage fourth-rank soldier stood up and said in a heavy voice, "Rest here for half a quarter-hour, then we will also advance toward the depths of the island!"

"Yes!"

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