235: A wave of wealth

Just as Lin Wanqing flew to the destroyed city wall, Lu Xingchen flew out of the ruins.

Although he was covered in dust and looked a bit disheveled, there wasn't a single injury on his body.

Lin Wanqing's nose immediately stung, and she hugged Lu Xingchen, crying, "Big Strong One, you really scared me to death!"

Lu Xingchen patted her shoulder and said softly, "Don't worry, your man won't die that easily."

Lin Wanqing said softly, "If you died, I wouldn't live alone either."

Lu Xingchen chuckled, "What silly things are you saying? We'll both live well. I still want to take you home. Miss Wanqing, stop pulling on me for now, the battle isn't over yet!"

"Mm!"

Lin Wanqing nodded gently, obediently letting go of his hand.

Lu Xingchen spread his purple cloud wings and once again flew to the front of the Demon Race Army.

When the shockwave arrived earlier, he used the "Vajra Barrier" to strengthen the defense of his qing mo shield (dark ink shield), which allowed him to remain unharmed.

However, he also expended half of the Qi and blood in his body.

Seeing Lu Xingchen completely unharmed, Ning Mengqi's expression became incredibly grim.

Just then, Deng Jingwei unseasonably added, "Grand Marshal, Two Saints of Gold and Silver have exhausted their life force and passed away."

Ning Mengqi said coldly, "What a Human Race War God! I've truly seen something new today! Demon Race Army, retreat!"

She had no other choice but to lead her army in retreat.

With Two Saints of Gold and Silver dead and no hope of breaking the Spirit of Valor Realm, staying here would only lead to more casualties.

Deng Jingwei sighed softly, relaying the order downwards, while thinking to himself, "Although the Human Race has only occupied the Nine Provinces for a short time, they have already established a significant presence."

"It was so difficult for our Demon Race to produce a Genius like Ning Mengqi, yet we still couldn't conquer the Demon-Rejecting Pass. Is this truly destiny?"

The The Two Elders Jin Yin had not appeared for a long time, and as the Demon Race Army began to retreat, enthusiastic cheers erupted from the city walls.

"War God His Excellency won! He defeated the Demon Race Saint, and the Demon-Rejecting Pass is safe!"

"Indeed, the Human Race's Luck is not so easily diminished. The Demon Race has Ning Mengqi, and we Human Race also have Kindling and a War God!"

"Although it's a Human Race tradition for a War God to appear and protect the Demon-Rejecting Pass, witnessing this scene firsthand is still too shocking!"

"What is this War God's name? I want to know all his information immediately!"

The Demon Race Army began to retreat, but Lu Xingchen didn't want to let them go so easily.

To be precise, he didn't want to give up so much experience.

The tens of thousands of spirit swords in the sky danced once again, and the "Demon Breaking Slash" reformed.

Seeing Lu Xingchen's action, Ning Mengqi, who was observing everything, couldn't help but curse.

"Bastard, you're going too far!"

"Demon Race Saint, cover the army's retreat!"

After a series of battles, the Demon Race Saints were already exhausted, their combat power less than half of what it was at their peak.

However, they had, after all, Cultivated to the Saint Realm and could communicate with the Law of heaven and earth, possessing profound Foundation, so exerting themselves once more would not affect their Foundation.

The eleven Demon Race Saints simultaneously spread their demonic wings, flew to the rear of the Demon Race Army, and collectively condensed a shield of demonic power.

Lu Xingchen's eyebrows twitched slightly; with these Demon Saints acting, his wish to gain a massive amount of experience might fall through.

But there was nothing he could do; the Demon Saints' vitality was extremely tenacious, and even if he attacked them, it would be difficult to slay them.

So, it was better to kill some ordinary soldiers to accumulate experience.

However, he was confident that his current self was incredibly powerful.

This move would certainly not be in vain.

Lu Xingchen raised his immortal slaying sword and slashed downwards.

Tens of thousands of Battle Qi Sword Blades shot towards the Demon Race Army.

Although there was a demonic power shield blocking them, a small portion of the Battle Qi Sword Blades still penetrated the Demon Race's formation.

In an instant, blood flowed freely.

Lu Xingchen's ears were constantly filled with System prompts.

This move of his had killed over a thousand Demon Race soldiers, earning him more than 200 million experience points, and his own Realm directly increased from One-Star Martial Ancestor to Six-Star Martial Ancestor.

A sudden surge of wealth!

At the same time, all the Qi and blood he had consumed by activating the "Vajra Barrier" were fully restored.

It is well known that once powerhouses on the Tianyuan Continent Cultivate to the Saint Realm, they can communicate with the Law of heaven and earth, forming their own Law Domain.

Fighting within a Law Domain significantly increases combat power.

And Lu Xingchen, when his Realm rose to Martial Saint after the sacrifice of the four War Gods, also comprehended his own Law Domain: the God of Slaughter Domain.

As long as a life form was killed within the Domain's range, he could absorb the life form's power, raising his Qi and blood value and Battle Qi intensity without limit.

Of course, the enhancement effect would gradually disappear once the Domain was closed.

In other words, as long as there were enough kills, he could constantly grow stronger. He wouldn't need others to sacrifice; he could potentially rival a Saint with his own strength alone.

Another point was that this "God of Slaughter Domain" perfectly complemented the "Vajra Barrier" gifted by Li Fei.

Killing enemies could increase Qi and blood, and expending Qi and blood could enhance defense, forming a logical loop that greatly improved his survival ability.

Unless there was a huge disparity in Realm, no one could easily take Lu Xingchen's life.

Ning Mengqi stared intently at Lu Xingchen in the sky, her eyes filled with venom.

This Human Race War God was simply too much!

I'm already retreating, and you're still chasing and attacking? That's completely against martial ethics!

This grudge today, I, Ning Mengqi, will surely repay in the future!

By then, I'd like to see how you block my attacks without the sacrifice of Human Race Heroic Spirits!

The Demon Race Army quickly retreated, and Lu Xingchen did not continue to pursue them.

The spiritual power from the sacrifice of the four War Gods was already beginning to dissipate, and it wouldn't be long before his Realm would drop.

"Word Spirit, Sword Control!"

Lu Xingchen activated his Word Spirit Power again, and the tens of thousands of spirit swords around him scattered, returning to the scabbards of their original owners.

This magnificent and beautiful scene left the warriors within the Demon-Rejecting Pass in awe.

As expected of War God His Excellency, his prestige is simply too high!

Lu Xingchen, however, sighed softly.

Two Saints of Gold and Silver should be dead, but they died by sacrifice, not by his Blade Edge, so he couldn't gain experience.

This was truly a pity.

If he could have gotten those two kills, the massive amount of experience would probably have allowed him to directly ascend to Saint Realm.

But one shouldn't be too greedy; being able to rise five levels in a row was already good.

Lu Xingchen spread his purple cloud wings and flew to Lin Wanqing's side, giving her a bear hug.

"Miss Wanqing, I have fulfilled my mission!"

Lin Wanqing smiled and said, "Big Strong One, you're amazing! But, having just controlled such powerful strength, will it be a burden on your body?"

Lu Xingchen nodded slightly, "It does have some impact. I need to go into seclusion and rest."

Xu Chengyang said gravely, "War God His Excellency has made such a great contribution to the Human Race; it's only right for him to rest. My City Lord's Mansion can be at your disposal."