57: Tianbo Sect

"One Cauldron so quickly?"

Jiang Chen's heart stirred with a hint of joy.

It had to be said, the Cultivation of Mental Energy was indeed quite mysterious; Jiang Chen didn't even know how to Cultivate it.

If not for the Soul Devouring Ring in his hand, Jiang Chen wouldn't have been able to raise his Divine Soul Cultivation to the One Cauldron Realm so quickly.

However, among Soul Cultivators who specialized in Cultivating the Divine Soul, the One Cauldron Realm was merely an entry level.

But with One Cauldron reached, would Nine Cauldrons be far behind?

Whoosh!

Jiang Chen's perception of his surroundings became clearer; even with the demonic Qi permeating from above, he wasn't affected in the slightest, and his pace naturally quickened.

When Jiang Chen rushed into a forest with tall and majestic trees, he discovered the bodies of several Shangwu Pavilion guards.

Along the way, there were also many bodies of Body Tempering Realm demons.

Clearly, Zhao Jintian and the others had encountered a fierce ambush.

Jiang Chen's ears twitched, instantly locking onto a target a hundred feet away. He immediately soared onto a treetop, and with a flip of his wrist, the Dragon Horn Bow appeared in his hand.

He channeled Qi, drew the bow, and gathered Spiritual Qi.

The bowstring creaked as it was pulled into a full moon shape.

Whoosh!

Spiritual Qi attached itself to the long arrow, transforming into a bolt of lightning as it shot forward.

Zhao Jintian was covered in blood at this moment.

He already had multiple wounds on his body, but facing the several wolf demons before him, his Aura showed no signs of weakening.

Gao Jie and Zhou Miaoqing, among others, had also sustained considerable injuries.

However, they still formed a circle, battling the demons from all directions.

Just as the several wolf demons let out a low growl and lunged forward, in that instant, one arrow split into five, instantly shooting down the five wolf demons.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

The wolf demons flew backward; some were directly pierced from head to tail, some had their heads shot through, and others were directly pierced through the throat, pinned to tree trunks.

"What!?"

"This archery... it's Jiang Chen!"

Zhao Jintian exclaimed in surprise.

The next moment, more arrows rained down from the sky, like an arrow shower.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

This arrow shower from the sky instantly killed more than a dozen demons in the surroundings.

"[Enemy Kill Value: 75]"

"[Cultivation Value...]"

Jiang Chen couldn't bother to check these numbers at the moment.

After alleviating the pressure on everyone, he quickly moved, rushing towards them.

Seeing the slain demons, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief; they had almost lost their lives to the demons.

Whoosh!

Jiang Chen landed.

"Jiang Chen... you..."

Zhao Jintian and the others shouted happily upon seeing Jiang Chen arrive.

But then they saw Jiang Chen covered in blood, and their gazes involuntarily froze.

"This isn't my blood, no need to worry."

"Where is Lord Chu?"

"This is bad, Lord Chu was ambushed by the Tian Po Sect! The demon lair here is connected to the Tian Po Sect! It's beyond what we can handle."

Zhao Jintian quickly said.

"Tian Po Sect?"

Jiang Chen had heard Pan Zhengyang mention something about a sect and a Protector before; it seemed this was the so-called Tian Po Sect.

"It is indeed a targeted trap. To avoid unnecessary sacrifices, Lord Zhao, you all should retreat first."

Jiang Chen said.

"Lord Chu..."

Zhao Jintian was worried about Chu Yun's situation.

"I'll go provide support; you all retreat first."

Zhao Jintian looked back at the injured people; even among the Shangwu Pavilion guards, only two remained.

Most importantly, the Tian Po Sect was extremely dangerous, notorious within the Black Yamen, and at least required a master above the Banner Officer level to keep them in check.

"Jiang Chen, the Tian Po Sect is very dangerous. I suggest you retreat with us as well. Lord Chu... she has a way to escape."

Zhao Jintian said in a deep voice.

"Hehehe, you don't need to argue."

"None of you will leave today!"

Just as Zhao Jintian was trying to persuade them, a voice suddenly echoed through the forest.

A figure was seen rushing from the front.

With each stride, the long blade in his hand slightly unsheathed, and his speed was incredibly fast, like a ferocious beast.

Zhao Jintian looked at that figure, and his pupils suddenly constricted.

"Tian Po Sect, one of the Twelve Butchers, Soul Severing Blade Tang Kun!"

Zhao Jintian gasped sharply, recognizing the newcomer.

Especially the dark, hollowed long blade in his hand was his most iconic symbol.

"Among the Third-Rank Minor Banner Officers, you have some insight."

"My blade is fast; you don't need to endure it."

Tang Kun was full of confidence, his eyes filled with killing intent.

A powerful Aura had already enveloped everyone. At this moment, everyone seemed to be stunned in place by Tang Kun's Aura, unable to move.

Finally, Tang Kun's figure approached within three feet of the group.

Just as Tang Kun was about to draw his blade and unleash his signature technique, a figure suddenly appeared before him.

"Huh?"

A huge question mark instantly flashed in Tang Kun's mind.

How did this person get in front of him?

The next moment, Tang Kun realized that the hand he was using to draw his blade was being held down by the newcomer's left hand.

Not good!

Tang Kun's heart instantly cried out in alarm.

The opponent was about to punch him in the next second.

However, as a top Butcher of the Tian Po Sect, having slaughtered hundreds of people, his combat experience was incredibly rich.

A cold glint flashed in Tang Kun's eyes, and he actually bent down, using his own head to charge towards Jiang Chen's fist.

"Can your fist be harder than my head, empowered by channeled Spiritual Qi?"

Seeing Tang Kun's move, Jiang Chen was also taken aback.

He threw a punch.

"Bang!"

Everyone's eardrums vibrated.

A violent force, like a waterfall, poured down.

Tang Kun instantly turned into a pile of minced meat on the spot.

His head, which took the brunt of the impact, was shattered, with bones and brains mixed together.

Clang!

In the pool of blood, only the long blade, still unsheathed, and an exquisite Storage Ring remained.

"Ding... Enemy Kill Value +1"

"Ding... Cultivation Value +80"

"Acquired Realm Eighth Layer, no wonder he was so arrogant."

"He scared me; I thought he knew I had Innate Divine Power and had specifically researched a move to deal with me."

Jiang Chen breathed a sigh of relief, while collecting the blade and Storage Ring from Tang Kun's hand.

He turned back to Zhao Jintian and the others, who were still in shock, and said,

"You all retreat quickly and be careful."

After speaking, Jiang Chen turned and rushed in the direction from which Tang Kun had come.

With his powerful hearing, coupled with his current One Cauldron Realm Divine Soul, Jiang Chen could sense the direction of the fierce battle erupting not far away.

"He... he calls that Innate Divine Power?"

"One punch shattered Tang Kun, an Acquired Realm Eighth Layer Cultivator!?"

"Is he human!?"

Even Zhao Jintian couldn't help but voice his doubts.

Looking at the others, the degree of shock on their faces was no less than Zhao Jintian's.

Zhao Jintian no longer hesitated regarding the current situation. He raised his hand, fired a green retreat signal arrow, and then led everyone to quickly withdraw.

At a giant rock canyon, Chu Yun, holding the Black Scale Blade, was breathing slightly, her chest rising and falling, her beautiful eyes filled with vigilance.

Facing two Protectors of the Tian Po Sect alone was naturally very strenuous.

Both of them were Xiantian Realm Cultivators, and had even been in the Xiantian Realm for many years.

At this moment, the two of them, one on the left and one on the right, surrounded Chu Yun.

"No need to struggle; your Aperture-Opening Pill can only last for another hundred breaths at most."

"Don't worry, my brother and I will surely make you truly experience what it means to 'enjoy the moment,' hehe."

One of them, a middle-aged man in a green robe with a long, narrow face and thin eyebrows, stroked his goatee and said with a sinister smile.

The other man also had distorted features, a horse-like long face, and a prominent large black mole on his temple.

His gaze greedily shifted up and down, finally fixating on Chu Yun's legs.

"Good legs... good legs!"