Chapter 82 Breakthrough

"The rate of spiritual power consumption is just too fast." After killing six members of the Demon Race and three Demon Birds in succession, even Yun Bai was starting to struggle.

"Good grief, with this kind of lethality, why bother breaking through? We should just slaughter our way back and kill all these bastards who ambushed us! Forget a Demon Race squad of a few dozen people, we could even take down hundreds!" Du San exclaimed excitedly.

"Enough nonsense," Captain Zeng Fu scolded with a laugh. "Do you think our spiritual power is infinite?"

They hadn't even fully broken through yet, but the others in the team were still able to chat and laugh. It was clear that under Yun Bai's protection, their pressure had significantly decreased.

Compared to the threat posed by the enemy, they were more curious about the sudden burst of strength from Yun Bai.

Fortunately, they had strong mental fortitude and accepted this fact within just a few breaths.

"Climb the wall, get out of the village!" Yun Bai commanded.

The projectiles circling around everyone mercilessly slaughtered every Demon Monster lying in ambush nearby.

Shadow Demon, Gray Monkey, Qifeng Bird...

These Demon Monsters, which they had encountered before entering the village, appeared once again from unknown locations like maggots on rotting bones, attempting to block their path to break through.

However, facing the torrent of steel forged by Yun Bai's countless projectiles, everything was in vain.

"Damn it! The Demon Race is truly insidious; who would have thought such a small Niwa Village would hide so many Demon Monsters!" Fu Lianchuan couldn't help but curse.

"We must report this immediately upon returning." Li Ying's expression was grim.

"Haha, it's a good thing we have Yun Bai! Otherwise, we would have really been buried in this wilderness!" Du San was an optimist, acting as if it wasn't his own leg that had been blown off.

"Say less," Li Ying couldn't help but scold with a laugh. "Your bleeding won't stop if you get too excited."

"Oh, right." Du San finally quieted down.

The remaining Demon Race could only watch helplessly as Yun Bai led everyone to break through, unable to do anything about it.

It wasn't that they didn't want to pursue; it was that if they dared to take a single step out of their cover, they would be met with a hail of bullets!

Ordinary cover, shields, and armor simply could not block Yun Bai's terrifying attacks.

For this reason, they had specially constructed temporary military-grade cover, but within the range of Yun Bai's Divine Sense, they were suppressed and completely unable to move.

Not only that, they also had to guard against attacks from behind.

In case any sharp objects behind them were suddenly controlled by Yun Bai's Divine Sense, they would truly die with regrets.

The Demon Race's military manual clearly stated that when encountering a Cultivator between the Second Realm and the Third Realm, if the squad lacked the combat power to contend with them and had no God-Locking Mist, they must find sufficiently hard cover to hide and must absolutely not show themselves!

This Demon Race squad was not equipped with the combat power or equipment to contend with the Second Realm.

The final result was that they could only watch helplessly as the duck that was almost in their mouths flew away!

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On the outskirts of Huangyang Town, Chen Yuan and Yang Mo had been overlooking the entire Niwa Village from above.

"Hmm? Is it raining?" Chen Yuan frowned as he watched the thunder rolling within the gathering dark clouds in the sky.

"It's fine, it won't affect anything." At first, Yang Mo maintained a calm and indifferent appearance.

"What is going on?" However, the next second, Yang Mo's calmness and confidence instantly shattered.

"How is this possible! Telekinesis, the Second Realm? Not good!" Chen Yuan also saw the situation in Niwa Village, and his expression changed instantly. "How could this Yun Bai suddenly become a Second Realm Cultivator! They are going to break through!"

"Hurry and stop them," Yang Mo gritted his teeth, unwilling to give up. "What a good 'pretend to be a pig to eat the tiger'."

"Not good!"

"It's over!"

The Qifeng Bird in the sky also dived down.

In the Qifeng Bird's vision, they couldn't even see what had hit them before the Qifeng Bird instantly lost its life.

A fatal blow, as easy as cutting grass.

Yang Mo's face was gloomy; the scene of being killed that he had just seen from the Qifeng Bird's perspective made him feel as if he had experienced it himself.

"A fine Yun Bai. I will remember this." Yang Mo gnashed his teeth until they creaked.

"It seems we cannot stop them." Chen Yuan frowned deeply, feeling it was a troublesome situation. "We must also retreat quickly. The Second Realm's Divine Sense has a large range; once he leaves the mist of Niwa Village, he will likely discover us."

"Let's go!" Although Yang Mo was angry in his words, as if he and the other party were irreconcilable enemies.

He clearly understood in his heart that Yun Bai, who had mastered the power of the Second Realm, was simply not someone he could afford to provoke right now.

A Second Realm Cultivator slaughtering a group of First Realm Cultivators without anti-countermeasure weapons was truly like chopping melons and vegetables. The only way to hurt him, perhaps, was if he accidentally cut his own hand while "chopping melons and vegetables."

"Hurry, hurry." Chen Yuan couldn't care about anything else; saving his own life was the priority.

He grabbed Yang Mo's sleeve and turned to run.

That disheveled appearance was a far cry from his previous demeanor of being in control of everything.

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The pouring rain poured coldly onto the dim village.

At this moment, a group of people was rapidly breaking through the rain curtain, with passionate expressions on every face.

"They aren't pursuing anymore?"

"Indeed, they haven't chased us again. It looks like they've given up?"

"Hahahaha, I've survived again!"

Everyone felt the thrill of surviving a disaster, the relief only surging at this moment.

"Quickly set up a dry place to bandage Old Du," the attentive Li Ying reminded.

"That's simple." Du San, who was the most heavily injured, volunteered instead. He took a Formation Plate from his Storage Pouch and threw it on the ground.

Li Ying skillfully stepped on it.

Instantly, a faint light screen was propped up, blocking all the rain outside.

"Old Du, you've gotten arrogant, actually willing to use a defensive formation as a tent?" Fu Lianchuan teased.

"Ha, I've survived, why be so picky? Sss— ah, ouch, gently, gently!"

At this moment, Li Ying began to skillfully further treat Du San's severed leg.

"Old Du, your mindset is truly something." Yun Bai, whose face was pale at the moment, took a seasoned bigu pill from his Storage Pouch and stuffed it into Du San's mouth. "Hold this in your mouth to replenish some energy. The healing medicine later will be very bitter."

Due to excessive consumption of spiritual power, Yun Bai felt empty inside, with hunger and dizziness following one after another. He quickly swallowed a few Medicinal Pills himself.

"Mmph, mmph, mmph. This is?" Du San's eyes lit up. "Is this mala flavored?"

Yun Bai smiled: "Yes, it's a mala beef flavored bigu pill. This is what you specifically asked Qianqian to make last time."

"Good lad, only now are you willing to bring out such good stuff." Du San glared back at Yun Bai.

"Old Du, how can you talk like that? If it weren't for Yun Bai, whether you'd even be able to open your mouth to swallow this pill is debatable!" Seeing that Du San could still joke, Fu Lianchuan couldn't help but start bickering again.

"Everyone," Captain Zeng Fu interrupted. "We can already contact the other teams in the Cang Plains and the city from here. A flying boat will be here to pick us up soon."

"That's great. This time, it really was all thanks to Yun Bai." Everyone cheered.