362: The war is over, Yang Pingyuan asks!

Yang Pingyuan felt that Lu Hao’s words made sense, so he nodded and continued to kill the remaining Ice Soul Nymphs.

Just like that, after a quarter of an hour, more than a thousand Ice Soul Nymphs were all annihilated by Zhuo Yongyi’s team, leaving only the Ice Soul Nymph Queen in the entire Ice Soul Nymph tribe!

The battle in the distance had also entered a fierce stage, both individuals were nearing exhaustion, and their speed had slowed down, allowing Yang Pingyuan to clearly see the battle!

At this moment, Yang Pingyuan’s brows furrowed slightly, looking at the battle with some worry; both sides were already severely injured, but relatively speaking, Zhuo Yongyi was still at a disadvantage.

After all, as a human cultivator, he was naturally at a disadvantage in terms of physical body.

“Brother Lu! The Ice Soul Nymph Queen is already severely wounded, joining the battle now shouldn't be causing trouble. I’m worried about Captain Zhuo… Brother Lu, why don't we still make a move!”

Lu Hao raised his hand to stop Yang Pingyuan.

Yang Pingyuan immediately became anxious:

“Brother Lu, this is a matter of life and death!”

“Oh, Daoist Yang, look at your impatient temper. Take another good look at Captain Zhuo’s state.”

“Although from the practical situation, Captain Zhuo’s injuries are more severe, have you not seen his eyes? That is a look of facing death without fear, incredibly resolute, and burning with fierce fighting spirit!”

“The more Captain Zhuo fights, the stronger the fighting spirit in his heart becomes. Through this battle, I tell you, Captain Zhuo usually appears to be a gentle person, but deep down, he is warlike and crazy!”

“In this life-and-death battle, the origin of the blade in his heart is rapidly improving, already on the verge of a breakthrough!”

Yang Pingyuan looked as Lu Hao suggested and was immediately startled!

It was indeed true, what Brother Lu said was actually correct!

He couldn't help but exclaim:

“Captain Zhuo is truly exceptionally talented; he can comprehend the origin and break through himself during battle!”

“Hehe, he is indeed exceptionally talented.”

Yang Pingyuan glanced at Lu Hao; there was still a sentence he hadn't spoken aloud in his heart:

“Brother Lu… your insight and composure are probably even more astonishing than Captain Zhuo’s. What exactly is your identity? Are you really a rogue cultivator…?”

…

Seeing her tribe completely annihilated, the Ice Soul Nymph Queen’s last shred of rationality was consumed by rage. Completely disregarding her severely injured body, she let out a piercing shriek while continuing to charge at Zhuo Yongyi.

Zhuo Yongyi also forcefully held onto his last breath, gripping the giant saber, now only half its original size, with both hands and pouring his last reserves of strength into it.

In an instant, the two engaged in their final confrontation in mid-air.

Lu Hao also smiled from the side. In his opinion, the battle was decided; Captain Zhuo would win with a slight advantage. However, to prevent him from suffering excessively severe injuries, Lu Hao still made a move.

Lu Hao’s finger twitched slightly, subtly interfering with the Ice Soul Nymph Queen’s body. Thus, to her disbelief, Zhuo Yongyi’s blade light directly struck her head.

She finally understood why her tribe had fallen so quickly!

It turned out someone was secretly controlling the battle!

But at this point, the Ice Soul Nymph Queen could only close her eyes slowly, her face filled with unwillingness.

“Swish!”

Zhuo Yongyi, with an incredibly excited expression, successfully severed the Ice Soul Nymph Queen’s head with one strike!

After accomplishing all of this, Zhuo Yongyi could no longer hold on. His body in mid-air suddenly seemed to lose its support and fell straight towards the ground.

Seeing this, Lu Hao patted Stubborn Ox, who immediately understood and instantly appeared beneath Zhuo Yongyi, precisely catching his body.

Feeling that he seemed to have been caught by something, Zhuo Yongyi used his last strength to open his eyes. What came into view was Lu Hao’s calm, confident, kind, and handsome face.

With a slight smile, he was looking at him.

At this moment, Zhuo Yongyi felt as if he had seen the most reassuring smile in the world. He forced a smile and said with difficulty:

“Brother Lu, I’m leaving the team to you… I can’t hold on any longer…”

“Captain Zhuo, rest assured, sleep well. I’m watching the team.”

After Lu Hao finished speaking, Zhuo Yongyi finally could no longer hold on and fell into a deep coma, even his soul falling asleep with him.

This battle, for Zhuo Yongyi, could be called the most difficult battle of his life!

However, the gains from this battle were also quite significant; not only did he break through to the Half-step Nascent Void, but his comprehension of the origin of the blade also deepened.

People often say that there is great terror between life and death, but at the same time, there are also great opportunities between life and death. This saying is indeed true.

If Zhuo Yongyi had cultivated steadily on his own, it would have taken him at least decades or even a century to break through to Half-step Nascent Void, but this battle greatly shortened the time for his breakthrough.

The great terror between life and death will forcefully compel a cultivator to maximize their potential, because if they don't advance, they will die!

Of course, not all cultivators can break through at the brink of death; in fact, only a small portion break through, while more end up dying. If it weren't for Zhuo Yongyi’s sufficiently profound foundation, he would also have found it very difficult to break through.

Yang Pingyuan quickly came over, looking at the unconscious Zhuo Yongyi, he asked worriedly:

“Brother Lu, Captain Zhuo…?”

“He’s fine. This great battle consumed too much of his energy. His body, out of self-preservation, forced him into a deep sleep. This is a good thing. After he wakes up, he should probably be able to break through to the Yuán Xū Realm.”

“Really? Captain Zhuo is going to break through to the Yuán Xū Realm?!”

Yang Pingyuan said in disbelief.

For him, becoming a Yuán Xū Realm cultivator was still very far away. Hearing Lu Hao’s words at this moment naturally filled him with immense excitement and longing.

Lu Hao said with a faint smile:

“Haha, of course. When have I ever been wrong?”

Yang Pingyuan thought about it, and it seemed that ever since he met Lu Hao, he had indeed never been wrong. So he asked Lu Hao with a questioning tone:

“Brother Lu, who exactly are you? Are you really a rogue cultivator at the late stage of tribulation?”

Lu Hao heard this, smiled, patted Lu Xiaolong’s head, and looked at Yang Pingyuan, saying:

“Daoist Yang, what do you think?”

“What do I think? I think you must be a peerless expert who has hidden his cultivation and is out experiencing life, right?”

“Don’t think I don’t know the strength of the Ice Soul Nymphs. Our team alone absolutely couldn’t have annihilated them without injury. Someone must have made a move, and that person is you, Brother Lu, am I right?”

“Hahaha, no, no, I didn’t make a move.”

“Really?”

Lu Hao did not answer again, but led the team to continue forward.

Lu Xiaolong hung on the ox horn, smiling at Yang Pingyuan, revealing his white teeth.