135: The Silent Army has slightly revived, and Hades is dead!

"Don't be afraid, everyone. Which of us here isn't a Grandmaster? He's merely used secret medicine to boost his cultivation; his strength isn't necessarily greater than ours."

"Besides, if we attack him together, this Ling Family brat will surely die!"

The Third Elder of Medicine King Valley sneered.

This was true. Aside from Jiang Yifeng and Qi Xiu, who among those present did not have the cultivation of a Grandmaster?

But in the next moment, Ling Xian didn't give anyone a chance to react and revealed another trump card.

Essence blood was drawn from his body, and Ling Xian's hair instantly turned white and grew long. As his white hair fluttered, he let the essence blood drip into the valley.

No one understood Ling Xian's intention. Why would he perform an action that damaged his own combat power before the battle even began?

But in the next moment, they understood.

A purple-black light emanated from the valley; the Silent Army was marching forth!

Ten Undead Silent Army soldiers!

Every single one of them had the combat power of a sixth-rank Master!

The ten Undead Silent Army soldiers were each clad in black armor, their faces obscured. They held long spears in their hands, radiating murderous intent!

Simply standing there, they seemed like war machines capable of wiping out small nations.

This was only because Ling Xian's cultivation was weak, and his essence blood wasn't enough to support them in recovering more of their cultivation.

"To catch the bandits, first catch their leader. Attack together! Strike at Ling Xian!" the Third Elder of Medicine King Valley shouted sharply.

He saw through it at a glance; this was just one of Ling Xian's tricks.

In his eyes, this was merely a secret technique with a time limit.

Although the number of Masters was decent, they were ultimately a whole major realm apart; a single Grandmaster could take them all on!

Everyone else understood this as well, and they all charged toward Ling Xian together!

"Kill!" Ling Xian gave the order, and the ten Undead Silent Army soldiers charged out like vengeful ghosts who did not fear death!

Ling Xian, meanwhile, took out snow falls without trace from his storage ring, nocked an arrow, and looked toward Qi Xiu!

"Kill!"

As the word left his lips, a bone arrow was nocked on the bowstring.

Whoosh!

The bone arrow shot out with such speed that it was difficult to track with the naked eye. Qi Xiu was pale with fright and tried to retreat, but he was blocked from behind by that bald donkey.

The bald donkey's eyes widened, and a massive Golden Body shone throughout the valley, as if a great Buddha had descended into the mortal world, grabbing the bone arrow in its hand!

This Golden Body was several dozen feet tall, possessing an aura that could swallow the mountains and rivers, with an overwhelming might.

It was clearly visible even from several kilometers away.

This was a Grandmaster; as Grandmasters, who among them didn't have some hidden cards and trump cards?

Who among them wasn't once a genius of their generation, a figure who commanded the wind and clouds!

Of course, Zhao Qingfeng was an exception; he was truly useless.

"Amitabha. Young benefactor, please show mercy. This old monk is willing to take Hades away from here and ensure he never steps foot within the borders of the Dragon Country again."

"How about it?" The old monk pressed his palms together; he knew clearly that if Ling Xian fought to the death, it was hard to say if he could even protect Hades.

He certainly wouldn't die, but Hades Qi Xiu was, after all, only a Master.

Qi Xiu looked at the bald donkey and said coldly, "Old monk, what do you mean? What this King wants is to kill Ling Xian..."

But before he could finish, a golden light flickered in Ling Xian's eyes. "No one can protect the person this Young Master wants to kill, including your Blood Jade Temple. One day, this Young Master will surely raze that temple to the ground."

As Ling Xian's voice fell, the Explosion Runes engraved on the bone arrow and the Ten-thousand-year Profound Ice Chill inherent to snow falls without trace erupted!

In an instant, the bald donkey's Golden Body shattered, and he spat out blood on the spot. The chill continuously attacked the Golden Body before the bone arrow exploded.

The terror of the explosion was like a clap of thunder, sweeping across the entire field!

That Late Stage Grandmaster bald donkey died on the spot, while Qi Xiu was blasted into a bloody mess, with white bone showing on half of his face.

"Don't kill me! My master Mo Bozhu is the number one person below the eighth rank! Killing me is declaring war on my master!"

Qi Xiu wailed in terror, regretting that he hadn't listened to the bald donkey's advice to leave earlier.

"He's really hard to kill!" Ling Xian frowned. The Late Stage Grandmaster bald donkey was dead, yet Qi Xiu, who was only a Master, was still alive despite being within the blast radius.

"The number one person below the eighth rank? In the end, he's still just a Grandmaster! It's not impossible for this Young Master to take that position for himself!"

Ling Xian's killing intent was now fully manifest as he shot a second bone arrow.

Boom!

Half the valley collapsed as a result.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing the Child of Destiny, Hades Qi Xiu! Reward: 100,000 villain points and one Destiny Gift Pack!]

This time, Ling Xian's kill was a complete brute-force execution, a total suppression in terms of realm and strength.

Even with Destiny on his side, Qi Xiu couldn't react in time to save his own life.

On the other side, Jiang Yifeng and Second Elder Deng were entangled by two Undead Silent Army soldiers.

Meanwhile, the group from Medicine King Valley was tied down by eight Undead Silent Army soldiers.

At first, they hadn't thought much of it, feeling that they were indeed just slightly stronger than ordinary Masters.

But later they realized that these black-armored fellows simply couldn't be killed.

Even if their limbs or heads were severed, they could quickly recover and continue fighting.

Furthermore, the ten of them could use formations to boost their power, doubling their combat strength. Even Grandmasters were dragged into the quagmire, finding it difficult to escape.

Coupled with Ling Xian's terrifying arrow just now, most of them had already lost their will to fight.

They were slaughtering those of the same rank!

Was this really a cultivation level forcibly boosted by secret medicine?

"The Jiang Family and the Deng Family—I will surely destroy them!" Ling Xian spoke coldly, nocking a third bone arrow and aiming it at Second Elder Deng!

Second Elder Deng's pupils shrank as he raised a palm to block it.

But before he could touch the bone arrow, he was frozen by the chill it carried, followed immediately by the sound of an explosion.

Second Elder Deng was blown to pieces, but his bones remained intact; they just needed to be put back together.

It had to be said that body cultivators were more resilient than other martial artists.

"Not good!"

A powerful sense of danger told Jiang Yifeng to run, run, run, but he simply couldn't dodge in time.

Boom!

A cloud of dust rose.

Because the system did not give a notification for Jiang Yifeng's death, Ling Xian was certain he was still alive and nocked another arrow to shoot.

"What a cautious brat!" 'Jiang Yifeng' revealed a sinister smile and purple eyes.

Compared to before, he now had a bit more of an eerie and demonic air.

"I must say, you are a hundred times more excellent than the Jiang boy. If you were to be my disciple, your future would surely be limitless..." 'Jiang Yifeng' spoke with a hint of regret.

Ling Xian's brow furrowed; he knew he had encountered Jiang Yifeng's trump card—that ninth-rank remnant soul had made its move.

"Unfortunately, you do not have the aid of Destiny!" 'Jiang Yifeng' shook his head and sighed, his eyes full of pity.

"Let me leave today, and we shall owe each other nothing from now on. Otherwise, if I escape my plight, I will surely seek revenge in the future."

"Hahaha..." Ling Xian laughed, his gaze full of contempt.

"Is Senior afraid of this junior? If you leave on your own now, I will certainly not pursue you; I will only kill Jiang Yifeng."

Regardless of the answer, he would not let this remnant soul go.

He didn't believe that Jiang Yifeng would be bold enough to come looking for trouble if this old fellow wasn't behind him, egging him on.

Deep within his soul, Jiang Yifeng couldn't help but startle and become wary; he was afraid that Old Mo might truly betray him.

"Hmph, brat, how could I ever betray the Jiang boy?" Old Mo snorted coldly. "It seems there is no room for negotiation today."

As soon as he finished speaking, an arrow flew toward him. By the time Old Mo reacted, it had already exploded in his face.

"Holy shit, you have no martial virtue." Old Mo propped up a powerful protective shield, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

That protective shield was much dimmer than it had been at the start; it would shatter the next time.