Imperial Cultivation

Chapter 209: Chapter 206: The Assault_2

"Young prince, shouldn’t we divide into two forces for a pincer attack?"

"No need for such trouble." Chu Zhiyuan shook his head: "It might actually scare the enemy away; let’s attack directly."

"...Alright then." Huang Shiron hesitated.

But didn’t say more.

They quickly reviewed the map and understood the location.

The location was in the north of the Outer City, not far after exiting the South Gate of the Inner City.

"Ding..." Suddenly a clear sound chimed.

Chu Zhiyuan and his group of nine charged forward like the wind, and the other five groups did the same, disappearing from everyone’s sight in the blink of an eye.

Then there were twelve heroes; once the six groups left, they also pursued, maintaining a certain distance.

The second group of five walked almost shoulder to shoulder.

Leading them was Geng Haoran, a Sword Technique master from the Flying Sky Sect.

In the Grandmaster Realm, already at the Eighth Layer Heaven.

He was one of the top experts in the Military Suppression Department.

With thick eyebrows and large eyes, a burly and robust build, and a long narrow sword at his waist, he had a generous and heroic demeanor.

Beside him were four others, all Grandmasters, who were his friends in the Military Suppression Department, with excellent relationships.

The tasks inside the Military Suppression Department often required more than two people, needing cooperation, so naturally, over time, they found companions with compatible temperaments.

The five gathered together, showing no tension about the upcoming battle, instead, they were talking and laughing.

Five Grandmasters, comparable to the high-end combat power of a small sect, more than enough to deal with a nest of the Yuding Sect.

Zhou Ziqi, as thin as a bamboo pole, a Swordsmanship expert from Qinglu Cliff, a Grandmaster of the Sixth Layer Heaven.

The chubby Huang Jingxuan, a Swordsmanship expert from Qinglu Cliff, a Grandmaster of the Seventh Layer Heaven.

The short and taciturn Liu Yian, a Fist Technique expert from Great Spirit Rock Peak, a Grandmaster of the Seventh Layer Heaven.

The handsome yet somewhat feminine Hu Hansong, a Sword Technique expert from the Flying Sky Sect, a Grandmaster of the Sixth Layer Heaven.

All were masters from the Four Great Sects, with remarkable skill.

"Brothers Zhou, Huang, Liu, and Junior Brother Hu, do not underestimate them, these guys aren’t easy to deal with."

"Yes." The other four immediately turned solemn.

"These demonic people excel in slaughter, more ruthless than us." The chubby Huang Jingxuan laughed: "Don’t be caught off guard in the gutters."

Hu Hansong said: "Brother Huang, we have also been constantly fighting, not idling. This time, let’s see who can be more ruthless!"

Zhou Ziqi remained calm: "Still, be careful, their means are strange and unpredictable. Especially watch out for their Jade and Stone Burning technique."

Geng Haoran said: "We must end this quickly!"

Hu Hansong shouted: "Yes, make it quick!"

Huang Jingxuan said: "But Brother Geng, why has the Fourth Prince come this time?"

Geng Haoran said: "The Fourth Prince is also a Grandmaster; he needs some experience."

Huang Jingxuan pouted: "Even if he needs experience, there’s no need to go against the Yuding Sect, right? Once those guys see the prince, they’ll be like flies on rotten meat, going mad!"

Geng Haoran quickly said: "Brother Huang, don’t say it so harshly!"

"Hehe, yes, yes, we can’t compare the prince to rotten meat, but these Yuding Sect guys are indeed flies!"

Zhou Ziqi said lightly: "The prince is still very formidable, with skills in battle that are remarkable despite his lower realm. Like during the autumn hunt, breaking the records of previous generations, and two matches in the Imperial Palace; those were against two of the world’s top talents, one from Wentian Cliff and the other from the Phoenix Sword Sect; none of them were easy opponents."

"The prince really is a genius; he should have trained elsewhere before confronting the Yuding Sect; it’s too dangerous."

Hu Hansong twisted his fingers playfully, giggling: "We’re just worrying for nothing. How could Grandmaster Chu rashly let the prince take risks?"

Huang Jingxuan laughed: "Hehe, the prince is famously timid; he wouldn’t take foolish risks either."

"At the very least, he has guards with him. It’s quite the sight to see someone bring guards into battle!"

"Brother Huang, stop being sarcastic!" Geng Haoran looked around.

It wouldn’t be good if someone heard them.

The Prince Qing Mansion may have declined, but it doesn’t hinder the Fourth Prince from having a bright future, incomparable to ordinary princes. A few jokes could stir up trouble.

"Stay alert; we’re getting close!"

The target for Geng Haoran and his group was a house at the west end of Mingluan Avenue, surrounded by wealthy families.

Mingluan Avenue is one of the east-west main roads of the Outer City, and those living here are much more affluent than average families.

They arrived like a gust of wind, ignoring the stunned gazes of the people around, heading straight for the walls.

"They’ve arrived!"

"Courting death!"

Someone immediately came up to meet them.

"Four Grandmasters, twelve Innate; take out the Innate first!"

Geng Haoran drew his sword and leapt into the air, overlooking the entire courtyard.

He immediately noticed four young men and twelve young guards already standing in the center of the courtyard, glaring at him with cold smiles, as if they knew he was coming to ambush.

He immediately realized they were late; the opponent was prepared!

There must have been hidden sentries warning them in advance.

"Take out the Innate first!" Zhou Ziqi and the others shouted in a deep voice.

A dark-skinned young man in the lead barked: "Heh, take us out? You’re courting death!"

Another young man said in a deep voice: "Damn, five Grandmasters!"

"Brats of the Military Suppression Department!" a third young man shouted.

The dark-skinned young man leading them shouted grimly: "Zhao Feng, Sun Zicai, Zhou Er Ya, Qi Nanfeng, Yuding Attack!"

"...Yes!"

Four middle-aged men gritted their teeth, their eyes suddenly filled with blood, and a faint red glow rose around them.

In mid-air, Geng Haoran shouted: "Be careful, dodge!"

As he spoke, the other four already reacted, dodging.

But the four middle-aged men were enhanced by the red glow, their speed increased several times, and they entangled each one of them in an instant.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

A series of muffled sounds almost simultaneously erupted.

Red light diffused, blood mist filled the air.

Geng Haoran, still in the air, roared angrily: "Damn it——!"

He hadn’t expected these demonic people to be so decisive, using the Jade and Stone Burning technique right away.

This was the most ruthless, and the most worrisome technique for the Military Suppression Department.

Originally, they thought the opponent would fight for a while, and use this technique when they seemed to be at a disadvantage.

No one had expected them to use it immediately.

The four companions clearly hadn’t anticipated it either, caught completely off guard.

This technique was the most ruthless, sacrificing life for incredible speed, with the blood mist from their exploding bodies ignoring Gang Qi defenses, and also being highly toxic.

If unprepared, even a Grandmaster would struggle to withstand it, which made these evil sect demonic people so terrifying.

His heart was in great distress; the blade light suddenly brightened, slicing down like a bolt of lightning, his body merging with the blade light.

"Ding ding ding ding..."

Four Grandmasters immediately countered, blade and sword lights clashing continuously.

This strike was issued with rage, containing more than half of his cultivation.

The four Yuding Sect Grandmasters couldn’t match his realm, being knocked back by the blade light, unable to withstand it.

Soon after, a series of muffled echoes came from their bodies.

Geng Haoran trembled, holding back his blade light, ready to retreat, fearing they might also use the Jade and Stone Burning technique.

But he saw their left arms explode, shattering their sleeves, turning into a blood mist enveloping them.

Then the sword light surged, with speed and power greatly increased.

Geng Haoran knew they had used a secret technique, burning essence blood to boost speed, power, and cultivation.

This secret technique severely injured the body and exhausted the mind, normally turning one into a cripple.

Yet their demonic skills were sinister; afterward, they could recover through evil skills.

This was also one of the reasons for their evil but unending persistence, an extreme temptation when even severed limbs could be restored.

"Brothers Zhou, Huang, Liu, Junior Brother Hu!"

"Cough cough..."

"Cough cough... not dead yet."

Huang Jingxuan and the others clutched their chests, their clothes riddled with holes, looking tattered as if pierced by countless tiny holes.

Their faces and skin were covered in charred black marks, their eyes full of blood streaks.

Their voices were weak, clearly heavily injured.

"Can you hold on?" Geng Haoran breathed a sigh of relief.

He was truly afraid they wouldn’t withstand a single move, succumbing to the realm of death dragged by the Innate Masters, which would be such an injustice.

The remaining Innate Masters were already launching an assault on the four.

They were weak, but after all, they were Grandmasters; Gang Qi still protected their bodies. Although struck by several swords and knives, their defenses were not yet penetrated.

"Damn it, there’s a Breaking Gang Divine Weapon!" Huang Jingxuan’s shoulder was suddenly pierced by a sword, and he cursed.

"Breaking Gang Divine Weapon!" Hu Hansong exclaimed.

"What are you shouting about, Old Hu? It’s just a Breaking Gang Divine Weapon!" Zhou Ziqi’s slender face was icy cold, avoiding the sword in front of him: "It’s probably not the only one, be careful!"

"Give us a moment—we’ll take them down once we catch our breath!" Huang Jingxuan gritted his teeth, feeling extraordinarily unlucky today.

This situation was infuriatingly aggrieving.

Heavily injured right at the start.

And now surrounded by eight Innate Masters; it’s embarrassing to even mention.

They were physically weak, striving to recover, while also being aware of the Breaking Gang Divine Weapon, and worried about the remaining eight Innate Masters going mad, using the Jade and Stone Burning technique, dragging them to death with them!

So aggrieved, they wished they could perform a Jade and Stone Burning themselves.