Chapter 97: The Dominant Ah
Yin Feng was terrified, knowing the current stalemate couldn't continue.
He looked at Ah Yin, his eyes filled with earnestness, and said loudly, "Miss Ah Yin, it's been years since we last met. I wonder if you still remember me."
"Thank you so much for your advice back then. I haven't had the chance to thank you in person."
"These herbs in our cart carry the heavy responsibility of saving the wounded in the barracks. They are their hope of survival."
"But tonight, these two men have ulterior motives, attempting to kill and destroy the herbs."
"And given their character, they will absolutely not let you go to avoid future trouble and prevent pursuit."
Liu Feng's words were like a sharp blade, piercing the White Tiger Spirit Master and the Elder Xuanming Shield's vital points.
Their expressions instantly darkened as dark as ink. They exchanged a glance, a flicker of panic in their eyes, and then began to inconspicuously approach, attempting to seize the initiative and gain a favorable fighting position.
The old man Xuanming Shield looked nervous, beads of sweat forming on his forehead. He lowered his voice and leaned close to the White Tiger Spirit Master's ear, saying, "The situation is not good. How about we retreat? This situation is becoming increasingly difficult to control." The White Tiger Spirit
Master's brows knitted together, his eyes revealing reluctance and struggle.
He gritted his teeth and said harshly, "Wait a moment. I want to fight again."
"Later, seize the opportunity and use a large-scale spirit skill to contain the newcomers and the injured ones over there."
"I'll take care of that Spirit Cat Spirit Master first, then return to lend you a hand. Wait for my signal."
Having made up his mind, the White Tiger Spirit Master shouted to Ah Yin and the other two, "My lady, my vendetta against them is personal and has nothing to do with you."
"Please take your companions and leave immediately. Don't get involved in this conflict."
"If you insist on saving this boy, I can hand him over to you."
With these words, a brilliant light shone from him, and his four spirit rings illuminated in sequence: yellow, yellow, purple, and purple—the perfect combination of spirit rings. Powerful spirit energy surged forth, demonstrating his immense strength.
Not to be outdone, the Elder Xuanming Shield beside him instantly revealed four spirit rings with the same configuration. Suddenly, a powerful sense of oppression washed over them like a surging tide.
Sensing the immense power of the two Soul Masters, the brother and sister behind Ah Yin tensed.
The younger sister's face turned pale and she ran to Ah Yin in a panic. Her voice trembled slightly as she asked with a hint of fear, "Sister Ah Yin, what should we do? Should we help or leave quickly?"
Before Ah Yin could respond, her brother came over quickly with a serious expression, and also lowered his voice and said in a firm tone, "We can't leave, we must help them.
"In my opinion, these medicinal herbs are most likely the supplies urgently needed by the third battalion, and the two people opposite are very likely spies sent by the Xingluo Empire."
No one expected that this young man could keenly infer the truth of the matter based on the clues in front of him and a few words of conversation.
"I heard from home that the Third Battalion is indeed purchasing medicinal herbs on a large scale. If we leave now and are investigated, we might be punished," the man continued, addressing Ah Yin.
Upon hearing this, Ah Yin's spirit power surged, and a blue-green light surged from her body like a surging tide.
In the blink of an eye, a blue-green armor rapidly solidified around her, etched with mysterious runes and emanating a powerful and mysterious aura.
Simultaneously, beneath the feet of the White Tiger Spirit Master and the Elder Xuanming Shield, a vast mass of blue silver grass burst forth from the earth, like nimble, scaly, green snakes, entwining themselves frantically around them.
Seeing this, the White Tiger Spirit Master's expression suddenly changed. He yanked with all his might, but failed to rip the seemingly fragile blue silver grass apart.
His eyes widened in disbelief, a surge of unease welling up within him.
Without further ado, he unleashed his spirit skill. A blinding flash of white light, accompanied by a roar, severing the blue silver grass surrounding the two men.
"Attack!" the White Tiger Spirit Master roared, charging at Zhang Feng and the other two like a mad beast.
With lightning speed, he was in front of Zhang Feng in an instant.
He clenched his right fist, his entire spirit power madly converging on it. The air was filled with bursts of explosive sounds.
He launched a powerful punch, the wind whistling like a cannonball, carrying destructive force.
Zhang Feng's face paled. He didn't dare take the fierce blow head-on. He dodged sideways, thrusting his blade like a venomous snake, attempting to disrupt the White Tiger Spirit Master's attack.
The White Tiger Spirit Master spun with the agility of a cheetah, easily dodging Zhang Feng's attack. He then countered with a palm strike, a whirring sound, aimed at Zhang Feng.
Zhang Feng quickly blocked it with his arm, but the immense force sent him back several steps, leaving deep footprints and a cloud of dust.
Seeing this, Zhang Niu and Zhang Ma quickly attacked from both sides.
Zhang Niu roared like a bell, raising his long sword high. A cold gleam gleamed on the blade, and with immense force,
he struck the White Tiger Spirit Master.
The White Tiger Spirit Master remained composed, crouching slightly like a predator waiting for its opportunity, effortlessly dodging Zhang Niu's attack and delivering a swift kick to his abdomen.
Zhang Niu was unable to dodge and was kicked in the abdomen. He groaned and flew back several meters, falling heavily to the ground.
Zhang Ma seized the opportunity to attack, his long sword like a cold ray, piercing the White Tiger Spirit Master's throat.
The White Tiger Spirit Master's eyes glared fiercely, "White Tiger Body Shield" in his eyes, and then he reached out and firmly grasped Zhang Ma's long sword.
Then, with a powerful swing of his arm, Zhang Ma was flung out like a kite with a broken string, falling heavily to the ground in a cloud of dust.
Under the White Tiger Spirit Master's fierce and violent attacks, Zhang Feng and the other two gradually lost ground, and began to suffer varying degrees of injuries.
Zhang Feng's arm was bruised by the White Tiger Spirit Master's spiritual power, and blood flowed down his arm, dripping onto the ground.
Zhang Niu's abdomen ached unbearably, every breath a sharp pain, his face a look of agony.
Zhang Ma's back was bruised and battered, and even climbing to his feet was labored, his steps stumbling.
But the three of them showed no sign of retreat. Their eyes shone with determination and unyielding spirit. They supported each other and stood up again, ready to face the next round of attacks.
Elsewhere, countless blue silver grass quickly gathered and entwined around Ah Yin. In a flash of light, they magically coalesced into a spear.
The spear emanated a faint blue-green light, and the tip gleamed with a cold gleam, as if imbued with boundless power.
Ah Yin, spear in hand, stood tall and straight, like a god of war descended upon the earth, exuding a terrifying aura as
he charged towards the Elder Xuanming Shield.
The elder Xuanming Shield sensed the might emanating from Ah Yin's spear, sensing a dire situation. His face paled instantly, and he immediately unleashed his soul skill: "Xuanming Ice Spike!"
His spirit ring erupted in a dazzling purple light, clearly unleashing his full might.
Instantly, countless ice spikes rained down upon Ah Yin, the other two, and Liu Feng.
The spikes were sharp, piercing the air with streaks of cold light. Wherever they touched, the ground was riddled with tiny holes, sending clouds of dust billowing into the air.
Ah Yin's form was nimble, like a blue phantom, weaving effortlessly among the ice spikes, deftly dodging the attacks.
She swung her spear, creating streaks of blue light and shadow, deflecting the approaching ice spikes. The spikes struck the spear with a resounding crunch.
The brother and sister retreated, simultaneously unleashing their spirits.
It turned out they both possessed weapon spirits: the brother's was the Fiery Bow, the sister's the Ice Bow.
The brother gripped the Fiery Bow tightly, a blazing arrow condensing from the string. The flames danced with blazing light, seemingly consuming everything.
With a roar, he launched his arrow like a meteor, carrying a scorching heat wave as it whistled towards the Elder Xuanming Shield.
Not to be outdone, the sister unleashed an icy arrow from her Ice Bow, emitting a bone-chilling chill. Wherever the arrow passed, the air seemed to freeze, leaving a trail of white cold.
The old man Xuanming Shield calmly unleashed his "Xuanming Body Protection," instantly enveloping him in a shroud of blue light.
Within the light, the phantom of a black tortoise emerged, emanating an ancient and mysterious aura.
Flame and ice arrows struck the light, deflecting it, leaving only ripples on the surface, surprisingly unable to harm him.
Seeing this, Liu Feng exerted all his might to unleash his second soul skill.
Countless roots erupted from the ground beneath the old man Xuanming Shield's feet, once again wrapping around his body.
Although surrounded by countless blue silver grass roots, the old man remained well protected by his shield. Instead, the surrounding blue silver grass roots shattered, emitting a crisp sound.
Liu Feng continued to unleash his spirit abilities, while Liu Qing also employed healing spirit abilities to assist him. Countless new blue silver grass roots continued to emerge, seemingly endless, as if proclaiming the old man's unyielding will.
Aunt Liu, forcing herself to grit her teeth, took flight again.
Her face was as pale as paper, a trace of blood still lingering at the corner of her mouth, but her eyes held a resolute look.
She unleashed her spirit ability, "Fourth Spirit Ability: Thousand Feather Wings," once again. Countless feather-like attacks, like a gust of wind, whistled with a sharp roar, engulfing the old man with the Mysterious Shield.
He swung his shield, blocking each feather one by one, the clinking of shield and feathers creating a clanging sound.
But as the attacks continued, he began to feel the strain. His arms began to tremble slightly, and beads of sweat formed on his forehead.
Ah Yin seized the opportunity and rushed forward like a flash of blue lightning, so fast that people could hardly see her figure.
The spear in her hand pierced the old man's chest, and the old man quickly blocked it with the Xuanming Shield.
Ah Yin used force to pick it away with powerful force, and then stabbed the spear into the old man's throat.
The old man widened his eyes in horror and wanted to dodge but it was too late.
With a "puff" sound, the spear pierced the old man's throat, and blood gushed out and splashed on the ground.
The body of the old man with the Xuanming Shield slowly fell down, and his eyes gradually lost their luster, ending this fierce battle.
At the same time, with a bang, the White Tiger Spirit Master and Zhang Feng also ended the battle. Dust and smoke filled the place where the few people fought.