Da Xuan Martial Saint-Chapter 717 - 403: Chen Mu, Seeking Guidance

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Chapter 717: Chapter 403: Chen Mu, Seeking Guidance

“This is bad.”

Yan Hong felt a chill in her heart.

The worst situation had occurred; their people were not able to withstand the full force of the Spiritual Ancestor!

After all, he was a genuine Blood Exchange Realm powerhouse. Even though they had more than ten Grandmasters, all with substantial strength including some top Grandmasters, and they had the Earth Fiend Formation Flags set up, the difference of one realm was a colossal gap!

Had they not separated and instead remained as a group of twenty, they mostly could have withstood Ling Huan’s assault. But the strength of those left was simply not enough, not nearly enough!

It was not until this moment.

That Yan Hong fully realized all of Ling Huan’s movements.

The opponent had some method to clearly know they had split up and purposely waited for them to be sufficiently scattered before hunting down those Grandmasters who were acting alone. This forced her to send out a signal to summon everyone to converge. And it was at this point that they attacked this group of people, constraining them to this place, waiting for the rest to return, one by one, to be dealt with.

The plan and strategy were not complicated; the key was still strength!

As a Princess of the Royal Family and the most outstanding woman of her generation within the Imperial Bloodline, Yan Hong had naturally encountered many Blood Exchange Realm experts, even touched upon the Celestial Human level, and had some understanding of the strength of Blood Exchange Realm powerhouses.

According to all the intelligence up to now, the methods and strength of the Spiritual Ancestor were equivalent to the external Blood Exchange Realm experts but did not reach the Celestial Human Level or the pinnacle just below Celestial Human like the Dragonwood Island Master.

However.

The power that the Spiritual Ancestor now displayed was, arguably, not much inferior to that of the Dragonwood Island Master!

This kind of strength was absolutely at the limit of what the Xunmu Cave Heaven, this minor world, could support. Or to put it another way, the Spiritual Ancestor’s strength might be even greater, only limited by the capacity of this world, and only able to display the current level!

“…”

At this time, Yan Hong’s expression was extremely ugly.

For herself, it was not yet a situation without hope; she indeed had a final life-saving card up her sleeve. But that could only allow her to escape alone. Yan Zhengyang and the others would all have to die here!

In such a situation, almost all of the Earth Fiend Formation Flags would be lost, and thereafter with only her left alive in the Xunmu Cave Heaven, it would be difficult to gain any more, only being able to hide as best as she could until the spatial passage reopened, to flee from here.

The losses were too great!

If only King Chu were here. With an ultimate master wielding the main flag as the Formation Core, the overall strength they could exhibit would be raised by at least twenty or thirty percent. This rise could mean the difference between life and death, certainly enough to withstand the attacks of the Spiritual Ancestor.

“Your Highness.”

Yan Zhengyang’s mouth was oozing blood, his gaze turning toward Yan Hong.

Others did not know, but he did; Yan Hong still had a personal life-saving means. At this moment, he said nothing more, merely giving Yan Hong a suggestive look.

It was time to leave!

If they didn’t leave now, it might be too late!

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Yan Family had always been favored by the Emperor. In the current situation, it was nearly a certainty of death. The reversal of fortunes was no longer possible, nor could everyone escape with their lives. He was no longer concerned about his own safety; as long as Yan Hong could escape, his descendants in the Yan Family would be well treated.

Yan Hong noticed Yan Zhengyang’s gaze and bit her lip slightly, her right hand unknowingly clutching a blood-colored jade ornament.

But.

Almost at that moment, there was a sudden turn of events.

All of them sensed a breath approaching rapidly from another direction, quickly closing in. Within moments, the figure reached near the battlefield and stepped out of the passageway. The person, dressed in simple clothing and holding an Earth Fiend Formation Flag in hand, was unmistakably Chen Mu.

Almost at the moment he arrived at the battlefield, the Earth Fiend Formation Flag in Chen Mu’s hands connected with the formation in the field, the burgeoning power of the Earth Fiend wrapping around Chen Mu as well.

“Be careful!”

In that split second, Yan Zhengyang shouted loudly.

Yan Hong did not hesitate to wave the main flag, directly and forcefully manipulating the power of the Earth Fiend within the formation, trying to wrap it around Chen Mu in an attempt to protect him.

‘Mu Chen’ had arrived!

Another top Grandmaster!

If they could protect him and add him to the formation, the formation’s power could increase by another ten percent. Perhaps they would then barely manage to withstand the Spiritual Ancestor’s offensive and find a slim chance to escape with their lives!

But what responded to everyone was the indifferent voice of Ling Huan.

“Futile struggle.”

Whoosh!

In an instant, he appeared in front of Chen Mu, sweeping forward with a greenish tree branch in his hand. His movements were without a trace of worldliness, not even a hint of vigorous momentum leaking out. But as the branch swept down, it tore apart the encircling Earth Fiend powers that were attempting to protect Chen Mu as effortlessly as one might tear curtains!

The branch rolled over unstoppably, its tip pointing directly at Chen Mu’s throat!

Ling Huan’s eyes were devoid of emotion. He had coldly watched Chen Mu and the others slaughter so many from the Spirit Human Tribe, all to annihilate everyone here, and at this point, all struggles were in vain. Just a bunch of Grandmasters…

Ding.

A crisp sound of metal clashing against metal reverberated.

Ling Huan’s eyes, which had always been as calm as an ancient well, suddenly rippled, and his face changed color. The Xunmu heart branch he was holding trembled violently. He stepped back two paces abruptly, flung his hand to disperse the force, and stopped the shaking of the Xunmu heart branch.