High Martial World: I Gain Passive Skills Daily-Chapter 250 - 49: Journeying to the Underworld to Rally Old Forces, 100,000 Banners to Slay Yama (Three-in-One) (Part 3)

Chapter 250: Chapter 49: Journeying to the Underworld to Rally Old Forces, 100,000 Banners to Slay Yama (Three-in-One) (Part 3)

Chen Kuang had already instantly dashed to a place less than ten zhang away from Su Huaiying.

That speed...?!

Impossible!

Jiang Wei’s heart was shaken; his mount had long been the Profound Celestial Horse, and naturally, he was most familiar with its speed.

But just now, Chen Kuang’s speed definitely surpassed the Profound Celestial Horse!

This is not a level that can be reached by the Tower Ascension Realm!

However, Jiang Wei did not choose to pursue but instead furrowed his brows tightly.

Chen Kuang moving in this direction was not heading towards breakout but instead stepping further into the encirclement... He couldn’t understand.

Does this mean walking right into a trap?

Chen Kuang exchanged a glance with the Little Princess, instantly knowing she was not being stubborn.

She believed Chen Kuang would die, mostly from a calculated conclusion by someone, and based on that conclusion, she appeared here to save Chen Kuang.

Because Chen Kuang had heard before that Su Huaiying went to Yong’an State with Zhang Zhizhou, this conclusion probably came from Zhang Zhizhou.

"Then Zhang Zhizhou should still be with the Little Princess now... I wonder where he is at this moment?"

As soon as Chen Kuang had this thought.

He saw a figure emerge from behind Su Huaiying.

It was a middle-aged man whose appearance almost perfectly matched the stereotypical image of an erudite Confucian Scholar.

He wore a long Confucian robe, with a wooden hairpin inserted upright, looking as if he could burst into a set of "zhi hu zhe ye" at any moment.

That person was, of course, Freedom Mountain’s head disciple, Zhang Zhizhou!

Zhang Zhizhou glanced around, nodded, and smiled:

"Just right."

He drew the wooden hairpin from his head and with a slight shake, the hairpin suddenly split open at the center, began to grow wantonly, sprouted into branches, and blossomed into dazzling peach flowers.

"It’s a pity this season isn’t suitable for viewing peach blossoms."

Zhang Zhizhou sighed.

"However... I’ve always felt it’s quite elegant to occasionally do things out of season."

He swiped the peach branch transformed from the wooden hairpin in mid-air and said indifferently: "This fertile soil can be a peach grove——"

"Let the seeds sprout."

"Swish! Swish! Swish!..."

Just as Zhang Zhizhou’s words fell, an intensely present rustling sound erupted from various parts of the battlefield.

"What is that?!"

"What’s happening? What’s that?!"

"Ah!"

"Retreat!"

"Be careful!"

Amid the chaos, no one was able to react.

Throughout the battlefield, numerous trees suddenly forced their way through stone slabs and soil, rapidly grew, becoming tall, towering peach trees!

The growth speed of these peach trees was unbelievably fast, almost instantaneous!

Amid the battlefield, soldiers focused on the enemies had completely overlooked what lay beneath their feet.

These peach trees were clearly not ordinary peach trees.

Peach trees grew extremely fast, yet their terminal branches were incredibly sharp, and the trees themselves were sufficiently durable, their hardness comparable to metal.

Consequently, as these peach trees grew, they pierced through everything above like a sharp sword!

"Pierce! Pierce! Pierce!..."

The soldiers were thus impaled, one after another, by the peach trees from tail to head, hoisted off the ground, and hung upon the treetops.

Blood flowed in large patches down the trunks, along with many organs, splattering onto other soldiers, and over their stupefied faces.

The peach trees absorbed the blood, and within moments, blossomed with vibrant, beautiful, and copious peach flowers!

Blood, scattered limbs, and peach blossoms formed an eerie tableau.

Red blossoms like a cloud, a splendid peach grove, was thus instantaneously formed at a corner of the battlefield.

The soldiers abruptly retreated en masse, displaying horrified expressions, and were subsequently slaughtered by the Huo Family Army taking advantage of the opportunity.

Yang Kingdom’s army morale sharply fell at that instant.

Jiang Wei’s complexion changed, only to see the Divine General above suddenly losing strength, his shoulder struck, causing half of his body to fall backward.

"Boom!!!"

The dual-faced Dharma Image aggressively pursued, brandishing the Vajra Pestle, directly smashing the Divine General’s arm!

Jiang Wei spewed a mouthful of fresh blood, his right arm instantly streaming with blood.

As the formation’s core, damage to the Dharma Image naturally inflicted damage on him.

His face turned grim, loudly commanding the remaining soldiers.

"Hold positions! Maintain formation! Don’t panic! Reinforcements will arrive quickly! The opponent cannot endure for much longer!"

Jiang Wei really wasn’t lying.

Above, after that strike, the dual-faced Dharma Image already began to self-corrode, crumbling...

The Image’s body fragmented into pieces, scattered into the void, disappearing as though a temple statue eroded by time.

Below, many divine souls, some weaker ones, began to vanish.

The entire battle situation looked like the Huo Family Army held the upper hand, but it was more like the last rally before the end.

As soon as the opponent added a bit more to the balance, it would instantly tilt...

Su Huaiying, holding the "Retrospective Bell," was already trembling extensively, her face nearly white, evidently nearing her limit.

Her cultivation level was still too weak.

Originally, she shouldn’t even be able to activate the "Retrospective Bell."

But due to the many Elixirs in the secret realm, she had used them to sustain the Divine Power of the "Retrospective Bell."

Under normal circumstances, consuming Elixirs so early would affect Spiritual Qi quality.

Yet Su Huaiying didn’t mind that; not only could her Cultivation Technique perfectly purify and refine these impurities, but even without it, she had at least three methods to solve this issue.

Six hundred years of reincarnation brought her far more than just a mature mind.