I Can Use Myriad Divine Abilities-Chapter 92: Fierce Battle (Part 1)

The vast wilderness felt desolate and uninhabited.

In the dense underbrush, a gray hare cautiously peeked its head out of its burrow.

It perked up its long ears, listening to the sounds around it.

Recently, many hawks had appeared, causing harm to its kind, so it had to be extra careful.

Suddenly, the hare’s long ears twitched.

It heard a strange noise rapidly approaching from afar.

The gray hare was so frightened that it instantly retreated back into its burrow, hiding deep underground.

However, the rumbling sound grew increasingly louder, as if numerous horses were galloping, their iron hooves pounding heavily on the ground, causing the dirt from the walls of the burrow to drizzle down.

After a long time, the external noise gradually faded away, and the gray hare poked its head out again.

It anxiously looked towards the direction where the sound had disappeared.

All it saw was a rolling cloud of dust in the distance!

Over a hundred riders galloped past the plain, arriving at the edge of a forest.

"Dismount!"

With the command from Vice Hall Master Gao Sheng, a group of Battle Hall warriors swiftly dismounted.

Leaving a few behind to tend to the horses.

Under the guidance of a scout, they stealthily entered the depths of the forest.

Ancient trees soared with vines everywhere; there were no paths for passage, only a crisscross of hidden animal trails, like a maze.

Without a guide’s lead, it was very easy to lose direction.

Zhang Yuan, holding his Yanling Saber, followed in the middle of the team.

No one spoke; their movements were silent and swift, taking just the time it takes for an incense stick to burn to traverse the forest.

Suddenly, nestled in a valley, an abandoned manor appeared in everyone’s sight!

Who would have thought, in this remote wilderness, there would be such a structure.

The manor was not large, enclosed by three white walls.

The layout of the houses inside was not the usual, arranged in rows and columns with precise neatness.

All were white.

Appearing extremely eerie!

The manor gates were tightly shut, with a tall white banner erected in front.

The black character "Righteous" on the banner was particularly striking, exuding a chilling aura.

A Yi Manor?

Could these houses be filled with coffins?

Witnessing this scene, Zhang Yuan pondered secretly.

This was identified as a Yin Mountain Sect stronghold by the Linhe Sub-Branch, but on the surface, there were no signs of life.

The manor seemed desolate for a long time, looking around it was a scene of deathly stillness!

"Zhang Yuan, Qin Jiu, Zheng Yanjun, Ding Mincai..."

Zhao Jinlan called out the names of eight people in one breath and pointed to the slopes on the south and north sides of the manor: "You all split into two teams to guard these positions, act at your discretion!"

The Battle Hall warriors whose names were called, including Zhang Yuan, all carried bows and arrows.

"Understood!"

Zhang Yuan responded in unison.

Eight people split into two teams, reaching the south and north slopes in no time, looking down at the manor from a height.

They were tasked with covering teammates and intercepting enemies!

Zhang Yuan was well aware this was Zhao Jinlan looking out for him, allowing him not to rush into the most dangerous frontline.

But correspondingly, Zhang Yuan’s chance to seize Source Material was also less.

He planted the three quivers he brought into the soil in front of him.

Each quiver held twenty Triangular Feathered Arrows, totaling sixty arrows.

Zhang Yuan grabbed a handful in his hand.

At this very moment, the attack on the Yin Mountain Sect stronghold began!

Dozens of Battle Hall warriors charged forward, stopping just ten paces from the manor walls.

They untied the large bamboo tubes strapped to their backs.

Zhang Yuan had long noticed these bamboo tubes carried by the warriors but couldn’t guess their purpose.

Now the answer was revealed!

The warriors held the large bamboo tubes, unscrewed the caps on one end, then aimed them at the manor ahead.

The next moment, streams of dark brown liquid shot out from the bamboo tubes, dousing the buildings inside the manor, the pungent smell rapidly spreading.

Even Zhang Yuan on the north slope smelled it.

Volatile Oil!

He quickly understood.

Once all the oil was sprayed, the Battle Hall warriors tossed the empty tubes into the manor.

They retreated in unison.

Woosh! Woosh!

Two flaming rockets shot into the manor, instantly igniting the freshly spilled volatile oil.

Intense flames shot skyward!

Using volatile oil as an ignitor, the roaring flames engulfed the entire manor with astonishing speed, setting the buildings ablaze one by one.

The fire was so fierce, it was uncontrollable.

Yet at this point, there was still no movement inside the manor.

No zombies appeared, nor were any Yin Mountain Cultists seen.

It seemed the Battle Hall’s operation would be in vain!

At this moment, Gao Sheng decisively ordered, "Break the gates, smash the walls!"

His words had just fallen.

Twenty warriors wielding warhammers immediately stepped forward, swinging their weapons towards the gate and walls.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

These warriors, broad-shouldered and muscular, wielded their iron hammers with overwhelming force, shattering wood and stone into scattered debris.

Boom!

The manor gate first succumbed, smashed down forcefully.

Next, the courtyard walls.

This methodical, step-by-step, layered battle strategy left Zhang Yuan awestruck.

He suddenly realized his understanding of the Furious Whale Gang was still very shallow.

The power and foundation of this gang were far stronger and deeper than he could ever have seen!

In just a short time, the manor’s gate and both side walls were demolished.

The warhammer warriors retreated again.

Everyone quietly watched the burning manor, fully alert and ready.

Boom!

Suddenly, a building within the manor exploded, revealing a colossal lead-gray zombie.

Iron Corpse!

It roared, raising the chain hammer in its hand, demolishing the still-burning buildings one by one.

Swarms of shattered stones and flames filled the air.

Then, hordes of zombies surged out from the ruins.

They charged out like a tide!

"Battle Hall disciples, prepare to engage!"

With Gao Sheng’s fierce cry, bright long blades were lifted high.

The cold gleam of the blades illuminated faces filled with resolute determination!

On the north slope, Zhang Yuan quickly grabbed a quiver of Feathered Arrows.

He abruptly bit through his tongue, spraying vital blood onto the clustered triangular arrowheads!

The crimson blood splattered on the silver-black metal surface, instantly casting a faint blood glow.

Zhang Yuan returned the arrows to the quiver, keeping one between his fingers.

He drew his bow, nocked the arrow, and aimed at a white-haired zombie just charging out from the manor!

At that moment, Zhang Yuan’s consciousness fully immersed into his bow and arrows, as if they were an extension of his body.

In his perception, everything around ceased to exist.

Zhang Yuan could only see the ferociously snarling zombie.

He suddenly released the taut bowstring.

The Cloud-Piercing Arrow was unleashed!