Chapter 103: Severing Your Arm

Chapter 103: Severing Your Arm

Duan Kun was already formidable in strength, and now with the addition of the Golden Armor, he became even more powerful. His abilities were only slightly inferior to Chu Jie’s.

With Duan Kun leading, Chu Jie could temporarily leave Wu Long and his six companions in relative safety. In truth, Chu Jie understood that the best strategy now was to escape with their people. But even if they wanted to flee immediately, they would have to fight fiercely first—to teach their enemies a lesson.

Moreover, if they really intended to run, it would be easy for just him and Duan Kun to escape because the Golden Armor enabled flight. Wu Long and his group, however, wore iron armor, which made flying impossible.

“Since you’ve sworn me as your leader, you must ensure their safety!” Chu Jie took out the Barbaric Cauldron and then produced a jade-green gourd filled with spirit-sucking insects—an item he had not used until now.

Under the influence of Chu Jie’s spiritual power, a swarm of these spirit-sucking insects emerged, some flying toward Wang Shan, others toward the warriors below.

“Hmph, petty tricks!” Wang Shan’s entire body radiated a crimson light, forming a spiritual shield on his surface. Any spirit-sucking insect that touched this red shield would instantly explode and perish.

Meanwhile, the mighty blade of the Wolong Saber struck the Barbaric Cauldron with a metallic clang, but the Barbaric Cauldron completely blocked the blow.

Below, the spirit-sucking insects infiltrated the group of warriors. Many with lower cultivation were immediately drained of a great deal of spiritual power. The insects then began to split—one became two, two became four.

The multiplying insects continued absorbing the warriors’ spiritual energy. Numerous warriors at the Hui Ling stage were drained dry and then slaughtered by Duan Kun and Wu Long’s seven companions.

The number of spirit-sucking insects grew rapidly—from a few hundred to five or six hundred. Chu Jie realized that if the insects multiplied too much, controlling them would become difficult. He sensed that his limit was about one thousand; beyond that, control would falter.

Wang Shan still pressed his attack.

The Wolong Saber’s second move: Transforming Dragon!

Wang Shan’s saber flickered in the air, and whether illusion or reality, the blade vanished, replaced by a gigantic azure dragon coiling around him.

A surge of spiritual power in Wang Shan’s body poured into the Wolong Saber.

Chu Jie’s eyes narrowed; behind him, nine golden suns materialized.

“Nine Dragons Sky-Rending Claw!”

The Reincarnation Scroll spun wildly, locking onto Wang Shan. Above Wang Shan’s head, a rift appeared, and a golden dragon claw shot out fiercely, descending upon him.

When the golden claw struck Wang Shan’s crimson shield, Chu Jie felt an unsettling instability.

The azure dragon entwining Wang Shan stirred as well, its massive form undulating in the air, its tail smashing toward the golden claw.

The golden claw could not maintain its form and shattered explosively. The nine suns behind Chu Jie vanished, returning into his body.

“Dragon Slash!” Wang Shan roared fiercely, his eyes gleaming with murderous intent as if he had marked Chu Jie as prey.

The azure dragon swam through the air and lunged at Chu Jie. Although Chu Jie’s Barbaric Cauldron floated before him, the dragon cleverly circumvented it and aimed directly at Chu Jie’s true body.

As it neared, the dragon flickered between blade light and dragon form in a bewildering display.

In the blink of an eye, the dragon crashed onto Chu Jie’s Golden Armor.

“Cut him in two! Explode! Explode! Explode!” Wang Shan bellowed.

The overwhelming aura in the sky drew the gaze of all the warriors below. Everyone presumed that Chu Jie would be cleaved in two by Wang Shan’s Dragon Slash.

The dragon pressed heavily upon the Golden Armor. At the contact points, blade energy crackled, and the scattered currents exploded in the air.

Countless runes appeared on the armor’s surface like a spiderweb, countering the Wolong Saber’s assault.

The blade energy sank an inch, and Chu Jie’s body was forced downward slightly, but the Golden Armor remained unscathed, resisting Wang Shan’s attacks with sheer resilience.

Wang Shan’s expression darkened. He swung the Wolong Saber again, pouring his spiritual power frantically into the blade.

The second Dragon Slash struck precisely at the same spot on the Golden Armor.

Still, the armor held firm.

All the warriors below fell silent, watching Wang Shan in the air. If his strongest strike could not break Chu Jie’s Golden Armor, how could they possibly break through the armor worn by Duan Kun?

Meanwhile, Duan Kun weaved through the crowd, delivering a flying kick that crushed a warrior’s skull.

His eyes aflame with bloodlust, Duan Kun slaughtered indiscriminately.

“The Golden Armor warriors are unbeatable. Let’s run! The Golden Armor warriors have already killed so many; we must flee!” Some warriors, unable to bear it, took off running, no longer daring to stay. They had thought their numbers would grant them strength, but seeing their attacks utterly fail to penetrate the armor shattered their morale.

“A bunch of useless trash! Use your artifacts to bombard that Golden Armor warrior! I refuse to believe you can’t break through! Anyone who runs, I’ll kill!” Wang Shan shouted from above.

At that moment, Chu Jie moved. His body became a streak of light flying toward Wang Shan. “Your Wolong Saber is quite good. I’ll take it for myself.”

With that, a cascade of light burst from his fist, forming the Universe Treasure Wheel. Now beside Wang Shan, Chu Jie swung the wheel in a deadly arc aimed at Wang Shan’s arm.

Simultaneously, Chu Jie felt a surge of blood-red energy flood his dantian, his spiritual power erupting wildly.

His strength multiplied severalfold instantly, and the Universe Treasure Wheel radiated with an unparalleled brilliance. Chu Jie realized this was a technique left behind by the old man from the dungeon.

The dantian’s disturbance clearly signified that Wang Shan was a descendant of the Wang family. Killing him would fulfill Chu Jie’s promise to the old man.

The wild spiritual energy amplified Chu Jie’s attack, all of which he funneled furiously into the Universe Treasure Wheel.

The wheel spun rapidly, like a blood-red sun, slicing toward Wang Shan’s arm at a speed too fast for the naked eye to track.

Even the azure dragon defending Wang Shan was instantly cleaved in two by the wheel.

With Wang Shan’s agonized roar echoing, Chu Jie’s Universe Treasure Wheel completed its mission—severing Wang Shan’s arm.

Cut off from his spiritual source, the Wolong Saber returned to its original form. Chu Jie snatched it up but could not use it immediately; he tossed it into the Barbaric Cauldron for later study.

Wang Shan stood stunned, as did the warriors below. Wang Shan had actually been dismembered.

Chu Jie himself was shocked. He had intended to strike Wang Shan’s head but doubted his power could sever the skull. He noticed the red protective shield was thinner around the arm and chose to attack there instead.

He hadn’t expected the bloodline left by the dungeon’s old man, hidden within him, to suddenly manifest—this forbidden technique had never appeared before. Now, it surged vividly in his dantian, multiplying his strength.

Though his power had grown dramatically now, Chu Jie feared that if he failed to kill the Wang descendant within half a year, this bloodline might become the scythe that ended his life.

His wild spiritual energy persisted, the blood-colored Universe Treasure Wheel spinning in the air as it flew toward Wang Shan.

Realizing he was no match for the wheel now, Wang Shan abandoned his comrades and fled with his severed arm, prioritizing his own survival.

Chu Jie transformed into a streak of light and pursued, but Wang Shan activated an unknown power, doubling his speed. Chu Jie gave up the chase and returned.

With Wang Shan’s departure, Chu Jie’s spiritual power began to calm, though he still felt discomfort.

Under his spiritual influence, the spirit-sucking insects grew frenzied, multiplying rapidly to fifteen hundred. Chu Jie absorbed some back into the jade gourd, leaving nearly a thousand outside, as he could no longer control them all.

Back on the ground, the Universe Treasure Wheel whirled swiftly around Chu Jie’s body, slicing any warrior he passed in half.

More warriors attempted to flee—seventy or eighty had lost their spiritual power to the insects and were desperate to escape, but if caught, they were crushed with a single blow.

“Run! Our leader has abandoned us!” Those left by Wang Shan began fleeing in panic, each person running causing others to follow.

Soon, more than half had escaped, while many others were killed by Chu Jie and his allies as they tried to flee.

By himself, Chu Jie had slain over eighty, and the slaughter continued until his spiritual power gradually subsided.

Duan Kun had killed over fifty, and Wu Long’s seven companions had also slain over fifty. The battlefield was strewn with corpses.

Though many fallen were at the Tiangang stage, numerous Hui Ling stage warriors had died as well, some reaching the sixth level.

Protected by the Golden Armor, Chu Jie and Duan Kun were unscathed. Wu Long’s group, clad only in iron armor, had sustained injuries, with Li Yao the most severely wounded.

Chu Jie retrieved a red pill from the Barbaric Cauldron—an elixir given by a peerless fiend long ago—and administered it to Li Yao.

Grateful, Li Yao swallowed the pill and sat down to meditate and recover. Though exhausted, Wu Long and his companions began rummaging through the corpses for cultivation resources.

Chu Jie remained steeped in murderous intent, struggling to restore balance. When his spiritual power finally stabilized, he inwardly scanned his dantian but found no trace of the bloodline, as if it had been an illusion.

The old man’s methods in the dungeon were truly formidable.