CHAPTER 372: CHAPTER 357 INTENSE BATTLE

Bang bang bang!

They continuously crashed, pounding the Chechi Kingdom’s stronghold.

These hundred strong Daoist soldiers formed a grand formation, under the leadership of Zhang Family’s Holy Son, fought their way in.

"Kill!"

"Crush them!"

One after another, the Daoist soldier players growled lowly.

They communicated with each other in the game channel.

"West Continent Team, you’ve taken Alice’s virus, go attack the opponent directly!"

"Steel Mountain Team, you have the Blacklight Virus rules from the Prototype world, with powerful resistance to attacks, enough to..."

...

They continued to exchange words.

They possessed martial arts, fist skills, bloodlines obtained from world rules... These were the Celestial Dao rules of the local area, absorbed by them as their own rule power.

Meanwhile, with their relentless attack, the three State Preceptors opposite began to panic.

"Where did these death warriors come from?"

"They’re not afraid to die, are they? With the power of rules at this level, they should cherish their lives more, how could they sacrifice for Zhang Family’s Holy Son..."

The three State Preceptors began to panic, but unfortunately, it was of no use.

Only to see Immortal Yang Li unleash all kinds of Dao skills, flying and earth escape, flying sand and stone, while Immortal Hu Li charged forward to fiercely fight, and Immortal Lu Li was extremely nimble, moving like an assassin, cutting off the throats of numerous Daoist soldiers.

They also formed a perfect trio combination.

Slash!

One by one, the Daoist soldiers fell.

Yet the three State Preceptors were terrified, as the Daoist soldiers were incredibly ferocious, disregarding their lives, even using their lives as bait.

"They’ve successfully entangled those with constraint power."

"The self-destruction squad is ready!"

"Crush them!"

"I’ve caught them!"

..

Bang bang bang!

One after another, the Daoist soldiers orderly self-destructed, the ground became bloody, countless remnants exploded, souls of powerful beings scattered.

Zhang Yun felt his scalp tingle.

In the game, it’s akin to doing a dungeon quest.

A group of people self-destruct, self-harm, using blood to drag the boss, but in reality, it’s just horrifying...

"Holy Son, now’s the time!" Zeng Ciwen shouted, "Don’t let our efforts go to waste! Their sacrifice is warranted, you showed us kindness, and we can only repay you with our lives!"

Zhang Yun was silent.

To offer one’s life?

"I understand, if I survive, I will treat you well!" Zhang Yun’s eyes became icy cold, showing a trace of solemnity, holding a long sword, seizing the opportunity created by others and charged forward, "These death warriors... I hope not too many of you die..."

As he stepped over countless corpses to take the Holy Son’s seat, his heart was devoid of emotion, filled only with benefits and value... Even if he favored Pan Jinlian, it was merely a relative fondness for her innocence and kindness, seeing her as a perfect hostess.

Originally, he intended to use these death warriors, yet an unprovoked crack appeared in the high wall of his heart.

These righteous men were noble and virtuous, but his own heart was so sordid and vile...

Boom!

Zhang Yun unleashed unprecedented combat power.

His muscles bulged, the whole person grasped an amber-colored long knife, enveloped in aura, directly cutting towards the opponent.

"Chechi Kingdom’s Three Immortals! Die for me!" He roared, as if piercing through the clouds.

He knew he was the only main fighting force, their sacrifices were merely a distraction, buying him time...

In the shadows, Zhu Zhengwei was watching the battle, which was fought with great difficulty.

"Zhang Yun, stronger than I was, much stronger! No wonder he’s the contemporary Holy Son of the earthly aristocratic family, such combat power is staggering... Alone, with player support, challenging Immortal Hu Li, Immortal Lu Li, and Immortal Yang Li!"

"Someone like him, hiding so deeply, is surely an outstanding figure among the Holy Sons, potentially having a place in the Celestial Court in the future."

"After all, Chechi Kingdom’s ordeal is already mid-stage of Journey to the West, the monsters here are indeed terrifying!"

He gauged the combat strength, feeling slightly alert.

Although he was Zhenyuanzi, he could only use such "underhanded tricks," recruiting reincarnated individuals, attacking secretly, seizing forces, obtaining resources.

"Kill!"

Zhang Yun swung the knife.

"Team Three, now is the moment, quickly self-destruct!" Zeng Ciwen commanded while fighting.

Boom!

The terrifying explosion battered the three demon strongmen, severely injuring them.

They showed disbelief on their faces, how could there be such powerful beings who ruthlessly committed suicide? This results in soul dispersal, death, elimination from reincarnation, the worst outcome!

"Madmen! A bunch of madmen!"

Immortal Lu Li roared.

Bang.

The next second, Zhang Yun flicked his hand, cutting off Immortal Lu Li’s head.

The next moment, Immortal Lu Li’s head was about to fly back to its original place, but several already prepared Daoist soldiers warriors viciously smashed the head.

Immortal Lu Li’s headless body twitched, unable to fight anymore.

"Damn it!"

The other two attempted to leave, but unfortunately it was too late.

After a brutal battle, they finally took down the opponent.

"Count the numbers."

"Report, 145 dead, only 51 Daoist soldiers left."

...

Listening to this tragic number, Zhang Yun stood with his hands behind his back, drenched in blood, silent for a moment.

These were at least demon-level geniuses, yet so many fell, showing how difficult these three demon Daos were.

"Well done, we won this time, capturing a place of calamity, it’s a major boon for our Zhang Family..." Zhang Yun couldn’t hide the joy in his eyes, "These three immortals’ heads, contain the Celestial Dao rules of Chechi Kingdom, take them, and we gain the passage document for this land..."

"Next, we just silently await Sun Wukong’s arrival, to refine this Celestial Dao’s child of fortune!" Zhang Yun pondered for a few seconds.

"Does that mean we’ve succeeded?" Pan Jinlian asked.

Zhang Yun shook his head, "This is only just the beginning... We wait for Sun Wukong to come, we have to be the whetstone, the amount of death and injury going forward, likely won’t be less than now."

After all, Sun Wukong will show no mercy, they not only need refinement but to survive.

Background monsters are taken by their backers before death, with life-saving talismans, without worries of life, but they are different.

The earthly aristocratic sanctuaries, people don’t care about you.

"Nevertheless, we seized Chechi Kingdom, this place is now ours, and soon we will..." Zhang Yun was about to smile.

When suddenly, a cold light attacked.

Zhang Yun slightly shifted his body, dodging the fatal blow, but blood bloomed on his shoulder.

"Who is it?" Zhang Yun showed a trace of solemnity, he did not share any messages, how could someone take advantage?

"Brother, it’s me."

A young man stepped out, revealing a cold smile, "Your achievements, I’ll gladly accept them, and your Holy Son seat, along with these loyal, righteous warriors under you, I’ll take them after your death!"

Zeng Ciwen and others slightly shocked, discussed in the game channel.

They lay in the endless bloody ground, sitting up, whispering, secretly watching.

"What’s this situation, after the dungeon is done, there’s also monster stealing? Is that cliché road also here?"

"Receiving us? Interesting."

"Zhang Yun seems cautious too, how could there be such a big slipup?"

"Jinlian, Jinlian, is it you, did you conspire with outsiders to poison your husband, Da Lang?"