#724 - Chapter 724 Ordinary Disciple

Among the various races, the Demon, Siren, and Beast races faced immense pressure, each suffering the fall of powerful figures. Only the Human race seemed relatively at ease.

Little Qing and Mu Qianqian led the Human race's powerhouses deep into enemy territory, while Ji Changsheng was assigned by Little Qing to protect Ye Hongxue, Ye Qingjun, and the others.

Although Mu Qianqian's maturity was not yet fully developed, she was extremely decisive in action.

Her eyes held no trace of mercy. As a Boundary of Shackles realm expert, the Puppet Soldier Saint Emperors were no different from ants in her eyes. With a wave of her hand, she unleashed a wave of white light towards them.

The white light possessed unpredictable natural power. Once touched by it, the Puppet Soldiers coughed up blood, suffering severe injuries. Some with weaker strength even perished on the spot.

At that moment, in Mu Qianqian's hands, the myth of Saint Emperors being like ants was truly realized.

Little Qing also went all out, wielding her spiritual sword and charging into the crowd. She unleashed her full power without reservation. The power of chaos, supplemented by her Sword Dao realm, maximized her combat strength. In a short time, she killed two Saint Emperors, and even more Puppet Soldier Saint Emperors were injured by her.

Wang Xuan was not idle either. Controlled by his divine sense, he multi-tasked, wielding his spiritual sword to kill enemies while simultaneously controlling his twin hammers with the art of spiritual sword control, sending them soaring through the sky to attack the Puppet Soldiers.

Behind them, many Human race experts also unleashed Immortal Realm combat techniques, drawing upon the pressure of heaven and earth, often with several people joining forces to deal with a single Puppet Soldier.

In the rear of the battlefield, in a place unseen by most, Ye Ling hovered in the void, the Celestial Demon Zither resting horizontally on her lap.

Her eyes were focused as she meticulously played the ancient zither. Each note seemed gentle, yet it resonated with the sound of a great bell, drowning out the shouts and cries of the battlefield, clearly entering everyone's ears.

The zither music was targeted. Whenever it reached the ears of the Puppet Soldiers, they immediately felt a tremor in their nascent souls, sometimes dazed, sometimes drowsy, and often seeing illusions.

Caught off guard, a Puppet Soldier Saint Emperor, suddenly ambushed by his companion, was severely injured and sent flying while coughing up blood.

The same scene occurred throughout the battlefield. More than thirty Puppet Soldier Saint Emperors suddenly swung their weapons at their companions.

No one had expected their companions to suddenly attack them, so they were caught off guard and severely injured.

One unlucky Puppet Soldier Saint Emperor was even besieged by several companions, and his physical body was shattered in just a few breaths, forcing his nascent soul to flee into the distance.

However, as this Puppet Soldier Saint Emperor's nascent soul flew out of the battlefield, a zither note like the sound of a great bell came over.

The sound fell into his ears like a thunderclap, and the powerful sound waves stirred up layers of spatial ripples, shattering the Saint Emperor's nascent soul.

After this incident, a commotion broke out in the Puppet Soldiers' ranks. In just a moment, several Puppet Soldier Saint Emperors died at the hands of their companions, all of them killed unjustly by a joint attack.

"They are affected by the zither music and controlled by it! Find the person playing the zither and kill him!" In the Holy Abandoned World camp, a Puppet Soldier powerhouse roared to the sky, his voice like thunder, shaking the world violently.

This was an extremely powerful Puppet Soldier, having reached the peak of the Saint Emperor realm. His roar immediately awakened some who were almost controlled by the zither music.

Just then, an extremely powerful sword qi came from behind him, and a terrifying killing intent instantly enveloped his entire body, causing the Puppet Soldier powerhouse, who had reached the peak of the Saint Emperor realm, to shudder involuntarily and dodge to the side at the fastest speed without thinking.

A spiritual sword, wrapped in a layer of rich purple light and carrying a brilliant sword light, flashed through the spot where he had just stood. The sword's edge touched his clothes, and they were silently turned into a cloud of powder.

Wang Xuan arrived with his spiritual sword. Seeing that this Saint Emperor had dodged his attack, a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

However, his movements did not hesitate. With a twist of his wrist, the twin hammers transformed into a purple rainbow, piercing out, mixed with a dazzling white light. This was the sword qi that Wang Xuan had unleashed after comprehending the Sword Dao.

This kind of sword qi was a condensation of rules, already exceeding the scope of ordinary sword qi. At this moment, fused with the twin hammers, its power was obviously even stronger.

Seeing this, the Puppet Soldier powerhouse was not afraid. He let out a low roar, and the energy in his body surged like a tsunami, venting out from his body and forming a protective shield around him. He held a broadsword and slashed at Wang Xuan.

The broadsword burst out with a gray light, full of death, instantly forming a prison that enveloped Wang Xuan.

Being in the prison formed by the gray death qi, Wang Xuan immediately felt suppressed by a mysterious force, and endless gray light invaded his body, rapidly extinguishing the vitality within him.

Wang Xuan's eyes narrowed, and the natural power in his body flowed, rapidly extinguishing the death qi that invaded his body. Ignoring the gray prison in front of him, the spiritual sword in his hand pierced forward with an indomitable momentum.

"Ding."

Only a sound like the clash of steel was heard. The spiritual sword broke through the prison formed by the gray death qi and collided with the broadsword of the peak Puppet Soldier Saint Emperor from another world. The broadsword was instantly cut into two pieces by the spiritual sword.

The blade trembled constantly, making a buzzing sound, as if in fear.

The peak Saint Emperor from another world stared blankly at the broadsword that had been broken into two pieces in his hand, his face full of shock.

This broadsword had followed him for thousands of years, during which he had fought countless battles, growing along with him. Even in life-and-death battles with experts of the same level, his weapon would not be harmed in the slightest.

But at this moment, in front of Wang Xuan, it couldn't even withstand a single blow, being cut off like tofu.

"You... who exactly are you?"

The Puppet Soldier Saint Emperor was shocked. In his understanding, perhaps only an Emperor Realm expert could do such a thing.

But he didn't feel the pressure of an Emperor Realm expert from Wang Xuan.

"An ordinary disciple of逍遥 Peak."

Wang Xuan said lightly.

"No, impossible. How can a disciple from a small peak be so strong?"

The Puppet Soldier Saint Emperor let out a heartfelt sigh.

"That's because you are too weak. You talk too much. You can shut up now."

Wang Xuan imitated Ye Kong's appearance, saying in a very faint voice.