Chapter 62

The tall man suddenly stopped in his tracks, and both he and the old man looked around with a mixture of surprise and suspicion.

As the old man had said, if there were a large number of people lying in ambush here, they would not be able to escape their notice.

No matter how complex the environment, the places where a person could hide were always limited. Moreover, hiding one person was entirely different from hiding dozens or even hundreds of people.

The more people there were, the greater the concentration of human energy, and the greater the impact on the surrounding environment and wildlife.

If there were really so many people hiding here, the small animals nearby would have long since fled. However, with the keen eyesight of these two, they could see the little creatures hiding in the crevices of the trees, looking at them with eyes filled with fear and curiosity.

Therefore, they did not believe that a large number of people could be hiding here.

However, hearing the unmistakable sound of rustling that was not caused by the wind, their hearts sank.

"You, you're lying, boy," the tall man glared at him angrily. "Didn't you say there was no one here?"

The old man's eyelids twitched, and he cursed inwardly. It was extremely embarrassing to be on a mission with this guy, who even believed the enemy's words. Hmph, if it weren't for his good brother, he would have found a way to get rid of him long ago, instead of being embarrassed every time.

Rong Kaixuan was also taken aback. Although the tall man exuded a strong aura of killing intent, he was also endearingly simple-minded.

He smiled slightly and said, "I'm not lying to you. There's no one around here."

The tall man roared, "You heard the sound, didn't you...?"

Just as he said this, a black shadow flashed beside him, and the old man, like an arrow released from a bow, rushed toward Rong Kaixuan.

The old man, with his vast experience, seized the opportunity and struck without mercy.

Regardless of what was hidden around them, as long as they killed this boy, their mission would be complete.

Although Rong Kaixuan was talking to the tall man, his mind was highly focused, constantly observing the two men's every move.

At this moment, seeing the old man's figure rush over at an indescribable speed, his face did not show the slightest hint of panic; instead, it revealed a faint look of mockery.

The old man's heart sank, but there was no turning back once the arrow was released. He gritted his teeth and sped up even more.

"Slap..."

A black soft sword appeared in his hand, and it shot out like a venomous snake, piercing Rong Kaixuan's head.

However, at this moment, the old man's eyes finally showed a hint of regret.

Rong Kaixuan's head did not spurt blood; instead, his entire body exploded with a loud bang.

A faint trace of moisture appeared in the surrounding space, as if Rong Kaixuan's body was made of a bubble that burst, scattering countless droplets.

"An illusion..." the old man growled.

In fact, with his experience, he should have noticed it earlier. However, Rong Kaixuan was just a mid-stage Spirit Warrior, and he never imagined that this young man could use such a profound spell.

A spell that could create an illusion was at least a first-class superior level. Could a mid-stage Spirit Warrior really master such a high-level spell?

At this thought, a chill ran through his heart.

Perhaps, they had been too careless.

"Hmph, kill..."

A cold, icy voice suddenly echoed from all directions, and neither of them could pinpoint its source.

Then, the surrounding trees rippled, and dozens of figures leaped down, charging at the two men without fear of death.

The old man and the tall man's eyes widened in shock, and they both exclaimed, "Spirit Warriors?"

At that moment, they finally understood their earlier confusion.

It turned out that Rong Kaixuan had not been lying, because the hidden figures were indeed powerful Spirit Warriors.

Spirit Warriors were not human, or even living beings. When they concealed their aura and hid in the trees, they were like lifeless stones.

No wonder the small animals around had not fled; in their eyes, these beings were no different from rocks.

"Roar..." The tall man roared, and his fists, which were his best weapons, glowed with a fierce light. The special gloves on his fists were incredibly strong.

With one punch, the air around him became scorching hot.

His true qi condensed at a single point, and a thick, cold light shot out from the gloves.

"Boom..."

The cold light was powerful and fierce, with boundless strength.

The Spirit Warrior charging at him was instantly pierced by the cold light. Not only that, as it was forced back, the cold light continued to spread through its body, filling every corner in an instant.

Thus, its body exploded, and its spiritual energy dissipated back into the void.

With just one punch, he had completely shattered a Spirit Warrior.

This was a complete annihilation, not just an injury.

The Spirit Warriors summoned by Rong Kaixuan were extraordinary; they were all first-class superior, with the ability to draw on the spiritual energy of the surroundings to heal themselves in a short time. As long as they were not instantly killed, they could continuously absorb external energy to repair their injuries during battle.

Of course, this had a time limit. If the time exceeded, the core of the spirit would dissipate, and the Spirit Warrior would automatically vanish.

However, this time far exceeded the lifespan of ordinary Spirit Warriors.

First-class was first-class, far superior to the ordinary.

The old man's face changed slightly, and he whispered, "Gu Wu, don't be rash. There are many Spirit Warriors here. Can you kill them all?"

That one punch, though powerful, had consumed a significant amount of true qi. If he continued to use such full-force punches, the tall man would be exhausted after a dozen or so.

But looking at the dozens of Spirit Warriors surrounding them, the old man felt a chill.

To summon such a number of Spirit Warriors, was this guy really just a mid-stage Spirit Warrior?

Gu Wu chuckled, "Brother Zeng, don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

He growled again, and his fists swung continuously, but this time he controlled his strength, merely pushing the Spirit Warriors back and guarding their surroundings tightly.

The old man's figure flickered, and he stood beside the tall man, back to back, dealing with the surrounding Spirit Warriors.

The old man was calm and composed, and the tall man followed his lead.

The two of them stood firm like an island in the sea, unshaken by the fierce waves.

However, Rong Kaixuan seemed to be in a good mood. He let the Spirit Warriors tangle with them, hiding in the shadows and occasionally taunting them, but no matter how the old man tried to provoke him, he refused to show himself.

After a full hour, the old man and the tall man, though both powerful mid-stage Martial Masters with great endurance, began to feel a strong sense of fatigue.

Gu Wu suddenly roared, "What's wrong with these Spirit Warriors? It's been an hour, and they show no signs of dissipating."

The old man was startled, his eyes brightening. "Not good, these aren't ordinary Spirit Warriors. They are first-class. We've been tricked."

Although Spirit Warriors were fearless, their lifespan was strictly limited.

Ordinary Spirit Warriors would begin to dissipate after half an hour.

However, the dozens of warriors in front of them showed no signs of collapse, indicating their superior quality.

Engaging in a battle of attrition with these Spirit Warriors was a death sentence.

"Gu Wu, break out," the old man shouted. "The mission has failed. We'll go after his brother."

"Alright." Gu Wu's eyes lit up, and he roared, his gloves glowing as he unleashed a series of eight punches in one direction.

These eight punches were incredibly powerful, each one sending a Spirit Warrior flying and exploding mid-air.

After the eight punches, the eight Spirit Warriors in that direction were eliminated, and they had carved a path through.

However, the cost of these eight punches was not trivial. Gu Wu stumbled, his true qi almost depleted, and he nearly fell.

The old man acted swiftly, giving Gu Wu a pill and grabbing his collar, breaking through the gap.

Although there were dozens of Spirit Warriors, with only seven or eight in each direction, they could not stop the two Martial Masters from escaping after Gu Wu's attack.

However, just as they broke through the gap, a bright light suddenly appeared before them.

Countless light points rained down from the sky, fierce and scorching explosive projectiles, mysterious and eerie Kuishui ripples, all the most powerful attack spells of the Five Elements.

Spells were powerful forces released by Spirit Practitioners, condensed from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Although the old man was a mid-stage Martial Master, he dared not ignore the attack of spells, even if they came from a mid-stage Spirit Warrior.

Roaring, he swung his sword, creating a visible wall of sword light.

The sword light was sharp and fierce, cutting through the spells in front of him.

However, his feet suddenly trembled, as if an earthquake had struck, making it hard to stand.

The old man snorted, gathering his qi in his dantian and channeling it to his legs, standing firm like the roots of an ancient tree.

But when he retracted the sword light, his face turned grim.

For in that brief moment, the remaining Spirit Warriors had surrounded them again.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

Faint sounds came from behind the trees, and eighteen more figures emerged.

Eighteen more Spirit Warriors joined the battle.

Kill one, and three more come. See who can kill more, or who can summon more.

This was Rong Kaixuan's strategy.

"Kill!"

The numerous Spirit Warriors silently charged again...