Chapter 876: Unafraid of Your Attack!

The situation was urgent; there was no time for joy or overthinking—his tone left no room for refusal!
Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling exchanged a glance and hesitated no longer. “If that’s the case, brothers, take care of yourselves!” With that, they charged into the enemy ranks, following the same path they came, barging through everything to force their way out.
With two masters at the Mythical Realm, coupled with the continuous supply of internal energy from the “Eternal Life Art,” four powerful spiral forces slammed into the crowd. Whether it was ordinary Mongol cavalry or commanders of hundreds or thousands, none could stand a chance against them. Amidst screams, people and horses tumbled as the two broke through dozens of meters, forcing their way out with a bloody path…
“Dareful!!”
The Yin Queen’s gaze turned icy as she rushed at Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling like lightning.
At the same time, Wanwan and Xi Ying also acted, flying over the crowd to chase after Xu Ziling and Kou Zhong. Only the Demon Marshal Zhao Deyan remained motionless, wearing a confident smile as he stared at Kai Xin, surrounded by countless troops: “Surrender, and I might spare your life!”
His domineering posture and condescending tone exuded an air of absolute control and intense pressure.
No wonder…
With the Yin Queen personally leading the Heavenly Lord and Wanwan to hunt down Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling, and himself trapped along with invincible enemies lurking nearby, the Demon Marshal had the audacity to speak such boldly.
But…
“Wanwan, go back!”
The Yin Queen’s shout and Wanwan’s slightly resentful voice came from behind: “Master…”
“Stop talking nonsense. Don’t think I don’t know you have an interest in this kid. If you still value me as your master, go back and bring me his head. Maybe I’ll spare Xu Ziling’s life.”
Kai Xin immediately sensed that Wanwan, having been sternly rebuked by Zhu Yuyan for repeatedly helping Xu Ziling in secret, was now coming his way.
It was well known that Wanwan had feelings for Xu Ziling, and the Yin Queen had seen through her plans to create an opportunity for the two to escape. That’s why she sent Wanwan here.
In that moment, Kai Xin felt as if he were being locked in by an extremely sharp gaze. A chill swept over him!
“Hmph!”
Wanwan indeed vented her anger on him: “I let you go yesterday, and you still dare to come back today… Today, I’ll see how you escape from my grasp.” She no longer referred to herself as a servant—clearly, Xu Ziling’s dire situation had made her hate Kai Xin, the culprit.
But Kai Xin didn’t care.

Sensing a powerful palm strike coming from behind, Kai Xin frowned slightly, immediately dodged to the side without hesitation, and fired two fingers in quick succession… Zhao Deyan, who had been standing smiling atop a height, intending to watch the spectacle, was caught off guard by Wan Wan’s palm strike and the two finger blasts aimed at him. His expression changed instantly: “So young, yet with such a vicious heart.” With that, he leaped aside to avoid the palm strike.
Boom!!
A Mongolian yurt behind him was instantly lifted off the ground by the fierce palm wind, revealing bags of provisions right in front of Kai Xin and countless Mongolian warriors.
Crack!!
To Zhao Deyan’s surprise, the two finger blasts suddenly changed direction and plummeted downward, causing the bags of provisions to explode violently, scattering their contents everywhere. Zhao Deyan was both shocked and enraged!
“Brat!!” It was only then that he realized Kai Xin’s true target wasn’t him but using Wan Wan’s palm strike to attack the provisions inside the yurt.
As expected…
Kai Xin secretly felt relieved.
Initially, when he noticed Zhao Deyan, Xi Ying, and Wan Wan appearing here, he had suspected it might be a trap set by the demonic sect, wondering if there were provisions stored in the yurt ahead. Now, he was completely convinced. Although there were traps set by the demonic sect, the provisions were real.
Seeing Zhao Deyan charging at him in anger, Kai Xin didn’t panic but smiled instead.
Though surrounded by countless enemies, ordinary soldiers couldn’t get involved in a fight of this scale…
Zhao Deyan’s “Soul-Returning Claw” came charging at him with great momentum.
Instead of retreating, Kai Xin stepped forward!
In this situation, he wasn’t afraid of Zhao Deyan attacking—he was afraid Zhao Deyan wouldn’t act!
As long as Zhao Deyan attacked, he would have a chance to set fire…
“Eight Methods of the Well!” His state activated, boosting his abilities by 10%!
“The fourth technique of the Eight Methods of the Well—‘Strategic Use’!”
The moves of a master at the Mythical Realm proved effective against another master at the same level.
Zhao Deyan’s claw tore through Kai Xin’s body. His pupils widened, filled with disbelief and anger. Before he could turn around, the Dragon-Slaying Sword struck hard against his nearly indestructible cloak…
Boom!!!
Underestimating his opponent, Zhao Deyan was sent flying by Kai Xin’s strike. The moment he stopped moving, he couldn’t believe his eyes. A boy with weak internal energy had actually defeated him in one move.
“The Eight Methods of the Well!” Wan Wan, who had caught up, immediately recognized the pattern of Kai Xin’s swordsmanship and blurted out.
“What weapon is that?”
Zhao Deyan stared intently at the majestic sword in Kai Xin’s hand, adorned with intricate dragon patterns. Spotting a glint of ancient brilliance within it, his eyes flashed with awe. He promptly tore off his cloak.

The cloak was torn open. On his back, the armor that had withstood countless battles on the battlefield now bore a shocking cut… Though not deep, it was enough for Zhao Deyan to realize the power of Happy’s dragon-slaying sword—after all, that armor had boosted his strength by a significant amount and was a key factor in his ranking among the top eight masters of the demonic sect.
“Once I kill you, your weapon will be mine,” Zhao Deyan murmured softly after his shock, a greedy smile flashing in his eyes.
However, that fleeting smile quickly froze as a result of Happy’s next move. Surrounded by countless enemies, Happy casually stepped back and landed on a yurt filled with food, pulling out a dark object emitting the smell of gunpowder and sulfur.
“Stop all of you!”
The voice came from Happy, clearly reaching every corner of the camp. The words that followed, as if imbued with immense power, froze the Yin Queen and Heavenly Lord, who were chasing Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling, as well as the countless Mongol warriors in the camp: “If this thing falls into the pile of provisions, your food will be completely ruined. Yin Queen, Heavenly Lord, you’re both seasoned veterans of the martial world—surely you know what Thunder Phosphorus Bombs are?”
“Stop!!”
As a military advisor, Zhao Deyan was well aware of the importance of provisions for an army. Seeing Happy take out the Thunder Phosphorus Bombs and stand in front of the pile of food, cold sweat immediately streamed down his forehead.
The Yin Queen, Heavenly Lord, and Wanwan all stopped and turned to look at Happy.
“Young Master Zhong, Young Master Ling, what are you standing around for? Go to the stables and get horses! Leave this place!”
Happy shouted loudly, his face filled with helplessness: There was no choice—the system had just instructed him to ensure the two of them escaped safely from the Yin Queen’s pursuit…