Chapter 734: The Mad Level 6 Warrior

Seeing that Jin Wen had fully reverted to his true form, Luo Yan automatically stepped back from the combat zone and watched from afar, though he was also eager to take action.
Having returned to his beast form, Jin Wen’s strength had increased tenfold once again, now making him comparable to a Level 6 warrior. Although he was still not as strong as Wang Yuanming, the gap was no longer significant. All he needed was to land attacks that could harm Wang Yuanming—defeating a stronger opponent was not impossible.
Although Jin Wen’s strength was still inferior to Wang Yuanming’s, his speed surpassed Wang Yuanming’s, something even Ye Feng and the others hadn’t expected. Wang Yuanming was even more surprised, while Jin Wen remained indifferent, neither happy nor sad.
This was the strongest opponent he had faced since birth. Only by returning to his full true form could he have a chance of winning this battle. Though he still had a trump card, it wasn’t true strength and was usually only used to save his life.
In his beast form, every part of Jin Wen’s body was a weapon for combat. He was a natural close-quarters combat king, an unparalleled existence among the Chaos Beasts.
Wang Yuanming remained cautiously vigilant. With an unknown creature, it was best to be cautious first, assessing the opponent’s strength before striking.
Jin Wen, of course, wasn’t so patient. He unleashed a barrage of fierce attacks.
His front paws, back paws, sharp teeth, elbows, knees, and long tail—every part he could use was employed.
Wang Yuanming struggled desperately to defend himself. Although Jin Wen’s attacks weren’t at the level of a Level 6 warrior, they were already very close. Earlier, when hit by those two, he had suffered almost no damage, but now, a single strike could injure him. This was because not only was Jin Wen’s internal energy nearly on par with his own, but his mastery level of fused techniques was also slightly higher. Moreover, each of Jin Wen’s close-quarters attacks contained Level 54 fused techniques, forcing Wang Yuanming to resist with all his might while repeatedly summoning his own Level 52 fused techniques.
Following his beastly instincts, Jin Wen targeted vital areas on Wang Yuanming’s body—places that could be fatal—forcing Wang Yuanming to defend constantly. Coupled with his slower speed, even though Wang Yuanming’s true strength was slightly greater, he was still in a constant state of being attacked.
After nearly a period of time equivalent to drinking tea, Jin Wen finally stopped attacking.
Wang Yuanming looked at him in confusion.
“It’s your turn to attack now,” Jin Wen said, clearly treating him merely as a test to gauge his own strength.

This annoyed Wang Yuanming somewhat. After all, he was a sixth-level powerhouse, just one step away from being able to condense a large universe within his body. In the highest realms, his strength was considered mid-to-high, and his status was quite lofty. But here, in front of a third-level powerhouse, the other party didn’t even regard him as a threat.

He slowly drew a long sword from his storage ring.

Seeing that sword, Ye Feng’s eyes lit up—it was a mid-grade supreme treasure. In contrast, Jin Wen seemed slightly more dangerous, for no matter how strong his body was, he couldn’t resist the cutting power of a mid-grade supreme treasure.

A dangerous aura emanated from Wang Yuanming, causing Ye Feng to frown. He knew that was the Sword Path Divine Art. He hadn’t expected Wang Yuanming to have integrated such a divine art.

Wang Yuanming was also annoyed. He had practiced nine types of divine arts, but only the Sword Path of Slaughter had been integrated into his divine arts. It was somewhat regrettable.

“Jin Wen, be careful,” Ye Feng transmitted. “The 53rd-level divine art dominated by the Sword Path of Slaughter is likely even more powerful than your 54th-level integrated divine art.”

Jin Wen stared intently at Wang Yuanming, not daring to relax at all, as he could clearly sense the sharpness of the sword. If that sword pierced him, it would surely create a huge wound. Though not fatal, it would be extremely painful.

“Ah…” Wang Yuanming gradually descended into madness. “Blood! I want your blood to wash away today’s humiliation!”

Jin Wen’s vision blurred—Wang Yuanming had already disappeared. A sense of danger came from behind, so he immediately drew out his tail.

With a soft “click,” intense pain shot through Jin Wen’s tail as the sword cut it in half, hitting his tailbone with a faint sound.

In pain, he quickly retracted his tail. Wang Yuanming withdrew his sword, wiped the golden blood from it, and licked his fingers.

“Blood… I want fresh blood…” tasting the blood, he became excited again. His figure flashed, and he disappeared from Jin Wen’s sight once more.

This time, he attacked Jin Wen’s arm. With a single swing, blood gushed forth. After using the Sword Path of Slaughter, Wang Yuanming’s speed had increased several times, even surpassing Jin Wen’s.

Ye Feng frowned slightly and transmitted to Luo Yan, “Luo Yan, go help him. Jin Wen can’t beat him in this state.”

Luo Yan nodded. After a roar, his physique began to swell dramatically. Already tall, he now stood over ten feet tall, with a terrifying appearance. This was his full form as a zombie.
Once in his full form, he charged toward Wang Yuanming.
Seeing more people join the battle, Wang Yuanming grew even more excited. He abandoned his pursuit of the Golden Pattern and appeared in front of Luo Yan in an instant.
“Roar…” Luo Yan stretched out a claw, but Wang Yuanming slashed his wrist with a sword, sending blood flying. His defense was weaker than that of the Golden Pattern, but fortunately, his recovery ability was stronger. In just a moment, the wound disappeared.
This seemed to disappoint Wang Yuanming. He thrust his sword repeatedly, each strike causing a spray of blood, but Luo Yan’s wounds healed instantly.
Ye Feng frowned slightly. Although Luo Yan wasn’t afraid of injury, it seemed that even if the two worked together, they wouldn’t be a match for the mad Wang Yuanming. Continuing this fight was pointless.
“You’re no match for him. Come back. I’ll take care of it!” Ye Feng stepped forward, his level 90 fusion divine skill, rooted in the Way of the Dominant Sword, gathering immense power.
Although Wang Yuanming was in a frenzied state, fear flashed briefly in his eyes. Yet that fear was quickly swallowed by madness as he darted toward Ye Feng.