Chapter 627: Frontline Breakthrough

Chapter 627: Frontline Breakthrough

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Yun Yang allowed instinct to take over, acting out whatever his mind could envision, even before he could think it through.

The saber light glowed, encircling the seven to eight people that faced him. The assassins felt the pressure mounting on them but they could only exert more force and pushed forward. The courageous one would always win, should the two meet in a narrow alley. Since Yun Yang was giving his all, he was playing right into their hands.

In spite of it, what happened next shocked the assassins. Had the fellow achieved terminal lucidity? He was actually gaining more strength, his saber strikes were gaining strength, each blow harder than the last.

It was ruinous. The assassins could only keep going while groaning inwardly, hoping that the man's sudden burst of energy would pass quickly.

Amidst the tidal wave of attacks, Yun Yang, who was wobbling unsteadily, suddenly roared into the sky as the saber in his grip flared. An indescribably brilliant saber light expanded.

"Clang, clang, clang…"

The sound of weapons colliding into each other rang continuously. Those who were attacking Yun Yang all felt as if they were being hacked by a gigantic ax used to hew down a mountain by a God. A power that threatened to destroy everything in its path forced the killers to stumble away, causing the battleground to widen and a loophole to emerge.

Yun Yang's howl was filled with a sense of determination.

"He's going to escape!"

The eyes of the leader in black were bright. "Everyone, go in!"

Other than the leader, the assistant and even the man with the broken arm charged forward to stop Yun Yang. The assistant was embarrassed to stay by the leader's side after being criticized earlier; the latter's contemptuous gaze made him feel like he was indeed a pig.

'Am I a pig? No, of course not!'

'So I should go fight.'

'Looking at those eyes… f*cking hell, I'll tell my brother-in-law when I go back. You don't want to be grouped together with me? I f*cking don't want to be yoked to you either!'

As the four men who had previously been observing joined in the battle, the pressure on Yun Yang hiked abruptly while the loophole that had momentarily emerged closed up once again.

Yun Yang was panting harshly as if he was close to wheezing the lobes of his lungs out at the very next moment. He could barely hold on...

Encouraged by the sight, the assassins gained more energy.

"Go harder! That'll end him then!" hollered the assistant.

He should have thought twice before yelling out meaningless orders. The moment he did, almost all the killers subconsciously rolled their eyes.

'Have you not been crying out the same thing?'

'Big brother, you've shouted this for about forty different times or so since the beginning!'

'Go harder? Go your f*cking harder! Do we still have more energy?'

'F*cker… Do you think everyone is as lazy as you are? Going off to rest for so long…'

Regardless, Yun Yang's state seemed to worsen under the full onslaught of so many assassins. Not only was he staggering and pale, drenched in sweat, he was barely able to keep his footing and maintain his form.

The frequent clanks sounded like a blacksmith forging iron.

Yun Yang's current state was different from how it previously was. Compared to the façade earlier, only half of how he was now was a pretense; the other half, a larger portion of him, was truly exhausted.

Such a situation seemed to defy logic. It sounded contradictory when described with words, but this was how Yun Yang truly felt. The basic Qi in Yun Yang was still surging and endless; if one were to just rely on mystical Qi, there was no worry of it being depleted. Even if he were to go on for another three days, it was possible that the Qi would still not be expended. In this aspect, he was in his optimal state.

Nonetheless, the reflection of combined combat power was not only on the mystical Qi cultivation base. There was also an emphasis on individual combat skill, tactical skill, and depletion of physical strength. These combined aspects would then embody an individual's optimal combat strength.

Yun Yang could maneuver his mystical Qi, skill method, and tactics with great ease but the last aspect, his physical strength, was showing signs of exhaustion. After all, he was being constantly and brutally struck. In the face of such aggressive battle, the massive depletion of energy was far beyond one's imagination. Even when he had the Endless Divine Art to depend on, fatigue slowly overtook him.

Of course, this did not mean that the Endless Divine Art was not powerful. It was merely unfortunate that Yun Yang's cultivation of this method was still too shallow; he had yet to reach adequate competency in this aspect. Perhaps, it was a distinctive reflection that one was not, and would never be, omnipotent!

The battle went on. The masked leader in black had been watching Yun Yang's movements slowly, paying close attention to each detail. Seeing that Yun Yang's exhausted state grew more apparent and as the state lingered, it was coming closer to when he would launch the decisive attack!

The bloodlust began to sparkle in his eyes.

On the opposite side, Shangguan Lingxiu had been observing this assassin who had yet to do anything. Her clear eyes were icy while her mystical Qi was cultivated to the brink.

However, the eyes of the leader in black who was ready to strike at any time to end this entire battle suddenly bulged. His orbs almost fell out of his eye sockets.

He witnessed the most shocking plot twist, so shocking that it caused him to quiver. It was like a person who was sound asleep suddenly jerking violently.

To everyone's knowledge, Yun Yang was already fatigued. Just as Yun Yang himself was thinking that he could no longer push on, a burst of energy seemed to erupt inexplicably within him, enabling him to regain his combat strength.

At that moment, Yun Yang who was the central person involved felt as if his bones and joints were abruptly dislocated. It was also in the same moment that a faint glow exploded from him. The layer of radiance vanished in a flash; if it were not for everyone paying close attention to him, they might not have seen it at all.

Then, everyone witnessed another shocking scene, this one more disturbing than the last. Yun Yang's sweat that drenched him turned black. It was like he was fighting but a gush of mud had erupted from his body!

A rush of mud! No, it was a tidal wave of mud that engulfed him instantly.

The masked leader and the rest of the assassins clad in black were simultaneously stupefied!

They all had a cultivation base of the heaven realm and above. Each one of them could be considered a cultivation expert. Everyone knew what state Yun Yang was in now.

'We're fighting for life and death here and you're actually experiencing a cleansing of meridians? What the heck is this progress?'

'Can you just fight properly?'

While the men clothed in black from head to toe were completely dumbstruck, Yun Yang himself was also very surprised by his current state.

However, unlike the assassins, he was aware that he was not experiencing a cleansing of his meridians now. There was something he understood but was not quite happening within him! His chakras!

According to the knowledge of Tianxuan Continent's cultivators, everyone had nine chakras in them; those who had nine awakened chakras would be gifted talents. Yun Yang did not really care about this; he already had all nine chakras awakened.

As such, he had always assumed that his attributes were already at its peak. He no longer had room for improvement regarding his given talents. Yet, right now, when his body had gone broken through countless limits and experienced countless cycles of exhaustion, he had awakened another two chakras without warning!

Indeed, there were two more awakened chakras beyond the nine chakras!

The moment he noticed the change, Yun Yang was so stunned that he almost lost control of his saber truth.