276: Berserk Power

Yan Chi's eyes were filled with blood-red color, and the crimson flames surrounding her body shifted from a scorching bright red to a deep, violent dark red. The fire was no longer just high temperature; it contained a primitive, destructive berserk will. Her long hair danced wildly in the heat waves, every strand seemingly catching fire, and the muscles beneath her armor bulged slightly, veins popping like coiling dragons.

Her Mid-stage Martial King aura climbed steadily, instantly breaking through the Late Stage threshold and continuing to rise! A suffocating pressure filled the air, and the protective light screens around the arena let out an overwhelmed creaking sound.

"It's been a long time since anyone has provoked me." Yan Chi's voice became low and raspy, as if it weren't coming from her throat but squeezed from deep within her chest, carrying a beast-like ferocity. "I hope your bones are as hard as your mouth was earlier!"

Before her voice finished, she had already vanished from the spot.

It wasn't extreme speed—it was a short-distance spatial teleportation!

In the next instant, she appeared three feet to the left of Flower Without Intent. Her spear swept out, and the dark red flames turned into a condensed, solid crescent slash. Everywhere it passed, the air was scorched into distorted ripples!

"So fast!" Flower Without Intent's expression changed drastically. The jade bead in his left hand shone brightly, and the light screen instantly expanded to its limit.

"Boom—!!!"

The crescent slash slammed heavily into the light screen. This time, it wasn't just ripples; there was a crisp sound like glass shattering! On the surface of the light screen, a shocking crack spread from top to bottom, nearly splitting the screen in two!

Flower Without Intent groaned, a trickle of blood leaking from the corner of his mouth. The jade bead was connected to his mind; when the light screen was damaged, he also suffered a backlash.

But Yan Chi gave him no room to breathe. After one strike, her figure flashed again, appearing on the right. Her spear was like a poisonous dragon emerging from its cave, piercing straight toward the crack on the light screen!

"Break!"

The tip of the spear concentrated extreme penetrating power, the dark red flames spinning like a drill.

"Crack!"

The crack shattered at the sound, the spear tip piercing through the light screen, stopping only half a foot from Flower Without Intent's chest!

Flower Without Intent was scared out of his wits. He hurriedly blocked with the folding fan short sword in his right hand while retreating violently.

"Clang!"

When the spear and sword met, Flower Without Intent felt an irresistible brute force. His tiger's mouth instantly split open, and the folding fan short sword flew out of his hand! He was knocked back thirty feet, slamming heavily against the protective light screen before sliding to the ground, spitting out a large mouthful of blood with a "wa" sound.

The whole place fell silent.

Everyone was stunned. The Hehuan Sect Young Lord, who had been trading blows with Yan Chi and even had a slight advantage just now, couldn't even take a single hit after Yan Chi went berserk!

Flower Without Intent struggled to get up, terror appearing in his eyes for the first time. He hurriedly pulled three items from his robes—a golden Talisman, a black bead, and a palm-sized bronze mirror.

"Golden Armor Talisman!" He slapped the golden Talisman onto himself, and instantly, golden light flared as an illusory set of golden armor covered his body.

"Yin Fiend Thunder Bead!" He threw the black bead at Yan Chi. It exploded in mid-air, turning into a sky full of black lightning, each bolt carrying a Yin Fiend Qi that could corrode the Divine Soul.

"Soul-Snatching Mirror!" The bronze mirror was aimed at Yan Chi, its surface emitting a gray beam of light specifically designed to attack the Divine Soul!

These three items were all his life-saving trump cards, each worth a fortune. Especially the Soul-Snatching Mirror, an Earth Rank top-grade Soul attack Magic Treasure; once hit by it, even a Peak Martial King would have their Divine Soul shaken and lose their combat ability.

However, facing the berserk Yan Chi—

"Roar!!!"

Yan Chi let out a roar that didn't sound human. The dark red flames erupted, turning into a fire storm that swallowed and incinerated all the black lightning! Those Yin Fiend Thunders, capable of severely wounding a Late Stage Martial King, melted instantly like snow before a blazing sun in the face of the violent flames!

As for the gray light from the Soul-Snatching Mirror—

Yan Chi didn't even dodge, letting the gray light hit her forehead. The blood-red in her eyes grew even more intense, but there was no confusion. Instead, she grinned, revealing pearly white teeth. "Is this all you've got?"

Soul attacks had a greatly reduced effect on her in her Berserk! When the Berserker Bloodline boiled, though her reason diminished, her will was like iron, and her Divine Soul was as solid as a fortress!

Flower Without Intent completely panicked. His greatest reliance—charm techniques, sonic attacks, and Soul attacks—were almost useless against the berserk Yan Chi! And as for close-quarters combat... looking at the folding fan short sword on the ground and Yan Chi's terrifying strength, he had no chance of winning!

"Third Miss! I surrender! I surrender!" Flower Without Intent shouted hurriedly while retreating frantically, trying to jump off the arena.

But Yan Chi didn't listen at all.

In her eyes, there was only battle, only destruction, and the desire to tear the guy who had provoked her into pieces!

"Kill!"

Yan Chi took a step forward, and the stone slabs of the arena exploded. Her figure shot toward Flower Without Intent like a cannonball, her spear turning into a sky full of shadows, each strike carrying a whistle that tore through the air.

The golden armor formed by the Golden Armor Talisman on Flower Without Intent's body cracked under the first strike. The cracks widened on the second, and on the third—

"Puchi!"

The spear pierced through the golden armor and into Flower Without Intent's left shoulder, pinning him to the protective light screen!

"Ah—!!!" Flower Without Intent let out a shrill scream. Blood flowed down the spear shaft, only to be evaporated into a bloody mist by the high temperature.

Yan Chi twisted her wrist, about to lift Flower Without Intent up and tear him apart.

"Stop!"

On the high platform, City Lord Yan Di finally couldn't sit still and stood up abruptly. But he was dozens of feet away from the arena, and it looked like he wouldn't make it in time—

Among the four maidservants brought by Flower Without Intent, the one holding the incense burner suddenly crushed a jade pendant in her hand.

"Buzz—"

A Martial Emperor-level aura suddenly descended! A black-robed old man appeared out of thin air above the arena and struck toward Yan Chi with his palm!

"How dare you!" Yan Di roared, also striking out a palm from a distance.

The two Martial Emperor-level palm forces collided in mid-air, erupting in a terrifying shockwave that shook the entire plaza. The protective light screen shattered instantly, and the front-row spectators near the arena were knocked over by the air current.

In that brief opening, the black-robed old man had already landed on the arena, grabbed the pinned Flower Without Intent, and retreated rapidly.

But would the berserk Yan Chi let it go?

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

She pulled out her spear, ignored the blood-drenched Flower Without Intent, and turned to pounce on the black-robed old man! Dark red flames soared into the sky, turning into a thirty-foot-long giant fire python that opened its mouth to bite the old man!

The black-robed old man's expression changed. Although he was an Early Stage Martial Emperor, he didn't dare to take a direct hit from the berserk Yan Chi, whose combat power was now close to that of a Martial Emperor. Moreover, he had to protect the heavily injured Flower Without Intent.

"City Lord Yan! Quickly restrain your daughter!" the black-robed old man shouted urgently.

Yan Di had already leaped from the high platform and landed on the arena, blocking Yan Chi's path. "Chi'er! Stop!"

The blood-red color churned in Yan Chi's eyes as she stared fixedly at the black-robed old man and Flower Without Intent behind her father, her mouth repeatedly muttering, "Kill... Kill..."

She had clearly lost all reason, leaving only combat instinct and the desire for destruction.

Yan Di felt a pang in his heart but knew it wasn't the time for hesitation. He formed hand seals, and the crimson flames around him rose, turning into a fire cage that trapped Yan Chi within.

"Seal!"

However, the berserk Yan Chi's strength was too great. The fire cage only held her for three breaths before she shattered it with a single punch!

Yan Di's expression was grave as he said to the black-robed old man, "Let's join forces and restrain her first!"

The black-robed old man nodded, handed Flower Without Intent to the approaching maidservants, and attacked Yan Chi from both sides with Yan Di.

Only with two Martial Emperors joining forces did they manage to barely suppress the berserk Yan Chi. But her ferocity was beyond imagination; she didn't defend at all, trading injury for injury and life for life! The dark red flames erupted desperately, forcing the two Martial Emperors to be unable to get close for a while!

"This can't go on!" the black-robed old man said deeply. "She will fight us to the bitter end!"

A look of determination flashed in Yan Di's eyes. He bit his fingertip and used his blood as a medium to draw a complex rune on his palm.

"Ancestral Blood Resonance!"

He slapped his palm against his own chest, and his aura surged violently, with a faint fire phantom appearing behind him. That was the projection of the Yan family's ancestral Bloodline!

Yan Di pressed his hand against Yan Chi's forehead, and the fire phantom flowed through his arm into her body.

"Chi'er, wake up!" Yan Di's voice was like a great bronze bell, carrying the power of Bloodline resonance.

Yan Chi's body trembled violently, the blood-red in her eyes began to fade, and her violent aura gradually calmed down. But the killing intent in her eyes had not vanished; it had merely shifted from madness to coldness.

She stared fixedly at the pale Flower Without Intent, who was being supported by his maidservants, and said word by word:

"If I see you again, I will kill you."

After saying this, her vision went dark, and she fell backward. Yan Di hurriedly caught her, checked her pulse, and let out a sigh of relief—she had only fainted from exhaustion; her life was not in danger.

The entire place was silent.

Everyone was so shocked by the scene that they were speechless.

From Yan Chi going berserk to her pummeling Flower Without Intent, to the two Martial Emperors joining forces to barely restrain her... the whole process took only dozens of breaths, but the terrifying combat power displayed made everyone's skin crawl.

On the spectator stands, Qin Feng and the others were also dumbfounded.

Xia Ya's mouth hung open, and after a long while, she murmured, "Good heavens... if someone marries her, a midnight argument would probably tear the house down..."

Xiao Chun clutched Qin Feng's sleeve tightly, her small face pale. "The Third Miss... she was so scary just now."

Ji Ruxue's gaze was serious. "When the Berserker Bloodline is fully activated, it actually has such power. But the price is not small; looking at how she fainted at the end, she'll be weak for at least three days."

Qin Feng didn't speak, also greatly shocked internally, staring fixedly at the arena.

On the arena, Yan Di held his unconscious daughter and gave the black-robed old man a cold look. "The Hehuan Sect certainly has deep pockets, even sending a Martial Emperor to secretly protect the Young Lord."

The black-robed old man cupped his hands. "The situation forced my hand; I hope City Lord Yan can understand. My Young Lord is heavily injured and needs urgent treatment, so I shall take my leave."

After saying that, without waiting for Yan Di's response, the black-robed old man took Flower Without Intent and the four maidservants, turning into a streak of black light and fleeing.

Yan Di's face was grim, but he didn't stop them. He looked around the plaza and said in a heavy voice, "Today's martial competition ends here."

After saying that, he carried Yan Chi and leaped toward the City Lord's Manor.

In the plaza, the crowd gradually dispersed, but the discussions were like a surging tide.

Everyone knew that today's events would definitely not end like this.

The Hehuan Sect's Young Lord was heavily injured in Juyan City and nearly lost his life. With the Hehuan Sect's vengeful style of doing things, how could they let this matter go?

And the terrifying combat power Yan Chi showed after going berserk also made many people who had originally coveted the sun crystal stone or wanted to climb up to the City Lord's Manor by marrying her reconsider—whether they had the life to enjoy that "fortune."