97: The power of the earth, continuous killing

Dragon Male Zhenye didn't die under Yang Qianhun's claw as expected; instead, he burst into maniacal laughter.

His eyes were filled with disdain as he scoffed, "Did you think I'd do nothing and fight you head-on? The heart-protecting mirror on my chest was prepared just for you, to block the golden claws in your hands."

"Once you miss, you'll inevitably expose a weakness. I was waiting for this moment. You were too careless, Yang Qianhun; today, you will die."

As soon as he finished speaking, Dragon Male Zhenye's body erupted with powerful spiritual energy fluctuations.

In that instant, all the spiritual energy surged wildly into his wolf-tooth club.

The entire wolf-tooth club became massive and thick, nearly three meters long, emitting an incredibly terrifying aura.

He swung it violently towards Yang Qianhun.

Bang...

A colossal earthen-yellow wall materialized out of thin air, directly blocking Yang Qianhun.

The huge wolf-tooth club smashed into the giant wall, and Dragon Male Zhenye was directly forced back by the powerful recoil.

The wolf-tooth club in his hand also returned to its normal size.

"How is this possible? He can even use Earth-elemental spiritual skills? And conjure such a large wall out of thin air?"

Dragon Male Zhenye suppressed the discomfort in his chest, his face filled with disbelief as he asked a barrage of questions.

"Nothing is impossible. My methods will never be limited to just one final move; there will always be another."

Yang Qianhun said calmly, as if everything was under his control.

This move just now was an Epic-grade spiritual skill, Earth Power, comprehended from the Earth Battle Emperor Art.

It allowed him to control the power of the earth for his own use, but it was clear that its effect was somewhat diminished when conjured in mid-air.

Creating this giant wall out of thin air consumed a significant amount of Yang Qianhun's spiritual energy.

He then created a stepping stone beneath his feet and stomped on it fiercely.

With a whoosh, he once again lunged at Dragon Male Zhenye with the dragon's bane in his hands.

"Since that's the case, I can only use this."

Dragon Male Zhenye's expression darkened. His left hand pulled out a large red net from his spatial package and threw it towards Yang Qianhun.

He sneered, "Once you're caught in the net, let's see how you'll still flail around with those golden claws in your hand..."

Before he could utter the next word, Dragon Male Zhenye was utterly stunned and shocked by the scene before him, muttering to himself, "How is this possible? This is an Epic-grade treasure! How could it be cut open by those claws? Could those claws be Legendary-grade?"

Hiss...

Two intersecting red claw shadows fiercely struck the large red net, directly tearing it into pieces.

"It seems you've run out of tricks. You're even embarrassed to bring out such scrap metal."

Yang Qianhun said disdainfully.

But his steps did not halt; he continued to charge towards the dumbfounded Dragon Male Zhenye.

"No... this is bad! Who... who will block him for me?"

Dragon Male Zhenye completely panicked, shouting loudly as he retreated step by step.

Several Giant Beast Soldiers, holding large shields, directly blocked Yang Qianhun, but they couldn't hold on for long.

With just a few red claw shadows sweeping past, those Giant Beast Soldiers were instantly decapitated.

At the same time, Zhang Fei, Xu Chu, Wei Yan, Lu Zhishen, and other generals also engaged in battle with the Orcs.

Zhang Fei, having entered the Black Fiend state, had his strength soar to the Spiritual Master Level.

"They even delivered themselves to our doorstep. They truly don't know death."

Zhang Fei thrust his Serpent Spear forward, and a swath of Orc Soldiers in front of him instantly perished. His eyes wide with killing intent, he looked at the charging Orc General.

"Black-faced monster, I'll fight you!"

Although the Spirit Practitioner Eighth-level Orc General felt the terrifying aura emanating from Zhang Fei, he showed no fear, coldly shouting.

"Do you even qualify?"

Zhang Fei scoffed, without any flashy moves, and directly thrust his spear at the Orc General.

Seeing that there was still some distance from Zhang Fei, the Orc General, holding his wolf-tooth club, sneered.

The next second, the smile on his face completely froze, blood continuously flowed from his mouth, and he gradually felt his strength draining away.

His head drooped, and he looked at the spear piercing his chest, his eyes filled with disbelief.

How could this black-faced monster's speed be so terrifying, like teleportation?

The Orc General hadn't even seen when the Serpent Spear had pierced him.

He died without understanding, his head tilted, and his eyes closed.

As Zhang Fei withdrew his Serpent Spear, the Orc General fell heavily to the ground, lifeless.

It was unexpected that a Spirit Practitioner Eighth-level expert was so easily slain by Zhang Fei.

He was like an ordinary Beast Soldier, unable to even delay him for a moment.

"Still thinking of attacking our Strong Archers? Did you ask me first? All of you, stay here!"

Zhang Fei's voice thundered, roaring as he leaped forward, charging into the fray.

This directly terrified the sixty Orc Lords, causing them to panic completely. They could only brace themselves and deal with Zhang Fei first.

...

"A bunch of good-for-nothings dare to block me!"

Xu Chu, wielding his warhammer, directly smashed the surrounding Giant Beast Soldiers into smithereens, roaring in anger.

"Putting on an act! Watch how I kill you!"

A Spirit Practitioner Eighth-level Orc General, seeing this scene, was enraged and swung his wolf-tooth club, charging over.

"Do you, a mere good-for-nothing, even deserve to howl in front of me, Xu Chu?"

Xu Chu swung the warhammer in his right hand, directly smashing it out.

With a bang...

The Orc General, along with his club, was directly smashed to the ground by Xu Chu's hammer, utterly defenseless.

Xu Chu strode forward and delivered another hammer blow, decisively ending his life.

...

"This is truly exhilarating!"

Lu Zhishen grew braver with each passing moment, fighting with fervor.

With a swing of his Zen staff, he ended the life of a Berserker Soldier.

Under a few staff blows, several incredibly strong, heavily muscled Berserker Soldiers successively died beneath his Zen staff.

"Baldy, how dare you slaughter our Soldiers like this! Die!"

The Spirit Practitioner Eighth-level Orc General, seeing this scene, was consumed by rage and swung his wolf-tooth club at Lu Zhishen.

"You're no different; it's just a matter of one staff blow."

Lu Zhishen violently swung his Zen staff, directly slamming the Orc General, along with his club, into the ground.

This caused the Orc General to be deeply embedded in the ground, unable to move.

"He didn't die? He still has some strength, but not much."

Lu Zhishen looked at the Orc General stuck in the ground with slight surprise, realizing he still had a breath left.

He strode forward and delivered another Zen staff blow, directly ending his life.

...

"Those who block me, die!"

Wei Yan's eyes flared with killing intent. He leaped up, swinging his great saber horizontally.

With one strike, three Giant Beast Soldiers were instantly decapitated.

They fell to the ground like stones, making thudding sounds.

"Despicable human, how dare you be so arrogant! Watch how I cut you down!"

The remaining Spirit Practitioner Eighth-level Orc General confronted Wei Yan.

Wielding his wolf-tooth club, he charged at Wei Yan.

"You rat, you only know how to bark uselessly. How dare a rat like you provoke me, Wei Yan!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Yan stomped his foot fiercely, his figure vanishing like a phantom.