"Thanks!" Seeing Jian Wushuang step in, Shen Haoran gave him a small nod. He could have deflected the Black Jade Death Warrior’s attack on his own, but since Jian Wushuang had already acted, it was only right to acknowledge the gesture.
"Be careful. This thing isn’t easy to deal with," Jian Wushuang said grimly, standing beside Shen Haoran.
"I know," Shen Haoran said softly, rubbing his still-numb arm. Though the Black Jade Death Warrior was only one Level higher than a Diamond Death Warrior, their strength was on two completely different planes. It was like comparing a grown man to a three-year-old child. ’If my physique wasn’t so strong, that last punch would have been enough to seriously injure me!’
"ROAR!"
Seeing its attack deflected by Jian Wushuang, the Black Jade Death Warrior let out an angry roar. It made a grasping motion toward the jet-black longsword embedded deep in the wall, and the blade immediately flew back into its hand.
"Brother Shen, together!" Seeing the Black Jade Death Warrior erupt again, Jian Wushuang raised his longsword. With a cold cry, he charged forward. Seeing this, Shen Haoran didn’t dare hesitate and rushed in right behind him.
Three figures collided above the grand hall like meteors. The powerful shockwave sent the shattered flagstones below flying, and a violent storm of Spiritual Power raged throughout the hall.
The three clashed fiercely within the hall, a constant flicker of Sword Light and fist shadows. Shen Haoran and Jian Wushuang were both battle-hardened veterans. Despite never having fought together, their coordination was impeccable. They transitioned between offense and defense with extreme fluidity, and for a moment, they actually managed to fight the Black Jade Death Warrior to a standstill.
"BOOM..."
The three collided again in midair. The terrifying force sent them all flying backward.
"Dammit, is this thing part turtle? Its defense is insane!" Shen Haoran cursed, his feet carving trenches in the floor for several meters as he forced himself to a stop.
At that moment, the Sword Marks and Fist Seals that he and Jian Wushuang had inflicted on the Black Jade Death Warrior’s body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Within moments, it was completely restored, without a single trace left behind. The Black Jade Death Warrior only grew more ferocious the longer it fought, like a battle machine that felt no fatigue whatsoever. Shen Haoran and Jian Wushuang, however, were already starting to pant; the fight had consumed a great deal of their Spiritual Power.
*Haaah...* Shen Haoran took a deep breath, calming the roiling energy within him. He was still holding up fine. His Spiritual Power was exceptionally pure, and with a Cultivation Technique like the Chaos Heaven-Dominating Technique, his recovery was remarkably fast. Jian Wushuang, however, was a different story. ’Judging by his exhaustion, he probably can’t last much longer!’
’We can’t drag this out any longer!’ Shen Haoran thought, his brow furrowed. The Black Jade Death Warrior clearly felt no fatigue. If this continued, they would all be in trouble. ’I have to finish it in one blow! But I know how monstrous its defense is. A one-hit kill... that’s going to be difficult.’
’Looks like I’ll have to use that move,’ Shen Haoran’s gaze hardened. He turned to Jian Wushuang beside him and said, "Brother Jian, can you buy me two minutes?"
"Two minutes? You’re going to...?" Jian Wushuang asked, puzzled.
"Its defense and regeneration are just too powerful. It has to be a single, decisive blow, or it’ll wear us down until we’re dead," Shen Haoran said grimly.
"So you’re saying you have a way to defeat it, Brother Shen?" Jian Wushuang’s face lit up. To be honest, seeing the Black Jade Death Warrior’s recovery and defensive power had filled him with a sense of despair.
"Yes, but I need time. Two minutes. Just give me two minutes!" Shen Haoran said, a cold glint flashing in his eyes as he stared at the Black Jade Death Warrior.
"Alright, I’ll do my best!" Jian Wushuang took a deep breath, and the Spiritual Power in his body surged once more. Based on their previous exchange, he believed he had the strength to hold off the Black Jade Death Warrior for two minutes.
"I’m counting on you, then. Be careful!" Shen Haoran said. He then shut his eyes, and a heaven-piercing Sword Intent erupted from his body.
’This...’ Jian Wushuang was inwardly stunned as he felt the piercing Sword Intent. Even in the Wind Sword Sect, which was renowned for its Swordsmanship, he wasn’t sure if anyone could cultivate such a tyrannical Sword Intent. In fact, he had only ever felt an aura this sharp from the Wind Sword Sect’s Supreme Elder. Not even the Sect Leader—his own father—possessed a Sword Intent this powerful.
But Jian Wushuang’s surprise lasted only a moment before he snapped back to reality. The Black Jade Death Warrior, sensing the Sword Intent erupting from Shen Haoran, was already charging toward them again.
Seeing this, Jian Wushuang raised his sword and met the charge, intercepting the Black Jade Death Warrior. As they clashed, a terrifying force traveled up his longsword, and his arm instantly went numb. In their earlier fight, Shen Haoran had handled most of the defense. Only now did Jian Wushuang truly understand how powerful the Black Jade Death Warrior’s attacks were!
But Shen Haoran was right behind him; he couldn’t possibly let the Black Jade Death Warrior get past. Gritting his teeth, he forcibly blocked the warrior’s strike, then followed up with a horizontal sweep of his own sword that knocked it back.
"ROAR!"
The repelled Black Jade Death Warrior roared and attacked again, unleashing a furious storm of blows on Jian Wushuang. In an instant, Jian Wushuang was completely on the defensive, unable to even find the strength to counterattack.
"Brother Xue, should we go help? It looks like Jian Wushuang can’t hold on much longer!" Xu Lin said gravely, watching Jian Wushuang struggle to survive the Black Jade Death Warrior’s onslaught.
Hearing this, Xue Shitian’s eyes narrowed. "No need," he said faintly. "It’s not our time to act."
Nearby, Wuqing also kept their head down, lost in thought, showing no intention of helping either. Since neither Xue Shitian nor Wuqing made a move, the other Martial Artists certainly didn’t dare to intervene and could only watch from a distance.
In the center of the battle, Jian Wushuang was at his limit. Both of his arms were now completely numb from the impacts, and a new wound, deep enough to show bone, had been carved into his chest. He had thought he could buy Shen Haoran two minutes, but only one minute had passed. The Black Jade Death Warrior’s strength was far beyond what he could handle.
CLANG... Jian Wushuang’s longsword clashed with the Black Jade Death Warrior’s one last time. The immense force sent him flying, skidding across the ground for dozens of meters before he came to a stop.
"I’m sorry, Brother Shen," Jian Wushuang said helplessly, coughing up mouthfuls of blood.
After knocking Jian Wushuang aside, the Black Jade Death Warrior didn’t pursue him. Instead, it stared intently at Shen Haoran, because it sensed an extremely strong threat emanating from him.
WHOOSH... Without pausing, the Black Jade Death Warrior transformed into a black bolt of lightning and appeared in front of Shen Haoran in an instant. It raised its longsword high and brought it cleaving down toward his head. The sharp, Powerful Qi radiating from the blade tore his robes to shreds.
Just as the Black Jade Death Warrior’s sword was about to strike his head, Shen Haoran’s eyes snapped open. A brilliant Sword Light shone from within him, and an incredibly sharp Sword Intent shot toward the heavens, seeming powerful enough to slice the very world in two.
"One Sword... Asura!"
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