I Am Immortal in Great Yu

Chapter 197: Chapter 82: Death Trap (Part 2)

Iron Butcher, on the other hand, was sent flying backward. He stumbled back repeatedly until he was caught by his personal guards, blood seeping from his hands.

"General?!" a group of his personal guards cried out in concern.

"I... I’m fine!"

Though Iron Butcher said this, his pupils contracted sharply. ’Is the gap in our strength really this wide? No, this man’s foundation is solid and his reserves are deep. He’s no ordinary Upper Three Grade Martial Artist!’

"It’s time to end this!"

Just then, Fang Rui sighed, dismounted from the back of the Earth Armor Centipede, and his figure flickered as he drifted toward them.

"General, quickly, go!"

Two personal guards pulled Iron Butcher back while dozens of others drew their swords and charged Fang Rui. Within moments, a few flashes of his sword were all it took to separate their heads from their bodies.

"Go, save yourselves. He came for me. I can’t get away," Iron Butcher said, shaking off his last two guards with a sudden sigh.

"If you aren’t leaving, General, how could we possibly leave on our own?"

"Please, allow us to be the first to die for you!"

With that, the two personal guards charged at Fang Rui.

These two, it turned out, were Middle Grade Martial Artists. They even had Spirit Talismans, and upon activating them, several huge fireballs shot forth.

"Break!"

But Fang Rui unleashed several waves of helical Sword Qi, extinguishing the fireballs and separating the two men’s heads from their bodies.

—That’s right. At the Fourth Grade, Grandmaster Level Swordsmanship combined with Transforming Force could produce a Sword Aura. But upon entering the Upper Three Grades, working in synergy with True Qi, it transformed into Sword Qi.

On the other side.

Taking advantage of this time, Iron Butcher had activated various Magical Talismans on his body. Layers of Golden Bells spun around him, wreathed in golden light. Only then did he turn to face Fang Rui, who was approaching as if on a leisurely stroll, completely unstained, and bellowed, "Which power sent a Third Grade expert like you?"

Before Fang Rui could answer, Iron Butcher shook his head. "Never mind. It doesn’t matter anymore. Today, I will strike up at a superior and drag an Upper Three Grade Martial Artist down with me!"

Indeed, Iron Butcher had already resolved to die. He only wanted to take someone down with him in his final moments—or, at the very least, inflict a grievous wound on his opponent.

’All these layers of turtle shells... A normal slash probably won’t break through. Fine then. Let’s test whether your shield is sturdier, or my blade is sharper.’

Across from him.

"AAAAAAAAAH, witness my Blazing Meteor Burst!"

Iron Butcher roared, and the giant iron hammers in his hands had somehow become engulfed in two great balls of fire, as if he had channeled the power of the fireball Spirit Talismans into his weapons!

Then.

He hefted the twin hammers and began to spin, faster and faster...

However—

Before Iron Butcher could finish building his momentum.

CRACK!

With his Grandmaster Level Swordsmanship, augmented by Third Grade True Qi, Fang Rui unleashed a single slash across the sky. A ten-foot-long, dazzling white stream of Sword Qi shot out, instantly shattering the layers of illusory Golden Bells around Iron Butcher’s body.

And then.

BOOM!

An explosion of True Qi instantly pulverized Iron Butcher’s body. All that remained were his two great hammers, which fell to the ground with a THUD. They burned for a moment more before the flames reluctantly died out.

"I’m not like those protagonists in novels who foolishly wait for their enemy to unleash a special move," Fang Rui said indifferently, sheathing his sword.

This incredibly brilliant spectacle was witnessed by many in the camp, and their gasps of shock quickly gave way to utter chaos.

"This is bad! The general’s been killed!"

"The general has been killed!"

"The general is dead!"

...

The tsunami of shouts instantly shattered the resistance that had been so painstakingly organized within the camp. As for the Earth Armor Centipedes, which had been tied down and on the defensive, they became even more bloodthirsty now that they were free.

...

「A short while later.」

Flames shot into the sky as Fang Rui led his swarm of Earth Armor Centipedes back into the darkness.

...

「Noon the next day.」

Under the blazing sun, over a thousand cavalrymen, each with a spare mount, galloped onward. A closer look would reveal that the majority of them were Martial Artists.

"SCREECH!"

Just then, a Cyan Eagle circled down from the sky.

SNAP!

Li Xuantong caught the message canister, slowed his horse, and opened the secret letter. He let out a gasp of surprise. "Iron Butcher is dead?!"

—Iron Butcher’s camp had held over two thousand men last night. It was inevitable that a few would escape to spread the word.

"What a pity. I wasn’t able to kill the man with my own hands and take my revenge!"

He frowned and read the report in detail, his expression of regret slowly turning grave. "Controls Earth Armor Centipedes... Cleaves through shieldbearers with a single strike... Unleashes Sword Qi tens of feet long with one slash?"

’The first is the work of a Spirit Master. As for the other two... even an ordinary Third Grade Martial Artist couldn’t do that. This intelligence report... is there really no exaggeration?!’

’Forget it. Regardless, it is now a fact that another power has interfered in the affairs of Daze Prefecture. I must pick up the pace!’

Li Xuantong thought to himself, then waved his hand and gave the order, "Pass it down! The entire army is to accelerate! We must reach Daze Prefecture City within three days!"

"Yes, sir!"

...

「Changshan County Magistrate’s Office.」

"Lord Advisor, a message has arrived by eagle!" an aide announced, pushing the door open.

"Iron Butcher is dead? By the hands of a Spirit Master? An expert from the Upper Three Grades?"

Zhen Yi murmured to himself. After reading the message, he simply shook his head, set it aside, and paid it no mind.

After the Mountain Collapse at Eagle’s Beak Gorge, his tolerance for shocking news had grown considerably. He no longer paid much mind to such "minor" incidents.

—It was happening far away, not in Changshan City. Even if it became a problem, Li Xuantong was at the front lines to deal with it. What was there to worry about?

It was another matter entirely that was causing Zhen Yi a massive headache.

’Recently, I’ve intentionally set several traps to lure that hidden person out, but they refuse to take the bait. They’re as patient as a turtle in its shell.’

’How troublesome!’

As for the possibility that this person had already left Changshan City?

Zhen Yi had considered it, but it seemed impossible. An expert of that caliber would surely have a grand plan. Why would they come all this way only to flee without accomplishing anything?

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