Immortal God of War

Chapter 587 - 574: Siege by the Four Major War Ancestors_1

Qin Feiyang was enraged, pushing his speed to its absolute limit. However, even with the perfect combat art, Phantom Step, Mo Wushen was a War Ancestor and significantly faster. Qin Feiyang simply couldn’t catch up.

But am I supposed to just stand by and watch Mo Wushen murder Ren Wushuang and the others? he thought. I don’t care about the others. But Ren Wushuang... she matters.

"Senior Brother Qin, save us!"

"I don’t want to die yet!"

At the same time, seeing Mo Wushen, who resembled a crazed, demonic god, Wu Yan and the others were panic-stricken, continuously calling out to Qin Feiyang for help. Dong Zhengyang, meanwhile, was thoroughly entangled by Yan Tianfeng, unable to break free.

"Qin Feiyang, I want you to watch them die before your very eyes, one by one! This is the price for provoking me!" Mo Wushen was completely deranged. "All of you, die!" The killing intent swirling around him transformed into countless blood-colored blades, exuding horrifying destructive power as they sliced towards Ren Wushuang and the others.

"Shen Long, Jian Wei, I’m begging you, you must hold them off!" Qin Feiyang yelled. "And please, rest assured, even if your Qi Seas shatter and your Seas of Consciousness crumble, I can still save you!"

At this moment, only Shen Long and Jian Wei could rescue everyone from this dire peril. Although they were likely to die in the attempt, there was no other way.

Mo Wushen sneered, "You can save them even if their Qi Seas shatter and their Seas of Consciousness crumble? Do you think you’re a god?"

"Whether he can save us or not, we will act!"

"We will not turn back!"

Shen Long and Jian Wei exchanged a look, their eyes glinting with resolute determination. Then, they stepped forward together, positioning themselves in front of the others. Suddenly, their bodies shuddered, and Battle Intent surged from them like a raging torrent.

"Gale Slash!"

"Tiger Heaven Image!"

With their low shouts, Battle Intent soared skyward, coalescing above their heads into a colossal cyclone and a golden tiger, both radiating a destructive aura.

WHOOSH!

ROAR!

With a wave of their hands, the cyclone howled, and the tiger’s roar shook the heavens. The two War Techniques blasted towards the blood-colored blades.

BOOM!

Immediately, a deafening explosion reverberated through the area.

"Retreat!" Ren Wushuang commanded.

Everyone hastily fell back, their eyes fixed on Shen Long and Jian Wei, fervently praying they could hold on.

Looking at Shen Long and Jian Wei, who faced death without flinching, Ren Wushuang felt incredibly guilty. Why is my cultivation so weak? If it were stronger, I could protect everyone. I’m the Prefect’s granddaughter, yet I’m so useless... How ridiculous!

"AAAHH!!"

But eventually, Shen Long and Jian Wei couldn’t hold on any longer. With agonizing screams, they were sent flying, blood spurting from their mouths as their two War Techniques were crushed by the blood-colored blades. As they hurtled through the air, they glanced at Qin Feiyang, who was still behind Mo Wushen.

Jian Wei gasped, "Qin Feiyang can’t make it in time. We have to do more."

"Then let’s do it!" Shen Long replied.

They both knew death was inevitable, yet their tone and expressions remained remarkably calm. In truth, they feared death as much as anyone. But for the dignity of Spirit State, they chose to defend it to the very end. Compared to Dongfang Wuheng and Murong Xiong, they were truly far more admirable and deserving of respect.

CLANG!!

Two resonating explosions erupted, like divine weapons being unsheathed, their sound echoing through the heavens. Behind them, two dazzling lights burst forth. Within those lights were two Battle Souls!

Shen Long’s Battle Soul was a giant sword, tens of meters long, looking as if it were cast from gold and radiating a blinding light.

Jian Wei’s Battle Soul was a long halberd, approximately the same size as the golden giant sword, surrounded by an invisible, HOWLING storm.

It all happened in the blink of an eye. The moment their Battle Souls emerged, they crashed into the blood-colored blades with ruinous power.

BOOM!

Instantly, the two Battle Souls crumbled. The two men spat out blood again and crashed into the nearby forest, ancient trees toppling one after another, sending leaves fluttering everywhere. In the end, they slammed into a hillock several dozen meters high. The hillock collapsed instantly, burying them under a torrent of earth and rubble, their fate unknown.

At the same moment, the blood-colored blades also scattered. Mo Wushen staggered back several steps, a trickle of blood escaping the corner of his mouth.

"Dammit!" His face twisted hideously. I never expected Spirit State to have people so unafraid of death!

Just then, Qin Feiyang seized the opportunity to close in on Mo Wushen. However, instead of attacking him, he darted past and headed straight for Ren Wushuang and the others.

I’m not afraid of a direct confrontation with Mo Wushen, Qin Feiyang thought. But right now, there are two uncertain factors. The first is Liu Yunfeng and Pei Sanshi. Regardless of their grudges with Mo Wushen, they are ultimately from Yun State. They might still choose to intervene in the end. The second factor is that the battle fluctuations here are too intense. If there are others nearby, they’re undoubtedly on their way. So, I have to get Ren Wushuang and the others out of here first. Only then can I fight without holding back.

"Senior Brother Qin, what should we do?"

"Think of something, quickly!"

As Qin Feiyang reached Ren Wushuang, the others immediately crowded around him.

But just then, Mo Wushen roared, "Liu Yunfeng, Pei Sanshi, what are you two standing there gaping for? Don’t forget the warning Master gave you before we left!"

Qin Feiyang turned to see Mo Wushen charging towards them, radiating killing intent. He also saw Liu Yunfeng and Pei Sanshi. After a moment’s silence, they finally made their move.

Qin Feiyang’s heart sank. He turned to Ren Wushuang and said, "Take everyone and leave immediately. Find a well-hidden place."

"What about you?" Ren Wushuang asked anxiously.

"Once things here are settled, I’ll come find you," Qin Feiyang said sternly.

"Okay." Ren Wushuang nodded, then whispered in his ear, "I’ll leave marks along the way. Be careful."

With that, she led the group in a retreat towards the jungle behind them.

Mo Wushen bellowed, "Stop them!"

Liu Yunfeng and Pei Sanshi immediately gave chase after Ren Wushuang’s group.

SWOOSH!

Qin Feiyang spun around, a cold light flashing in his eyes. With a large stride forward, he moved to block their path.

"You’re very strong," Pei Sanshi said, puzzled. "If you tried to escape alone, no one could stop you. Why bother with their lives?"

Qin Feiyang replied, "They are my companions. Of course, I have to protect them."

"Companions?" Pei Sanshi scoffed. "If they were truly your companions, that would be understandable. But from what I’ve observed, they only consider you a companion because you can protect them. If you didn’t have that ability, I believe they would have abandoned you long ago. Is it worth it?"

Qin Feiyang turned to look at a pile of ruins in the jungle behind them. That was where Shen Long and Jian Wei were buried. With a complex expression, Qin Feiyang looked back at Pei Sanshi and Liu Yunfeng, shook his head, and said, "I don’t know if it’s worth it, but Shen Long’s and Jian Wei’s actions deeply moved me."

Mo Wushen shouted, "What are you still blabbering about? Hurry up and help me kill him!" At this moment, he was only ten or so meters away from Qin Feiyang.

As his words fell, a crimson light shot out from behind him—a thumb-sized, blood-colored miniature sword. Though it looked inconspicuous, it radiated an astonishingly sharp aura. This was his Battle Soul! When dealing with Qin Feiyang, he dared not be the least bit careless, so he had unleashed his trump card immediately.

Pei Sanshi glanced at Mo Wushen, then turned to Qin Feiyang. "I admire your character and courage, but ultimately, we are enemies. This battle is inevitable."

Liu Yunfeng added, "After learning your true identity, I’ve also wanted to fight you. Today, let’s have a thoroughly satisfying battle!"

Qin Feiyang sneered inwardly. He wasn’t foolish enough to fight three great War Ancestors to the death.

WHIZZ!

He activated Phantom Step and darted towards Dong Zhengyang.

"Trying to run? Not a chance!" Mo Wushen roared. The blood-colored miniature sword quivered in mid-air and shot towards Qin Feiyang like a sharp arrow.

Liu Yunfeng and Pei Sanshi also unleashed their War Techniques, following closely behind the blood-colored sword, charging menacingly towards Qin Feiyang.

"War!"

At this moment, Qin Feiyang activated the War Technique without hesitation. His black hair and his eyes instantly turned blood-red, as if stained with blood! Following closely, he struck out with a backhand palm.

In his palm, the Counter Curse Manual appeared!

A golden tide surged forth, carrying a hidden power, rushing towards the blood-colored miniature sword and the two War Techniques.

BOOM!

The attacks fiercely collided. The blood-colored miniature sword and the two War Techniques suddenly turned on their casters, attacking Mo Wushen and the other two.

"It’s this kind of War Technique again!"

The trio was greatly alarmed and quickly leaped aside, narrowly avoiding this fatal counterattack. But at the same time, Qin Feiyang’s arm also ruptured, blood and flesh flying everywhere. However, he didn’t even frown. Instead, he used the force of the impact to accelerate towards Dong Zhengyang.

"Perfect timing!" Yan Tianfeng, who had been locked in a fierce battle with Dong Zhengyang, immediately abandoned his opponent upon seeing Qin Feiyang approach and charged at Qin Feiyang instead.

"Your opponent is me!" Dong Zhengyang bellowed, immediately giving chase.

But just then, Qin Feiyang barked at Dong Zhengyang, "I’ll hold them off! You go check if Shen Long and Jian Wei are still alive!"

"Huh?" Dong Zhengyang was shocked and bewildered. Hold them off? Is he insane? There are four War Ancestors here! Even if Qin Feiyang’s combat power is heaven-defying, he couldn’t possibly be their opponent! Besides that, given the current situation, is there really any need to worry about whether Shen Long and Jian Wei are alive or dead?

"Go now!" Qin Feiyang yelled angrily.

Dong Zhengyang’s heart trembled. At this moment, he seemed to sense an emperor’s might emanating from Qin Feiyang; its sheer power left him unable to disobey his words.

SWOOSH!

He swallowed hard, turned, and dashed into the jungle, heading straight for the ruins.

"Trying to save them? Not a chance!" Yan Tianfeng, who had been charging Qin Feiyang, saw this and immediately spun around to chase Dong Zhengyang.

"Don’t chase! Kill Qin Feiyang first!" Mo Wushen snapped coldly.

"Right!" Yan Tianfeng immediately spun around again and charged towards Qin Feiyang.

Indeed, Qin Feiyang was the greatest threat. As long as he was eliminated, the others from Spirit State would be insignificant. Liu Yunfeng and Pei Sanshi also attacked alongside Mo Wushen.

Facing four powerful War Ancestors, Qin Feiyang was not only unflustered but also calmer than he had ever been.

「Inside the castle!」

"What’s going on with Xiao Qinzi?" The Wolf King had been awakened for some time. It had been waiting for Qin Feiyang to enter the castle and take it out to battle. It had even steeled itself for a bloody fight, but Qin Feiyang still hadn’t entered. So now, it was anxiously pacing in circles inside the castle.