The Invincible Supreme Medical God

Chapter 804 - 458: No Shame, Only Survival

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The second martial power attack saw a flash of golden light in Xiao Ning’s hand, while the Radiant Aegis appeared at the top of the five experts. Although it couldn’t protect them from all attacks, it managed to block spears and hammers, and the two martial power beasts couldn’t break through it. Unfortunately, the rays of the sun and their disintegration ability also affected Wu Wei, causing the dome to slowly begin collapsing from the top.

Despite the terror of this sun, Yan Xiaobao was not frightened. The consumption of Wu Wei by it requires immense strength, so its duration is limited. While it can penetrate the martial power shield created by Xiao Ning, there is one thing it cannot penetrate.

"Alright, let’s give it a try," he said with a smile, the black energy in his palm once again transformed into a thin slab, appearing above them and completely blocking the sun’s rays. No matter how powerful they were, they couldn’t penetrate the black, bizarre energy shield created by Yan Xiaobao.

"You are just an Emperor, how can your shield withstand the might of my ice waste’s blazing sun?!" A roar suddenly echoed throughout the room, causing the pillars supporting the ceiling to recover from the sound.

"You’re too noisy, continually activating one trap after another," Yan Xiaobao replied in a low, gentle voice, but everyone in the room heard it.

The oldest Martial Brother felt a moment filled with contempt when he heard Yan Xiaobao’s voice, as if he would vomit blood. He didn’t dare rebuke for being noisy, but he didn’t shout again either. Instead, he poured Wu Wei into the sun without reservation, muttering to himself: "My ice waste’s sun will melt like the winter snow to the sun. Even if he has a strange item to protect him, there must be a limit," he reckoned, his eyes filled with determination.

The oldest Martial Brother wasn’t wrong. When nothing was attacking it, the black energy was unused, but now energy was being wasted to protect them from the sun’s rays, and the size of the black slab had decreased significantly, now barely covering all five experts.

Seeing the progression of events, the smile on Yan Xiaobao’s face turned cold. Since they all knew the ice waste’s sun didn’t care about friend or foe, none of the ambushers advanced. Anyone stepping into a ray of sunlight began to disintegrate, but when they looked at their Martial Brother, they also saw his complexion wasn’t good. His skin was pale, and sweat drenched his face. Unlike him, Yan Xiaobao showed no signs of fatigue. The energy had been generated, and he no longer needed to control it with energy; however, he couldn’t create more energy like this, so what he had was limited.

"Oldest Martial Hero, let’s deal with them!" one of the opponents suddenly pleaded, seeing their oldest Martial Brother had exhausted his energy. The oldest Martial Brother also realized their mistake, so he didn’t wait long to nod. The sun gradually became smaller, its rays ever fewer until they disappeared into the air.

Yan Xiaobao breathed a sigh of relief. The slab protecting them was now only half of its original size, and this black energy was their only countermeasure against the sun’s rays. Despite his relief, he didn’t have much time to celebrate, as one Saint after another rushed towards them. Wu Wei passed through their bodies, and they launched attack after attack on the experts.

"One-on-one or two-on-one," Yan Xiaobao calmly said. "No shame, only survival," he continued, remembering his time in the military, laughter escaping his lips. "I don’t care what you do, just don’t die." His last words were spoken as the black energy in his hand extended and took the shape of a whip.

With the whip in his hand, Yan Xiaobao managed to rid themselves of the common Saints, moving towards the position where he heard the oldest Martial Brother’s voice calling. His eyes were cold, his face icy. This time, it was clear he had no intention of sparing the expert he was hunting.

Yan Xiaobao strode towards the column where the oldest Martial Brother stood. Although many Saints noticed his movements, none tried to stop him. The oldest Martial Brother was the strongest among them, and Yan Xiaobao was merely an Emperor. How could their brother possibly need help? Even if his energy was depleted, a simple blow should be able to make this arrogant Emperor succumb.

Although they were a bit surprised to see the black whip in Yan Xiaobao’s hand, they paid it no real heed and returned to their battles. Truth be told, their performance wasn’t as expected.

Xiao Ning captured two of them, while the other three gathered around the last two experts. With one expert as surplus, they had some leeway in battle, so despite not being powerful individually, they still managed quite well. Their abilities had always been among the weakest of the Saints, so this was a new experience for them, igniting their fighting spirit and making them fiercer and more dangerous to their opponents.

Yan Xiaobao knew that once he reached the column, he could leave the other experts to his friends. The whip lashed out, black energy flying through the air, landing on the column in front of him. The hard jade of these columns did not stop the whip; instead, it cut through like a hot knife through butter.