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"I am doing this for everyone's sake. If we fail, we will definitely be the ones to bear the brunt, while they will escape from here," Xiao Chen said with utmost certainty.
"Is that really true?" A few who trusted Xiao Chen hesitated.
"But if we become deserters and get caught, we'll face severe punishment!"
"Yes, Xiao Chen, are you sure you want to escape?" A man named Zhang Xing spoke in a deep voice, clearly placing his trust in Xiao Chen.
"Time is running out; it will be dark soon. If everyone wants to live, we must flee," Xiao Chen replied, nodding at Zhang Xing.
He believed he was clever; once someone made a move to escape, the crowd mentality would ensure that most would follow suit. At that point, he could slip away unnoticed.
Moreover, a defeat would undoubtedly deal a significant blow to the Chen family. It was a win-win situation.
The previously outspoken bald man wanted to argue but found his voice insignificant; no one paid him any mind.
Just then, another group of wolf cavalry charged in.
"Kill Chen Anlin! A reward of ten thousand!"
The captain of this wolf cavalry was surprisingly powerful, reaching the level of a master. Their target was clear: they aimed to eliminate Chen Anlin!
It seemed it was time to unleash that move.
Facing the oncoming wolf cavalry, Chen Anlin remained calm. His soul power could counter these ferocious wolves and catch them off guard. He had refrained from acting earlier to keep his trump card hidden, but now that the enemy had deployed their elite forces, it was time to strike.
Boom!
Chen Anlin floated in mid-air as his soul power surged forth. With his sixth-grade soul power, a tempest of energy erupted towards the ravenous wolves.
The once fierce pack suddenly seemed to encounter something terrifying; they all slowed their pace in unison.
The wolf cavalry relied heavily on their charge to overpower their opponents. Now that they had slowed down, hope flickered among the surrounding soldiers of the Great Zhou.
Who knows what has gotten into these wolves? Just kill them!
However, some people noticed that this seemed to be the masterpiece of Chen Anlin. For instance, Xiao Chen had picked up on this detail.
"Master, what kind of trick is this guy using?"
Seeing the Northern Barbarian soldiers so easily defeated, Xiao Chen felt an urgent need to jump up.
"It's soul power—such powerful soul power! This person has quite a few merits!" The outland fairy exclaimed with delight. "If I’m not mistaken, Chen Anlin must have mastered some secret technique for cultivating soul power. If I could get that technique, my recovery would be much faster."
Hearing this, Xiao Chen felt a twinge of discomfort in his heart. All along, he had regarded the outland fairy as his master, but deep down, he had always considered her as something of his own possession.
Thus, he retorted unkindly, "I wonder where he got this from—what tricks did he use to swindle it?"
"That’s not entirely fair; with his immense power, perhaps it was given to him willingly."
"Hmph, they’re all just a bunch of sycophants."
At that moment, under Chen Anlin's assault of soul power, the Northern Barbarian wolf cavalry found themselves in dire straits. Once their speed slowed down, they were no different from ordinary soldiers.
Chen Anlin wielded a yellow flash and charged forward.
"Nine to One!"
He hovered in mid-air and targeted the six-rank captain of the wolf cavalry.
"This Chen Anlin is formidable; he even masters soul power techniques. Damn it!"
"This child must not be allowed to live!!!" The cavalry captain roared madly as he clashed against the yellow flash with his attack.
"Just a mere six-rank—does he really think he can oppose me?"
The captain's gaze was fixed on Chen Anlin; despite his bravado, waves of fear surged within him!
So powerful!
To think that someone merely at the six-rank could stand against him—though part of it was due to the sword in his hand, it was still enough to instill terror.
He must be killed; otherwise, he would surely pose a threat greater than that of the Empress of Da Zhou.
With this thought in mind, he charged forward frantically. His overwhelming assault revealed flaws in Chen Anlin’s defenses in his eyes.
As his Nine-Nine Return to One Sword Technique gradually took shape, he had already locked onto his target.
With a swift thrust, the sword intent descended, and the enemy's head flew off.
The crowd gasped in shock at the sight. Chen Anlin had actually slain the captain of the Wolf Cavalry!
In the distance, Alimu watched as two of his subordinates met a gruesome fate, his anger reaching its peak. How could this Chen Anlin be so powerful?!
He suddenly recalled the Great Zhou Empress. When she first stepped onto the battlefield, she too had fought beyond her level, sweeping through her enemies with ease. Since then, she had won battle after battle, creating an undefeated legend.
Now, another figure like Chen Anlin had emerged.
What a pity, no matter how strong you are, being in the same era as the Empress means you are destined to be crushed beneath her.
Alimu coldly remarked to himself. In his view, the Great Zhou Empress would never allow a talent comparable to hers to grow.
While he pondered, Chen Anlin had already plunged into the ranks of the Wolf Cavalry.
He moved as if in an uninhabited realm; one by one, the Wolf Cavalry and their mounts fell like chopped vegetables, severed limbs and scattered remains littering the ground.
So strong! How could he be this powerful and brave? Zhao Yao's complexion shifted between shades of green and white.
Once, she admired great heroes and had set her sights on the resolute Xiao Chen.
But now, comparing the two, Chen Anlin resembled a true hero more—charging into enemy ranks and instilling fear in their hearts.
And where was Xiao Chen?
Suddenly, Zhao Yao realized that Xiao Chen was nowhere to be found. Her expression darkened instantly.
Could it be that he abandoned her and ran away?
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