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When Lu Fei Fan arrived at the mountainside, the battle had just concluded, and the air was thick with the mingled scents of sweat and blood. A crowd had gathered in a clearing, and there was no need for him to hide; he blended in among them. Many wore masks and veils, their eyes peering cautiously at those around them, vigilant and on guard.
The clearing was bustling, and Lu Fei Fan noticed a steep cliff looming ahead. A large group of people was blocked at the entrance of a narrow mountain pass. This pass was flanked by towering peaks that isolated it from other routes to the summit, but a formidable Fortress Gate made entirely of rock had been constructed there.
The Fortress Gate stood several dozen meters high, seamlessly integrated with the mountainside. It resembled a masterpiece chiseled by skilled artisans, as if crafted by divine hands. However, at the entrance of this fortress stood a Cyclops wielding a massive axe.
The Cyclops was bound by thick chains that wrapped around his upper body and legs, as if he were imprisoned there. The chains bore the marks of time and wear, their material uncertain—whether stone or metal—yet they showed signs of battle with deep and shallow scars from weapons.
Lu Fei Fan observed that this Cyclops was tasked with guarding the entrance to the fortress. His wild hair was tied back in a bundle, and his powerful legs supported his towering frame of nearly ten meters. He wore only a pair of Beast Skin shorts and looked down upon the humans gathered in the clearing, eager to breach the fortress.
Lu Fei Fan noted that the Cyclops's hand holding the axe was unlike that of a human; it had four fingers. The massive axe, made from an unknown material, had already lost two corners from wear.
Before him lay the bodies of more than ten individuals who had attempted to charge through unsuccessfully. The giant stood proudly at the gate, clearly unwilling to let anyone pass easily.
Many scattered groups in the clearing were deliberating strategies. Among them, Lu Fei Fan noticed members of the Lian Family present as well.
"I think this giant is all bark and no bite; we should just rush him! There are many of us—an elephant can be brought down by ants!" someone proposed boldly.
"Why don’t you go first then? Stop shouting nonsense," another retorted. After all, no one wanted to be used as cannon fodder.
“The previous strikes were dealt by this giant, and the surrounding air felt as if it had solidified; the force was terrifying,” someone said, trembling with fear.
“Whoever gets inside first will claim the treasure!” A tall, thin man named Zhong Nian drew an Ancient Longsword, and the warriors around him also unsheathed their Zhan Daos or prepared their Hot Weapons for ranged support.
“These are the people from the Luo family!”
“Then how can we, the Chen Family, be left behind!”
Immediately, another group began to prepare for action. However, their leader appeared pale and shadowy, tucking away a handkerchief used to wipe sweat from his brow, his tone somewhat strange.
“Chen Ziying’s Cyclone Sword and Luo Chonggao’s Vein Flame Blade—both are at the level of Top War Generals…”
“It seems both have joined forces with major families to enter here, but their teams have scattered. Who would have thought they were heading towards this mountain?”
“Should we follow them?” someone suggested.
“Let’s observe for now,” another replied, choosing to watch the unfolding situation.
Regardless of the discussions around them, the Chen Family quickly allied with two other family teams and charged forward with a total of ten people!
The first six or seven formed a fan shape as they rushed towards the giant. Standing before the Fortress Gate, they resembled statues. As one of them launched an attack, the giant slowly turned its head to regard those charging at it.
Chen Ziying and Luo Chonggao led their respective families into battle. They pushed forward with all their might. Chen Ziying drew his slender sword; as he activated his Pulse Energy, swirling energy coalesced into a cyclone of sword shadows. With a whoosh, three astonishing white sword shadow cyclones shot towards the giant's face.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The giant raised its palm, and the cyclones erupted against its rough hand, spraying blood mist. Luo Chonggao charged directly to the giant's feet; flames suddenly surged from his Ancient Longsword as he lunged forward and swung at the giant’s foot with all his strength!
The flames of the Ancient Longsword surged violently, resembling a broad blade of fire!
Gasps erupted from the spectators outside the arena.
Clang!
The giant's massive axe came sweeping down from who knows where, instantly blocking the Zhan Dao. The surging flames exploded outward, climbing higher and higher, like a fierce momentum spreading towards the giant's axe, threatening to engulf his hand in flames.
The Cyclops clearly saw through his trick. The giant's axe suddenly erupted with an intense chill, frost rolling down from the giant's hand. The flames seemed to freeze in place, transforming entirely into ice formations shaped like flames!
With a shake of his Long Axe, countless ice shards scattered. Chen Ziying's Cyclone Sword once again aimed to strike the giant, but the giant's Battle Axe came slicing through the air. Lu Fei Fan felt a jolt in his heart; the edge of that massive axe was actually flowing with frost and lightning?
In an instant, the bright energy gathered by the giant’s raised axe twisted into darkness!
Immediately after, a torrent of power rushed down towards Chen Ziying, like a thunderous strike. Countless frost-white bolts of lightning became dazzlingly terrifying at the moment the giant's axe fell, transforming into purple lightning energy!
In another corner, the Lian Family and Dongfang Family were watching intently. Lian Chongtang and Dongfang Hui stood side by side, with Lian Qingzong and his father Lian Shuzhou behind them, along with several uncles.
When they saw the giant's Pulse Energy suddenly change, their expressions shifted slightly, but only Dongfang Hui remained calm.
“Pulse Energy has materialized.”
What is known as Pulse Energy materialization refers to the enhancement that occurs after crossing into the War God Realm. The Pulse Energy cultivated by a Human Body elevates to a new level—frosting over, crystallizing, and activating transformative abilities. The more refined the Pulse Energy becomes upon entering the War God realm, it can even frost or crystallize further!
The power displayed by the giant had already surpassed this level. However, those familiar with such matters—Dongfang Hui and others—could see that there was a distinct difference in levels of power here; this process allowed them to assess the situation accurately.
With one swing of his axe, Chen Ziying hurriedly unleashed four cyclones that were all shattered instantly. His face changed dramatically; the descending axe made him feel an overwhelming urge to flee. But if he retreated, those subordinates following him would undoubtedly perish. Gritting his teeth, he had no choice but to channel all his Pulse Energy into a swirling white tornado that roared towards the giant.
Boom!
Chen Ziying was sent flying, his slender sword shattering into countless pieces. His body exploded like bursting beans, blood spraying into the air.
Countless eyes widened in shock.
"Young Master!" Several subordinates rushed forward, desperate to save Chen Ziying.
The giant roared, swinging his axe like a hurricane. The warriors who had just leaped into the air were swept away as if caught in a gale. When they regained their balance and looked at their bodies, half of them had already vanished.
Luo Chongming saw Chen Ziying gravely injured and leaped onto the giant's arm, where he wielded the Ancient Longsword engulfed in flames. He spun it around, and the raging fire blazed fiercely along the giant's arm.
But the Cyclops exhaled a breath of frost toward his arm, and the flames were instantly extinguished, turning to ice. The fire on Luo Chongming's sword flickered dangerously low.
"Not good!"
The giant spat at Luo Chongming, a mouthful of white phlegm shooting toward him like a lightning bolt!
Luo Chongming hurriedly rolled and raised his sword to block. Clang!
The long sword shattered under the impact, and the white spit struck him directly. Luo Chongming was sent flying as if struck by a heavy blow, soaring dozens of meters away before crashing down in a cloud of dust, his fate uncertain.
Meanwhile, the subordinates still attacking the giant found themselves targeted. The giant lowered his head and spat again; the razor-sharp phlegm created explosive craters in the ground. Two warriors who failed to dodge were hit directly, resulting in a gruesome death on the spot.
What had begun as an evenly matched battle turned into a brutal massacre.
The giant turned his single eye toward those restless figures on the ground, an invisible pressure sweeping over them. Lu Fei Fan could clearly feel the heavy weight of that oppressive force bearing down on him.
The atmosphere was thick with silence and tension in the open space, as many people found themselves devoid of unnecessary thoughts, yet none were willing to leave; they were clearly waiting and watching.
Two groups began to withdraw, and Lu Fei Fan gazed at the giant. Even if he managed to get past it, how would he open the door behind it? That was another problem altogether.
But just then, clang!
The massive door behind the giant suddenly moved. It seemed as if something had triggered it to swing open, creating a narrow gap. Although it was only a few meters wide, it was enough for a person to slip through.
Lu Fei Fan calculated his options. With the Gods' Armor on him, perhaps the speed granted by the Feathered Wings would allow him to dash through!
He decided he would wait for the right moment to make his move.
Of course, Lu Fei Fan wasn't the only one with such thoughts.
“Smoke bomb! Flashbang!”
Suddenly, someone shouted, and in an instant, others realized what needed to be done. They hurled flashbangs and smoke bombs toward the giant.
In an instant, the open area and the entrance of the fortress were engulfed in thick smoke, accompanied by numerous flashbangs exploding in mid-air. These devices blinded anyone caught in their light for a brief moment, but that short duration was enough for those confident in their speed to launch their charge.
As soon as the door opened, everyone could no longer contain themselves.
The giant's eyes were momentarily blinded by the flashbangs, and countless individuals surged forward like wild horses breaking free from their reins.
Lu Fei Fan was at the forefront. As the others threw their flashbangs, his Gods' Armor unfurled around him. In the swirling smoke, no one could see that Lu Fei Fan possessed a pair of astonishing Feathered Wings. Everyone was madly rushing toward that open door!
Roar!
The giant seemed enraged, unable to anticipate the treachery of these humans.
His massive axe swung down with a howl, unleashing a terrifying surge of Pulse Energy that slashed wildly through the smoke-filled surroundings. Many were struck down instantly, while others were propelled through the gates, disappearing inside, followed by a relentless stream of others.
The giant used both hands and feet, wielding his axe with ferocity, and unleashed blasts like white swords to kill those who dared to cross his formidable threshold.
Lu Fei Fan's vibrating wings locked onto a direction as he charged towards the gates, the howling wind propelling him forward. However, within the smoke created by the smoke bombs, many collided with one another or became disoriented in the chaos. Just as Lu Fei Fan was about to burst through the gates, danger struck; the giant's terrifying axe sliced through the mist towards his back!
In mid-air, Lu Fei Fan executed a challenging somersault. The axe grazed his back, its overwhelming force tearing through the Black and White Wings granted by the Gods' Armor.
He plummeted to the ground, rolling several times as he landed. The entrance to the gates was merely ten meters away. Gritting his teeth and disregarding everything else, he summoned all his Pulse Energy. It surged forth like the heartbeat of an Ancient being, propelling him like a shooting arrow through the gates!
The giant's axe followed closely behind, like a Death Scythe sweeping down upon those rushing towards the entrance. They reached out in disbelief or stared wide-eyed, unable to comprehend that someone could surpass their speed in crossing that threshold. Their lives were forever frozen outside that door.
Those who were struck down had their bodies torn apart by the giant's terrifying Pulse Energy, reduced to falling frost-like powder.
Immediately after, a dozen figures shot through the gates like lightning—Dongfang Hui and members of the Lian Family. Outside the gates, the giant let out a thunderous roar as he raised his Battle Axe high. The clouds darkened as lightning cascaded down along the blade, crashing into the ground below. Countless fleeing individuals were struck by the descending bolts, their bodies pinned to the earth as they emitted desperate and chilling cries!
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