Swordsman the Wanderer
Ch 70's. Two Witches
Three months passed.
Zhang En continued to travel through several kingdoms that existed in the territory of the Ming Dynasty Empire and he was currently stopping somewhere.
During the trip, he spent most of the three months cultivating in the God Mountain Temple, thus avoiding unnecessary trouble. Only occasionally, when Zhang En stayed in the wilderness, he would meet some small groups of bandits and crush them easily without a fight.
Zhang En's current strength could already be said to be terrible what else if dealing with two two-star God Swordsman at once, he would be able to overcome that.
Zhang En stared at the vast dry land in front of him, the sand and dust rolling in the dry wind. As soon as he stepped onto the ground, Zhang En felt a powerful death aura in the air as well as demonic energy and bloodlust, evil, and indescribable sadness.
Zhang En used his internal strength and Qi, vigilantly watching his surroundings. He then stepped slowly through the area and continued to head north, where a City was visible from a distance.
The aura of death and the smell of blood were too dense on every road he walked. After flying for two hours, Zhang En suddenly stopped and raised his vigilance.
Detecting the dense death aura and the strong smell of blood, Zhang En reduced his flying speed. As he got closer, the smell of death in the air became more concentrated and a piercing smell of blood was smelled in his nose.
''The thick aura of death!'' Zhang En was wary of the surroundings
The density of this death aura signified that there were several hundred thousand dead people in this place, perhaps even millions.
Therefore, there was only one possibility, the area ahead right now was the battlefield. The stifling smell of blood meant that there was a war going on ahead.
Zhang En spread his spiritual awareness, and ten minutes later, he landed on top of a small hill. Zhang En finally saw a group of people fighting on the vast plains some distance ahead.
The group was distinguished by the battle robe they wore, colored red and yellow, two heavily armed troops with swords and spears engaged in fierce battles and rode horses. Shouts as well as the aura of death and the scent of viscous blood gathered above their battlefields.
Wars were common between certain cities or kingdoms. Hence, the battle scene before his eyes at the moment did not surprise Zhang En.
Watching the dark red clouds soaring in the air due to the aura of death and the blood energy in the sky, an idea flashed across Zhang En's mind. All of these death spirit clouds were, in effect, formed from blood soul qi, which was most advantageous for Zhang En to practice the Demon God Dragon Sword Art.
During these years, most of Zhang En put aside this battle skill due to his blood soul Qi requirements. But the power of the Demonic God Dragon Sword was undeniable. There were five moves in using the Devil God Dragon Sword and each had an earth-shaking effect, one of them if mastered, will bring greater destructive power than the Dragon God's Fury Sword.
Zhang En immediately diverted his energy according to the Demonic God Dragon Sword technique. The ten fingers bent into claws and his directed suction force pointed towards the dark red clouds in the sky. Instantly, a strand of dark energy floated into Zhang En's hands.
The strands of dark energy continued to flow into Zhang En's hands, being absorbed into his body and circulating along the veins. In the next moment, Zhang En pointed both of his claw-shaped hands at the dark clouds above the battle area that were filled with death aura.
A terrifying shout echoed as two dark palms flew out, tearing space straight towards the cliff wall that looked a bit far from its position. The surrounding sky turned dark, shadows swirled within the dark fog, no less than fifteen ghost heads let out terrifying wails and shouts that made ordinary human bodies goosebumps upon hearing it.
Seeing this result made Zhang En very excited. Practicing the sword technique of the Demonic God Dragon Art using soul blood qi from the death spirit clouds gathered above this battlefield exceeded his expectations.
Based on his observations, if Zhang En practiced here, he would be able to achieve a great completion in the first move of the Demonic God Dragon Art sword technique.
Not wasting any time, Zhang En continued to absorb the soul blood Qi emanating from the death spirit cloud while practicing the first move of the Demonic God Dragon Art Sword.
More than two hours passed. Zhang En immersed himself in the practice of the Demonic God Dragon Sword technique.
Even though it was only two hours, training the attack power was the first step, the Lamentation of Thousands of death spirits experienced a huge surge. The dark aura doubled, the dark mist around became denser, the, and the cries of the spirits who had died in that war sounded in the air akin to thousands of demons fighting to break free.
While Zhang En was focusing on training, from a distance, a piercing wind sound rang out behind the two figures clad in black robes with terrifying faces. Two middle-aged men landed on another mountain peak adjacent to the battlefield.
One of them had a slanted sword scar on his forehead and the other one had a long face like a horse. From a somewhat higher place, the two watched the maelstrom of chaos and blood on the battlefield. These two people turned out to be witches who had magic power.
"Kill, kill more, more deaths better, haha... The more blood the death spirit the faster the undead corpse we get becomes a sixth grade earth spirit." The middle-aged man with the scar laughed boisterously.
The long horse-faced middle-aged man followed while laughing, the “Undead corpse we obtained will be able to ascend to rank seven of Earth. At that time, combining our powers simultaneously, no disciple in the Sky Mage Sect will be our opponent, other than Master!"
The scar-faced man looked up towards the dark red dead spirit clouds rolling above. His eyebrows suddenly wrinkled, “There's something wrong! Why is the Qi of death spirit blood less than usual!”
Hearing the scar-faced man's cry, the long-faced man hurriedly looked up at the sky above the vast plains. Finally he realized indeed, the blood Qi of the death spirit was much less.
The two of them came to collect the blood Qi of the death spirit. Previously, the dark red clouds above were much more than this, and today, the two armies continued to fight, the blood Qi of death spirits should have accumulated more. Something suspicious is going on.
In this ongoing battlefield, the aura of death felt extremely powerful, and in general the blood Qi of death spirits could persist for a long time.
“Eh, there is actually someone who is absorbing the blood Qi of the death spirit?!” At the next moment, the middle-aged horse-faced man saw the dark clouds that were above visible, the blood Qi being absorbed flowing towards another peak.
Seeing this, the former-faced middle-aged man sneered coldly, “Actually there is someone who is not afraid of dying, bravely came here to this Forbidden Land and tried to seize the blood Qi of the death spirit! Since someone is seeking death, then we will fulfill his wish!" He flew without a word, turning into a wisp of black smoke, soaring towards the peak where Zhang En was.
The horse-faced man quickly followed.
From afar, the two men watched as Zhang En was practicing the Demonic God Dragon Art Sword Technique. They exchanged glances and looks of shock emanated on their faces.
“So strong, what fighting skills does this child train in?!” A few seconds later, the scar-faced man could not help but say, "Here, this might be even stronger than the Sky Mage Sect!"
The horse-faced middle-aged man exclaimed: "Could it be a high-level battle skill?"
"High level battle skills!" Their eyes sparkle.
The scar-faced man laughed out loud, “I didn't expect, ah, we will experience such a good thing. Brother, even Heaven is giving us good luck! With this high-level battle skill, once the two of us get it make progress in training, even that Chen Tian Sect Leader, is not our opponent. At that time, the Sky Mage Sect can only be ours!"
The horse-faced man laughed in agreement.
“Come, catch the boy alive, we must not let him escape!”
“Capture this child, make him tell us about this fighting skill, then we will play around with him a little, tell him the consequences of taking the death spirit blood Qi from us!”
The two men sped up a movement and arrived at the top of the mountain where Zhang En was practicing his hanga in the blink of an eye. One in the front and one in the back, blocking all of Zhang En's escape routes to prevent him from escaping.
Landing above the ground, the two men slowly approached Zhang En.
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