Imperial Cultivation-Chapter 159 - 157: Annihilation

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The Four Symbols Soul Execution Formation truly lives up to its reputation as the most powerful of the Thirteen Formations, much stronger than the Thunder Spear Formation.

The descending power of the void shows its potency.

The power of the Thunder Spear Formation falls like light rain, but the Four Symbols Soul Execution Formation’s void power pours down like a torrential downpour.

A violent force descends, enhancing them and instantly putting them into a mystical state.

In this state, not only does their strength and speed increase by leaps, but it also calms their mind, allowing them to focus and sense subtle details.

Mistakes that were previously imperceptible are now clearly felt, and they continuously adjust their position and speed, merging more deeply with the formation.

The deeper the merging with the formation, the stronger the power descending from the void, making them more sensitive and proficient with the formation. As the formation becomes more perfected, the power from the void becomes stronger.

Their mental state is as calm as still water, as if watching others charge from a distance.

The power surging in their bodies is almost overflowing, making them feel omnipotent and fearless, as if they could pierce through any solid object with a single sword strike.

Mountains block, they cut through mountains; rivers obstruct, they break through rivers.

With this immense power and lightning speed, they stabbed forward as a whole, forming a bizarre illusion against the galloping Stepping Cloud Iron Cavalry.

The over two hundred Stepping Cloud Iron Cavalry were like a great dark cloud, clearly moving at incredible speed, but gave a sense of gentle grace and an inexplicable suffocating feeling.

Chu Zhiyuan realized that the power of the Four Symbols Soul Execution Formation isolated him from the mental influence of the Stepping Cloud Iron Cavalry.

It didn’t even trigger the sharp aura of the Qingying Sword.

The full display of the Four Symbols Soul Execution Formation’s might was beyond his imagination, the power surging within him was not Gang Qi, but a special power, a surprising power.

This power almost doubled his speed and strength, an unimaginable might.

He felt as if he could punch a Great Grandmaster to death.

...

He swung the Qingying Sword, leading them to constantly adjust in subtle directions, searching for the flaws and weaknesses of the Stepping Cloud Iron Cavalry.

Finally, he led the group to charge into the Stepping Cloud Iron Cavalry from their most significant flaw.

The Stepping Cloud Iron Cavalry saw him from afar, a surging killing intent roiling within them, their eyes shooting out cold light as if to devour people.

Chu Zhiyuan ignored their gaze, moving calmly, the Qingying Sword sweeping across necks, sending heads flying into the air.

Steeds bore headless bodies forward continuously.

Blood columns shot skyward.

Though the Stepping Cloud Iron Cavalry had more men and thicker formations, they were pierced through like paper by the adversary effortlessly.

Chu Zhiyuan and his group blasted through without difficulty, and before they could even turn back, they heard the rapid hoofbeats behind them.

The ground trembled as if boiling.

Chasing Wind Cavalry charged at full speed, over two hundred riders transforming into twelve streaks of lightning, rushing straight at the now scattered Stepping Cloud Iron Cavalry.

The Stepping Cloud Iron Cavalry failed to adjust in time, with over two hundred facing another two hundred, soaring into the air, spurting blood in midair.

Some died instantly, while others lingered with half a life.

Chu Zhiyuan halted his charge, turned to look at the Chasing Wind Cavalry who had pierced through the Stepping Cloud Iron Cavalry, and shouted: "Any casualties?"

"None!"

"Haha, good, you all go and have a rest, I’ll treat you to drinks when you return to the capital!"

"Okay, Princely Heir, then we’ll take our leave!"

The Chasing Wind Cavalry called out a few times and left directly.

Inside Gaoling Town, Chu Mingrui was left unprotected, needing them to return as soon as possible to safeguard, allowing no delay.

The field was a mess.

Heads rolled on the grass, stained with blood from the ground, while some headless bodies sat on horseback, and others lay prone on the ground.

Some horses lay dead or bleeding, while some stood bewildered aside.

Screams rose and fell, mixed with roars and curses.

The scene was extremely chaotic.

Behind Chu Zhiyuan stood twenty-four Prince Mansion Guards, quietly watching the tragic scene, still somewhat dazed.

Everything before their eyes seemed too unreal; they doubted if they were the ones who broke through the Stepping Cloud Iron Cavalry, or if it was just a dream.

Chu Zhiyuan waved his hand: "Kill them all, leave no survivors, take their armor and horses, and bury the bodies on the spot!"

"... Yes!"

Guo Chi hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and agreed.

Chu Zhiyuan suddenly urged his horse forward, skillfully passing among the Stepping Cloud Iron Cavalry, picking up three swords along the way.

Li Haoyuan stood among the household guards, watching the scene before him with eyes wide open, the sight strongly impacting him, shattering his perception.

He had never imagined such a scene for the Stepping Cloud Iron Cavalry.

They had always crushed others’ forces like a stone rolling over ants, and never had anyone crushed them in such a manner.

Before the eyes of those two hundred Chasing Wind Cavalry, the Stepping Cloud Iron Cavalry seemed unformed, moving as slowly as old men and women.

Even more frightening was the twenty-four-member Iron Cavalry before him, completely ignoring the Stepping Cloud Iron Cavalry’s defense, like a hot knife through snow, without any hindrance.

Breaking through the formation was too easy, as if the two hundred Stepping Cloud Iron Cavalry were fake.

Chu Zhiyuan swung the longsword in his hand one by one.

In their view, it was also a Breaking Gang Divine Weapon.

Unfortunately, these three Breaking Gang Divine Weapons were entirely different from his previous wooden sword, identical to the Evil Extermination Sword.

He sighed, flicked the three longswords, and finally tossed them to Zou Fang behind him: "Keep them."

"Yes."

He once again urged his horse into the blood and screams, the Qingying Sword lightly sweeping across the necks of four Stepping Cloud Iron Cavalry, completely killing the four hidden Grandmasters.

Looking at the four dead Stepping Cloud Iron Cavalry, he sighed: "Grandmasters are so fragile in such brutal battles."

Protective Gang Qi is not omnipotent, the strong power of cavalry charges strikes them like a giant stone flying fast.

The formation, broken by Chu Zhiyuan, could not form a defense.

Even with Protective Gang Qi, it dispersed with blood boiling in the chaos, leading to their injury by other cavalry.

Even injured, the Grandmasters were far beyond ordinary Innate Masters, capable of sudden attacks or escape at any time.

Yet, they never expected anyone would recognize them.

Injured and caught off guard by Chu Zhiyuan’s Qingying Sword, they were ultimately ambushed and killed.

Slaying four Grandmasters, Chu Zhiyuan felt nothing, like slaying four ordinary Martial Arts experts.

"Who are they...?" Li Haoyuan asked with a frown.

Chu Zhiyuan casually replied, "Four Grandmasters, originally sent to assassinate you, weren’t they?"

"...Thank you, Princely Heir." Li Haoyuan said solemnly.

He wondered if he could survive if these four Grandmasters suddenly attacked.

Ultimately, he felt it was hard to escape death.

Suddenly attacked by four Grandmasters, and caught off guard, escape seemed impossible.

His face was grave: "Princely Heir, this time your enmity with Da Meng has deepened, they will certainly try every way to kill you."

Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "How would they know I did it?... It was clearly Uncle Ten."

Li Haoyuan glanced around at the surrounding people.

Chu Zhiyuan said, "Is there a Da Meng spy among them?"

"Definitely!" Li Haoyuan slowly said, "Princely Heir, Da Meng’s spies are more formidable than you can imagine."

Chu Zhiyuan’s Super Sense was closely monitoring everyone present, not missing the slightest expression, splitting his mind into dozens of parts, focusing on one person with each thought.

The result showed no abnormalities.

His Prince Mansion Guards had no issues, which was not surprising, as they were surrounded for thirty years, Da Meng had no chance to insert spies.

Even if there were spies in the Prince Mansion, they had been withdrawn early, finding excuses to disappear.

As for those present, they were recruited during the mansion’s sealing process, with clear backgrounds, and no one plotted against the Prince Mansion then.

Chu Zhiyuan shouted: "Today’s events, it was Prince Ying’s Personal Guard who eradicated these Stepping Cloud Iron Cavalry, everyone remember this?"

"Yes!" Everyone responded in unison.

At this moment, Chu Zhiyuan appeared before them like a Heavenly God descending, with unmatched prestige.

Chu Zhiyuan said, "If you think about showing off, you will ultimately be silently killed, dying inexplicable deaths!"

"Yes!" Everyone nodded quickly.

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