Beginning with the Ubume Bird-Chapter 595 - 27: The Fierce Battle Begins

It was the Proxy Traveler.

As Li Yan retracted the Dodge Tomahawk and narrowly avoided the sword’s radiance, his mind was already calculating.

During their direct confrontation, A Fleeting Glimpse further confirmed Li Yan’s suspicion.

In fact, non-Proxy Travelers couldn’t use A Fleeting Glimpse to investigate Proxy Travelers; attempting to do so would only alert them.

But with his private Earth Endurance, when Li used external plug-in-like authority skills built upon the information network of 8 million Earth Endurances, such as "A Fleeting Glimpse," he often gained some privileges.

"Jin Ye, Proxy Ou Yezi, has never held an official seat at the Yan Zhao Club..."

One by one, his private Earth Endurance divulged Jin Ye’s information.

The Dual Sword Person, or Jin Ye, displayed an unusual composure in the face of Li Yan’s sudden close-range assault, and two willow-leaf short swords reappeared within the hundred meters of red sword light that he couldn’t easily move out of.

Just as Li Yan, now able to command over a thousand undead creatures from the Water Lord Palace, had his start in Ancient Martial Arts.

Believing that Jin Ye’s close-range capabilities were a weakness because he could wield dozens of meters of sword light was utterly fanciful.

Interestingly, both of them were extremely confident in their close-quarters swordsmanship that day.

The red sword light of the dual swords formed a "乂" shape and seemed to slowly fade away.

"Specialty: Ancient Swordsmanship, 90%."

His private Earth Endurance continued.

Li Yan’s right hand came together like a sharp blade, covered in fresh blood, sending Jin Ye’s head flying while his body remained upright.

Fourth-tier genetic ability: Summer Yak

As one of the four cornerstone genetic abilities of Destiny Yak, Summer Yak granted cells an incredible activation capability. But its potential applications went far beyond that.

Over the past month, Li Yan barely managed to make the outer layers of his skin form a sharp keratinous layer through Summer Yak. His personal tests revealed its sharpness was not much inferior to the Gold-engraved Tiger Head Spear.

Unexpectedly, Jin Ye wasn’t dead; his eyes bulging, he cursed silently.

"Ancient Martial Arts at 101%? Damn my rotten luck."

The life characteristics of Proxy Travelers were altered, so decapitation wasn’t fatal, but it was enough to deprive them of any functional abilities.

Rather than fear, annoyance was the predominant emotion in Jin Ye’s heart.

Li Yan stepped over Jin Ye’s rigid, headless body, his movements flickering to a patch of ruins where dust had yet to settle, and stood before a braided girl who had stood up from the rubble.

The girl’s face was solemn as she ignited purple nether fire on the white paper money fluttering through the sky, which at a glance had a stark and terrifying aura.

"Meng Qi, Proxy Reincarnation King, has never held an official seat at the Yan Zhao Club..."

Bone Reincarnation!

But before the nether fire could act, each piece of paper money was extinguished by a clump of tentacle-shaped black mist, while a series of extinguishing sounds filled the air.

Li Yan swept past Meng Qi like the wind.

Meng Qi felt a heavy weight in her heart. She still had an ace up her sleeve and had thought about pursuing the attack, but on second thought, there would be other chances to enter the venue. Whether facing the old man or this youth, she wasn’t necessarily outmatched in a fight, so why put all her eggs in one basket?

With that thought, Meng Qi’s spirit slackened, and after mulling it over, she simply ran away.

The mist grew thicker, and Li Yan, carrying Zheng Jinghong on his back, approached an old man and a young boy.

The eyes of the old man and the boy scanned back and forth between the two adversaries, while only Li Yan took a deep breath, looking up at the sky.

Without a moment’s hesitation, the two charged at Li Yan together.

Yan Fuming, Proxy Kuao E, representative of the fifth seat of the Yan Zhao Club

Feng Xin, Proxy Subhuti, has never held an official seat at the Yan Zhao Club.

Li Yan had awakened double-digit gene abilities this past month, and his development of Spring Yak and Summer Yak had also seen greater growth. The greatest progress was a 1% increase in Ancient Martial Arts.

Yet, these were still not enough for Li Yan to face veteran Proxy Travelers with confidence.

In the past, his trump cards for contending with Proxy Travelers were only Tentacle-Shaped Calamity Water and the True Explanation of Qilian Swordsmanship, the latter of which, once used, not to mention the difficulty in pulling punches, would also leave him powerless for a short time, the risk was simply too great.

As for the former, it often acted as a double-edged sword.

A purple line emerged on Li Yan’s brow.

The dense fog that filled the entire ruin suddenly dissipated.

Li Yan disappeared from the spot as well.

The old man was knowledgeable; he looked up and noticed the pot-bottom-black, thick clouds hanging so low they seemed touchable by hand.

The second peak breakthrough of Yun Zhongjun.

Thousand Prosperous Clouds: An unrestrained torrential downpour that sweeps away everything. Beneath the torrential rain, Dragon Mist and Tentacle-Shaped Calamity Water can be transformed into each other without limit, significantly enhancing the efficiency of converting Soul-forgiving Water.

Divine Court effects:

Taiyi Shengshui: Greatly increased control over Dragon Mist, Tentacle-Shaped Calamity Water, and Soul-forgiving Water.

Force of Ten Thousand Aspects: Freely use and merge the powers of all inheritances in the Divine Court without being suppressed by any Proxy of the ancient Chu Region Divine System.

"Gu Huo Bird’s Hidden Flight" and "Yun Zhongjun’s Driving the Nine States" temporarily merge, allowing you to traverse through any rainfall at will.

"Yun Zhongjun’s Yunmeng Marsh," "Wu Zhiqi’s Nine Variations of Calamity," and "Gu Huo Bird’s Blood Dip" temporarily merge, allowing all species under the Water Lord to freely move through the downpour.

"Yun Zhongjun’s Thousand Prosperous Clouds," "Gu Huo Bird’s Ghost Chariot," and "Wu Zhiqi’s Calamity Wave" temporarily merge, granting the ability to completely disperse into water during the downpour; as long as it rains, you exist.

Yan Fuming muttered to himself incredulously, "Divine Court?"

A pure black raindrop fell on his forehead, followed by a cascade of rainfall.

The torrential rain of Disaster Water

Yan Fuming felt a stinging sensation on his fingers, he looked down to see a bronze-colored Water Tiger Fish biting his finger, with dozens of R’lyeh Water Tigers materializing out of thin air around his waist, like a bronze belt.

Pig Dragons, Dragon Mane Jellyfish, Seven-Treasure Saber Snouts... a variety of bizarre and oddly colored creatures swam and darted through the ruins, blurring the line between dreamy fantasy and whether this was ocean or land.

The magnificent illusion of the deep sea spread from the heavy rain, enveloping the entire city in the black torrential rain.

Amidst the roaring, Feng Xin grew larger against the wind, his form stretching beyond sight, his body riddled with dense blood holes, his fists trying to part the black clouded sky. The various creatures did not even reach his knees. In contrast, Yan Fuming bent over, bearing the black raindrops that pitted his body with holes, and slipped away in a wisp of smoke.

The black torrential rain washed away everything, not just the ruins, but the entire city’s wanderers of Yan Fu cursed while showcasing their supernatural abilities, either avoiding or enduring the rainstorm.

Fortunately, the rain only lasted a little over three minutes before it stopped.

Feng Xin lay curled up among the ruins, barely alive when Li Yan appeared before him, crouching down with a palm open, revealing a small puddle of Soul-forgiving Water.

Feng Xin held it in his hands, staring at Li Yan with a complex expression.

Li Yan untied Zheng Jinghong from his back and walked to the entrance of the venue.

"Don’t forget what you promised me."

Zheng Jinghong saw only darkness before him, but he faintly sensed movements, barely saying, "Rest assured, I keep my word, but I still say what I did was futile."

No sooner had he spoken than Li Yan threw him into the entrance of the venue.

The cobblestone disappeared completely, and Li Yan stretched lazily. He looked up to see a man standing on high ground, gazing at the sky.

An old acquaintance of Li Yan.

Wushan.