Otherworldly Desert Dust-Chapter 341 - 296 Martial Saint Mrs. Zeng

Above the marshes, brown warhorses sped by.

Mrs. Zeng was clad in green and red armor, holding a Green Blade that had the howling wind twirling around it.

On the journey, the troops led by Mrs. Zeng also encountered fleeing soldiers from Jiang Mansion’s military army, but she never hesitated to brandish her blade, immediately slaughtering those scattered defeated soldiers!

Before they had even reached Ya City, Mrs. Zeng and her troop of martial warriors were already drenched in blood, especially their blades, which seemed to still carry the breath of the souls of the dead soldiers from Jiang Mansion.

Compared to the numerous yet disorganized army of Jiang Mansion, Mrs. Zeng’s martial warriors moved too fast; they took only seven days to reach the Ya City Plain.

The plain was covered with reeds, their roots set in soil still stained with a copious amount of unwashed blood, with dead warhorses and shattered armor visible everywhere...

It seemed as though the people of Ya City knew the battle wouldn’t end so quickly, and they were too lazy to even leave the city to clean the corpses, leaving the birds and beasts of the marsh plain to feast.

"Lady, we may have underestimated Ya City," said Liu Yu, the commander of Zeng Mansion.

"But they’re mere Jianghu dogs and cats!" Mrs. Zeng didn’t take the military forces within Ya City seriously at all, "Send my command, if anyone in the city dares resist, slaughter them all!"

After resting briefly in situ, Mrs. Zeng was also waiting for the message from the messenger.

But soon, a tamed Spiritual Eagle appeared in the rainy Cloud Sky, flying towards them and dropping the body of the messenger she had sent in front of her.

Seeing her subordinate slain, Mrs. Zeng’s face revealed a smile, an eerie expression as she smiled with only half of her face, sending shivers down the spines of the generals familiar with her.

When Mrs. Zeng got brutal, she was like a Great Demon living deep in the mountains for a thousand years; there were rumors she even bathed in the blood of disobedient maids to maintain her skin!

"Advance!"

Mrs. Zeng didn’t understand battle tactics, nor did she need them.

In the world of martial artists, battle tactics are secondary; in front of the overwhelming power of True Martial strength, any formation is meaningless. All it takes is a command, and all martial artists would transform into ferocious beasts of slaughter, tearing apart any resisters in their path!

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At the city’s watchtower, Wu Hen gathered with his fellow martial artists, looking down at the approaching martial warriors of Zeng Mansion.

They were only a thousand strong, but the oppressive force they brought far exceeded the ten thousand-strong army of Jiang Mansion. Each person overflowed with strong True Qi, and even if they hadn’t reached the realm of True Qi External Release, they already formed a formidable presence, like a terrifying storm rising on the plain, turning even the raindrops from the sky into their barrier of wind and rain! Continue reading at novelbuddy

"The weakest among these people are Ninth Level Martial Apprentices, and with the Green Armor and green soldiers of Zeng Mansion enhancing them, each person’s strength has soared to the Martial Master Realm!" The Martial Monk stood next to Wu Hen, speaking gravely.

They lost about forty percent of their numbers when dealing with Jiang Mansion’s army.

Although during these seven days, continuously, brethren from nearby domains arrived, their cultivation was not very high, and they merely made up the numbers.

Right now, Mrs. Zeng personally leading the martial warriors for the kill, and their speed was extremely fast, with an unstoppable momentum. This made everyone in Ya City realize that even a dying camel is bigger than a horse, and Mrs. Zeng’s strength, having survived in the Wuting court, absolutely crushed the local household army!

"If I remember correctly, the master of this city is called Lu Yun," Mrs. Zeng said with immense confidence as she rode out from the ranks on a Mystic Horse.

Inside Ya City, everyone’s gaze fell on Wu Hen.

Wu Hen showed no fear as he stepped forward on the city tower, overlooking the audacious Mrs. Zeng.

The lady who lived a pampered life turned out to be a female general; given her posture, it was evident she had spent a long time engaged in battles, which quite surprised Wu Hen.

"It’s me," Wu Hen responded, his aura indomitable.

"Months ago, I pardoned you, turning you from a death row prisoner into a commoner. I can understand that you don’t want to hand over your ancestral mines without a fight, but you must realize that every stone and every wood on this land, the lives of millions, all belong to me, Zeng Feng!" Mrs. Zeng said.

"If I want you dead, not one of you can live and leave!"

After uttering these words, Mrs. Zeng spoke no more. Her face was cold as iron, and with a single gesture, she wished to turn both Ya City and all the living within to ash!

The order was given, and a thousand martial warriors from Zeng Mansion surged forward with overwhelming momentum. To those citizens who had not seen much of the world, it was like terrifying black hurricanes had swept up outside the city. The city itself shook violently, and some fragile stone houses collapsed outright...

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The rain poured down at an angle, whipping into the city from the outside. All the rain shelters and eaves were reduced to chaff, swirling into the sky.

The first collision was between two great martial artists, their True Qi already able to flow into their weapons. When their weapons clashed, the sky rumbled like a drum, making it seem as if both inside and outside the city were in the midst of a thunderstorm.

Martial masters clashing with one another resembled acrobats scaling walls and roofs, their weapons clanging and sparking countless sparks. Their strength, when hammered against the sturdy city walls, could leave behind a gaping hole, and when palm met fist, it would create a chaotic flow of True Qi. Ordinary citizens, if nearby, wouldn’t even be able to stand steady.

The Martial Warriors of Mrs. Zeng all had exceptionally good armor and weapons. Even a Ninth Level Martial Apprentice, with the enhancement of such equipment, could pose a threat to a martial master. These armored Martial Apprentices, who had been trained, would group in fours and specifically target martial masters below the Fourth Level.

The True Qi inside low-level martial artists was limited, and the battle itself was a melee. The Cultivation of warriors from both camps varied greatly. Some martial artists would defeat their adversary with a single move, while others would find themselves defeated upon their first clash, with very few engaged in prolonged combat.

The numbers on both sides plummeted rapidly, with dreadful losses.

"Your head should be worth a hundred Jade pieces," declared a Vice General as he stepped onto the city tower, shattering its dome with a single palm.

He landed at Wu Hen’s position, his eyes fixating on the delicate and frail-looking Young City Lord like a jackal hunting its prey, already planning to twist his head off with bare hands and present it to Mrs. Zeng.

"You’re worthless in my eyes," retorted the Martial Monk guarding Wu Hen, stepping forward and brandishing his Song Stick to engage the Vice General in combat.

With Wu Hen’s current Perception, he could clearly catch every person’s movement around him.

It’s not that Wu Hen didn’t want to enhance this host body of his; he had been constantly clutching a piece of pure Spirit Jade to absorb its essence, but alas, this Lu Yun was a once-in-a-millennium talentless cultivator in martial arts, rendering even the finest resources as ineffective as splashing water.

Now, Wu Hen, as a Sixth Level Martial Master, played an insignificant role in this decisive battle against Mrs. Zeng.

But Mrs. Zeng thought otherwise; she knew that Wu Hen was the linchpin of Ya City’s martial forces. Once he was cut down, the city’s civilian masters would disperse like scattered sand.

"Swoosh!!"

"Swoosh!!!"

Suddenly, Wu Hen detected several exceptionally unusual streaks of Sword Energy. Even warriors with a gap in Cultivation could usually exchange a few moves, but these streaks of Sword Energy, like cutting through melons and vegetables, had slain several leaders of the Black Tiger Gang!

Wu Hen furrowed his brow, locking his gaze on the source of the sound.

Mrs. Zeng, holding her Green Wind Saber, advanced step by step. Surprisingly, she was unaccompanied by any guard yet had nearly halved the number of Black Tiger Gang members single-handedly!

The Black Tiger Gang was a fierce force recently nurtured by Wu Hen; they had made significant contributions in the fight against the Jiang Mansion’s forces, slaying over a thousand Jiang Mansion martial artists…

Yet in front of Mrs. Zeng, they were like a group of children, utterly powerless to resist.

The Black Tiger Gang leader, Guan Li, had a grim expression. He maintained a certain distance from the extremely vicious Mrs. Zeng.

His weapon severed by the opponent, Guan Li, as a Sixth Level martial family member, had narrowly escaped from Mrs. Zeng’s blade by sheer luck, hardly believing this woman’s strength to be so terrifying!

"Could this Mrs. Zeng be a Martial Saint?" remarked Qi Chang, one of the Lun Mountain Five Eagle Heroes.

Each of the Five Eagle Heroes was also at the level of a martial family, and with the aid of Spirit Jade, their Cultivation had soared rapidly these days. They held their own against the key generals of Zeng Mansion, not at all disadvantaged.

But Mrs. Zeng had come alone into their midst, felling one after another of their brethren, truly sending shivers down their spines!

In the Prefecture City, the highest Cultivation was usually that of a Ninth Level martial family; it was basically impossible to encounter the higher realm of a Martial Saint.

Martial Saints, with a vast Qi Sea of True Qi, could unleash devastatingly terrifying power and had inexhaustible True Qi. Even if surrounded by a group of martial family members, it was uncertain whether they could withstand a True Martial Martial Saint.

"No, her True Qi hasn’t reached the Qi Sea realm," Guan Li stated confidently.

He glanced down at his fractured weapon and then at the Martial Saint Armor worn by Mrs. Zeng.

"Her armor and weapon are of Martial Saint caliber, but her Cultivation isn’t there," Guan Li realized this fact and immediately said to the others.

No sooner had he spoken than Mrs. Zeng had already killed off all the elites of the Black Tiger Gang. Her gaze fixed on Guan Li, obviously having heard what he just said.

"What does it matter if you’ve figured it out? Even a True Martial Saint would have to dodge my Holy Blade," boasted Mrs. Zeng.

Lifting the Holy Blade, Mrs. Zeng funneled all her True Qi into the green saber, and the swirls of wind around the Holy Blade instantly transformed into an authoritative True Qi. With her blade’s swing, it morphed into a fierce slash of Blood Radiance!

The Sword Energy Blood Radiance instantly tore Leader Guan Li to shreds; his flesh scattered like a squashed tomato, leaving him unrecognizable.

The Five Eagle Heroes’ expressions changed drastically, their breath halting in shock.

How could they have predicted Mrs. Zeng’s concealed depth, that no one in this region knew she possessed such Divine Weapon and Holy Helmet—her recent strike was comparable to the devastating strength of a Supreme Martial Artist with True Qi External Release!