Chapter 70: Slaughtering Nascent Souls

As Lin Xiaoyu began her slaughter, more and more Yin Soldiers converged on her location.

The Nascent Soul Yin Soldiers that had been focused on the main battlefield seemed driven by some instinct. They began to divert a portion of their forces, surging toward the purple-gold figure on the flank.

Ten, thirty, fifty— in just a short moment, no fewer than six hundred Nascent Soul Yin Soldiers had gathered around Lin Xiaoyu. But her sword never stopped.

*

On the distant battlefield, the pressure suddenly lessened.

Within the Wuya Heaven-Breaking Array, someone was the first to notice the anomaly.

“What’s going on? The Yin Soldiers seem to have thinned out?”

“Really! The assault isn’t as fierce as before!”

Tianjue frowned slightly, his gaze sweeping across the battlefield. Soon, he spotted the astonishing sight on the flank— a purple-gold figure weaving through the encirclement of nearly a hundred Nascent Soul Yin Soldiers.

With every sword strike, a Yin Soldier turned to ash.

Her movement was lightning-fast, weaving effortlessly through the Yin Soldier horde. Those powerful Nascent Soul Yin Soldiers couldn’t even touch the hem of her robe.

Tianjue’s pupils contracted.

“That’s…”

*

Within the Holy Spirit Demon-Slaying Array, someone also noticed the anomaly.

“Look over there!”

“What the hell? What is that? One person? A little Qi Refining Stage girl?”

“She’s killing Nascent Soul Yin Soldiers? One every three to five strikes? Am I seeing things?!”

Yuan Fei’s gaze sharpened, staring intently at that figure.

His expression grew complicated.

Just moments ago, he’d been mocking Tianjue for inviting a Qi Refining Stage girl into the array. Now, that Qi Refining Stage girl was single-handedly slaughtering nearly a hundred Nascent Soul Yin Soldiers.

*

Within the Tianyue Star-Breaking Array, the atmosphere grew even more subtle.

“Senior Sister Su, look!”

Su Lin looked in the direction the person pointed. Then, she froze.

She recognized that purple-gold figure. It was the very same little girl she had turned away at the gate moments ago. The guest Yue Qingshuang had invited. A disciple of the Qingyun Sect. Qi Refining Stage.

But now, that Qi Refining Stage girl was slaughtering Nascent Soul Yin Soldiers.

Three strikes per soldier.

Effortless and casual.

It was as if those Nascent Soul Yin Soldiers, who had made life so difficult for all three arrays, were nothing but lambs to the slaughter before her.

Su Lin’s expression turned somewhat unsightly.

She recalled the words she had spoken earlier. If you are not a Tianyue Palace disciple or a member of our affiliated factions, you have no right to enter the array.

Thinking back on it now, it seemed utterly ridiculous.

*

“Is she really in the Qi Refining Stage?”

Everyone couldn’t help but voice the doubt in their hearts.

No one could answer.

“She must have a secret treasure concealing her true realm!” someone declared with absolute certainty.

“That’s it! Definitely! She’s at least at the peak of Nascent Soul, maybe even the Divine Ability Realm!”

This opinion was shared by the majority.

A Qi Refining Stage girl slaughtering Nascent Soul Yin Soldiers?

What a joke.

The only explanation was that she had hidden her realm.

*

Lin Xiaoyu paid no heed to those gazes.

The Heavenly Dao Divine Art surged madly within her, the purple-gold Heavenly Dao Primordial Power flowing like a raging river. The Heavenly Dao Evasion Art was pushed to its limit, her figure flashing through the Yin Soldier horde like lightning.

One strike.

Two strikes.

Three strikes.

Every three strikes claimed a Yin Soldier.

But the Yin Soldiers only grew in number. She couldn’t kill them all. It was impossible to kill them all. She could feel her spiritual power draining at an alarming rate. She could keep killing, but at this rate, she would eventually run dry.

I can’t keep getting tangled up.

Her gaze pierced through the layers of Yin Soldiers, landing on the palace gate that was growing closer and closer.

A hundred zhang.

Fifty zhang.

Thirty zhang.

…

Lin Xiaoyu took a deep breath.

The Heavenly Dao Divine Art revved to its peak, all the power in her body surging into her legs. In the next instant… her figure, like a streak of purple-gold light, instantly broke through the Yin Soldiers’ encirclement. The Yin Soldiers tried to intercept her, but couldn’t even catch her shadow.

Ten zhang.

Five zhang.

One zhang.

*

At last, Lin Xiaoyu stood before the palace gate.

Behind her, countless Yin Soldiers roared and gave chase. Before her lay the dark, deep entrance.

She took a deep breath and stepped through.

*

Behind her, the sounds of battle gradually faded.

Before her eyes spread endless darkness.

*

In the distance, within the three arrays, countless people witnessed this scene.

That young girl had broken out of the encirclement of nearly six hundred Nascent Soul Yin Soldiers and charged into Hanling Hall.

“She… she got in!”

“Hanling Hall! She’s the first to get in!”

“We’re out here fighting for our lives, and she just went in alone?!”

Some felt envy, some resentment, some rage. But for most, only one thought crossed their minds— get inside!

*

Tianjue watched the figure disappear through the palace gate, the corner of his lips lifting slightly.

“Interesting,” he murmured softly.

Yuan Fei’s face was dark, and he said nothing.

Su Lin was silent for a moment, then withdrew her gaze and looked back at the still-dense mass of Yin Soldiers ahead.

“Full power, charge through!”

Her voice was flat, betraying no emotion. But only she herself knew the indescribable feeling in her heart.

Lin Xiaoyu’s entry gave everyone hope, yet also stirred jealousy.

“Charge!”

At Tianjue’s command, the Wuya Heaven-Breaking Array erupted with unprecedented radiance. The golden longsword slashed madly through the Yin Soldier ranks, forcibly tearing open a gap.

“Shengling Sect disciples, charge with me!”

Yuan Fei’s face was livid. The giant beast phantom roared and rolled forward, crushing and tearing apart every Yin Soldier in its path.

“Tianyue Star-Breaking — full power!”

Su Lin’s voice remained steady, but the Tianyue Star-Breaking Array’s rotation speed visibly accelerated. The moon-white crescent blades spun frantically through the Yin Soldiers, sending clouds of ash into the sky.

The three arrays erupted simultaneously. The cultivators still in the arrays were now seeing red.

If a little girl at the Qi Refining Stage could go in, why couldn’t they?

The resources were right in front of them!

An opportunity was right before their eyes!

Kill!

*

The roar of slaughter filled the sky.

One Yin Soldier after another fell, and one cultivator after another perished.

But no one stopped.

Because that gate was getting closer and closer.

*

Finally—

“We’re through! We’re through!”

The Wuya Heaven-Breaking Array was the first to break out of the Yin Soldiers’ encirclement. Tianjue, leading the remaining disciples, landed in front of Hanling Hall’s entrance.

Right after, the Holy Spirit Demon-Slaying Array broke through as well.

Yuan Fei was drenched in blood, panting heavily, but his eyes brimmed with excitement.

The Tianyue Star-Breaking Array broke through last.

Su Lin’s face was pale. Thirty percent of the people around her had fallen.

But she said nothing, only raising her head to look at that dark hall entrance.

*

The three great arrays, the three groups, all came to an unspoken halt at this moment.

It wasn’t that they didn’t want to enter.

The casualties were just too heavy.

Of the three hundred disciples Wuya Hall had brought, only a little over two hundred remained.

The disciples from the subordinate forces had suffered even more than fifty percent casualties.

The Shengling Sect was no better; Yuan Fei had fewer than two hundred people left by his side.

Tianyue Palace had the smallest losses, but even they had lost nearly a hundred disciples.

Not to mention the disciples from the subordinate forces.

Less than half of them had made it alive to the gate.

*

Yet no one paid any attention to the dead.

To the living, only that gate existed in their eyes.

The resources were inside.

The opportunity was inside.

Within easy reach.

The dead?

They were already dead—who would care about them?

Only those cultivators with serious wounds were silently calculating…

*

“Go!”

Tianjue waved his hand and was the first to rush into the hall entrance.

Yuan Fei followed closely behind.

Su Lin was silent for a moment, then led the remaining disciples of Tianyue Palace into the darkness.

Behind them, countless cultivators swarmed inside.

*

Deep within the great hall, darkness stretched endlessly.

Only the occasional flicker of a faint blue light illuminated the path forward.

No one knew what lay ahead.

But no one stopped.

Because the first girl to enter was already walking ahead of them.