Chapter 152: Help Me Call Out Twice~

Boom!

The two sides clashed hundreds of times in a flurry of mutual comprehension. Blood Moon's long red hair whipped wildly in the air, the massive saber in his grip surging with ferocious energy.

Wu Shishen was equally imposing, his entire body radiating immense destructive power as his hands continuously struck out toward Blood Moon from a distance, triggering thunderous explosions with every blow.

Each time the two collided, the surrounding space tore open into long, ferocious, and jagged rifts.

A duel between top-tier powerhouses was not something ordinary people could dare approach.

Even the battle circle between Fu Wu and Han Yanxin remained quite a distance away from Wu Shishen and Blood Moon.

"Haha!"

Wu Shishen laughed heartily. "Old man Blood Moon, it seems you've completely stagnated all these years!"

Bang!

Just as his voice fell, Wu Shishen thrust his palm forward.

Blood Moon's expression turned icy cold. The piercing glow of his sword sliced through the overwhelming force of the palm strike as he retorted, "Old man Wu, we are cut from the exact same cloth!"

Despite exchanging words, neither of them delayed their lethal moves in the slightest—every single technique was intended to take a life!

...

Rumble—

Just as the two were locked in a desperate struggle, a deafening explosion echoed from the distance, followed immediately by a violent tremor that seemed to shake the heavens and earth.

Instantly pulling back to create distance, Blood Moon whipped his head around and caught sight of a terrifying mushroom cloud rising on the horizon.

A wave of dizziness washed over him—that was the direction of Blood Moon City!

Noticing this colossal change, Ming Xin, who was locked in combat with Zhao Jinghong, suddenly wailed, "Lord City Lord, the First Satellite City... is gone!"

He was far too familiar with this kind of commotion; it could only mean that the underground mineral vein had detonated!

Aside from himself, the main city of Blood Moon City still had an eighth-rank powerhouse guarding it, and none of the other three satellite cities had any Venerables participating in the war!

Where else could an underground mineral vein possibly explode?

As a peak ninth-rank powerhouse, how could Blood Moon fail to sense where the disaster had struck?

With eyes burning crimson, he roared, "Fall back!"

Almost before Blood Moon's voice faded, Ming Xin's figure transformed into a streak of light, charging frantically in the direction of Blood Moon City.

The other powerhouses also gradually disengaged from their skirmishes, quickly rallying by Blood Moon's side.

However, the turning point happened right at that moment!

...

Although Li Jiehao could be considered formidable among seventh-rank cultivators, it would still be exceptionally difficult for him to kill Venerable Yun, who was at the same realm.

How could Han Yanxin, an eighth-rank powerhouse, not know this?

Even though he already held the upper hand, he ignored the two retreating eighth-rank powerhouses, fixing his icy gaze entirely on another figure.

This one was a seventh-rank!

Venerable Yun suddenly felt a chill in his heart and turned his head to look.

Only to collide with Han Yanxin's crimson, bloodshot eyes.

Instantly, he opened his mouth to shout for help.

But Han Yanxin had been locking onto him for far too long!

With a flash, Han Yanxin was right in front of Venerable Yun, his long sword piercing the sky.

The terrifying energy gathered on the blade was enough to make anyone's heart skip a beat, causing even the two ninth-rank powerhouses, Wu Shishen and Blood Moon, to feel extreme shock.

"City Lord, save—"

The voice was ultimately choked off. The cold gleam of the sword arrived a step faster, tearing his figure directly to pieces!

A seventh-rank powerhouse!

With over ten thousand cultivated cellular particles!

Still perished in the blink of an eye!

...

Silence.

In stark contrast to the heaven-shaking roar just moments ago, more than a dozen high-rank powerhouses from both sides were now staring intently at the single figure standing in the center.

An eighth-rank powerhouse not yet forty years old, who had just frightened two ninth-rank experts with a single sword strike!

One could easily imagine that after this battle, the name of Han Yanxin would undoubtedly echo throughout the entire Anqing Third Star Region!

The crimson hue in Han Yanxin's eyes did not fade by even a fraction due to Venerable Yun's death. He merely stared at Venerable Power who stood beside Blood Moon, and said coldly, "You're next!"

...

"Hmph!"

Blood Moon glanced sideways at Han Yanxin. "Fall back!"

With that, Blood Moon leaped away, followed by the crowd of high-rank powerhouses at his side.

While high-rank powerhouses found it easy to extricate themselves, the army below them could not simply leave whenever they pleased.

Wu Shishen gave Han Yanxin a meaningful look, then soared above the three armies and shouted lightly, "The high-rank experts of Blood Moon City have been beaten back and slain, with one seventh-rank casualty!"

"All troops heed my command, wipe out the Blood Moon City army!"

"Charge!"

"Kill!"

Tens of thousands of soldiers roared frantically. The victory of the high-ranks had brought them boundless glory.

At this moment, the morale of all the soldiers soared to unprecedented heights, actually driving the Blood Moon City army into a rout of dozens of miles!

Not far away, the cold gleam of Wu Di's sword swept across the head of a sixth-rank powerhouse from Blood Moon City, before his gaze shifted to the figure hovering in the sky.

Involuntarily, the corners of his mouth curved upward into a faint smile!

...

Blood Moon City, Satellite City.

Lu Mingyu looked at the ruins before him, swallowed hard, and muttered, "That brat must be dead, right?"

Indeed.

Before them lay a boundless expanse of ruins!

Was there even half a living person to be seen?

Yet just half a minute ago, this had been a thriving city with a population approaching one hundred thousand!

So what if you were a sixth-rank powerhouse?

What good does it do even if you are a high-rank?

In the explosion just now, even a seventh-rank caught in the epicenter would surely die!

Let alone Zhang Zeng, a mere fourth-rank nobody?

...

Li Sanqing stared at the ruins before him, sensing the terrifying aura rapidly approaching from the distance, and said coldly, "Even if he's dead, we can find his remains! If I can't find them, I'm staying right here!"

"Trading two fourth-rank lives for one of Blood Moon's satellite cities is worth it!"

Seeing how resolute Li Sanqing was, Lu Mingyu dared not say anything more. Search it is, then!

He had barely taken two or three steps forward when he suddenly caught a faint, muffled sound.

Prying open the rubble and dust, a "corpse" covered entirely in blood and filth appeared before them.

Faintly, it could still be recognized as that ugly bastard Zhang Zeng!

"Hey—"

"You're actually not dead?"

Spit—

A bubble of blood burst from his mouth. Li Sanqing, who had hurried over upon hearing the noise, caught a faint, wispy voice...

"You... your... grandpa..."

"You're stepping... you're stepping on my hand..."

Pushing Lu Mingyu aside, Li Sanqing looked down at the unrecognizable mass of mangled flesh.

"I'm taking you back to Anqing City!"

At this moment, a shimmer of moisture welled up in Li Sanqing's eyes.

"Carry... carry me..."

...

On the way.

Zhang Zeng's body was smashed into an unrecognizable mess.

Most of the bones in his body were dislocated, and the worst injury was by far his right hand.

To put it bluntly, it was practically just a few shreds of flesh hanging off a shattered skeleton!

No matter how agonizing the pain was throughout his body, Zhang Zeng's consciousness was terrifyingly clear!

"System, save my life!"

"..."

No response.

Zhang Zeng cursed inwardly, "Are you running a lucky draw again, you damn machine?"

After absorbing the energy of several mid-grade recovery pills in succession, the system's wealth value also began to plummet.

To save his own skin, Zhang Zeng hurriedly triggered the ten-consecutive draw for 648.

Thank you for your patronage—

Thank you...

...

Ten times, and not a single hint of a winning prize.

A first-rank body-strengthening pill materialized out of thin air, but Zhang Zeng had no strength left to catch it!

Lu Mingyu was somewhat curious when he saw a pill drop from Li Sanqing's back. Realizing it was a first-rank body-strengthening pill, he swallowed it without a word—

Zhang Zeng roared furiously, "You beast—!"

"My one million!"

Unwilling to accept defeat, Zhang Zeng initiated another ten-consecutive draw!

As a result, Lu Mingyu got to swallow yet another free pill!

...

Zhang Zeng completely gave up.

The system's stubborn nature was simply unreliable!

He frantically converted his wealth value into mid-grade recovery pills, and the gentle medicinal potency slowly flowed into every part of Zhang Zeng's body.

His broken and tattered body began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye—

In the blink of an eye, a day passed, and Li Sanqing finally caught sight of the distant silhouette of Anqing City and caught the pungent stench of blood in the air—

When a faint voice drifted from his back, saying, "Help... help me... shout twice..."

"Shout twice—"