Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Chaotic Battle

Just as he rushed into the rear of his own ranks, he saw a blinding white barrage shooting toward him from the front. Terrified, Boss Li quickly ducked his head and retreated at once.

The vast defensive shield of the Heaven’s Net lit up again, timely as spring rain, intercepting the fierce Saint Spears in midair.

Since their own forces were locked in a desperate struggle, the angels’ long-range attack corps dared not hurl Saint Spears or other spells into the densest crowds, only targeting the cultivators’ rear. Yet time and again, they encountered the cultivators’ defensive formations, every attempt ending in failure.

Lacking effective support from their own long-range forces, the angel corps, trapped in bitter combat, gradually found themselves stretched thin. One side excelled at close combat, while the other mastered both near and distant attacks—this left the angels battered and forced them to close the distance with the cultivators to make their own strengths count.

But this self-assured decision led the angels to realize they were sinking deeper into trouble.

Once engaged at close quarters, those endless, cunning attacks constantly struck at their weaknesses.

This battle left the angels feeling utterly frustrated, far removed from the ease and confidence of their first campaign.

Boss Li finally broke through the blockade of the angels’ long-range corps and entered the true battlefield.

The blood stirred within him, already roused, boiled as he truly tasted the smoke and chaos of combat.

Surrounded by countless enemies and comrades, with weapons ever poised to strike, Li Chengzhu recalled the brawls of his high school days—how he’d been a little tyrant, always holding out until the end, walking the farthest.

For honor!

For vengeance!

For Yuan Sen’s entrusted mission!

For... the Celestial Stone!

Brandishing his superior-grade flying sword and wielding the Wind Riding technique, Boss Li charged behind a two-winged angel, channeling immortal energy from his Nascent Soul. Seizing the moment while the enemy tangled with a cultivator, he stabbed, activating the sword’s attack formation.

In his hands, the nameless superior-grade sword worked like a meat grinder, drilling a hole straight through the middle of the angel’s wings. Enhanced by the attack formation, the wound widened to the size of a fist.

The cultivator fighting that angel saw his opponent’s pupils suddenly dilate and lose color, a sword tip emerging from the chest. He exhaled in relief, flashed Boss Li a grateful smile, and, saying nothing more, set off with his sword to find a worthy adversary.

Guided by the little creature, Boss Li never approached the powerful angels, instead seeking trouble among the two-winged ones.

His superior sword, combined with immortal energy and the occasional sneak attack from the Glazed Needle, allowed Boss Li to repeatedly pull off victories against stronger foes.

While others struggled fiercely against the angels, Li Chengzhu still found time to finish one off, wait for the little creature to extract the divine crystal, then hunt for his next target.

The little creature moved so swiftly that even after extracting the divine crystal, the angel’s corpse hadn’t yet hit the ground.

He glanced at the field strewn with angel corpses, swallowed hard, hesitated, then sighed and gave up.

A gentleman loves wealth but acquires it honorably.

These were others’ achievements; he had no reason to profit from ill-gotten gains. He’d slain plenty of angels himself.

Don’t show off, showing off courts disaster, Boss Li reminded himself.

After effortlessly dispatching another two-winged angel, Boss Li suddenly felt bored.

This life of endless fighting and killing didn’t suit Li Chengzhu’s temperament. Though the sight of blood thrilled him, the thought of lives lost at his hands made him feel like a humanoid meat grinder.

The little creature, still extracting divine crystals afar, hadn’t returned before it began wailing.

Boss Li’s heart skipped; he sensed a surge of spiritual pressure bearing down on his position.

Thinking quickly, he twisted his footing—just in time for a long spear to brush his waist, tearing a hole in his fresh clothes.

Before he could turn, he caught sight of a red orb flying toward him.

Reacting instantly, Li Chengzhu ducked and spun elegantly, slipping out of the spear’s reach, finally seeing his attacker.

He saw four white wings on the angel’s back, and his heart sank.

In the brief absence of the little creature, he’d been targeted by a four-winged white angel. His luck was truly rotten.

A four-winged white angel—strength equivalent to the early Grand Ascension stage. Could a mere Out-of-Body stage cultivator like him survive a single blow? The split Nascent Soul cultivation would be useless, Li Chengzhu thought bleakly.

The four-winged angel, surprised this weak enemy dodged his attack, grew furious—such evasion was an affront to his power. He resolved to destroy his foe with the next blow.

Boss Li was still considering whether to flee when the angel’s attack arrived. Forced by circumstance, Li Chengzhu raised his sword to parry.

With a clang, their weapons clashed. The four-winged angel gave Boss Li a wicked grin, then unleashed a burst of explosive energy from his weapon, aimed straight at Li Chengzhu’s chest.

Damn!

How familiar this scene seemed—it was exactly what Gu Linglong faced against the six-winged angel last time.

But this time, he was the one on the receiving end.

Feeling the searing heat in that energy, Boss Li thought his soul might ignite.

Before he could summon immortal energy from his Nascent Soul to defend himself, the Jade Blood Ring on his left hand suddenly released a gentle energy shield, enveloping him.

Bathed in the surging yet harmonious immortal energy, Boss Li’s Nascent Soul felt as if embraced by a mother. The scorching heat vanished, leaving only comfort throughout his body.

He glanced at the bewildered four-winged angel nearby and laughed joyfully.

Ancestor, you really are mischievous—never told me the Jade Blood Ring had such formidable defenses, making me worry for nothing.