I Can See Your Combat Power

Chapter 657: Chapter 653: Final Battle (13)

Seeing Tang Zhi’s inexplicably solemn ritual, and the posture of the Tang Clan member preparing to rush forward after performing the Rulai Golden Palm, Tang Luo fully realized that the clan leader intended to let their clan’s envoys confront the group of envoys from the Mi Clan.

However, the combat among this group of envoys did not resemble the combat among top-level martial ancestors, as their age and physical conditions no longer allowed them to engage in lengthy battles.

Just like common people go through the process of birth, aging, sickness, and death, warriors of the Fierce Realm, despite experiencing two body evolutions, cannot elude this constraint.

Usually, after a martial artist reaches a hundred years old, their cultivation progress gradually slows down. If they cease to practice, the spiritual power within them will slowly start to ebb away.

This is what martial artists often refer to as the power-dissipation period. Once a warrior enters this period, it becomes hard for them to make further breakthroughs, and many martial artists, due to their specific techniques, can lose all their powers in just a few short years.

The Red Cloud Skill practiced by the Du Family, for example, rarely allows martial artists to live past one hundred unless they awaken a special lineage like Du Sha and are able to bypass the drawback of the technique.

Regardless of whether it’s the Heavenly Pathway Technique of the Tang Clan or the Green Authentic Skill of the Mi Clan, while neither has any side effects, they don’t have any beneficial effects on longevity due to the dominant nature of their spiritual power.

Therefore, there are very few of the Fierce Realm’s warriors from both clans who live beyond two hundred years. An early arrival of the power-dissipation period is partly to blame for their inability to reach the King Realm.

Martial ancestors of the Tang Clan practicing gold-based spiritual power typically enter the power-dissipation period around the ages of 120 to 130, while those of the Mi Clan enter a little later, but no later than 150 years old.

Many martial ancestors and elders who have devoted their lives to serving the two clans choose to enter seclusion after the onset of the power-dissipation period. On one hand, they hope to find the way to become a grandmaster through seclusion, while on the other hand, they want to maintain their peak condition by avoiding combat.

For warriors in the power-dissipation period, there’s a high likelihood that they may never fully recover after a single battle. Therefore, unless facing an absolute crisis, the clan would never request the help of a secluded envoy.

However, clearly, both clans appear resolved to settle their scores this time, to the point of being willing to engage in an all-out war, even at the risk of putting all their accumulated strength on the line.

No matter who wins or loses after this battle, the resultant damage will be substantial, and who knows how many top-level martial ancestors will be left.

…

Within Mount Boding,

Although their formation had been ripped apart by twelve combined Rulai Golden Palms, the allied warriors gradually stabilized their positions. Everyone drew close to the martial ancestors of their respective clans and retreated towards the southern valley while continuing to fight.

By now, they had realized that among the warriors of the Fierce Realm who had broken their formation, most of them were scattered martial ancestors not belonging to any formation.

In other words, they only had to face this group and didn’t need to worry about encountering any combined attacks from the Fierce Realm, so the formation that had been torn apart by the top-level warriors of the Tang Clan was once again consolidated, and the Fierce Realm warriors from various cities and factions were finding it harder to achieve any victories.

At this point, it was truly a test of raw power. Although they were all warriors of the Fierce Realm, some family combinations were struggling even against the warriors of the allied forces, while others were not only suppressing the warriors of the allied forces, but were also inflicting heavy casualties.

Many noble families distinguished themselves in this battle, such as the Cui Family of Lanshan City, the Lan family of Clear Water Prefecture, the Ye Family of Shen Ping City, Liu Jia of Boma City, the Four Faction Alliance of Andong City, the Yang branch of Qutang City, and the one branch of Fuling City from Mount Fuling…

In the casualties inflicted on the warriors of the combined forces by various continents and factions, excluding the initial assault by the Tang Clan martial ancestors, this group had accounted for almost eighty percent.

The Wind Media, in charge of documentation, was hiding in various corners of the battlefield, recording the military achievements of each clan.

Not all the reinforcements from various continents and factions were successful. At least one of them encountered a significant challenge and was driven to run around in all directions, because they encountered a group from Mount Daoyou.

Xiao Jinlin broke the combined Rulai Golden Palms in mid-air with his Divine Dragon Shadow, and the several dozen Fierce Realm warriors present had a good taste of the strength of the Xiao Clan martial ancestors.

The Xiao Clan martial ancestors, who hadn’t heeded Mi Hai’s summons, took on the additional responsibility of defending the Mount Daoyou continent and repelled several attacks. Leading all the troops, they were the first to retreat to the southern bank.

Those Fierce Realm warriors who had been circling around the Mount Daoyou continent like hungry dogs and seeing their several attacks fail, eventually had to leave dejectedly in the end.

Upon seeing them retreat, Wan Qian Yi ordered his subordinates to start boarding the boats and pleaded with Xiao Jinlin, “Clan Head Xiao, could you come with me and bring over the remaining mountain defense forces?”

Before Xiao Jinlin could answer, Xiao Qi, full of discontent, responded, “Why should we? Mi Jin originally said that we only needed to help the allied forces by being a backup force. Now you’ve been defeated and want us to rescue you. What kind of logic is that?”

“Qi, you must not be rude.” After gently reprimanding Xiao Qi, Xiao Jinlin apologized to Wan Qian Yi, “My son is young and ignorant, I hope Brother Wan finds it amusing.”

“Where is Clan Head Xiao getting this from?” Wan Qian Yi shook his head, “I know Clan Head Xiao has his own difficulties. Let’s do it this way, please let the Xiao Clan martial ancestors stay in the south foothill to protect the boats and prevent any attacks on the boats by the Tang Clan martial ancestors. As for the rescue… if the Mi Clan envoys do not come, we’ll head back to South Ridge Beast Valley.”

It seemed as if he had made a decision. Wan Qian Yi added, “The Tang Clan is truly furious this time. I have never seen so many secluded envoys coming out together. It truly is shocking!”

Only top-level martial ancestors can sense just how remarkable the cultivation of the Tang Clan’s envoys who launched the pre-emptive strike is. Just thinking about such a group of individuals standing in sky exerting pressure was terrifying in itself.

He could understand why Xiao Jinlin was reluctant to start a battle. During these last two days of their association, he had learned that the entire Xiao Clan was migrating. They were only there because they had made a short-term alliance with Mi Jin to help out.

The fact that they were able to dissolve two teams of top-level martial ancestors’ combined attacks from the Tang Clan during a crisis and escorted everyone to the south bank demonstrated that they had done their utmost duty, and he shouldn’t ask too much of them.

On Mount Boding, the Tang Clan’s envoys were already gathering, with all twenty-seven of them assembled behind Tang Baichuan, the Former First Head of the Martial Hall, waiting quietly for the arrival of the other party from the south.

Soon after, Mi Yang, leading the envoys of the Mi Clan, appeared in the northern sky.

Without a single word wasted, the strongest representatives of the two clans began a real duel.

The bursting spiritual power exploded with a bang, making it seem as if doomsday had arrived at Mount Boding. The Rulai Golden Palm was colliding with the blue wrath lotus, the Tongtian Domination Scroll was contending with the Green Authentic Skill.

The grand battle of top-level martial ancestors was being staged in the high sky, totally mesmerizing Tang Luo.

Whether it was the releasing of spirit art or close-combat fist fighting, the fighting style of these envoys was very different from any martial ancestors’ battle he had seen before.

It lacked a bit of inexplicable fury and passion, but each movement was precise and calm. Each envoy was meticulously calculating every bit of spiritual power in their body, striving to inflict maximum damage on their opponent.