Commanding Wind and Cloud

Chapter 642 If We Have to Die, We Will Die Together

The three pairs of eyes stared at Qian Jin, and then Luna lightly issued a command to all undead creatures. This time, even Qian Jin could understand what she said.

"Great experimental subject. Capture him alive."

When the order was issued, those three pairs of eyes didn’t disappear. They stayed in the sky calmly, and they stared at the troops that started to move without a trace of emotion.

The calm and quiet troop started to move under the command of those eyes.

Even though they were moving, the undead creatures were still silent. They didn’t have the hyped morale, but the silence added to their prestige. It felt like as long as they moved, they would turn into an unstoppable current and could easily wipe out the world.

The undead creatures weren’t that close to Qian Jin yet, but he had already felt the heavy pressure that could crack the ground and freeze the air into solid blocks. These creatures all blocked Qian Jin’s path.

Pressure! Unprecedented pressure! Qian Jin didn’t even feel this much pressure when he was facing Qian Zhanxuan. He wasn’t facing a mighty warrior or a group of warriors; he was facing a troop that wasn’t afraid of death and had no fear!

The powerlessness was too much. It felt like a little grass was facing a violent tsunami. Before the real impact landed, the person would collapse.

Damn it! Qian Jin’s heart lurched. He was planning to unleash his strength bit by bit so that the undead creatures would think that 1v1 battles were enough to stop him and wouldn’t attack him together. Now it seemed like...

"All strength! Open!" Qian Jin could no longer reserve any strength. The three warrior souls all dashed out of his body and rose into the sky, and Ultra-Fake Soul pushed them back into Qian Jin’s body. It seemed like the surging power could tear through Qian Jin’s body and break his energy reservoirs and connections.

Even pushing a single warrior soul back into the body of a warrior might destroy this person’s body; that was why not many soul-power warriors could do this. It required the growth in warrior power, the tempering of the body, and the perfect synchronization between the body and the warrior soul.

Qian Jin’s body and his warrior souls weren’t entirely in sync yet, but he could use his unique fighting technique, Ultra-Fake Soul, and push his warrior souls into his body. If any other soul-power warrior were in his place, they would have exploded.

The body-tempering Volcano Potion, the strengthening Wind and Cloud Golden Body, and the ability of that half shield... All these factors toughened Qian Jin’s body to an insane degree.

After the three warrior souls were stuffed into Qian Jin’s body, he didn’t explode. Instead, his combat strength was increased to a higher level. The intense pressure seemed to form chains, trying to lock down Qian Jin, who was a demon beast in human form.

At this moment, those chains could no longer hold him down and were all broken.

Under the pressure of death, this human-shaped demon beast unleashed unimaginable potential. The essence from the Heart of Lucifer that Qian Jin stored in his body but couldn’t absorb was quickly used like the fat in a starving person’s body.

Forward! Forward! Forward! Forward! Forward! Forward!

Land-Tearing Chop! Bloody Combat Seven Strikes! Dividing Metal Multi-Chop!

The zhanmadao suddenly dimmed and lost its initial luster. For a moment, it seemed like even the sunlight was absorbed into the body of the saber. It felt like the saber turned into a black hole that could consume all light, and the warrior soul created by the Heart of Earthly Fire devoured enough sunlight and unleashed its full strength.

In that instant, the zhanmadao unleashed an unprecedented light, creating another sun with Qian Jin being the center.

The sun was only apart of the universe, and it merely appeared at a different time.

Absorbing the sun and turning it into a saber!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The undead creatures charging at Qian Jin at the forefront didn’t expect Qian Jin’s saber to unleash such violent presence. Just the wind created by the saber shattered several undead creatures.

The saber strike was genuinely unstoppable!

In the desperate situation, Qian Jin completely relaxed and entered a state that he had never experienced before.

Group battle? One versus many? Qian Jin fought such battles many times, but most of them were in Endless World which he wouldn’t really die. He had the experience, but his mindset couldn’t reach the peak.

At this moment, Qian Jin finally entered the stage that he never got into. When the mindset and the experience merged, Qian Jin unleashed a power that he didn’t even know that he was capable of. Everything within 100 meters of Qian Jin was clearly sensed by him. The movement of any undead creatures, the airflow, and even the moving grains of sand couldn’t escape from his senses.

Rows of magic spells fell onto the undead warriors, and more magic spells shot into the sky. The magic elements continued to wriggle and merge, forming a unique cage that wasn’t made of tangible material.

"Gravity Magic?" Qian Jin chopped away an undead creature that lunged at him. At the same time, he sensed the magic spell dropping toward him, containing ten times the gravity.

Boom! Golden sand grains flew into the sky and turned into a sand rain, and the sand on the ground continued to move aside and collapse. Qian Jin clearly sensed the additional weight, but the undead creatures around him weren’t attacked by this magic spell, and they moved relatively faster.

The gravity magic spell wasn’t the Gravity Soul Realm and also wasn’t the Kun Fighting Technique of Qian Family which could be used for an extensive period. This gravity magic spell was temporary, and it could only add gravity to an opponent for a second. The person hit by this spell would slow down for a second and reveal weaknesses.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Four undead warriors who were at the front were destroyed. As if he weren’t affected by the gravity magic spell, Qian Jin attacked even faster. Regardless of if Qian Jin were in Endless World or the real world, the gravity magic conductors that he used for training added more weight onto him compared to this spell.

"Huh?" The eyes in the sky let out a confused noise, and gravity magic spells were used again. This time, it was far beyond ten times and 15 times. It directly reached 30 times the gravity.

Boom! At this moment, Qian Jin’s body finally slowed down for a split second, and hundreds of undead warriors around him attacked. The peak soul-power undead warrior at the front tied down Qian Jin with aggressive attacks.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

The dense noises made by fists and metal weapons sounded, and a saber pierced into Qian Jin’s abdomen. In such a group battle, it was impossible to dodge everything.

If the eyes in the sky didn’t say that Qian Jin needed to be captured alive, he would have been more injured.

Qian Jin used his warrior power to squeeze the saber out of his body, and stinky blood instantly gushed out.

The saber of this undead warrior carried poison. If Qian Jin didn’t take many mystic potions and could almost ignore all toxins, this injury was enough to numb his entire body.

The stinky blood that could make anyone frown spilled onto the undead creatures, and these creatures instantly became excited and attacked even more aggressively.

"Hu... hu... hu..."

The heated air made people have a hard time to breathe. Qian Jin tried to break out tirelessly. Even if he couldn’t do it, he could attract more undead creatures, giving others a bigger chance to escape.

The undead creatures no longer attacked Qian Jin in large groups. Instead, the eyes in the sky picked the soul-power undead warriors and let them surround Qian Jin. Although they couldn’t take on Qian Jin one-on-one, it was tough for Qian Jin to kill them with one strike. If Qian Jin wanted to do that, he would have to pay a hefty price. Additionally, the annoying gravity magic spells continued to harass Qian Jin.

The noises created by warrior power, fists, and metal weapons resonated in the air.

Now that it was tough to kill these undead warriors, Qian Jin was feeling frustrated since he knew that these undead creatures wanted to tire him out, and he couldn’t come up with a way to deal with it.

"Last a bit longer... a bit longer... perhaps the others will have a chance to escape..."

"Last a bit longer... Qian Jin, just a bit longer! I will be coming to you with others! We will live together and die together." Zence Matten dashed toward the cave in the mountain.

Would the flowers that are nurtured by blood be more beautiful and vibrate? Iron didn’t know; he only overheard this when two gardeners of the Royal Family were talking in private.

Right now, Iron saw flowers that were even more beautiful than the best flower in the Royal Garden, and they were Zence Matten’s blood.

The blood flew in the sky and bloomed like flowers, looking beautiful and shiny.

The metal thread that flew into the sky also lightly landed on the ground, and Iron’s heart lurched.

"How much strength is needed for the metal thread to cut into the muscles? How much pain is that? Pulling the metal thread from muscles by force should be more painful than getting cut by a saber. Master never experienced such pain in his life; this pain should make him faint."

"Why? Why is he able to bear such pain? And why is he able to run like a leopard in such pain? Is this the power of friendship?"

"Also... that kneel..."

Iron rubbed his abdomen that was kicked and recalled everything that had happened since he became Zence Matten’s retinue. Except for when he faced the emperor and paid respect to the royal ancestors, Zence Matten never kneeled before.

In terms of kowtowing, Zence Matten never broke the skin on his forehead and ignored the composure and presence of a prince.

"Is he still Zence Matten? The proud Sixth Prince of Zence? The person who would sneer and look disdain when talking about friendship?"

Iron shook his head and thought, "Since I followed the Sixth Prince, I started to not believe in friendship under his influence. But now, the Sixth Prince knew that he can survive by abandoning friendship and will probably die if he kept it, and he still chose friendship?"

Kneeling at a servant? No one would believe this in the Royal Family of Zence.

Even if he could inherit the throne by kneeling... Iron believed that Zence Matten wouldn’t even kneel in that situation and would look disdainful.

Such a person who honored dignity and glory kneeled and kowtowed not to live but to die.