Dual Cultivation God Returns

As they talked they reached their destination, this time not bothering to hide their approach as the opponents started swarming out of the building they were in, the scene resembling an ant's nest that was disturbed by poking a stick into it.

The number of high and mid level mercenaries was almost the same, but there were far more low-level mercenaries, as this was the base from which they would be sent to various locations on missions in the region, for both Tingren and Jurong Kingdoms. A key point despite it being located in an insignificant spot of the map and no real grand purpose.

This was also the insurance with which they hoped to supplement the force of Tingren Kingdom in case of the armed conflict with Princess Cai Yin.

'Heh, now this is gonna hurt a little'

Wu Ling chuckled as hitting this spot was basically cutting off a big portion of their free expendable low-level force. It was also cutting off support for the Royal House of Tingren.

'Hmm, that side should have started by now as well'

At this moment, Hua Ziyan, Wei Lan, Cao Xiang, Cao Mei and Wu Mengqi were decimating a similar location in Fantian Kingdom, which was located near the capital.

Even though both attacks would hurt almost the same on the surface, Tingren was strategically more important for the enemy so Wu Long could be assured that the biggest confrontation would be happening here and not in Fantian, ensuring safety for them. Though for certainty, Zhao Biren has already discreetly traveled to a nearby location.

As he watched people continue to pour out he chuckled that it really resembled an ant's nest since there was a lot more than could fit in such a small building, as they were emptying out the extensive underground facility.

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This time Wu Long did not actively participate from the start, letting Shen Min deal with the enemies to get experience first. Foundation Building Realm mercenaries were in the same realm as her, but she had the upper hand with superior technique and more robust cultivation base.

Even their stimulants did not give the mercenaries that expected edge since much like Wu Long benefited from his bond to them, his women benefited from it as well. Though since except for Hua Ziyan everyone else were not pure Dual Cultivators, they received less power from this blessing, but that was still enough to elevate them above their peers.

As her chakrams flew out, they were covered by larger Spiritual Qi images resembling their physical form, flying to the sides and forward in large arcs, while her hands gripped a second pair as she rushed into the midst of enemies.

The two chakrams that went to the sides followed the arched paths and hit the groups of enemies from both sides, bouncing from the weapons, and only gaining momentum as the ones who tried to block them were knocked back and to the side by the circular force of the spin, weaker enemies being split in half by the deadly circles.Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by novelenglish.net . Fir(e).nᴇt

"Fury Lake Chakram Art!"

The chakrams that were launched separately finally met in the middle as their paths crossed at the same moment Shen Min reached the opponents and engaged in closed combat. As she used a technique, the two chakrams in front seemed to form a connection at the moment they flew one atop the other, and a myriad of Spiritual Qi chakrams of the same form but smaller spread out to the front, like a surface of a lake spreading in an instant,becoming colored crimson as it passed dozens of mercenaries.

Only those with quick reaction or higher cultivation bases could evade or block that strike, since each individual small chakram moved in different trajectory, reaping the lives of half the opponents.

It was the only wide-range attack he taught her, but one with a good killing potential and low rate of predictability since it was launched from weapons that were detached earlier in seemingly another form of attack, and then as it was activated, spread at great speed.

Wu Long saw one of the mercenaries in the back take out a communication talisman, but did not stop him, as did not Shen Min who began a rampage among the remaining enemies.

While the Fantian Kingdom attack was more covert, their goal here was to make as much noise as possible, so he simply watched the beauty dance the ballet of death among the snowy plains near the town, the white canvas rapidly becoming crimson and black. Feng Yi was at his side, watching with wide eyes the decimation on a level, until recently she would not believe, that one person could bring against so many foes.

As his eyes followed her movements, Wu Long nodded with approval.

Shen Min was currently in the crossroads between becoming an Armament Cultivator or Pure Dual Cultivator.

Usually Martial Cultivators had an edge in personal strength over Dual Cultivators, but that generalization did not apply to Wu Long and his women for multiple reasons.

The key of those were, their effort in learning Martial Arts and pursuit of strength, which was not common for Dual Cultivators, and secondly Dual Extremes Infinite Union Art which negated that advantage of Martial Cultivators in personal prowess.

The only lingering doubt for her was that Armament Cultivators could be considered to hold their weapon as their belief, and seek pinnacle in it. If she relied on other method of cultivation while still pursuing the Dao of Chakrams, she would in a sense have abandoned the faith in reaching the pinnacle in her weapon mastery.

Wu Long could not make that choice for her, but she still had time to decide, as it was still not late to make adjustments. He himself became a Dual Cultivator much later in his cultivation journey.

What swayed her was that Hua Ziyan has recently started exhibiting the power her status as pure Dual Cultivator gave her. Her strength was as much affected by the bond as Wu Long's was proportionate to their respective base strengths.

And while they were friends, it did not diminish and in a way even empowered their rivalry in gaining strength, with Luo Mingyu being the one arbitrating and soothing both sides in time the relationship got heated since she did not possess strength and was not in pursuit of it. Both trusted her judgement, and believed her to be level-headed because of her neutral position on the matter.

Shen Min finished off two of the Foundation Building Realm mercenaries and most of the Revolving Qi Realm enemies as well, and then suddenly retreated.

"Chase her! Don't stop pushing!"

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"That technique must have depleted her Spiritual Qi! Now's our chance!"

"Attack! She's an arrow at the end of it's flight!"

Wu Long chuckled as it signified she did not see any more significance in this fight as she could not gain anything more. As Shen Min returned to them while fighting off the pursuing opponents who thought she was spent and could not go any longer, Wu Long stepped forward.

"Stop! Idiots! That guy is-...!"

As the only remaining Foundation Building Realm expert tried to shout, he quickly found out that his subordinates were in a state of frenzy due to the effects of the stimulant and were not listening, the whites of their eyes red and their veins popping up.

"Haa~... why bother? ... Though, I guess this chance can be useful... let's see~"

Wu Long shook his head at the detrimental effect of the stimulant, but then had a pondering gaze at the approaching crowd of low-level mercenaries that still numbered in hundreds even after Shen Min was done with them. His eyes became that of someone conducting an experiment, his figure starting to flicker with arcs of electricity. As he and Shen Min crossed paths, him going forward and her going backward, her enemies finally could see him approaching, but it was too late.

His foot stepped on the snow, and a film of Spiritual Qi spread from it far and wide in an instant as the snow it covered became wet, and then that film started producing formless waves from the center where his foot was, the waves becoming higher the further from him they got, kicking the mercenaries all around up into the air at different altitudes.

It was the same stomping technique he once used on the Wood Spirit Continent against Old Yen's former subordinates, but there was something slightly different about it now.

Water droplets went up into the air around him, among the waves and the people in the air, as his hair and robes were flattering from the fast motion with which he arrived, having no time to fall back down into normal position. The air suddenly felt damp, as if this was a humid country.

And then, a bright flash of light illuminated the white fields stained red, visible even amidst the relatively bright even if cloudy winter day as a deafening thunderclap resounded far through the vicinity, its roaring echoes traveling wide and causing people to jump in fright.

As the light eased, Feng Yi and Shen Min, who just arrived next to her, and the only remaining high-ranking mercenary on the other side, all widened their eyes as they saw Wu Long standing as his robes finally slowly settled down from that flap caused by his movement, while hundreds of charred bodies fell around him as small arcs of electric currents ran all around in the air.

From afar, it looked like a black rain was falling to the ground in one area.