High Martial: I Grind Professions

Chapter 329: Chapter 185: The Shocking God Stab Shows Its Power Again

But it was too late.

The Shocking God Stab—an attack condensed from Li Wen’s 4th Layer Day Travel Realm Primordial Spirit and perfected to the 7th Layer—had reached a terrifying level of speed and stealth.

The moment the Snake Division leader’s Primordial Spirit defense began to take shape, the invisible stab pierced through it viciously.

TSSSH—!

A bizarre sound that could only be perceived on the Primordial Spirit level—like a searing hot iron plunging into a block of ice—exploded in the Snake Division leader’s sea of consciousness!

”Argh—!!!”

The Snake Division leader let out a shrill, distorted scream, his body convulsing violently as if struck by lightning.

The violent fluctuations of his dispersing Primordial Spirit blew his hood back, revealing the pale, twisted face of a middle-aged man, contorted in agony and horror.

His eyes instantly became bloodshot and bulged from their sockets as thin trickles of blood seeped from his seven orifices.

His sea of consciousness felt as if it had been pierced and churned by a red-hot iron poker. His Primordial Spirit was grievously wounded, causing the offensive he had been gathering to crumble. The powerful aura around him deflated rapidly, like a punctured balloon.

”A... Primordial... Spirit... Secret Technique?!” he rasped, his eyes filled with incredulous terror.

He couldn’t understand how a Late-stage Great Sun Realm warrior could possess such a terrifying and stealthy Primordial Spirit Secret Skill.

Li Wen gave him no chance to breathe or think.

When an enemy is wounded, take their life.

This was the creed etched into his very bones from countless life-or-death battles.

As he unleashed the Shocking God Stab, Li Wen’s figure had already shot out like a cannonball, the massive rock beneath his feet shattering with a BOOM.

He continuously poured the power of his Primordial Spirit into the invisible stab, pinning the Snake Division leader’s wounded Primordial Spirit in place and preventing him from mounting an effective defense or evasion.

Meanwhile, he gripped his long blade with both hands. Terrifying Thunder True Essence and an incredibly condensed Blade Intent frantically converged and compressed upon the blade, emitting a low hum like a dragon’s roar.

”Profound Sky: Thunderstrike!” A cold shout echoed through the rainy night.

The flash of the blade was like thunderous judgment descending from the nine heavens. It tore through the darkness, carrying a tyrannical will to destroy everything as it slashed viciously toward the Snake Division leader, whose body was rigid and defenseless from the excruciating pain in his Primordial Spirit.

Grievously injured, the Snake Division leader only had time to barely raise a scale-covered arm to block, his eyes filled with unwillingness and madness.

SQUELCH!

Where the blade passed, the tough scales and arm bones, covered in a dark energy, were severed as easily as rotten wood! Blood sprayed wildly!

”AHH—!” The pain of his severed arm, layered on top of the agony of his torn Primordial Spirit, completely robbed the Snake Division leader of his ability to fight back.

Li Wen’s assault didn’t pause for a moment. He changed his blade’s trajectory and swept it horizontally toward the leader’s neck.

At the same time, the edge of the Shocking God Stab erupted within his sea of consciousness, performing the final harvest.

The madness in the Snake Division leader’s eyes was instantly replaced by endless fear and bewilderment as his Primordial Spirit was completely pierced and torn asunder.

SHING!

The cold edge of the blade sliced through his neck without any resistance.

The head—one that was human, one that had once wielded great authority and power—flew high into the air, its expression frozen in ultimate unwillingness and horror.

The headless body swayed for a moment before collapsing heavily into the cold mud. Blood gushed from the stump of its neck, quickly spreading into a jarring, dark red stain in the rainwater.

The rain continued to fall, washing away the violent residual energy and the thick stench of blood from the battlefield.

Li Wen stood beside the corpse, panting heavily. A wave of weakness washed over him as his fusion state wore off.

But his gaze remained as sharp as a blade. He looked at the lifeless head on the ground, confirming that the man’s Primordial Spirit had been completely extinguished.

His long blade hung at his side, its tip dripping with blood mixed with rain.

He quickly retracted his aura and scanned his surroundings with his Primordial Spirit. Only after confirming there were no other immediate dangers did he allow his taut nerves to relax slightly.

In the distance, toward Changning City, explosions and energy fluctuations continued unabated. The signal fires of ”Year’s End” were burning everywhere.

A gentle, yet subtly astonished, consciousness quietly swept across the area.

It seemed to merely observe the state of the battle before quickly receding, not lingering or causing any external energy ripples.

...

「Mountain Rain Pass.」

Under a pavilion, the white-haired principal’s clone slowly opened its eyes.

The vast, subtle consciousness that had just swept across the battlefield outside Changning City had been his doing.

After confirming that Li Wen had successfully slain the leader of the Shadow Organization’s Snake Division, a flash of amazement crossed his eyes, which then softened into deep gratification.

’This young man has exceeded expectations once again.’

Without the slightest hesitation, the principal’s clone tapped a finger in the air. A condensed message instantly traversed space and reached Li Wen’s communication terminal.

Li Wen, who had just turned the Snake Division leader’s head and body to ash, felt the terminal in his pocket vibrate slightly.

He quickly read the message—the principal wanted him to publicly claim that the Snake Division leader had been killed by the principal’s own clone.

After reading the message, the last trace of worry in Li Wen’s heart vanished.

He had been wondering how to explain this seemingly impossible victory, and the principal’s arrangement undoubtedly saved him a great deal of trouble.

He bent down and quickly searched the scorched earth. After confirming that the Snake Division leader had not left behind any valuable or special items, he flicked his fingertips, shooting out two bolts of thunder-fire imbued with a destructive aura.

The thunder-fire descended, incinerating any remaining traces.

Having done all this, Li Wen lingered no longer. His body transformed into a streak of light barely visible to the naked eye, and he sped toward the Changning City fortress at a speed far greater than when he had arrived.

...

Inside the fortress, the battle had reached a critical point.

The defensive line of the Human Race, formed by Ling Feng and the remaining warriors, was on the verge of collapse before the tide-like assault of the Demon Race’s elites.

Many warriors had already fallen. Their energy shields flickered unstably, nearly extinguished.

The ferocious roars of the Demon Race commander drowned out the shouts of the Human Race warriors and the hum of their energy weapons.

Just as the defensive line was about to be completely overrun, an incomparably tyrannical aura suddenly descended upon the center of the battlefield.

”It’s Li Wen!”

”He’s back!”

The human side erupted in a wave of incredulous joy and the thrill of having survived a disaster.