I Grind to Martial Saint

”Leader Zhang, lend me your Essence Blood!”

Hearing this, Zhang Bei’s expression twisted in horror as he tried to dodge.

SQUELCH!

Priest Zeng’s withered, ancient arm plunged into his back from behind!

Zhang Bei sprayed out a great cloud of blood mist, letting out a roar of defiance.

But his face rapidly caved in, becoming as horrifying as a desiccated corpse.

It wasn’t just his face; his entire body shriveled in the same way.

A Gun King of his generation had fallen, dead at the hands of a Wangling Sect fiend.

Even Han Yuan was taken aback; he hadn’t expected things to escalate to this point.

At that moment, having absorbed Zhang Bei’s Essence Blood, Priest Zeng’s body began to swell and expand before their very eyes.

Even his loose Mage Robe burst apart at the seams.

The Yellow-skinned Evil Ghost painted on the great banner seemed to spring to life. With a roar, it transformed into a brilliant flash of light and shot into Priest Zeng’s body.

”Yellow Springs Ghost General... grant me your divine might!!!!”

As if to vent the berserk, terrifying power within him, Priest Zeng tilted his head back and roared at the heavens!!!

It was a roar like that of a wrathful demon god, striking terror into the hearts of all.

In that moment, as if spurred on by some unseen force, the Wuyun Bandits became even more frenzied and vicious, relentlessly assaulting the city walls.

”Interesting.”

Han Yuan took a deep breath, gripping his Dragon Sparrow Cloud-Splitting Saber with both hands.

Priest Zeng’s current appearance was nearly identical to the evil ghost depicted on the banner.

He stood over two meters tall, with bulging, knotted muscles, crimson hair, and protruding fangs, radiating an overwhelming, murderous aura!

Priest Zeng violently slammed the great banner into the ground and lifted Zhang Bei’s corpse with one hand.

RRRIP!

He ripped Zhang Bei’s spine clean out of his body.

A current of yellow corpse qi immediately coiled around the length of the spine.

CRACKLE...

The spine began to harden in an unnatural way.

The next moment, Priest Zeng’s enormous form appeared before Han Yuan, bringing the spine—now like an iron mace—crashing down on his head!

Not to be outdone, Han Yuan unleashed a fierce Thunderous Slash!

BOOM!!!

The Dragon Sparrow Cloud-Splitting Saber and the White Bone Mace clashed violently.

Han Yuan let out a wild roar, the immense force of the impact causing his eyes to bulge and turn bloodshot.

THUMP, THUMP, THUMP!

He was forced back three steps!

”Han Yuan!”

”The Yellow Springs Ghost General is the Yellow Springs Saint Mother’s Dharma Guardian Divine General!”

”I am bolstered by his power! How can you possibly be my match!”

Priest Zeng roared, the White Bone Mace in his hand smashing viciously toward Han Yuan again, whipping up a fierce gale!

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Han Yuan seemed to be completely on the defensive.

Even his terrifying Qi Power seemed to be suppressed by Priest Zeng, and he was forced back step by step by the blows from the White Bone Mace!

”Die!”

”Yellow Springs Fall!”

Eager to finish Han Yuan quickly, Priest Zeng brought the White Bone Mace crashing down on his head!

Han Yuan barely managed to block with his Dragon Sparrow Cloud-Splitting Saber, but the force sent him flying, knocking the saber itself from his grasp.

”Han Yuan, go to the Nine Netherworld!”

Pressing his advantage, Priest Zeng leaped high into the air, swinging the White Bone Mace down viciously at Han Yuan’s head.

”The one who’s going to die... is you!”

The instant Priest Zeng leaped, a flash of brutal Evil Qi glinted in Han Yuan’s eyes, and he roared like a wild beast!

BOOM!!!

The next moment, Han Yuan’s muscles swelled as if they were about to explode. He snapped his right leg up at Priest Zeng, unleashing a lightning-fast Kuixing Kick!

THWACK!

Priest Zeng, completely caught off guard by Han Yuan’s hidden strength, was kicked in the gut and sent flying backward!

”Impossible... I’m under the protection of the Yellow Springs Ghost General’s power!”

Priest Zeng’s expression was demonic, his face twisted in a frenzied snarl!

”You pathetic fraud!”

Han Yuan’s domineering, brutish figure charged toward Priest Zeng.

Having activated his Transformed Whale State, his explosive power reached a terrifying peak. Wreathed in a great black light, he instantly appeared before Priest Zeng and brought down a Giant Spirit Monument-Opening Hand!

His muscles were now knotted and coiled with Great Demon Qi, making him look like a veritable Demon God!

Priest Zeng swung his White Bone Mace to meet the blow!

BAM!

Under the utterly terrifying force, the White Bone Mace shattered into nothing but bone dust.

POW!

Han Yuan’s head, like a Heavy Hammer, slammed viciously into Priest Zeng’s.

No matter how hard a skull, it would be left cracked, bloody, and reeling.

Laughing maniacally, Han Yuan rained down a series of savage, brutal Hand Blade strikes upon Priest Zeng’s body.

THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!

Chunks of Priest Zeng’s flesh were blasted away, splattering everywhere with each Hand Blade strike.

”HAHAHAHA!!!”

”Why aren’t you screaming?!”

”What happened to the Yellow Springs Ghost General?”

”Worthless trash!”

Han Yuan grabbed Priest Zeng’s head with both hands and gave it a savage twist!

SNAP!

He twisted it a full one hundred and eighty degrees in an instant!

Then, he followed up with another heavy Giant Spirit Monument-Opening Hand!

SMASH!

Priest Zeng’s head was driven down into his chest cavity.

Roaring, Han Yuan grabbed Priest Zeng’s body and began slamming it into the ground over and over again!

SMASH! SMASH! SMASH!!!

He didn’t stop until it was reduced to a pile of gore.

”The Wangling Sect fiend... is dead!”

”Zhang Bei... is dead!!!”

Han Yuan retrieved his Dragon Sparrow Cloud-Splitting Saber and stood tall, his black hair whipping wildly in the rainy night as he let out a furious roar!

His voice was like the roar of a savage beast, echoing through the mountains and forests!

The Wuyun Bandits had long since lost their minds and were deaf to Han Yuan’s declaration.

Their leaders, however, were still lucid.

Men like Chen Lun and Li Kui were still locked in combat with the defenders in the rampart passages.

Hearing Han Yuan’s roar, Li Kui was thrown into a panic.

”You dare lose focus while facing me!”

The veteran Huang Huai seized the opening. The moment Li Kui was distracted, the flash of his sword accelerated, darting toward Li Kui’s throat like a wasp’s stinger!

Sensing the terrifying killing intent, Li Kui hastily swung his Giant Axe to block.

But Huang Huai had already anticipated his move. With a flick of his wrist, his sword’s flash slipped right past the Giant Axe’s block.

SQUELCH!

Li Kui’s eyes shot wide open.

A longsword was embedded precisely in his throat.

Seeing this, Chen Lun on the other side of the passage flung his hand out, unleashing a wide spray of silver light.

It was his trump card for survival.

Li Jin, naturally, had no intention of letting Chen Lun escape.

But the shower of silver light was too dense, forcing him to wield his dual spears to deflect it all.

Chen Lun seized the opportunity to leap directly off the top of the wall, intent on escaping.

Now that both Zhang Bei and Priest Zeng were dead, the siege was a lost cause. Chen Lun’s only thought was to save his own skin.

But the moment Chen Lun’s feet hit the ground, he heard a low, restrained voice.

”I let you get away earlier...”

”Where do you think you can run this time?!”

The voice terrified Chen Lun to his very core. He was about to bolt—

BOOM!

A figure crashed into him like a stampeding behemoth!

CRUNCH!!!

Chen Lun felt as if every bone in his body had shattered.

The next moment, he was carried along by the berserk figure and slammed violently into the city wall behind them.

The walls of Cangshui County Town were built from incredibly hard stone.

Yet Han Yuan’s impact made the entire wall shudder violently.

As for Chen Lun, he had been pulverized into a bloody pulp, his bones smashed to pieces.

A deep crater was left in the wall, stained with bits of gray, white, and scarlet.

At last, Han Yuan’s Transformed Whale State subsided, and he stood panting, gasping for breath.