Chapter 64 – Slaughter on the Battlefield

‘Could the fourth floor of the Tower of Illusory Heavens be testing how we survive on the battlefield?’

The sudden battlefield environment led Mu Lin to some speculations.

However, just as Mu Lin was thinking this, he soon realized something was off—this test was more than that.

Surveying the surroundings, Mu Lin noticed that although the human military formation was orderly and well-trained, there were only six or seven Qi Refiners at the Gushing Spring Realm on the human side. In contrast, there were nine demonic monsters at the Gushing Spring Realm on the enemy side.

What made Mu Lin frown even more was that among the demonic monsters, there was one he was extremely familiar with—a Yaksha at the Gushing Spring Realm.

With its slight ability to fly, it was incredibly fast and its attacks were fierce.

Whenever a Qi Refiner showed themselves, it would strike them head-on.

In the short time Mu Lin was observing the battlefield, one Qi Refiner was targeted by it and instantly severely wounded.

If not for the soldiers around desperately resisting, he would have been finished.

Even now, the severely wounded person had lost most of his strength, and to protect him, several soldiers had died tragically, including a minor leader. This made the battlefield situation even more dire.

“No wonder the fourth floor of the Tower of Illusory Heavens is so difficult. This isn’t just the challenge of a single Gushing Spring Realm demonic monster.”

After this realization, Mu Lin understood one more thing:

“I must take action, and quickly. Otherwise, the human side definitely won’t hold out.”

Thinking this, Mu Lin did not recklessly reveal himself. Staying true to the treacherous style of the Paper Crafting Lineage, he took out several folded Paper Figures and blew on them hard.

“Huff…”

With the breath of a living person, several Mu Lins and Chu Lingluos appeared on the battlefield—they were all Paper Figures.

Mu Lin and Chu Lingluo’s Main Bodies had already moved to the rear under the cover of the soldiers. Then, at Mu Lin’s instruction, Chu Lingluo performed Heaven-Human Synchronization, linking their auras, forms, and even existence to the surrounding weeds and trees, making them completely overlooked.

Only after ensuring their own safety did Mu Lin begin to summon Yellow Turban Warriors, sending them into battle.

“Roar!”

“Kill!”

Several Yellow Turban Warriors formed a formation and joined the battlefield, which had some impact on the situation.

With immense strength, imperviousness to weapons, fearlessness, and mutual coordination, the Yellow Turban Warriors tore a gap through the horde of beasts.

However, as Spirit Awakening-level warriors, they could only influence the beast battlefield.

Once the Gushing Spring Realm demonic monsters joined, the Yellow Turban Warriors’ offensive was instantly halted.

“Bang!”

It was a bluish-black one-eyed mountain ogre.

With its formidable strength, the Gushing Spring Realm mountain ogre alone forced six Yellow Turban Warriors to retreat repeatedly.

The Yellow Turban Warriors were strong, but the mountain ogre was stronger. The Yellow Turban Warriors were impervious to weapons, but the Gushing Spring Realm mountain ogre had even greater defense.

After a fierce struggle, all six Yellow Turban Warriors were injured.

In contrast, the one-eyed mountain ogre bore only minor wounds.

This scene emboldened the mountain ogre, and it roared fiercely.

“Trash!”

Unfazed, Mu Lin seized the moment of the one-eyed mountain ogre’s arrogance as an ominous Blood Sword suddenly struck from the side.

“Roar!”

Since the Yellow Turban Warriors posed little pressure, the sudden Blood Sword ambush failed to overcome the mountain ogre.

As the ominous Blood Sword charged forward, with a stomp from the mountain ogre, a “boom” echoed as earthy yellow light surged from the ground. Quickly, around the one-eyed mountain ogre, stones condensed and hurled toward the ominous Blood Sword.

“Swish!”

“Bang, bang, bang…”

The sword danced wildly, slashing and cleaving, while the stones shattered and scattered. The two engaged in a fierce confrontation in mid-air.

In this clash, Mu Lin’s Paper Sword was subtly at a disadvantage.

—The Sky Burial Power held a high rank, but the amount of Sky Burial Power Mu Lin had received was too little.

And for anything, discussing effects without considering dosage is nothing but deceit.

Perhaps the ultimate Burying Heaven Power could bury life, causing all phenomena in the world, even heaven and earth, to meet their end. However, at present, the Sky Burial Power Mu Lin had received was only exceptionally effective against flesh-and-blood bodies.

Nevertheless, even at this point, Mu Lin felt neither fear nor despair.

He simply calmly wove something together.

At a certain moment, another Yellow Turban Warrior charged in, and the ominous Blood Sword launched an attack from the sky as well.

Faced with such an assault, the one-eyed mountain ogre was initially unafraid.

“Petty tricks…”

With a cold snort, it prepared to repeat its old tactic—condensing stones to counter the Blood Sword while relying on its powerful physique to clash with the Yellow Turban Warrior.

However, just as it raised its foot, ready to stomp the ground, an unexpected event occurred.

“Pfft…”

“Awoo!”

As its single foot was about to land, something like an iron nail suddenly pierced through its sole, causing it to let out a piercing, miserable howl.

More critically, this sudden and untraceable attack came at an extremely opportune moment—precisely when its spell was about to be activated but had not yet taken effect.

Clearly, such an attack caused its spell to fail.

Moreover, with its foot pierced, it lost its balance, toppled sideways, and collapsed to the ground.

And then… there was no “then.”

While it faltered, the ominous Blood Sword in the air suddenly accelerated, thrusting straight toward the single eye between its brows.

This sight sent shivers down the one-eyed mountain ogre’s spine, and it desperately tried to defend itself.

Unfortunately, the Yellow Turban Warriors were not idle either. Several of them swarmed forward, forcefully restraining its arms, leaving it unable to resist.

“No!”

Thus, with its body immobilized, the one-eyed mountain ogre could only watch helplessly as the ominous Blood Sword plunged forward, piercing through its single eye and skull.

“Pfft…”

With a single thrust through the head, the one-eyed mountain ogre… was dead.

“Roar!”

“Victory!”

The sudden death of the one-eyed mountain ogre prompted roars of triumph from the surrounding soldiers, greatly boosting their morale.

In contrast, the demonic monsters were somewhat stunned.

“What happened?”

“Surrounded and killed by a few Spirit Awakening Realm warriors? Since when did One-Eye become so useless?”

“Charge! Kill those warriors…”

“Fools, what’s the point of fighting the warriors? Kill their master—that pretty-faced boy…”

“Which one? There are six identical pretty-faced boys on the field. How do we tell them apart?”

These words left many demonic monsters bewildered.

This was also the power of Grandmaster Level Paper Crafting, Master Grade Painting, and Master Grade Calligraphy.

Paper Crafting gave Mu Lin’s Paper Figures bones and form; Painting endowed them with lifelike appearances and flawless expressions.

And using Calligraphy to write the True Name and birth characters with blood ink imbued Mu Lin’s Paper Figures with his complete aura.

After this series of maneuvers, not only were the demonic monsters unfamiliar with Mu Lin unable to tell which Mu Lin on the field was real and which was fake, but even Chu Lingluo, who knew him well, couldn’t distinguish them either.

However, the confusion among the demonic monsters didn’t last long.

Unable to identify the real one, the powerful Flying Yaksha simply gave up trying.

“If I can’t find him, then I’ll just kill them all.”

With a cold snort, the Yaksha leaped into the air like a great roc, swooping down from above to attack Mu Lin.

Naturally, someone stepped forward to block it.

“Demon, how dare you!”

Amidst the furious roar, a general wielding a Guan Dao sprang out, slashing toward the Flying Yaksha. Meanwhile, Spells were unleashed from several Qi Refiners, attempting to thwart the Yaksha’s assault on Mu Lin.

Unfortunately, it was all in vain.

The Yaksha, possessing a trace of flying lineage, was simply too fast. With a “whoosh,” aided by the wind, it dodged a barrage of attacks in a single flash.

Then, brandishing its Steel Fork, it thrust straight down at Mu Lin from the sky.

Its swift speed made it resemble an air-to-ground missile.

“Thud!”

With a downward stab, Mu Lin, unable to react in time, was pierced through the body like the hedgehog in Runtu’s tale.

“Boom…”

As the terrifying force on the Steel Fork erupted, Mu Lin’s body instantly shattered—unsurprisingly, it was a Paper Figure.

The shattered Mu Lin dissolved into a flurry of paper scraps.

“Tsk…”

(End of Chapter)