Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

Chapter 1621 The Demonic Dragon Attacks the Moonlit Medicine Market

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In the northeastern part of Tosk Province, in the heart of the Moonlit Corridor, lies Moonlit City.

This county town is not large in scale, but it guards a strategic location, with the vast and continuous Moon Back Mountain Range to the west and the misty Moon Bay to the east.

The victory in the competition with the main city of Shanhaiguan, located two hundred miles away, a year ago, ultimately allowed the Chen family to establish an important chain market for medicinal herbs there, making it the lifeline for the circulation of medicinal herbs throughout the northeast of the province.

Therefore, the government and local forces of Moonshine City cherish this market greatly, as it is not only a source of abundant wealth but also a symbol of the Chen family in this place.

At this moment, this medicinal herb market, which symbolized wealth and order, has been transformed into a hellish arena.

Flames licked at the ornately decorated shopfront, and thick smoke billowed up like a giant python, obscuring the sky.

The tattered plaque fell askew, and the exquisite wooden box containing medicinal herbs, along with the rare herbs inside, was crushed into dust in the chaos.

The deafening shouts of battle, the screams of the dying, and the crashing of collapsing buildings intertwined to create a symphony of death.

The six hundred Moon Radiance Guards of the Chen family, responsible for guarding this place, are engaged in an unprecedented and fierce battle.

Of these 600 elite guards, about 400 are Soul Masters with combat capabilities, while the rest are experienced retired soldiers and other combat professionals. They are well-trained and heavily guarded.

However, at this moment, they were being forced to retreat by a group of only a few hundred men in black.

Those men in black were like madmen, their eyes bloodshot like jade, their movements ferocious and swift, their slashing and hacking accompanied by a chilling bloodlust.

They withstood the swords and arrows of the Moonshine Guards. Even with multiple wounds, as long as they did not die immediately, they would fight back even more frantically, even exchanging wounds for wounds, leaving severed limbs and scalding blood scattered all over the ground.

An experienced captain of the Moonshine Guardian Emperor's battalion suddenly narrowed his eyes—this frenzied, self-destructive fighting style was a typical characteristic of the Crimson Cult after taking the forbidden drug "Bloodlust Dew".

"Hold the line! Form a defensive formation! Don't let them split up!"

A Soul Master-level squad leader roared in pain, his left arm severed at the shoulder, yet he still managed to deflect several sinister black beams of light with a single hand.

The Moon Guards around them tried their best to tighten their defenses, but their formation had already been shattered by the fearless attacks of the men in black.

The ground beneath their feet was already soaked with blood and mud, and there were broken weapons, shattered armor, and even fingers and fragments of internal organs that no one knew who they belonged to... It was a horrifying sight.

The cries of agony rose and fell, the desperate groans of the dying mingling with the beastly roars of the cultists, creating a scene of hell.

Amidst the ruins, an atmosphere of despair permeated the air like thick smoke.

Just as the Moonshine Guard's defensive line was teetering on the brink of collapse, about to be completely engulfed by this raging tide—

"You little devils! Stop your rampage!"

A clear and sharp shout, like a piercing arrow, tore through the chaotic noise.

At the end of the long southwestern street, amidst billowing dust, a troop of imposing silver-armored warriors charged in at high speed, like blades drawn from their sheaths.

The person in the lead, dressed in a magnificent brocade robe of a city lord, with a face as handsome as jade and eyes as cold as stars, was none other than the Moonshine City Lord—Xue Chufan!

He instantly released his martial spirit, and a bright blue halo with a shimmering, star-like glow shone brilliantly beneath his feet.

Behind them, the ethereal silhouette of a swan, exuding both elegance and majesty, silently appeared, its pure white wings unfurling, yet shrouded in sharp golden light, chilling icy breath, and the gentle rustling of a breeze.

The swan, a top-tier seventh-grade martial soul, possesses the primary attribute of water and the secondary attributes of metal, wind, and ice.

The city lord's guards charged down the mountain like tigers, crashing into the flanks of the cultists and instantly cutting down dozens of crazed men in black. Xue Chufan's gaze was as sharp as a hawk's, instantly locking onto a fierce battle ahead. Two Soul King-level cultists, one on the left and one on the right, were grinning as they slashed their longswords at a heavily wounded Moonbeam Guard Soul King captain who had fallen to the ground.

His right hand was held with fingers like a sword, and his fingertips drew in the moisture of heaven and earth!

Fifth Soul Skill: Thousand Rivers of Snow Congealed River!

In an instant, it seemed as if an endless river of water in the void was suddenly frozen by an invisible force.

Two pale blue torrents, formed purely from the intensely compressed chill and water-attribute soul power, shot out silently and swiftly from his fingertips like two winding glaciers.

Where the glacier passes, fine frost condenses in the air, and the temperature drops sharply.

Those two glacial bursts of energy, carrying the terrifying power to freeze everything and the immense pressure of water, struck the two cultists in the back with perfect precision, arriving after they had struck.

"Pfft! Crack!"

The protective soul power rising from the two cultists was torn apart and frozen like thin paper.

The biting cold instantly penetrated their bones and internal organs, causing them to stop moving abruptly. Thick frost rapidly spread across their bodies, turning them into two ferocious ice sculptures in the blink of an eye.

Immediately afterwards, the immense impact force contained within the glacier erupted, and with a muffled "bang," the ice sculpture, along with the already stiffened body inside, exploded, turning into a sky full of ice shards and snow powder mixed with blood.

"Kill! Leave no one behind!"

Xue Chufan's voice was resolute, containing the majesty of a collateral branch of the royal family and an unquestionable killing intent.

As if echoing his call to arms, roars resounded simultaneously from multiple locations around the market:

"Young men of the Leng family, follow me to kill the traitors!"

Where are the men of the Zheng family?!

"Water Serpent Tower, heed my command! Slaughter the demon!"

Shadows swayed, their soul power flashing!
The three pillar families of the city, all of the sixth rank (Leng, Zheng, and Wang), along with the elite forces of the second-rate sect, Water Serpent Tower, finally arrived.

Like heavy wedges, they hammered into the chaotic battle, and many other small and medium-sized forces in the city joined in upon hearing the news, forming a torrent of resistance.

The hundreds of Scarlet Cult members, who had initially held the upper hand and acted arrogantly, were suddenly caught in a quagmire of attacks from both inside and outside.

The encouragement brought by the city lord's personal arrival and the influx of new forces from various families, like a cold tide, began to wash over this market stained with flames and blood.

The tenacious remnants of the Moonbeam Guard also mustered their courage and roared as they launched a counter-charge!
The situation reversed instantly!

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In the heart of the Moonshine City medicinal herb market, amidst the smoke of battle, Xue Chufan gracefully flapped her swan wings, creating a chilling gust of wind, and landed lightly and steadily in mid-air at the heart of the battle.

His gaze swept across the battlefield, and his brows suddenly furrowed.

Below, smoke and blood churned.

Ruan Erfeng, the garrison commander (thousand-household commander) of the Chen family's Moon Radiance Guard, was covered in blood. A deep, bone-revealing scratch was visible on his left shoulder, and the flesh was torn open. His brocade robe was also torn in several places, revealing purplish-blue handprints inside.

Ruan Erfeng, a level 72 Soul Saint, is a member of the Ruan family, a fifth-grade high-level Jade Tide Snail in Chenlin Village, and the father of Ruan Chaoyin.

He gasped for breath, his right hand, gripping the spiral-shaped martial spirit, trembled violently as layers of pale blue sonic shields, like deep-sea whirlpools, struggled to withstand the relentless attacks from ahead.

The attacker was a middle-aged woman with an elusive figure and a strange smile.

She was dressed in a dark purple gauze robe, and her ten fingernails were sharp like ink claws. Every swing of her finger brought with it a piercing ghostly wailing sound. She was none other than an 81st level Soul Douluo powerhouse from the Crimson Church!
Martial Soul - Banshee!
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