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Chapter 323 Help!

At the edge of the battlefield, a figure stood like a frozen statue—Gao Jian, concealing his presence and observing coldly from the sidelines.

He wasn't standing idly by; rather, he was searching for the optimal moment to intervene, assessing the ebb and flow of power between the two sides. The earth-shattering collision between Jin Dafu and Qilin Shen, the terrifying power that shattered the great formation and collapsed the city walls, had already deeply shaken him. However, the scene that now unfolded before his eyes shocked him even more than the sheer destructive force!

He stared intently at Jin Dafu's body, which was shrinking continuously under Qilin Shen's ferocious attacks.

At first, Gao Jian was only shocked by Qilin Shen's terrifyingly ruthless and unreasonable strength and fighting style, which had managed to force Jin Dafu, a body cultivator at the peak of the ninth realm, into such a sorry state. But when Qilin Shen's fierce elbow strike pierced through Jin Dafu's abdominal fat, and a viscous liquid like molten gold gushed out, Gao Jian was stunned.

Damn it, that fatso! He's always so fat, and he's been saving up all this time?!

He wasn't unfamiliar with body cultivation techniques; burning one's essence and blood for a burst of power wasn't uncommon in martial arts. But what he saw before him completely overturned his understanding!
Jin Dafu's seemingly cumbersome and bloated body, covered in mountains of fat... was not waste at all, but rather his vital energy, which he had stored for countless years and highly compressed and refined using a special secret method!
This isn't just obesity; it's a walking, living treasure trove of vital energy! It perfectly seals and accumulates massive amounts of life energy within the body, in the seemingly inert form of fat! Ordinary martial artists spend their entire lives honing their skills, training their muscles and bones day and night, circulating their vital energy, yet all they gain is a trickle. But Jin Dafu has actually "stockpiled" this immense amount of vital energy—enough to flood rivers—in this way!

"Storing blood in fat, turning excess fat into a reservoir... What a brilliant method!" Gao Jian exclaimed inwardly, finally understanding why Jin Dafu possessed such terrifying strength and defense despite his seemingly "clumsy" physique! That massive body was not only a defensive barrier but also a reservoir of power! Every seemingly clumsy movement mobilized not only his muscles but also the torrent of blood and qi hidden deep beneath his fat, ready to erupt at any moment!

Watching Jin Dafu's body shrink rapidly under Qilin Shen's fierce attack, transforming from a bloated mountain of flesh into a lean, strong, and perfectly muscular battle body as if cast in steel, Gao Jian felt an unprecedented sense of oppression!

Every muscle in that newborn body seemed to breathe and roar! The rising and swirling dark golden blood energy was filled with destructive power!

Jin Dafu's aura, far from weakening due to "weight loss," surged wildly at an alarming rate, like a prehistoric beast unleashed from its shackles! It was a qualitative change, a transformation from "bloated and enormous" to "exquisitely refined"!

"So that's how it is... So this is his true face!" Gao Jian muttered to himself, his palms slightly sweaty. His previous judgment of Jin Dafu was completely overturned at this moment! This seemingly rough and burly fat man's cunning, his unique martial arts philosophy, and his profound accumulation of knowledge far exceeded his imagination!

The terrifying pressure from Qilin Shen did not destroy Jin Dafu; instead, it became a catalyst for him to break free from his own shackles and release the immense energy and blood that had accumulated over countless years! The burning of that mountain of fat was not a consumption of power, but rather the ultimate liberation of power!
Watching the two figures collide once again with the ferocity of stars destroying each other—one crimson like a molten lava beast, the other dark gold like an indestructible war god—Gao Jian knew that the level of this battle had completely exceeded his previous expectations.

Jin Dafu's trump card was even more unfathomable than he had imagined! The balance of power on the battlefield became unpredictable once again under this astonishing "transformation"!

fine……

Everything was still under control.

Jin Dafu's transformation was like throwing a block of ice into a boiling pot of oil, instantly shattering everyone's understanding! His mountain of flabby flesh transformed into pure blood and qi, condensing into a powerful battle physique that could actually hold its own against the savage beast Qilin Shen! Each collision was like a thunderbolt striking the earth, the shockwaves raging, further tearing and widening the already crumbling breaches in the city wall, lava flying everywhere, and smoke and dust obscuring the sun!
Gao Jian remained hidden in the shadows, a barely perceptible ripple flashing in the depths of his cold eyes.

Qilin Shen's appearance was part of his plan. He originally thought that this barbarian chieftain was capable of fighting two against one, at least enough to keep Jin Dafu and Huang Chengshi occupied, thus creating more opportunities for change at the border. However, Jin Dafu's unassuming "skinny form" disrupted his calculations.
"Man proposes, God disposes," Gao Jian sighed inwardly.

Jin Dafu's trump cards were deeper and stronger than he had anticipated! It was already difficult for Qilin Shen to fight to a draw with him, and he had no strength left to restrain others.

Opportunities are fleeting and leave no room for hesitation.

Yang Ling did not appear, but it was clear that the operation of this border formation was inseparable from Yang Ling. Everyone was doing their own thing.

"Qin Long!" Gao Jian thought to himself.

Almost the instant the thought flashed through his mind, the space above the battlefield rippled like water. A figure appeared silently, as if he had always existed within that spatial fold. The newcomer was tall and slender, with a cold and stern face—it was Qin Long! Without any unnecessary movements, his gaze swept across the battlefield like cold lightning, instantly locking onto one of the four ninth-realm experts: an elderly man whose aura leaned towards the feminine and who was about to unleash a large-scale spell to disrupt the battle.

Qin Long took a step forward, his figure blurring instantly. The next moment, he appeared like a ghost, a hundred feet in front of the effeminate old man. He didn't draw his sword, but simply pointed his fingers like a knife and slashed through the air! A hazy, invisible sword aura, seemingly capable of swallowing light, silently tore through space, slashing with perfect precision at the spell node constructed by the old man!

The effeminate old man's expression changed drastically. He hastily abandoned his incantation, formed hand seals, and a bone shield covered with twisted runes instantly appeared in front of him!

laugh--!
The bone shield shattered instantly! The old man grunted, his body retreating rapidly, his aura becoming erratic, his eyes filled with apprehension as he looked at Qin Long. Qin Long remained expressionless, his figure vanishing once more, relentlessly pursuing and pinning this ninth-realm magic expert from the Netherworld firmly in the air, far from the main battlefield!

At the same time, the core area of ​​the remaining defensive array on the city wall flickered rapidly again. Although the entire array had been destroyed by the collision between Jin Dafu and Qilin Shen, the remaining power, under the desperate urging of the defending sorcerers, transformed into a solid pillar of light, which, like a chain, wrapped around another Jin family ninth-realm expert who was trying to pounce on ordinary soldiers to slaughter them! The expert roared repeatedly, his fist energy like a dragon blasting against the pillar of light, but for a moment he was held back by the dying struggle of the array's power.

The battlefield situation has become clear.

The current balance of power is that Jin Dafu's side has ten eighth-realm cultivators and four ninth-realm cultivators.

The Qilin tribe and the various beast tribes were able to hold off all the eighth-realm experts. The remaining experts of the Qilin tribe and the warriors of the various beast tribes were locked in fierce combat with ten eighth-realm experts and a large number of ordinary elites. Although the Qilin warriors were extremely brave, they were significantly outnumbered and faced numerous eighth-realm experts from the enemy. The battle was fierce and protracted, but they could hold out for a short time.

On our side, the border formation can hold off a ninth-realm cultivator.

Qin Long can block a Ninth Realm cultivator.

Qilin Shen can block a Ninth Realm cultivator.

In other words, the opponent has one more Ninth Realm cultivator. This Ninth Realm cultivator is currently Huang Chengshi.

Clearly, the battle had shifted in favor of the Jin family and Youmingdi, which gave them a significant sense of relief.

Given this balance of power, victory is inevitable.

When Huang Chengshi saw Qin Long appear and restrain one of his ninth-realm warriors, while the other was trapped by the remaining power of the border formation, a clear emotion called peace of mind flashed for the first time in the depths of Huang Chengshi's eyes, which were as cold as an ancient well and focused only on killing!

"It's done!" A thought flashed through his mind.

All the worries and all the uncertainties seemed to have settled down at this moment!
Although Jin Dafu failed to defeat Qilin Shen quickly, he successfully held him back and even gained the upper hand. Jin Dafu's increasingly fierce fighting spirit speaks volumes. As expected of the head of the Jin family, with such a foundation, it is estimated that he will definitely reach the tenth realm in the future.

Despite the enemy's best efforts, our high-end combat forces could only barely hold back two of them, while Qin Long and the border formation each held back one ninth-level expert.

As for Huang Chengshi himself—it seemed that the other party was no longer able to spare any more strength to deal with it!
Huang Chengshi stands here on this bloody battlefield, unstoppable!
The scales of victory have undeniably and completely tipped in their favor!
Huang Chengshi even slowed down the pace of the killing. He was no longer in a hurry to expand his gains, but instead strolled leisurely through the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, wielding his magic at will. His spells were like a scythe reaping lives, accurately and efficiently eliminating those defending generals and sorcerer nodes who were still putting up a last-ditch resistance. A relaxed smile even appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"The situation is settled." His heart was no longer troubled, only a sense of composure that allowed him to control everything.

An extra ninth-realm warrior, on a battlefield of this level, is the final straw that breaks the camel's back! The fall of the border is only a matter of time. He even began to spare a sliver of attention to the earth-shattering duel between Jin Dafu and Qilin Shen, planning how to cooperate with Jin Dafu later to completely eliminate this biggest problem.

As for the others? In his eyes at this moment, no matter how many schemes they had, they were nothing more than ants struggling in vain before the overwhelming power. The dawn of victory was already clearly shining on the banners of the Jin family and the Netherworld!

Huang Chengshi was completely relieved.

The situation was no different from what was expected.

Although the enemy would have no chance of survival if a large army were to press in, these treacherous officials would also have a slim chance of survival if they directly assembled a group of experts.

To put it bluntly, the power gap is too large, and any plan will be in vain.

So, the next step is to be wary of unexpected events, and then gradually tip the scales to victory.

At the heart of the meat grinder, the remaining fierce warriors of the Qilin tribe, along with other arriving beast warriors, formed a defensive line with their flesh and blood, engaging in a brutal and utterly devastating battle against the Jin family, ten eighth-realm experts from Youming Land, and their elite troops. Roars, screams, the clash of weapons, and the cracking of bones mingled together. Every inch of land was soaked in blood, and corpses piled up like mountains. The savage courage of the Qilin warriors and the ferocity of the beasts, outnumbered and outmatched by superior experts, were like burning candles—bright yet rapidly fading.

Above the sky lay the decisive battlefield. Jin Dafu and Qilin Shen, like two gods and demons, caused earth-shattering roars with every collision, distorting the scenery and raging storms, turning that airspace into a forbidden zone for life.

A little further away, Qin Long was locked in a fierce battle with the old man from the Netherworld, who was a ninth-realm sorcerer. The two figures darted through spatial rifts and bursts of magical light, locked in a close and evenly matched struggle.

Further out, the power gathered by the border formation has transformed into a shackle, which is being frantically bombarded by another ninth-realm expert. The light is flickering violently and may collapse completely at any moment, but for the time being, it seems to have entangled this ninth-realm expert.

Huang Chengshi. He no longer needed to worry about any constraints, and he unleashed the full power of the Nine Realms.

At this moment, he exuded a calm and precise control over the entire situation. Each flash of light inevitably took away a garrison captain attempting to organize a counterattack, a sorcerer maintaining a local formation, or even an entire squad of soldiers in formation.

His presence was like a boulder weighing on the hearts of all the defenders, exacerbating the already crumbling defenses. The cold curve of his lips revealed his inner conviction—victory was already in his grasp.

The addition of an extra ninth-realm warrior was enough to crush any resistance. He even had the leisure to turn his gaze to the earth-shattering duel in the sky, assessing when to intervene and deliver a fatal blow to Qilin Shen.

The balance of power seems to have tilted irreversibly. Two of the Jin family's and Youmingdi's high-end combat forces have been effectively tied down, but Huang Chengshi, who remains, has become a deadly dagger that no one can control.

Although the resistance of the Qilin tribe and the various beast tribes was fierce, their defeat was only a matter of time. Once the resistance on the city walls completely collapsed, or the Ninth Realm cultivator trapped in the sky broke free, or... Huang Chengshi decided to join the sky battlefield to create a two-against-one situation, then the fall of the entire border would be as unstoppable as an avalanche.

An atmosphere of despair, like a chilling poisonous fog, permeated the remaining will of every defender.

However, on the edge of this vortex of bloodshed and chaos—

Gao Jianzheng watched as Huang Chengshi slaughtered the defenders like harvesting wheat, watched the Qilin warriors fall one by one in despair, watched the Nine Realms trapped in the sky about to break free of the formation, watched the earth-shattering battle between Jin Dafu and Qilin Shen... All this information flowed into his mind like a cold stream.

All the groundwork, all the sacrifices, all the chaos and bloodshed... were all to create an opportunity, an opportunity for this unrestrained Ninth Realm expert to completely lower his guard and believe that victory was in his grasp!
His gaze finally settled firmly on the gray figure who calmly reaped lives and thought he was in control of everything—Huang Chengshi.

Then, he jumped out, waving his hands in a disheveled manner: "Elder Huang! Elder Huang! Help!"

(End of this chapter)