bookrebus Chapter 744 Four Heroes Defeat Ten Thousand Cavalry
Chapter 744 Four Heroes Defeat Ten Thousand Cavalry
The setting sun, like blood, illuminated the land that had just experienced a brush with death and rebirth. Lin Wei and Lin Muxue looked at Lin Ping and Lin Shu before them, their eyes overflowing with relief.
The sisters, who were once covered in wounds and on the verge of death, now had smooth, undamaged bodies, as if their previous injuries had never happened. Even more exhilarating was the aura emanating from them, which was several times stronger than before. It was a calm, refined aura, yet contained a terrifying explosive power—the pressure of the Heavenly Realm!
As the eldest sister, Lin Wei was filled with mixed emotions, mostly relief at surviving the ordeal and admiration for the miraculous power of the family's secret techniques. Lin Muxue's feelings were even more complex. She was a year younger than Lin Ping, but a month or two older than Lin Shu. Looking at Lin Shu now, sensing that her cultivation level was almost equal to her own at the peak of the Heavenly Realm (although she herself was at the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Realm, her cultivation level was obtained through resurrection and rebirth, and her practical experience only allowed her to exert the strength of her peak realm), she couldn't help but feel a myriad of emotions.
"Sigh..." Lin Muxue sighed softly, "The family inheritance is indeed domineering. I barely managed to stabilize my peak Heaven Realm combat power after two life-or-death battles. My cousin Shumei only went through one... and she directly stepped into the peak Heaven Realm. Their strength is already comparable." She even had a fleeting thought: could her own inheritance really be weaker than the inheritance power of her cousin?
Just as Lin Muxue's thoughts were racing, Lin Wei's sharp gaze swept across the distant horizon, where the dust and smoke of the Turkic cavalry's rampage seemed to linger. A cold glint flashed in her eyes, and an aura of domineering arrogance arose spontaneously. Her voice was resolute, carrying an unquestionable authority:
"Sisters, our wounds have healed, and our strength has increased tenfold! Those Turkic bastards slaughtered our soldiers, brothers and sisters—this is an irreconcilable hatred! Now, follow me back and wipe them out—completely!"
"it is good!"
"kill!"
"Let them pay with blood!"
The three sisters, Lin Ping, Lin Shu, and Lin Muxue, responded almost in unison, their voices filled with long-suppressed anger and a thirst for revenge. Although Lin Ping had been resurrected, her eyes were unusually resolute; Lin Shu's aura was more composed due to her higher cultivation level, quite unlike her young age. Having experienced "death," her hatred for her enemies had deepened, and her mind had matured further because of this rebirth; Lin Muxue had also cast aside her own distracting thoughts. At this moment, they shared only one common goal—to avenge their fallen comrades!
Four figures, like four bolts of lightning slicing through the sky, soared into the heavens. They were no longer delicate women in need of protection, but goddesses reborn from the ashes, wielding the power of slaughter!
……
Several miles away, the Turkic army camp was in an uproar. Over ten thousand Turkic cavalrymen had just returned from raiding Lin Wei's camp and were still basking in the joy of victory, completely unaware of the impending doom. Among them, the strongest commander was only at the Great Perfection of the Earth Realm, like an ant before the Heaven Realm. The ordinary soldiers were mostly at the Lesser or Great Perfection of the Profound Realm, separated from the Heaven Realm by the enormous chasm of the Earth Realm—a difference as vast as clouds and mud!
"Rumble--"
The earth suddenly trembled slightly, and an indescribable, terrifying pressure, like dark clouds covering the entire Turkic camp, enveloped it. The smiles on the faces of the Turkic soldiers who were celebrating instantly froze, and they all looked up at the sky in terror.
Four figures descended slowly through the void, like celestial maidens descending to earth, yet carrying the aura of death. Their figures were graceful, their beauty unparalleled, but their eyes held only icy killing intent.
"Who...who is that person?!"
"Such a powerful aura! My legs... my legs are trembling!"
Is it a celestial being? Or a demon?
The Turkic soldiers were completely panicked. They had never felt such terrifying power before. It was a kind of suppression that came from the depths of their souls, making them almost lose the strength to draw their swords.
The Turkic general in command, a burly man who had reached the Great Perfection of the Earth Realm, roared fiercely but was actually quite weak: "Who dares to trespass into my Turkic camp?! Archers, fire!!"
However, his order seemed to sink without a trace. Faced with the oppressive aura of a Heavenly Realm expert, ordinary Profound Realm soldiers could barely stand, let alone draw their bows and shoot arrows.
Lin Wei sneered and made the first move. She didn't even use any complicated techniques; she simply pointed her fingers like a sword at the Turkic general from afar.
"laugh--"
A highly refined azure energy burst forth, moving at an incredible speed.
"puff!"
The powerful general, who was considered a strong figure among the Turkic tribes, didn't even have time to scream before a bloody hole appeared between his eyebrows, and his body fell straight down, his life extinguished.
One move! Just one move! The Great Perfection of the Earth Realm, and he perished!
This scene completely shattered the last shred of courage the Turkic soldiers had left to resist.
"Run!!" Someone shouted, and the entire Turkic camp erupted in chaos as soldiers scattered like headless flies.
"Trying to escape? Too late!" Lin Muxue's eyes sharpened, and her figure blurred as she plunged into the crowd like a ghost. Her movements were graceful and agile, and a soft sword gleaming with a cold light appeared in her hand at some unknown time. Each swing brought forth a beautiful spray of blood. Profound Realm? Before the Heavenly Realm, they were like paper! Her sword was fast, accurate, and ruthless, each strike precisely piercing the enemy's vitals, with almost no superfluous movements.
"Sisters, I'm here!" Lin Ping shouted, her figure transforming into a streak of crimson light. Her power seemed to be the most ferocious; with a wave of her small hand, several blazing palm prints appeared, burning Turkic soldiers to a crisp wherever they went, their screams echoing. Although she was young, she showed no mercy, clearly her previous sacrifices had instilled in her a deep hatred for the Turks.
Lin Shu was the most composed. She formed hand seals, and invisible energies spread out from her. Any Turkic soldier struck by these energies stiffened instantly, their bones shattering, and they died bleeding from all seven orifices. Her attack range was the widest, like a mobile killing machine, silent yet deadly.
The four sisters, like four tigers charging into a flock of sheep, rampaged through the Turkic cavalry camp, unleashing a bloody storm.
For Heavenly Realm experts, the difference between them and Profound Realm soldiers is absolute and overwhelming! This gap is a chasm of cultivation levels, one that numbers cannot bridge. In their eyes, ten thousand Turkic cavalrymen are nothing more than ten thousand lambs to the slaughter.
Screams, pleas for mercy, the sound of weapons hitting the ground, and the cracking of bones mingled together, creating a symphony of death.
Lin Wei stood in mid-air, coldly surveying the carnage below. She didn't intervene much, only occasionally striking when signs of retreat appeared in a certain direction, turning that area into a death trap and completely cutting off any possibility of escape for the Turks. She was like the master of this bloody feast, controlling the life and death of everyone.
As time passed, the once noisy camp gradually quieted down, leaving only the heavy smell of blood in the air.
As far as the eye could see, corpses littered the ground, and blood flowed like rivers. More than ten thousand Turkic cavalrymen, none of them survived; they all fell on this land.
Lin Wei landed slowly, standing beside the three sisters. The four sisters stood side by side, their clothes fluttering gently in the breeze, their faces splattered with blood, which only added to their breathtaking beauty. Their eyes remained cold, but the resentment that had been building up in their hearts had dissipated considerably.
The afterglow of the setting sun shone on them, as if gilding them with a layer of golden armor.
"It's over..." Lin Ping said softly, her voice a little hoarse, but with a hint of relief.
Lin Muxue sheathed her sword and stood there, looking at the corpses scattered on the ground. Her mind was now free of all distractions, filled only with the exhilaration of revenge and confidence in her own strength. "Yes, it's over." She looked at Lin Wei and Lin Shu, "Sister, Shu-mei, we did it."
Lin Wei nodded, her gaze drifting further into the distance, where perhaps even more enemies lurked. But she knew that as long as the four sisters worked together, with their unparalleled strength at the Heavenly Realm, they would have nothing to fear from any villain in the world!
"Back to camp," Lin Wei uttered softly, turning around first.
Lin Muxue, Lin Shu, and Lin Ping followed closely behind, their four figures leaving behind resolute yet hopeful silhouettes under the blood-red setting sun. Their military legend had only just begun.