Asura Mad Emperor

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The burly man with a rough face was called Lei Wuyin, and he was the leader of this group of travelers.

After Lei Wuyin had clarified Ding Hao and Qinchuan's purpose, upon learning that Qinchuan actually wanted to venture toward the center of the plains, Lei Wuyin looked at everyone with a strange expression, as if he were looking at a bunch of fools.

Pointing to the distant battlefield swarming with Yin Spirits and a giant wielding a battle axe.

"Do you really want to go there?"

The implication was, didn't you see the great battle taking place in the distance? No one could participate in a battle of that magnitude.

At that moment, a round-faced youth stepped forward from behind Lei Wuyin and kindly advised, "It seems that here lies a formation left by a powerful being. For some reason last night, the formation here suddenly activated, drawing all the Yin Spirits of the plains. Those Yin Spirits, as if possessed by demons, were assaulting the formation, seemingly eager to break into it.

Last night, our encampment was attacked by the Yin Spirits because it was a bit too close.

If we hadn't fled fast enough, and since the Yin Spirits' original targets weren't us, we might have all perished here."

After finishing, the youth tugged at his clothes, which were indeed tattered all over, clearly having been through a major disaster.

Having said this, Lei Wuyin heaved a long sigh, "Unfortunately, we still lost more than ten of our brothers."

Originally, they were a mercenary group called the Thunderfire Mercenaries from Imperial Mausoleum City of the Great Yan Ancient Kingdom.

The group had over a hundred people. In the Imperial Mausoleum City, they were considered a considerable force. However, in recent years, they had been frequently suppressed by the empire and plundered of resources by Sects. The Thunderfire Mercenaries' existence became increasingly difficult, to the point where their income could not cover their expenses.

Some time ago, they were so poor that they couldn't even afford Elixirs and Healing Medicines, forcing Lei Wuyin to plan a desperate venture to the Spirit Martial Great Tomb with his brothers.

What he didn't expect was that the dangers of the Spirit Martial Great Tomb were far beyond their imagination. He had brought fifty people into the tomb, and after several months of battling and wandering, now only a mere ten remained.

Especially last night, due to a poor choice of campsite location, they were attacked by the Yin Spirits, instantly losing half of their brothers.

This made him feel even more guilty and sorrowful. Fortunately, this trip had been quite fruitful, enough to support the development and growth of the entire Thunderfire Mercenaries.

Qinchuan insisted on heading toward where the countless Yin Spirits were congregating.

Seeing Qinchuan leave, Ding Hao knew that he had come to the Spirit Martial Great Tomb to guide Qinchuan, and naturally, he had to follow Qinchuan's footsteps. He then bid farewell to Lei Wuyin and the others and sped up using his movement technique to catch up.

"Do both immortals also wish to wade into these troubled waters?"

Seeing Qinchuan and Ding Hao ignoring the advice and acting recklessly, Lei Wuyin turned to Ling Xian'er and Ji Huo'er and kindly reminded them.

At that point, a lecherous-looking, thatch-shaped middle-aged man stepped out from the team, eyes gleaming with lust, and said with a sneer, "You two beauties, those Yin Spirits have gone mad attacking that giant, not afraid to die. If you're eagerly rushing over, isn't that equivalent to courting death?

After finishing, the middle-aged man licked his lips and continued, "Besides, those two young fellows have low strength. In the face of danger, they can't even guarantee their own safety, let alone protect you beauties.

If the beauties do not mind, then follow us. We've been adventuring in this small world for quite a while and have some experience. We assure your safety.

And if the beauties feel lonely and solitary, our brothers can also help relieve your 'Profound Void' sufferings!"

As the middle-aged man spoke, he kept licking his lips with a lecherous look that was nauseating to anyone who saw it.

After he finished, the people behind him erupted into a boisterous laughter.

Lei Wuyin, however, laughed and scolded, "Old Seven, do not be disrespectful to the immortals!"

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Ling Xian'er narrowed her eyes, and a faint aura of killing intention emerged, causing everyone to feel as if they had suddenly fallen into an icy cavern, their bodies breaking out in goosebumps.

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But the killing intention quickly faded, and Ling Xian'er tugged at Ji Huo'er, snorting coldly, "Huo'er, let's go!"

With that, the two of them transformed into a white and a red streak of light respectively, and gracefully departed.

They were now approaching the area where Yin Spirits were gathering, and Qinchuan also slowed his pace as he continued forward.

It wasn't long before Ding Hao and people like Ling Xian'er cautiously caught up, moving toward the center of the grassland, where the colossal Battle Axe giant stood.

On seeing Qinchuan, Ling Xian'er and her three companions also headed towards the center of the grassland.

Suddenly, a member of the Lei Fire Mercenary Group said, "Captain, should we also follow and see what's going on? The Formation over there is so grand, and what's protected inside must be extraordinary."

However, Lei Wuyin's face changed at that moment, wearing a mocking expression, he said, "In that battlefield, not only would a few minor figures from the Spirit Martial Realm be going to their deaths, but even a strong practitioner from the Dao Palace Realm who blunders into it would hardly escape. They're just heading there to die."

"But... what about the treasures protected by that Formation? Are we just going to give up on them?"

Lei Wuyin looked into the distance, smiling indifferently, "Do you truly think we're about to leave this place? At present, all the Yin Spirits on this grassland have been drawn over there. By keeping our distance, we're merely avoiding the sharp edge for the time being. During this period, we can gather Spiritual Medicines in other places. It won't be too late to go over there after the dust settles."

The members of the Lei Fire Mercenary Group all had a sudden realization, silently praising their captain's wisdom.

"But what if they get their hands on the opportunity inside the Formation before us?" asked another member at that moment.

"Them? Coveting the treasure is nothing but a pipe dream," Lei Wuyin remarked, his tone shifting, "If these few actually have some dumb luck and aren't torn to shreds by the Yin Spirits, wouldn't that be better for us? Then we can just deal with those four directly, can't we?"

The group nodded in agreement, thinking that the captain's strategy was indeed clever.

They then stopped worrying about the distant battlefield and started to disperse to collect the Heavenly Treasures Materials on the grassland.

At this moment, a team member suddenly noticed something amiss and called out loudly, "Captain, Old Seven... Old Seven... he's dead!"

Everyone was shocked to discover that the middle-aged man known as Old Seven, though still in his last standing posture, was already breathless, his Divine Sense in chaos, his True Spirit extinguished.

Lei Wuyin's face darkened as he looked in the direction in which Ling Xian'er and the other had left, his eyes nearly shooting flames, his expression shifting wildly before he finally gritted his teeth and said, "Art of the Divine Soul!"

"Captain, what do we do now?"

asked a member of the mercenary group.

"What else can we do, of course, we avenge Old Seven!" another member of the group, fiery by nature, shouted angrily, "If it had been an attack by a Yin Spirit Fierce Beast, that'd be one thing, but it's clear that Old Seven was ambushed by that damn woman just now."

"Right, let's avenge Old Seven (Brother Seven)."

"That damn woman has killed someone right before all our brothers. She clearly doesn't take our Lei Fire Mercenary Group seriously."

The remaining members were also indignant, roaring with anger.

Lei Wuyin had managed the Lei Fire Mercenary Group for several decades and knew that if he didn't take action now, his authority would be severely damaged.

His eyes slightly narrowed, he coldly said, "Hmph, daring to touch my Lei Fire Mercenary Group's people, If I don't personally slaughter him, how will the Lei Fire Mercenary Group continue to stand in Imperial Mausoleum City?"

Immediately, the group no longer cared about gathering Spiritual Medicines and followed in the direction Ling Xian'er and the others had gone, keeping a safe distance.