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Chapter 190: [189] The Brave Prevail When Paths Cross

"Boom! Boom!"

The sounds of explosions continued to resonate from within the handle of the Spirit Leaf, growing increasingly intense.

It could be inferred that a gigantic and bizarre creature, or "giant insect," was moving towards this direction, and its speed was not slow at all.

Numerous caves collapsed as the giant insect crashed into them, causing large amounts of smoke and dust to rapidly surge out from the passage, spreading towards this direction.

Squads of soldiers realized that something was amiss and gathered together.

The soldiers listened to the astonishing noises, all showing expressions of fear.

Some people whispered to each other.

"I took a glance from afar just now, and the giant insect is at least thirty meters long."

"Why would such a terrifying monster appear in the handle of the Spirit Leaf? It seems like this kind of thing has never appeared before."

"We had strange weather changes just now, and now giant insects have emerged. What on earth is happening in this world?"

Cheng Han knew very well that the sudden appearance of the giant insect was definitely related to the revival of the gods.

But he didn't say anything, only carefully sensing the fluctuations of source energy and silently deducing in his mind.

Qin Tingshu, the vice captain of the Fifth Battalion, urgently said, "Cheng Han, the strength of the giant insect is extremely powerful. It is estimated to be comparable to a Profound Scholar. Order a retreat quickly."

Gao Jiuzheng, the vice captain of the Third Battalion, added, "Once the Xuan Pavilion detects source energy fluctuations beyond the limit, a Profound Scholar will definitely come over."

According to the rules of the Black Armor Army, if they encounter a powerful enemy that they cannot defeat, the commander can assess the situation and choose to retreat.

Cheng Han remained silent and continued his deduction.

The two "former" vice captains who had been temporarily demoted also approached.

Du Shancheng volunteered, "I will go and lure the giant insect away, trying my best to delay it and prevent it from causing too much damage to the handle of the Spirit Leaf."

Hu Liang spoke firmly, "I'll go too!"

He paused for a moment and urged, "You all retreat quickly, otherwise, if too many people gather here, it will easily attract the attention of the giant insect."

The actions of these two undoubtedly fulfilled their previous promise - wherever there is danger, we will appear.

Cheng Han completed his deduction and remained calm, "I have a way to deal with the giant insect and save our swallowed comrades."

It hadn't been long since the team of soldiers had been eaten, so there was still a high probability that they were alive. If they were delayed any longer, it would be hard to say.

Without giving others a chance to ask, Cheng Han shouted directly, "I need thirty highly skilled practitioners of the Thirteenth Form of the Nine Elements Martial Technique, the 'Soul Returning Form.'"

His true strength was comparable to a Profound Master. With a single move of his divine technique, the "Tenfold Flame God Prison," he could easily kill the giant insect. But obviously, it was impossible to do so in front of so many people.

Therefore, he deduced another method within the "allowed range of rules," which was to gather the power of everyone to confront the giant insect.

Du Shancheng was momentarily stunned but took the initiative to say, "You have a way to save people? My Soul Returning Form cultivation is not bad, count me in!"

With him taking the lead, the thirty people quickly gathered.

Of course.

The enthusiasm of the crowd was not unrelated to Cheng Han's previous series of stunning performances. The soldiers were willing to take risks for the sake of this talented young man.

If it were someone else proposing this, no one would pay any attention.

After all, the giant insect had already eaten a squad of soldiers. What difficulty was there in swallowing one more?

Cheng Han timely commanded, "The rest of you retreat one kilometer!"

A group of soldiers immediately carried out the order and quickly retreated, leaving the thirty soldiers who remained here, all looking towards Cheng Han, waiting for his orders.

Or rather, waiting for him to display a new and marvelous method.

Cheng Han spoke loudly, "Although the body of the giant insect is powerful, its mental power does not match. We alone cannot shake its spirit, but by gathering the mental power of everyone, we can."

The group of people had different expressions upon hearing this.

Under normal circumstances, each person's mental power traits were the same. It was like different liquids of different attributes that couldn't be mixed together. This statement was beyond the imagination of everyone.

But no one questioned it.

Nor did anyone have the confidence to question it.

"Boom! Boom!"

The sound of explosions grew closer and closer.

Due to the urgency of the situation, Cheng Han did not explain much, but simply waved his hand and scattered a handful of seeds.

"Crack! Crack!"

The seeds burst into thin vines, automatically weaving themselves into a brown rope with dozens of knots.

Each knot was a small circle that could be held in one hand.

Cheng Han took a step forward, grasped the middle knot, and urged, "Everyone, let's begin!"

The other thirty people followed suit, each grabbing a knot.

At the moment the last warrior grabbed a knot, everyone trembled simultaneously, their faces filled with surprise.

Because everyone could sense the presence of others.

This was a purely spiritual connection, where they could not only sense each other's physical state, but also communicate with their consciousness. It was truly difficult to describe its miraculous nature.

"Boom!"

A louder explosion.

From the tremors, it could be inferred that the giant insect was approaching within a hundred meters.

And with its massive size, it was practically within arm's reach.

The dust rushing towards them also increased, completely obscuring the view ahead.

Cheng Han transmitted a message through the vines, containing relevant secret techniques.

One second later.

"Boom! Crack! Bang!"

Another series of strange sounds.

Among them were the sounds of massive impacts and the collapse of the giant creature, as if a spiral pillar had been destroyed by the giant insect.

The ground shook intensely, undulating like waves.

Faced with this terrifying scene of almost earth-shattering proportions, even the most resolute warriors were now pale with shock.

Only Cheng Han remained calm and composed.

He held his breath, avoiding inhaling the dust, and shouted, "Get ready!"

Everyone raised their vine circles, preparing to strike.

In reality, this was a very risky attack.

The warriors' spiritual attacks were not very long-range, and if they missed or had poor results with their first strike, they would immediately face the thunderous counterattack of the giant insect.

It was only because Cheng Han had calculated everything accurately that he dared to play so thrillingly.

After half a breath.

"Boom!"

The loud noise approached very close.

In the smoke and dust ahead, a huge silhouette faintly appeared.

The giant insect had arrived!

Judging from its outline, its body diameter was no less than four meters, equivalent to the height of a one-story building.

Now is the time!

Cheng Han decisively shouted, "Condense!"

The Soul Returning Technique!

A small portion of his spiritual power suddenly detached from his body, transforming into a perfectly round "pill".

It was invisible to the naked eye, only visible with extraordinary vision.

It was the Soul Returning Pill!

It also contained the "spiritual secrets" of a warrior's entire spiritual essence.

At the same time, the Soul Returning Pills of the others condensed one by one, and with the help of the fine vines' harmonizing effect on spiritual power, they integrated into a larger Soul Returning Pill.

Although it was only a shallow level of integration, it was still usable.

Cheng Han's plan was to use this "big pill" to fiercely impact the giant insect's spiritual body.

It's just that simple and crude!

But the simpler the method, the more effective it often is. The giant insect cannot take shortcuts and can only be forced to confront it head-on.

In the next instant.

Cheng Han shouted again, "Break!"

The Returning Soul Pill turned into a meteor and fiercely collided with the giant insect, directly hitting it head-on.

When two paths meet, the brave prevail!

"Boom!"

A group of people heard an illusory roar in their minds, and blood vessels in their noses started to bleed.

When spiritual forces collide, both sides will endure mental impact, so it's normal to have a nosebleed.

The greatest advantage of this "Gathering Pill" method is the shared impact. Otherwise, if it were only one person's strength, they would have been knocked silly by this blow.

However.

Cheng Han's spiritual power surpasses that of an ordinary Profound Scholar, easily withstanding the impact. But in order to deceive others, he cunningly "squeezed" out a bit of nosebleed.

The Returning Soul Pill did not solidify and immediately shattered into pieces.

The giant insect on the opposite side visibly stiffened, obviously not feeling well.

Cheng Han wiped away a nosebleed and shouted, "One more time!"

In an instant.

The second pill condensed and rushed forward without hesitation.

"Boom!"

Another illusory roar.

Several warriors with slightly weaker spiritual power couldn't bear the impact and had even more nosebleeds. Even bloodshot veins appeared in the corners of their eyes, making them look quite terrifying.

Cheng Han ignored it and shouted for the third time, "Again!"

If the soldiers of the Black Armor Army couldn't even bear this little pain, they might as well retire early.

As long as they don't die, they should keep crashing into it!

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Three consecutive spiritual collisions.

Five warriors couldn't hold on any longer and fell unconscious.

During this period, the giant insect completely stopped moving.

This is enough to show that this method is effective.

Cheng Han's seven orifices were bleeding, but he grinned, "Can you all still go on?"

Fox Liang's figure was swaying, and his eyes showed signs of scattering, but he still shouted, "Three more times!"

Du Shancheng had a splitting headache but laughed, "How is three times enough? Let's do it five more times!"

Although these people have their own shortcomings, when it comes to dealing with the bizarre, everyone has the courage to fight to the death.

Cheng Han shouted, "Good!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Three more times.

More than half of the warriors fell.

The remaining people were just barely holding on.

Fox Liang's nosebleed kept flowing, and his pupils had completely lost focus, indicating that he had lost consciousness, but his body still stood upright.

Du Shancheng struggled to take a breath and asked, "What about the giant insect?"

Cheng Han spat out a mouthful of blood foam, "The spiritual essence of this thing is quite complex. After being hit by the pill so many times, its spirit has been severely damaged, and it can no longer control its body."

Du Shancheng's face contorted in pain, "So we won?"

Cheng Han nodded, "We won!"

Du Shancheng's mouth curled up: "I love this kind of excitement..."

The sentence was not finished.

He fell to the ground.

Fox Liang, who had already fainted, seemed relieved and fell down stiffly.

Cheng Han threw away the hoop in his hand and sat on the ground, panting like a bellows.

Two minutes later.

"Wu~"

The strong wind howled.

A large cloud of smoke and dust was instantly swept away.

Two figures in black robes floated in mid-air, surrounded by faint cyclones.

The Xuan disciples sent by the Xuan Pavilion for support had finally arrived.

The two of them looked at the motionless giant insect and quickly scanned the fallen soldiers, all with expressions of astonishment.

Only Cheng Han, sitting on the ground regardless of his image, remained conscious.

He immediately pleaded, "The giant insect just swallowed our team members. They are likely still alive. I kindly ask the two gentlemen to rescue them."

A Xuan disciple with a long beard under his jaw readily agreed, "I'll do it!"

This person's figure moved and instantly flew above the insect's body. He condensed a wind blade in each hand and continuously slashed at the insect's body, quickly cutting out a large hole.

The other Xuan disciple with a dark complexion used the capturing technique to pull several soldiers out from the belly of the insect.

Unfortunately, one soldier had permanently lost his breath.

The five soldiers who were still alive had various injuries due to repeated squeezing inside the insect's belly.

Cheng Han sighed deeply.

The Xuan disciple with the long beard floated over and asked, "Did you fight desperately against the giant insect to save your teammates?"

Cheng Han said seriously, "Saving our teammates was one aspect, but the other aspect was to prevent the giant insect from causing greater destruction inside the Spirit Leaf Handle."

The Xuan disciple with the long beard nodded gently.

The Xuan disciple with the dark face asked the concerned question, "The giant insect is not an enemy that soldiers can deal with. How did you manage to do it?"

Cheng Han briefly recounted the process, "It's like this..."

The Xuan disciple with the long beard listened to the account and said earnestly, "Your small team is very impressive!"

The Xuan disciple with the dark face also expressed his approval, "Indeed impressive!"

A mere thirty-person team, facing an almost invincible giant insect, fought until everyone fainted, with only one person still able to move. How could it not be awe-inspiring?

Cheng Han said matter-of-factly, "It's our duty!"

The Xuan disciple with the long beard praised, "What a sense of duty!"

The Xuan disciple with the dark face echoed, "The warriors of the Tai'an Black Mountain Camp in this generation are indeed much stronger than the previous generations. No one in the other small spiritual realms under the Qinghan Xuan Palace is better than you!"

It could be heard that this person had witnessed today's events and had a much better impression of the Black Mountain Camp. Otherwise, he would probably think that this generation was also ordinary.

As for the method of condensing the Return to Soul Pill, the two Xuan disciples didn't inquire further.

In the eyes of other soldiers, this was an extremely clever method, but in the eyes of the Xuan disciples, this kind of brute force method was a bit low-level.

The Xuan disciple with the long beard suddenly asked, "You are Cheng Han, right?"

Cheng Han nodded, "Yes."

The Xuan disciple with the long beard smiled, "I have heard of your name. So it was you who led this team. No wonder you were able to kill the giant insect."

The Xuan disciple with the dark face carefully looked at Cheng Han a few times and deeply remembered his appearance.

The Xuan disciple with the long beard made arrangements again, "You have consumed too much energy. Return to the Black Mountain Camp to rest for now. I will inform the guarding Xuan disciple of the Black Mountain Camp and have another group of people replace you to continue clearing the Spirit Leaf Handle."

Cheng Han shook his head and politely declined, "Let the others go back. I just need half a day of rest and I can continue to complete the mission."

After so many people fought to the point of fainting, he had to seize the honor of clearing the Spirit Leaf Handle the fastest, as compensation for these people.

The Xuan disciple with the long beard did not insist, "Alright then!"

If it were an ordinary soldier, this person would definitely use his identity as a Xuan disciple to suppress the other party and not give them a chance to speak. But because of Cheng Han, he was very easy to talk to.

(End of this chapter)