Chapter 61 - Gatling Bodhisattva
Just as Qin Jue was about to punch again and destroy the body of the Great Void Dragon along with its Essence Soul, he suddenly remembered that he still had a weapon that he had yet to use. If he used it now, it would probably be very impressive, right?
Thinking of this, Qin Jue immediately took out the gold-plated Gatling gun and aimed it at the Great Void Dragon's Essence Soul.
"What is that thing?"
The Great Void Dragon's Essence Soul was slightly stunned. He had never seen such a weapon before.
The distant human cultivators were also full of curiosity, but soon, a cultivator who had cultivated weapons before shouted, "Heavens, that's a spirit artifact covered in golden runes!"
Although this cultivator did not recognize the Gatling gun, he could tell that the layer of golden lines attached to the Gatling gun was none other than the golden runes that could be used to refine a Supreme Stage spirit artifact!
One had to know that a Supreme Stage spirit artifact only had one golden rune. Then what level was this spirit artifact covered in so many golden runes?
Could it be the legendary holy artifact?
"Namo Amitabha.".
Qin Jue held a hand in front of his chest and activated the gold-plated Gatling gun.
Da da da!
The six barrels spun rapidly and spat out dazzling blue light. Two-tenths of the runes on the guns were instantly lit up.
The Gatling Bodhisattva fired away…
It revolved 3600 times in a second, unleashing great power.
Before the Great Void Dragon's Essence Soul could react, the terrifying explosion had already engulfed him and the corpses below. Until his death, he was still unable to figure out how such a powerful weapon could exist among the humans.
Rumble!
If Qin Jue's attack was described to be a straight line that was filled with penetrative power before, it was now attacking in all directions. A huge mushroom cloud that could be seen from thousands of kilometers away rose into the sky, and it was a devastating sight.
Seeing this scene, all the human cultivators were shocked and hurriedly retreated, afraid of being hit. But they quickly discovered that the explosion was blocked by Qin Jue, as if an invisible barrier had appeared in front of all of them. Everyone immediately heaved a sigh of relief.
Da da da!
After killing the Great Void Dragon, Qin Jue had no intention of stopping. He turned the gun again and swept it towards the remaining fiend beasts and purple fiends.
Such a weapon was perfect to use on such a large army.
"Run!"
Seeing this, even an idiot would know to run from the powerful weapon. Moreover, even the Great Void Dragon had been instantly killed. How could they be a match for this human?
In an instant, the situation had been turned around, and the fiend beasts and purple fiends fled.
Who would have thought that just because of one person, the alliance army formed by their two races would be completely defeated, and they would have no ability to fight back?
Boom! Boom! Boom!
On the vast plain, mushroom clouds rose into the sky. Looking from afar, they were like gorgeous fireworks. No matter if it was an Earth Stage, Heaven Stage, or Supreme Stage expert, they were all transformed into ashes by the fireworks.
In the beginning, the cultivators of the Four Major Sects were incomparably shocked and couldn't help but shiver. But in the end, they were already somewhat numb to what was going on.
The explosion lasted for about five minutes. When the flames dissipated, there was almost no longer a complete piece of land on the plain. There were pitfalls of all sizes everywhere, like the surface of the moon.
As for the fiend beasts and the Purple Spirit Race army, they had long disappeared without a trace.
Qin Jue had easily dealt with the millions of soldiers.
"Too… strong."
A cultivator said with a dry throat.
"Am I dreaming?"
"I don't think so."
"In other words, have… have we been saved?"
"No, the entire Southern Land has been saved."
"…"
All the cultivators stood in their spots and looked at the distant figure in fluttering white clothes with a complicated expression.
At this moment, in their eyes, that figure was comparable to a god that had descended to the mortal world. He had single-handedly turned the situation around and saved the Southern Land.
"It's time for those fellows up there."
Putting away the gold-plated Gatling gun, Qin Jue lazily said.
Although he had already destroyed the fiend beast army and the purple fiend army, the most important people he needed to deal with were still those high-level experts. As long as he could kill those high-level experts, there was no need for him to worry even if there were more deserters that got away.
Thinking like this, Qin Jue slowly rose into the air and approached the battle circle above.
Because the destructive power of Supreme Stage experts and above was too strong, they had been fighting in the sky. After Tian Jizi had ordered the retreat, all the Supreme Stage experts had already retreated from the battle, and only a few Legendary Stage experts were left holding on bitterly.
…
"Strange, what happened down there? What intense spirit energy fluctuations. Why did the aura of the Great Void Dragon disappear?"
In the sky, a burly purple-skinned man over two meters tall frowned. He was one of the king tier experts of the Purple Spirit Race that had appeared in the wilderness that day.
"Don't worry. The Great Void Dragon is the strongest existence among us. It probably just got carried away. I'm sure that all the human cultivators have already been wiped out."
The other Purple Spirit Race king tier expert said indifferently.
For the past 300 years, not only had the Purple Spirit Race not been restricted by the environment at the border between the Southern Land and the Western Land, but four Legendary Stage experts had also been born one after another. At this moment, all of them had gathered here in an orderly manner.
Together with the three Legendary Stage fiend beasts and the Great Void Dragon that was equivalent to two Legendary Stage experts, their strength was basically on par with ten Legendary Stage experts.
This was also why the Purple Spirit Race dared to make a comeback. They had already reached an agreement with the fiend beasts from the beginning. The reason why they had been retreating in defeat some time ago was actually to let the Four Major Sects lower their guard.
It was precisely because of this that they had been able to successfully ambush Patriarch Thunder Breeze and kill him.
On the other hand, there were only six Legendary Stage experts left in the Four Major Sects after Patriarch Thunder Breeze died. Among them, two of the Legendary Stage experts from the Sword Sect had already been weakened by the besiegement from before and by the injuries caused by the Great Void Dragon. They had basically lost their combat strength. Otherwise, Tian Jizi would not have suddenly ordered a retreat.
However, even if the two Legendary Stage experts from the Sword Sect weren't injured, the final outcome would still be the same. After all, the gap in strength between the two sides was truly too great, and the Four Major Sects would have only been able to resist for a moment longer.
In other words, it was already a miracle that they were able to last until now.
"Tian Jizi, I didn't expect you to have such a day."
The leader of the Purple Spirit Race grinned and said in a sinister tone, "I'll soon send you down to reunite with that fellow, Master Thunder Breeze."
He was the only Legendary Stage expert from the Purple Spirit Race who had survived 300 years ago and had led the tribe to flee to the border.
As for the person called Tian Jizi, he was an old man with white hair and a thin yellow-ish face. There were many injuries on his body, making him look horrifying.
In fact, with Tian Jizi's cultivation, he shouldn't have looked so old. However, in order to cover the retreat of the human cultivators below, he had used his secret technique twice in a row. Now, he was almost completely exhausted and appeared very weak.
"Never would I have thought that you all would actually join forces with fiend beasts."
Tian Jizi's expression was cold, without the slightest hint of fear.
"Hahaha, if you hadn't held some Demon-Slaying Gathering every year and hunted fiend beasts everywhere, perhaps it wouldn't have been so easy for us to reach an agreement."
The leader of the Purple Spirit Race kings roared with laughter. "If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for being too stupid. You didn't destroy us all at once back then. Now, I want you to pay us back tenfold or even a hundredfold!"