All Heavens: From Joy of Life to The Great Feng Night Watchman

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Seventh-rank wizards, also known as mediums, are able to manipulate corpses and ghosts. Both the Great Feng and the northern demon races have suffered greatly at the hands of these mediums on the battlefield.

A sixth-rank wizard is called a fortune teller, skilled in divination to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune. This rank of wizard can be described in two words: cautious and prudent!

Such people don't need to consult the almanac before going out; they only need to perform a simple divination to know whether the day will be auspicious or inauspicious.

A fifth-rank wizard is called a priest. He can summon the battle spirit of his ancestors to possess him through rituals. If the summoned battle spirit is a warrior, then the priest will become a warrior; if it is a Taoist, then he will fight with the abilities of a Taoist.

Of course, it can only summon battle spirits of the same level.

A fourth-rank wizard walks through dreams, killing without a trace. The safest way to deal with a dream wizard is to never sleep, leaving the opponent with no opportunity to strike.

After being slashed by Jiang Luzhong, Mengwu's body erupted with a powerful aura, and a wisp of black smoke appeared, with a blurry figure faintly visible.

"Keng!"

Jiang Luzhong struck the Dream Witch in the chest with his sword again, but this time a sound of metal clashing against stone rang out. The Dream Witch had summoned the Warrior's Soul!

Therefore, it is now as tough as steel!

Just as Jiang Luzhong was having a headache dealing with the Dream Witch, a sudden change occurred in the rebel army: hundreds of soldiers who had already died suddenly stood up again.

These corpses once again unleashed tremendous destructive power, even greater than when they were alive, putting immense pressure on the Golden Eagle Army and the Tiger Guards.

"Kill those puppets! These puppets can also use Blood Spirit Techniques!"

The silver gong who had just reminded Jiang Luzhong shouted a reminder to Xu Qi'an and the others as they walked away.

Blood Spirit Arts can be cast not only by the wizards themselves, but also by the puppets they cultivate.

The rebels appear to be well-prepared, having even prepared puppets for combat beforehand.

"Follow me!" Li Yuchun cleaved a soldier to death with a single slash, then swept away more than a dozen controlled corpses with a Wind God Kick.

Xu Qi'an cursed under his breath for being reckless, but still followed Li Yuchun into the enemy ranks along with Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao.

Xu Qi'an moved like lightning, and with a single move, he pierced through three rebel soldiers and eliminated several puppets in the blink of an eye.

Once the puppet that used the medium fell, the corpses lost their power and were chopped into pieces.

Although these night watchmen charged ahead and eliminated a large number of puppets, they were also heavily surrounded by the rebels.

In the blink of an eye, Li Yuchun was covered in blood, and his blade was dulled from the cuts. He would occasionally kick out with his powerful Wind God Leg, scattering the approaching rebels.

Xu Qi'an shielded his two weaker sex partners behind him, fighting ten against one and killing corpses flying everywhere, but his internal energy was indeed dwindling.

"Ning Yan, do you want to die?"

The divine power within him suddenly spoke, startling Xu Qi'an.

"You bald monk, what nonsense are you spouting? Although we are surrounded, we are not at a disadvantage!"

And that was indeed the case. With Li Yuchun's Wind God Leg and Xu Qi'an's Six God Technique, the group fought even more fiercely when surrounded.

"To live by facing death, you are about to break through to the Refining Spirit Realm, and you are already seriously injured. If you die now, you can break through smoothly, and it will greatly benefit your future second-grade Dao Integration Realm."

Xu Qi'an cursed, "Are you kidding me? You want me to be cut into more than ten pieces like you? How could I possibly survive?"

Shen Shu said, "When you are about to win, you can use my power to unleash a burst of power, kill a large number of enemies, and then die from exhaustion. You will not be torn to pieces."

"Nobody would believe you!" Xu Qi'an didn't believe it because he and Shen Shu lacked a basis for cooperation.

Since Shen Shu entered his body, apart from occasionally offering some guidance in cultivation, Xu Qi'an has never used Shen Shu's power.

"Ahem... If you were to die, the imperial court would provide a large sum of compensation, and Wei Yuan and Li Chang'an would feel even more sorry for you..."

"And Jiang Luzhong, Zhang Xingying, Li Yuchun, Zhu Guangxiao, Song Tingfeng... all of these people will be grateful to you for risking your life to save them..."

"You can be resurrected after you die, but they won't know that. They'll just think you're incredibly loyal and willing to go to great lengths for your brothers. With this death, you'll become a hero."

"Hey hey hey..."

Xu Qi'an cursed inwardly. This wicked monk Shen Shu actually knew him so well. It didn't seem like a loss after all.

"You thieving monk, you must have misjudged me. I, Xu Qi'an, regard money and fame as dirt, and I will be loyal to my brothers!"

However, it's really hard to tell whether what this thief monk said is true or false. What if he dies and doesn't come back to life? In that case, his severed hand could parasitize others, and he himself would be dead.

It's not worth it, not worth it at all!

"You're being too old-fashioned. This is just your cultivation method; what they think isn't something you intentionally caused..."

Xu Qi'an shook his head again, not for any other reason than that he didn't trust Shen Shu.

“Ning Yan, he didn’t lie to you. This is indeed a cultivation method that involves breaking down the old before building up the new.” It was Li Chang’an’s voice.

Xu Qi'an heard Li Chang'an's voice in his mind, then looked up and saw three sword beams slashing through the sky, cutting the Dream Witch into several pieces.

Without saying a word, Jiang Luzhong picked up the severed head of Mengwu, fearing that Mengwu would pick it up and reattach it, and ran frantically outside.

"Lord Li is mighty! The rebels' end has come!"

Then, Jiang Luzhong placed the Dream Witch's head in front of the rebels and smashed it with a punch in front of them, before kicking the shredded flesh a few times.

"See that?! Your boss is dead! Dead as dead as can be!"

Xu Qi'an saw Li Chang'an wielding several flying swords, effortlessly killing dozens of rebels.

The enemy's defeat is evident; should we launch a counterattack using the divine method?

Li Chang'an was merely endorsing Shen Shu; he didn't offer any advice to Xu Qi'an. Whether or not Xu Qi'an should do it was his own choice.

However, Xu Qi'an had already made up his mind, and of course he would try any method that could speed up his advancement.

Moreover, since the master has endorsed it, this method must be reliable.

In order to improve his strength, Xu Qi'an believed that he could use any means necessary.

As for the compensation and the gratitude of my brothers, those were just incidental things, and I didn't do it on purpose.

"Kill!"

Xu Qi'an suddenly roared, and then a terrifying black aura emanated from his body. Li Chang'an could see clearly that this aura was the same one that Shen Shu had emitted when he possessed the assassin.

Subsequently, Xu Qi'an's arms instantly became three times thicker, with bulging muscles and winding veins running along them.

Xu Qi'an felt his strength increase dozens of times, and he had inexhaustible power throughout his body. "Hahaha! Behold my Qilin Arm!"

Then, Xu Qi'an threw a punch, unleashing a string of lightning bolts. His black arm smashed through three rebel soldiers, and the lightning killed more than a dozen rebels.

The rebels were so frightened that they dared not advance. They were already intimidated by Jiang Luzhong, and now Xu Qi'an suddenly went berserk.

"Ning Yan, what's wrong with you!" Li Yuchun noticed that Xu Qi'an was acting strangely. Not only had his arm suddenly changed, but his eyes were also bloodshot, and he looked like a madman!

"Those who harm my brothers shall die!" Xu Qi'an seemed not to hear Li Yuchun's words, and his thick, powerful arm once again reaped the lives of five rebels.

He shielded Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao behind him; both were covered in blood and had tears in their eyes!

"Ning Yan!"

No wonder they're brothers who've been to brothels together; he really stepped up when it mattered!

The two were exhausted from fighting, and Xu Qi'an's figure, who was killing the rebels, looked very tall in their eyes!

Seeing Xu Qi'an go berserk, Jiang Luzhong also punched one of the rebels at a time and rushed over madly, shouting, "Ning Yan, hold on, I'm coming!"

Looking at the dead and wounded Tiger Guards and Golden Eagle Army, Zhang Xingying's eyes were already filled with tears and her heart was filled with sorrow. Now, seeing Xu Qi'an's outburst and his rampage through the enemy ranks, she was even more moved to tears.

"Lord Wei was right about him. He is a fine disciple taught by Lord Li. Ning Yan is truly a pillar of the nation!"

Xu Qi'an, a pillar of the nation, unleashed his aura once more. His thick right arm slammed into the ground, and instantly the aura of the land within three zhang around him exploded. Streams of blood-red lightning shot out from the ground, tearing nearly a hundred rebel soldiers to shreds!

Blood and flesh flew everywhere, and body parts were scattered all over the ground. Blood rained down around Xu Qi'an.

At this moment, Xu Qi'an was like a god of death descending to earth, leaving his own people dumbfounded. He was simply a butcher!

Li Chang'an couldn't help but marvel at how powerful the combination of the Divine Power and the Six Divine Techniques truly was.

If the Six Gods Technique were given to Hengyuan, its power would likely be even greater than that of Xu Qi'an, since the Six Gods Technique is a Buddhist martial art.

"Killing enemies like this is really exhilarating..."

Xu Qi'an gave a wicked smile, maintaining the smile on his face, and slowly fell backward.

"No!"

Tears welled up in Li Yuchun's eyes, and she moved with lightning speed to catch Xu Qi'an, who was about to collapse, in her arms.

"The rebels have retreated! The rebels have retreated! Ning Yan, look!"

Tears streamed down Li Yuchun's face as she frantically checked Xu Qi'an's wounds. "Ning Yan, you'll be alright..."

Xu Qi'an forced a smile, "Boss, I won't die. This is just a cultivation method that leads to life through death. Don't worry, it's something my master taught me."

Li Yuchun's expression froze. His Wind God Leg technique was taught by Li Chang'an, who was unpredictable and mysterious. Li Yuchun suddenly became half-believing and half-doubting.

He turned to look at Li Chang'an, who immediately summoned dozens of flying swords. The swords plunged into the rebel army and slaughtered them like cutting leeks.

Then, Li Chang'an, his face full of rage, shouted, "You traitors! You killed my disciple, leave them all here!"

Li Yuchun burst into tears again, frantically shaking Xu Qi'an's body and shouting, "Xu Ningyan! You're still lying to me!"

Xu Qi'an, feeling utterly hopeless, turned his head away, awaiting death.

Master, you're quite ruthless.

Half of the compensation will be given to you as a token of our respect!