Chapter 491: Chapter 475: Forceful Kill (Combined Chapter 5k) "You audacious scoundrel, how dare you rampage on the territory of my Yellow Springs Sect. Today, I will extract your soul and place it in a soul lamp as its fuel, never to be reborn!" The late-stage Foundation Establishment Great Cultivator shouted harshly. He was dressed in a brown robe, appearing to be in his forties or fifties, his face pale without a trace of blood, with eyes sharp and cold like an eagle, glinting with a chilling light. Beside him were four others in black robes, all with cultivation above Foundation Establishment, gazing at Lou Yi with murderous intent. "Kill!" Without unnecessary words, the Foundation Establishment cultivators of Yellow Springs Sect attacked. Five blinding beams of light shot out rapidly from their sleeves, ’woooo’ as they rushed toward Lou Yi swiftly, sounding like the wails of malevolent ghosts. Due to their speed, they stirred the airflow, forming five long white trails in the air! Four flying swords and a flying spike, all made of materials superior to low-grade spiritual artifacts. Combined with the divine sense control of a Foundation Establishment Great Cultivator, even the hardest object could be easily disintegrated and shattered by them. However, facing such a powerful onslaught, Lou Yi remained motionless. Instantly, a layer of translucent red-purple glazed armor formed on his body, appearing thin, yet enveloping his body tightly. Its surface constantly flowed with a trace of Dao charm, seemingly containing the supreme truth of heaven and earth. One look at it involuntarily impressed its qualities in one’s mind: indestructible, unbreakable. ’Clang clang clang clang!’ Four spiritual artifacts struck different parts of Lou Yi’s body. But they were all stopped by the glazed armor on his body, causing wave-like ripples on its surface, unable to advance at all. The strongest red flying sword from the late-stage cultivator struggled fiercely back and forth between Lou Yi’s palms, like a fish desperately trying to escape. Apart from rubbing out large patches of white flame representing extremely high temperatures, it couldn’t escape Lou Yi’s control. Suddenly, Lou Yi’s eyes sharpened. He aggressively grasped the most restless red flying sword, forcefully controlling it in mid-air. Over a million pounds of force gushed out like a tidal wave, relentlessly applied layer upon layer. With a crisp ’crack’, this upper-grade spiritual artifact-level flying sword was forcibly snapped by Lou Yi! ’Puff!’ At the same time, the owner of the red flying sword, the late-stage cultivator in the brown robe, turned even paler, unable to stop a large mouthful of fresh blood from spewing out. "I’ll skin you alive!" he said with a venomous expression. Evidently, the damage to the flying sword caused him immense harm. The late-stage Foundation Establishment Great Cultivator was furious, his vast spiritual power circulating, producing a sound as powerful as surging waves. One wouldn’t doubt its earth-shattering power once transformed into magic. But before he could cast it, his expression changed drastically. The person opposite, who seemed to be a body cultivator, was enveloped in a dense red-purple glow. Vaguely forming the shape of a sword, with its sword qi soaring into the sky, exuding a sharp aura that even made him feel scalp-numbingly sharp. "Body—Transformation—into—Sword." The humanoid sword shot into the sky, transforming into a dazzling red arc of light. With a might capable of splitting heaven and earth, severing Yin and Yang, it hurtled fiercely toward the late-stage cultivator himself! The late-stage cultivator hurriedly summoned a defensive spiritual artifact shaped like a shield filled with black patterns, and condensed a thick protective spiritual power in front of him. But in front of the humanoid sword, they were laughably fragile like thin paper, easily pierced through, then unhesitatingly striking directly at his body! ’Bang!’ A mist of blood erupted in the air, along with slowly dissipating glimmering green soul lights. The late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, almost standing at the pinnacle of the cultivation realm without a Golden Core, was instantly killed by Lou Yi with one strike, without even his soul escaping! And the power of the humanoid sword was not yet exhausted. Seizing this ferocious momentum, it charged at another Foundation Establishment cultivator, as easy as crushing a chick. "Run, he’s a high-tier body cultivator, unbeatable at close range!" The remaining three Foundation Establishment cultivators from Yellow Springs Sect panicked, scattering to escape. Lou Yi activated his wind talent, reaching 3.5 times the speed of sound in an instant, coming right in front of the nearest Foundation Establishment cultivator. A punch was thrown, over a million pounds of force poured down in a rush, smashing him into a mass of minced flesh. The remaining two Foundation Establishment cultivators had fled far away, too late to pursue. But Lou Yi didn’t mind. His sharp gaze turned to the southeast, seemingly crossing thousands of miles. He intended to kill someone before the Yellow Springs Sect realized his identity! In warfare, speed is of the essence, Lou Yi moved immediately. His figure dashed forward like lightning, leaving trails of lingering white marks in the air. ... Zhao Kingdom, Huai City, the cries of battle resounded through the skies. "Kill, kill these demonic scum!" "There’s no escape, if I die, I’ll take them with me!" "The city has fallen, the grand array failed, how could this happen, what on earth occurred?!" The once impregnable city, now its huge hemispherical protective barrier had utterly vanished. The gigantic demons, with their formidable physiques, were wantonly crashing against it. The city gate was shattered in an instant, and even the nearby solid stone wall had several massive cracks no smaller than the gate. With Huai City breached, there was no barrier between the Human Race and the Demon Clan, engaging in close combat. The demons, previously held back by the array, each let out ecstatic roars. A wild boar demon, covered in a thick grey carapace, with tusks as sharp as spears, easily pierced through the human armor.