Beasts Master
Plunge into Battle VIII

“I won't losehhhhhh!” jin Buyi shouted leaping into the sky, pushing and flowing even more spiritual energy at the Fire Dragon.

However, the blaze on the Fire Dragon was getting thinned out by the Eternal Ice Mountain.

“Master Meng Tianzheng!” chen Long exclaimed that Jin Buyi was about to lose.

Meng Tianzheng was bluffing his teeth, he did not expect Jin Buyi to lose against Zhao Jian.

Although he hated Jin Buyi, if Jin Buyi lost then it was his turn to be killed by Zhao Jian.

“Strong together!” yelled Meng Tianzheng wielding his sword.

The followers of Ye Mo were surprised to hear that, the World Master realm immediately stopped the flow of spiritual energy on the turtle shell formation so that the giant Shield disappeared.

Young cultivators felt this was like a nightmare, they would be sent like their peers to the realm of death.

Those Cultivators flew into the sky like countless swarms of bees.

“No, don't come here!” jin Buyi cried out feeling unable to resist the urge from the Eternal Ice Mountain, the size of his Fire Dragon shrinking rapidly even though he was draining his spiritual energy.

Chen Furong, Yu Zheng and the others who were in the turtle shell formation did not make any movement because Zhao Jian did not give the order.

“Are we not helping the Heavenly Judge?” zhui Wei asked astonished as to why Zhao Jian's followers still survived in the turtle shell formation while the other party had charged into the sky.

“Huh... that herd of ants will not be able to bite my master!” sahut Ayam Jago proudly flapping his wings, as if he was the one who fought it.

He recalled the time when all the Beasts except himself and Gaoer were attacking Zhao Jian together, they were knocked down easily even though the Three Heavenly Level Beasts had also ganged up on Zhao Jian who only used the Wind Eye God Sword and Divine Martial Arts alone.

Zhui Wei and all of the World Master Sect felt strange fluctuations of spiritual energy in the sky, for some reason their intuition said it was extremely dangerous to fly into the sky.

However, the followers of Ye Mo still flew into the sky because Meng Tianzheng's orders were absolute and they were sure that if Zhao Jian was to be ganged up then he would lose.

“Quick down!” jin Buyi shouted with a panicked facial expression. “He uses the Wind scythe!” he said again after sensing the Wind spiritual energy darting past him.

The supporting cultivators of Ye Mo immediately grasped tightly onto their respective weapons, preparing to face the Wind Crescent that Jin Buyi had said.

Countless Sickle Winds, shot out like rain from the sky.

After reaching the World Master Realm, Zhao Jian had managed to achieve enlightenment towards the Wind Eye God Sword Sect. He managed to create his Third Movement, the Wind scythes formed from the Wind spiritual energy would appear an infinite number of—— as long as the Wind spiritual energy was continuously being channeled on his Sword blade.

The Cultivators of Ye Mo's followers were shocked when the Wind Crescent hit them.

With all their might they fended off those Wind Crescent. In a few breaths, one by one Cultivators who were weak to the Wind spiritual energy fell down from the sky.

While the others, despite being able to withstand the Wind Crescent, could not fly any higher because the other Wind Crescent continuously impeded their movement.

Zhao Jian let out a long sigh, it turned out that he was still unable to make the Cultivators unharmed.

They may be ashamed to admit defeat to the smaller Gui Dao, so they choose to die honorably or fear to refuse the orders of their leader who sometimes even becomes a stronger sycophant than him.

Purple-colored smoke suddenly graced the sky, Jin Buyi and the others frowned as they sensed the Poison spiritual energy from the purple smoke.

Yu Zheng and Chen Furong did not expect Zhao Jian to still have another spiritual energy, while fighting them——Zhao Jian did not use this Poison spiritual energy.

Meng Tianzheng grumbled, he wanted to take out the Poison Antidote Pill from his Magic Bag. However, he was unable to do so because the Wind Crescent continued to dart towards him which forced him to fend off those Wind Crescent.

The first Jin Buyi fell from the sky, his body hitting the ground hard.

A moment later, Ye Mo's subordinate Cultivators fell down from the sky like specks of rain.

Zui Wei swallowed his bitter-tasting saliva, he was grateful to give up on Zhao Jian. If he fought back then he would have the same fate as them.

Chen Furong was deeply saddened to see her comrades and disciples from her Sect falling from the sky like leaves in the autumn.

He let out a long sigh, at least he can still save the Two disciples. As for them; it was the path they chose and it turned out to lead them to the realm of death.

“Why are you sad?” Roosters are astonished to see the humans around him even sad. “They will not die as long as mister Jian suppresses the poison dose from the Poison's spiritual energy, at most they just faint!” said again.

Chen Furong, Yu Zheng, Zui Wei, and the others were shocked to hear it. They did not expect Zhao Jian to still show mercy even if the other party wanted to kill him.

They were increasingly impressed with Zhao Jian, the figure of the Hero more deserving of being nicknamed him.

They were now more and more convinced that Zhao Jian was truly the Heavenly Judge sent by the Heavens.

Purple Smoke disappeared, Zhao Jian landed on the ground surface. He was astonished to see Yu Zheng and the others looking at him with sparkling gazes.

“What happened to them? Is there an enemy who uses Charm techniques so they look at me like they are staring at a beautiful girl bathing in the River?” speculated.

After thinking for a moment, Zhao Jian chose to ignore them. He pulled back the Poison spiritual energy that had been absorbed into the bodies of Ye Mo's followers.

“How long will they recover, Heavenly Judge?” Chen Furong asked as she walked over to Zhao Jian.

“Perhaps in one more stick of incense, Uncle Furong,” Zhao Jian said as he took Jin Buyi's Spear. “Good spear, if only I had one as well then it was perfectly matched in combination with my Apiku spiritual energy. Oh, yes... The World Master realm will wake up faster!” He placed the Spear next to Jin Buyi's body.

As a Justice Enforcement Judge, he could not have done such a despicable deed by seizing the Spear, unless Jin Buyi is killed, he will ensure that he does not fall on the bad guy and return it one day to the descendants of the original owner.

Zui Wei approached Zhao Jian, he immediately cupped his fists to show some respect. “Zui Wei, Clan Patriarch Wei greets the Heavenly Judge!” sapana.

He wanted to show Zhao Jian that he was serious about surrendering and was willing to become his follower.

He was willing to be humble in order to not suffer the same fate as Ye Mo's followers. After all, there was no harm in following such a powerful figure as Zhao Jian, even if Zhao Jian was unable to resist the Great Gu Dynasty then he and his followers would surrender again, he later said he was forced to become a follower of Zhao Jian for their safety.

“Uncle Wei take a rest and treat the injured Uncle!” zhao Jian said casually, he then sat down on a rock.

Zui Wei was puzzled, was he really a Heavenly Judge? Why was it not authoritative anymore, Zhao Jian's attitude was even impressed like a conversation between Grandpa and his grandson alone.

“He-he-he... Don't be too rigid brother Wei,” said Yu Zheng disperse the reverie of Zui Wei. “That Heavenly Judgment is very good, it does not discriminate between one's caste or cultivation base. He will be courteous to the old and gentle to the young. If only the nature of the young masters or genius disciples seemed like it then this world would be peaceful,” he said again with a wide smile.