Chapter 88: Second Level Of Divine Dragon Art
Outside the West Spirit City, a massive army of 200,000 Orc soldiers was arrayed in formation, stretching as far as the eye could see. The raging winds swept across, seemingly carrying with them a killing intent that chilled one to the bone.
The Orc army under the command of the Bimon Tribe had finally caught up, but it appeared that they had no immediate plans to attack the city.
The commander of this Orc army was the fierce Bimon general, Lari, who stood over ten feet tall with two horns protruding from his head and a ferocious expression, wielding a heavy broadsword weighing over a thousand pounds. His combat strength was equivalent to that of an Earth-grade Warrior, and he was undoubtedly a powerful force to be reckoned with.
Commander, why dont we attack West Spirit City with all our might and wipe out the remaining forces of the Rhino Tribe? an ominous voice came from a Dragon-men Tribe general beside him.
West Spirit is easy to defend but difficult to attack. A direct assault on the city would result in the loss of tens of thousands of warriors, which is not worth it, Lari replied, his face covered in rough, brawny flesh. Although the Orc race generally had lower intelligence than humans, the higher-level orc races were not so, and there were many cunning and sly ones.
So, are we just going to let them go? Once the main forces of the Rhino Tribe break through our defenses, well be caught in a pincer attack, the general said.
No, the main forces of the Rhino Tribe are stuck in the Emerald Grasslands. If they come to rescue this remnant, their stronghold will be in danger. Therefore, the Rhino Tribe will definitely abandon this remnant, Lari said confidently. As long as we surround West Spirit City, it will collapse on its own.
But, Commander, the next blizzard is coming soon. It will be difficult to withstand the cold winds if we camp outside, the general hesitated, aware that although surrounding West Spirit City was a good strategy, the weather in the north was unforgiving to both friend and foe alike.
I know, but West Spirit City is home to many factions and adventurers from all walks of life. As long as we surround the city, it will soon descend into chaos, Lari laughed heartily.
Commander is wise, the general exclaimed, eager to flatter his superior.
However, both Lari and the Lion Tribe leader, Kero, had made the same mistake. They were unaware that West Spirit City was already under the control of Qi Bei, and the remnants of the Orc army had already joined forces with him. Therefore, the chaos that Lari had predicted would never come to pass.
Qi Bei arrived at the city wall and saw the Orc army outside the city beginning to set up camp and light fires. He spoke up, It seems they dont plan to attack the city. I dont know if theyre conserving their strength or if they want to surround us without attacking, but either way, its as if theyre digging their own graves.
Lord, its probably the latter. Judging from their camp, they are focused on defense and are likely trying to trap West Spirit City, said Kero, the Lion Tribe Orc commander who was very familiar with Orc military tactics.
Hehe, with this weather, a blizzard will hit in a few days. I think theyre trapping themselves, Qi Bei felt much relieved that they werent going to attack the city.
This cant be true, producing extreme yang fire now? Isnt this going to kill me? Qi Bei was greatly alarmed, and his entire body turned as red as fire.
Suddenly, a golden airflow flowed into Qi Beis dantian from the Dragon Seal on his left hand, which was different from the internal energy of the Divine Dragon Art. It carried a cool breath and rushed into Qi Beis dantian.
The extreme yang energy, which was about to be transformed into extreme yang fire, was calmed down somewhat by the coolness.
Qi Beis meridians expanded, and then his muscles and bones felt as if they were being torn apart, causing him intense pain that distorted his handsome face and made his teeth chatter.
With a crisp sound, as if a string had been plucked in his mind, his consciousness became extremely clear, and the dragon pattern in the Dragon Seal on his palm flew around him and then shrank back.
At this moment, golden internal energy suddenly appeared in Qi Beis empty dantian, and it continued to increase.
The originally misty internal energy began to compress and solidify, slowly taking the form of a dragon. The claws of the dragon made of internal energy were very clear and solid, with even scales visible, but other parts were somewhat blurry.
Second level of the Divine Dragon Art. Qu Bei quickly realized what had happened to him. When the extreme yang energy was about to turn into extreme yang fire, he broke through the shackles of the first level of the Divine Dragon Art and reached the second level.
The sudden breakthrough made Qu Beis depleted internal energy several times stronger than its peak in the first level. He naturally did not let go of this opportunity and continued to clear the last blocked meridian for Huan Ying.
At this point, Huan Yings meridian was blocked halfway again, but Qu Bei was not too worried anymore. With his current abundant internal energy, he could definitely unblock it completely.
One inch by inch, one-third, one-fifth
Qu Bei gritted his teeth, his eyes shining with a faint golden light, and the golden mist swirling around him revealed a dragon-like shape.
Finally, this last meridian was completely unblocked by Qu Beis internal energy.
Puff.
All of a sudden, a gray mist of blood sprayed out of Huan Yings mouth.