Endless Winter: My Camp Upgrades Infinitely

Chapter 1078: Chapter 377: Five-Headed Monster Face Maitreya, Five Viscera and Five Phases Ghostbreaking Method, Great Xia East

“That’s Yan Long Master’s long spear, stop talking and go!”

Xia Hong had just recognized the two when Yang Zhun and Qin Feng each spoke a word, and Qin Feng was even more straightforward, charging directly at Xia Hong as soon as he finished speaking.

In fact, Xia Hong had already collected the internal organs of the three masters: Wu Sheng, Yan Long, and Vajra, and the two couldn’t see them at all. However, Qin Feng judged from the red spear in his hand that he had killed Yan Long Master.

Without another word, he attacked Xia Hong, clearly intending to snatch things away.

Yang Zhun seized the initiative with words, while Qin Feng attacked directly.

These two, each more arrogant than the other!

Xia Hong was injured at the moment. Seeing the two charging directly toward him without saying a word, he chuckled coldly in his heart twice. He was about to flee when his brow suddenly furrowed.

“Whoosh…”

Two greenish big sabers suddenly slashed down from above. In a panic, Xia Hong could only raise his spear and Dragon Sparrow Saber to block over his head.

Crack…

The instant he blocked the sabers, the phantoms of two blue-faced fanged ghosts suddenly appeared high above, fiercely biting at Xia Hong’s weapons.

Buzz!

Xia Hong’s hands trembled violently. He almost lost grip on the two weapons. Sensing the blue-faced ghosts still overhead, a trace of anger rose on his face. Staring straight above, he shot a strong light from his left eye toward the golden-robed elder behind the two sabers.

Whoosh…

“What is this!”

Surprise and doubt filled the elder’s voice. He reacted swiftly, dodging immediately when he saw the strong light. Though he evaded, the two blue-faced fanged ghosts were pierced by the light and vanished instantly.

Simultaneously, the two greenish big sabers in his hands felt the impact of a huge force, throwing him backward for more than a hundred meters.

Clang…

“Shangguan Yang is here, other Xianyang-level fighters must be coming too!”

After repelling the elder, Xia Hong immediately raised the Dragon Sparrow Saber and the spear, confronting Yang Zhun and Qin Feng’s attacks from both sides. He felt his internal energy surge uncontrollably, and his back wound tore open. His brows twitching, he flew toward the north of Bashang.

In that last shot, he had already sensed it. Both of them had power beyond thirteen marks, with Shangguan Yang being slightly stronger, having fourteen marks.

In his peak state, fighting these three would be no problem at all.

But not now. He could also feel several Xianyang-level auras quickly approaching.

If he stayed here, it’d be easy for him to meet disaster in the gutter!

“Trying to run!”

Qin Feng and Yang Zhun immediately recognized Xia Hong’s intention and tried to stop him, but Xia Hong moved faster than they could have imagined. Not only did he fly to the north of Bashang City in a flash, but he also saved someone from the ground.

“That’s…”

“It’s Xiang Fuhai. Why is he saving Xiang Fuhai? There’s something fishy here!”

“We can’t help it. He’s too fast, faster than both of us!”

Yang Zhun and Qin Feng flew into the air, their expressions becoming heavy as they watched Xia Hong escape into the distance.

“Yan Long Master must have been killed by that guy just now, but what about Vajra and Wu Sheng?”

Shangguan Yang, who failed to ambush Xia Hong, had an extremely grim expression. Noticing Yang Zhun and Qin Feng holding black organs, his anger flared, and he rushed into the Bashang City below to inquire about the situation.

Yang Zhun and Qin Feng hurriedly followed him, entering the city together.

The people of Bashang City weren’t all dead. Many at the Cold Resistance Level had witnessed what happened just now. So when the three questioned them, they quickly understood the situation.

“Five-headed Mysterious-faced Maitreya? Indeed, the Dajue Temple deliberately lured us to Qinghepu; they were after the over one million people in Bashang City!”

“The villages along the way were all filled with dead bodies, all orchestrated by the Dajue Temple.”

“The three masters all died by that person’s hands?”

……

As the situation unfolded, the faces of Yang Zhun, Qin Feng, and Shangguan Yang grew increasingly grim. Especially Shangguan Yang, who gained nothing this trip; when he learned all three masters died by that person’s hand, his face darkened instantly.

“Someone singlehandedly killed three great masters, this person’s power…”

“Xianyang-level outside the Nine Towns even went out of their way to rescue Xiang Fuhai…”

Yang Zhun and Qin Feng exchanged a brief glance, each seeing the gravity and worry in the other’s eyes.

No matter how unwilling Shangguan Yang was, he could only accept gaining nothing from this trip. Remembering something, he turned to Yang and Qin with a sinister voice: “The Xiang Family is gone, and the neighboring Jiangxia Town has long lost its spirit. They likely wouldn’t dare make any moves. The vast land of Bashang, the three of us should have a discussion about it…”

Yang Zhun and Qin Feng’s spirits lifted slightly at his words.

As the three were about to discuss, twelve figures suddenly flew in from the north of Bashang.

They were the Xianyang-level fighters who got trapped with them in Qinghepu.

“Brother Yang, Brother Qin, Mr. Shangguan, the three of us, Chen, here to help, achieved little and are truly ashamed.”

Seeing the situation in Bashang City, three middle-aged men among the twelve stood forward. The leading man bowed to Yang Zhun and the others, speaking apologetically.

Yang Zhun and the others, slightly flustered, returned the bow:

“Brother Chen, Brother Huang, Brother Li, coming all this way, just to help us eliminate the Deceitful Monster, how could we blame you? Earlier in Qinghepu, without your assistance, the Demon Dragon wouldn’t have been so easily dealt with.”