Mountain Patrol Military Officer-Chapter 505 - 393: Strange! (Request for monthly ticket)

"Bang"

The bath tub exploded, and the splashing water droplets suddenly shimmered with a crystal brilliance, shooting sharply in the direction the golden apparition was stepping from, making a piercing sound as they cut through the air.

Like countless fine arrows!

In that small space, a murderous intent burst forth!

The golden apparition snorted through its nose, and those sharp cold light water droplets that were piercing through the air stopped abruptly a foot away from the apparition!

Then, the golden apparition waved its hand, and the tiny water droplets were reversed in the next second.

"Swish swish swish"

One by one, the droplets turned into sharp auras, piercing and shattering the room’s tables, chairs, and candle stands.

The lights in the room were all extinguished, and the vision suddenly went dark.

Opposite, a figure that made one’s blood boil spun up from the water, the silver light gleamed on its body, quickly donning a silver-lined garment, and landed gracefully with a bronze mask on its face.

The reversing water lines were like dropping into a lake, rippling through the void and dissipating with a gentle thump.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye!

Opposite, beneath the bronze mask, the Western Regions Saintess had eyes as deep and profound as a dark pool, filled with shock and anger, staring at the unexpected intruder!

The shock was because the opponent arrived unnoticed, with her martial soul completely unaware, something extremely rare.

The anger was because this person’s words pierced through something she had always wanted to conceal!

"The Ninth Mountain?"

Her voice became sharp like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, her black pupils dark as ink, in contrast with the large-eye bronze mask on her face, exuding a somewhat eerie hue.

A metallic clanging from the golden apparition, golden light like strokes with a silver hook, solidifying its form, sketching out its facial features.

Chen Yuan’s Incense Fire Avatar was about to descend!

A pair of pale gold divine eyes with penetrating power looked at this "Western Regions Saintess", as if wanting to see through her completely.

Under his Dharma Eye, there was no hiding for the other!

"Not a demon, not a ghost, not an evil spirit. The thing residing in you, this General sees it for the first time, quite interesting! It’s deeply integrated, is it you, or are you it?"

The Western Regions Saintess clearly saw the face of the solidified apparition, her deep black pupils suddenly paused, and a strange atmosphere arose in the dark room,

"Could it be that you are the Ninth Mountain’s Colonel?"

Chen Yuan’s golden pupils flickered, and in his vision, in the clearly dark room, there was a shadow cast on the wall from the other side.

This shadow hidden in the darkness was rapidly awakening, emitting a gloomy, eerie aura filling the room.

Next second, sharp claws extended from the shadow, merging with the darkness, silently grabbing toward Chen Yuan, and something at the head’s forehead seemed ready to tear out.

Although Chen Yuan descended with only part of his consciousness using the Incense Fire Avatar, his divine skills were inherent, and the Dharma Eye Divine Ability captured all of this.

Sparks crackled on the surface of the clone, arms thick with five-colored thunder arcs leaping out, True Thunder protected, crackling and bouncing, striking the ghostly claws emerging from the darkness into ash.

In the flickering thunder and lightning, the terrifying shadows of claws were illuminated in the darkness, like monsters baring their fangs and claws.

It was as if a monster covered in sharp claws was silently and stealthily hunting prey in the darkness.

Chen Yuan sensed True Thunder blasting these dark hands apart, yet discovered that this thing was self-healing, not much of its aura had faded.

And this thing’s displayed aura was in the Early-stage Musashi!

Instead, this ambiguous fellow had only the Third Layer of Tao Fruit’s aura.

This strange symbiotic relationship was suffused with an indescribable eeriness.

Who was controlling whom?

But for him right now, it wasn’t a particularly difficult matter.

"Martial soul?"

"Looks like I’ll have to peel it off to see what exactly it is!"

Chen Yuan’s gaze flickered, his voice indifferent, talking to himself.

The term martial soul was very obscure, seeming to originate from some exceedingly unusual cultivation method.

His thoughts turned, recalling which enemies he had, involving what powers, yet upon thinking, he had offended too many people.

Hearing his words, the Western Regions Saintess opposite seemed to be angrily laughing, with a voice sharp like a woman’s, and yet a rough male voice at the same time.

"The Colonel has too great a tone, from what I observe, right now you’re not present in your true form, then doesn’t it further imply you’re not in the Ninth Mountain."

"If I were to gain control of your clone, wouldn’t that be interesting!"

Chen Yuan’s pale golden eyes looked at the effortfully lifted corners of the other’s mouth beneath the mask, casually said,

"You?"

"Not qualified enough!"

These words were full of ridicule, disdain, and condescending indifference.

As the words fell, a thunderous explosion rang out.

Chen Yuan’s Incense Fire Avatar suddenly stomped the ground beneath.

The ground shook as mountains, the room directly collapsed, and the earth at his feet rumbled and lifted.

Outside, night had fallen.

Cries of alarm rose from all around.

The black pupils under the bronze mask of the Western Regions Saintess flashed with a fiery hue, but she still gritted her teeth and vanished with a bang amidst the swirling dust.

But the next second, a streak of golden light sliced through the blizzard-filled long night, illuminating an area a hundred feet away in the darkness.

In that illuminated darkness, a cluster of shadows quickly gathered.

Under the golden light’s illumination, the shadow-enshrouded Western Regions Saintess quickly emerged, the black shadow peeling away like venom.

The next second, Chen Yuan’s figure turned into an afterimage, shooting toward the recklessly defiant Western Regions Saintess.

......

And at this time, with the sounds of commotion, the nearby citizens were awakened, stepping outside to see.

"What happened?"

"Another clash of strong ones!" Some citizens glanced skyward, feeling somewhat accustomed. In recent months, strong ones continually emerged in Jingguan City, disregarding prohibitions, engaging in conflict.

"No, look quickly, that person...seems to be our Ninth Mountain’s Colonel!" Someone was startled.

"Huh?"

"Who would be so foolish to provoke this General, isn’t that courting death, look quickly, that seems to be a woman, yet got blown by our General till the clothes were blasted off, gee, oh my, isn’t that person a woman, then what is it?"

......

And as nearby citizens watched this battle with constant exclamations,

above, the so-called "Western Regions Saintess" faced the onslaught of Chen Yuan’s clone, utterly defenseless.

The martial soul she obtained from the Divine Ruins was struck and hurled repeatedly by the Dharma Eye Divine Light of this Colonel, repeatedly unable to protect the whole body, exposing the true self inside.

The aftershocks directly shattered her attire, eliciting wide-eyed stares from those watching around, a flurry of exclamations, followed by a cascade of curses, calling it eye-searing.

This commotion directly prompted a scream of utter humiliation and anger from this so-called "Western Regions Saintess".

"Ah..."

That shout morphed directly, into a man’s voice, the eyes beneath the bronze mask filled with venomous resentment, looking at Chen Yuan.

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