Chapter 1883 - 339:

Tan Wenbin stepped forward, his reddened hands grasping the vines firmly. After locking onto his opponent's position by sound, he headed in that direction with a solemn expression and intimidating features.

"Sss..."

Xu Ming behind the dust felt a whirl of dizziness. He was confident he could withstand a direct attack for quite some time, but this assault on the spiritual senses rendered him helpless, forcing him to instinctively retreat, trying to escape the range of his opponent's intimidation.

"Dududududu!"

Sharply high-frequency footsteps came from the left, as a figure speedily charged like a leopard.

Li Zhiyuan turned his head to look.

Out of the dust appeared Chen Jing's figure.

He held a broken knife in hand, its edge marred with cracks but imbued with Evil Qi; it was likely found for him by Zhao Yi as a weapon. If it were an intact blade, it would still be too long for the current Chen Jing.

Chen Jing executed his timing well upon entering, showing a natural alertness and intuition. Moreover, during his previous sprint, he had already gathered sword momentum, preparing for a hearty slash next.

But when Li Zhiyuan's gaze fell on him, and Chen Jing saw Li Zhiyuan's face,

Chen Jing couldn't help but call out internally: Brother Xiao Yuan...

And then, his pace faltered, the sword momentum dissipated, turning his previous unstoppable charge into one of hesitation.

Just a single look caused Chen Jing to drop his guard.

It wasn't pure fear,

but rather, Chen Jing's heart wouldn't allow him to swing that blade at Brother Xiao Yuan.

In this world, Chen Jing admired two people most; first was Brother Yi, and second was Brother Xiao Yuan.

Brother Yi ranked first only because Chen Jing couldn't overcome the barrier of self-imposed moral guilt.

Li Zhiyuan beckoned with his finger.

"Evil Ghost~ Kill without mercy!"

Talisman armor rose, and General Sun descended.

The time it took for a divination child to successfully perform Divination had always depended not only on the child's own qualities and relationship with the Yin God, but also on whether the summoned Yin God was willing to accept the task, not to mention the deity's mood at the time.

Now, before Li Zhiyuan began Divination, Zeng and Sun had long been prepared.

It could be said the two Lords of Yin had been waiting outside the tent, ready to act upon the signal.

Last time, the three brothers possessed three wooden dolls on the altar at the Daoist Field just because Zeng and Sun hoped the child would notify them early for future matters, allowing them to prepare and adjust their state.

The child responded, "Sure, but first call out to Lord Bai He!"

Then, the three brothers tussled together, all falling off the altar.

Though the agreement wasn't reached nor heard by Lord Bai He, before entering the museum, the child still called out to the two deities in advance.

General Sun's appearance from the side added to Chen Jing's prior retreat.

Turning Chen Jing's abnormal actions into an early detection of side danger and timely recovery for defense.

Zhao Yi taught him many things, but acting skills needed stage experience to support.

Li Zhiyuan still had to help Chen Jing with scenes he missed.

General Sun didn't hold back, every move was extremely forceful. Despite Chen Jing's improvements, compared to top members of official ranks, he was still weak; and battle awareness wasn't something one could master behind closed doors. He quickly became extremely embarrassed under General Sun's pressure.

"Pfft..."

With a sweep, a lift, and a slash, General Sun opened a deep wound on Chen Jing's chest.

If Chen Jing hadn't retreated a bit in time, he'd have been cleaved in two by General Sun's halberd.

The injury, blood, and pain made Chen Jing's eyes redden as the ferocity of the demon clan within his blood was unleashed.

A disdainful smile appeared on General Sun's face. This increase in power was negligible in his eyes, and once such a child gets reckless, he only dies quicker.

Holding the halberd by his side, leaving his front open, General Sun actively lured Chen Jing into attacking.

Although last time in front of the old temple hall of official ranks, General Sun had descended onto the talisman armor, this time was his first formal battle under that person's banner.

General Sun wanted a swift and neat display to perform well in front of his leader.

Li Zhiyuan glanced at General Sun.

Feeling the gaze from the youth behind, General Sun mistakenly took it as acknowledgment and encouragement, further inspired.

"Roar!"

Chen Jing let out a beast-like growl, enhancing his momentum.

General Sun's smile widened, just waiting for him to come and be cleaved at the waist.

The dustiest spot at the collapsed tomb where the battle continued.

At this moment, either Zhao Yi or the Liang Sisters should have come out to rescue Chen Jing.

This boy was Zhao Yi's beloved, crucial for this turn; he couldn't be allowed to falter.

But... none of the three could emerge now.

If help doesn't come, this boy truly will die.

To avoid putting too much pressure on Zhao Yi and the others, Li Zhiyuan deliberately refrained from linking the Red Line between himself and his partners, letting them operate independently.

The difficulty had been reduced, yet the remaining challenge seemed still a bit overwhelming.

Moreover, a drawback emerged because there was no Red Line connection: Li Zhiyuan couldn't promptly notify his partners of normal performance intervals.

However, the issue shouldn't be significant.

Li Zhiyuan believed Brother Binbin would understand.

Tan Wenbin indeed understood.

Even though their relationship with Zhao Yi and his group was excellent, having gone through many things together, decisions on cooperation every time on Zou Jiang always relied on Brother Xiao Yuan's judgment.