BTTH: DISCIPLE CASHBACK SYSTEM Chapter 602: One Strike!

Instantly, a colossal golden sword beam, stretching dozens of zhang, erupted from the sword's tip.

Where the golden sword light traversed, it carved charred fissures across the sky, its sharpness truly awe-inspiring.

The sword beam possessed unimaginable speed. Just as the others observed the golden light flash, the massive sword beam had already impacted the enormous red flower of energy.

With a sharp *shatter*, the peculiar, whirling red flower—pulsating with fearsome energy before Granny Xuanhua—was instantaneously cleaved in two, utterly incapable of resistance.

When Xiao Jin had first wielded this ninth-rank demon core weapon, a gift from Gu He, he could already unleash attacks comparable to a peak Dou Ancestor. Now, he was holding back. This single strike utilized less than twenty percent of his might and did not even activate the beast flame contained within the demon core.

As the red energy flower was bisected, a rush of sweet blood surged towards Granny Xuanhua’s throat. She forcibly swallowed it back down. Her countenance paled, and a flicker of fear crossed her eyes.

Even those beneath the Dou King realm could sense the terrifying wave of power emanating from Xiao Jin’s strike. The pressure generated utterly overwhelmed Granny Xuanhua’s red energy flower.

“How is this conceivable? How can he possess such might… No, it is not him—it is that sword! That sword is far too peculiar!”

Witnessing this, both Yan Luotian and the Mu Lan Three Elders were plunged into immediate disarray. Their offensive tempo collapsed into chaos.

“Vice President is invincible!”

“Vice President is invincible!”

“Vice President is invincible!”

While the coalition of the Three Empires stood stunned in shock and dread, the Mercenary Guild’s contingent erupted in synchronized acclamations.

High in the sky, the two Mercenary Guild elders engaged in combat with Yan Luotian and the Mu Lan Three Elders also displayed expressions of elation.

Capitalizing on the prevailing momentum, the elder combating Yan Luotian finally managed to regain a moment's respite and commenced altering the course of the battle.

Concurrently, the mid-level Three-Star Dou Ancestor elder from the Mercenary Guild initiated a sudden assault against the Mu Lan Three Elders.

Caught unaware by this abrupt onslaught, the Mu Lan Three Elders were immediately forced onto the defensive.

In the ensuing moment, the tiger-headed elder among them exhibited a flash of blood-red light in his eyes. Clenching his fist, blood energy surged, and he propelled a heavy blow forward—uncomplicated yet overwhelmingly potent.

This strike eschewed artifice or finesse, relying solely on sheer, destructive force. The surrounding space visibly distorted, and the very air condensed into a faint arc.

An unseen shockwave materialized around his fist, shrieking through the sky with a sharp, tearing sound.

Confronting the tiger-headed elder’s momentum, the Mercenary Guild elder’s countenance remained composed. Dou Qi surged through his meridians like a torrent, and with his fist tightly clenched, he met the blood-colored fist directly with formidable power.

A resounding detonation of energy echoed as the two fists collided, reverberating painfully in the ears of the observers below. Weaker cultivators winced from the sharp discomfort in their eardrums.

Above, at their point of impact, potent shockwaves radiated like expanding ripples across the sky, and both combatants were propelled backward.

Despite this, the Mercenary Guild elder distinctly held the advantage in this particular exchange.

“Attack in unison!”

Observing this, the lion-headed elder’s bloodshot eyes fixed upon the Mercenary Guild elder. He gestured with his hand and declared in a resonant voice, “Together!”

Heeding this command, the other two elders nodded. They understood with clarity—while the Savage Beast Trio Art enabled them to collectively achieve a strength equivalent to a Three-Star Dou Ancestor, that level of power was contingent upon their combined efforts. Individually, none among them could contend with the Mercenary Guild elder in a one-on-one duel. Furthermore, a formidable presence still observed from the ground below.

Having reached their consensus, the Mu Lan Three Elders acted without hesitation. In a flash, all three converged simultaneously. Within a mere breath, they reached the elder, then diverged, forming a triangular formation to surround him.

Another ferocious close-quarters engagement commenced instantly.

On Yan Luotian’s part, however, his considerations diverged from those of the Mu Lan Three Elders. Following the observation of Xiao Jin’s initial strike, a contemplative inclination towards withdrawal had already begun to germinate within his mind. Although he persisted in exchanging blows with the hammer-wielding elder from the Mercenary Guild, it was evident his heart was not fully invested in the confrontation. His focus remained fixed entirely upon Xiao Jin and Granny Xuanhua.

“That was merely the initial strike. Will you still endure my second?”

Xiao Jin stood with his longsword diagonally planted in the ground, his youthful voice calmly questioning Granny Xuanhua. At his utterance, hesitation and internal conflict palpably appeared on Granny Xuanhua’s visage. Xiao Jin’s demonstrated power had significantly surpassed her apprehensions.

“Just three hits, Granny Xuanhua. Since he has declared as such, what disadvantage would there be in accepting them?”

Observing her hesitation, Yan Luotian voiced from his ongoing fight, which happened to be beside her. “Let me endure one more hit, and we shall see. If it truly becomes unbearable, then we will cease this confrontation.”

A sigh escaped Granny Xuanhua as a tremendous mass of scarlet Qi began to amass within her frail palm once more.