Living In Another World With A Farm Chapter 8375: 352-spending (1)

Yi Xuanming, however, harbored no thoughts of surrender. Despite the ferocious onslaught of the Blood Slaughter Sect disciples, his forces still numbered 200,000—a twenty-fold numerical advantage over the enemy. Even when accounting for the skeletons, they still maintained a ten-to-one lead. There was simply no reason to feel intimidated.

While the bronze colossus was massive and formidable, he saw no cause for alarm. Its sheer size meant it could not possess great speed, whereas he was exceptionally fast. He was confident he could distract the bronze man and gradually close the distance to Zhao Hai. If he could just eliminate Zhao Hai, their troubles would vanish.

Refusing to retreat, Yi Xuanming lunged toward the bronze statue. Simultaneously, he snapped his folding fan open, conjuring a massive shroud of blue smoke that enveloped him entirely. This azure mist spanned roughly five mu, rumbling internally as if a powerful zone beast were prowling within its depths.

Watching Yi Xuanming, Zhao Hai couldn't suppress a smirk. It was clear that Yi Xuanming was a master of poison, and his Cultivation was certainly deep enough to make his toxins lethal. Unfortunately for him, he had picked the worst possible target. These bronze giants, crafted by Laura and the others, were filled with specialized materials. Crucially, these automatons were designed to absorb and store toxins. Facing this bronze man was a death sentence for a poison user; the construct would simply inhale the toxins, store them, and weaponize them later.

This capability stemmed not only from its physical composition but also from intricate arrays etched into its frame. Several magic arrays were dedicated specifically to poison absorption. Combined with high-grade materials, the bronze man was effectively immune to such attacks. Yi Xuanming could only hope for a miracle as he engaged the giant.

The bronze statue reached Yi Xuanming in an instant. It swung its massive saber, buried deep into the blue mist. Though the smoke churned violently, there was no immediate impact. A faint sizzling sound echoed from the mist, suggesting the poison was attempting to corrode the blade. The bronze statue remained indifferent, showing no signs of damage as it followed through with a horizontal sweep.

The blade exited the blue mist without striking a solid target, but the bronze man was relentless. It immediately transitioned into a second strike, moving with surprising velocity. The long weapon transformed into a streak of bronze light, piercing back into the azure fog.

The blue smoke swirled and suddenly contracted, causing the blade light to mostly miss its mark. Then, the mist surged upward, reshaping into a multitude of blue pythons that coiled around the bronze man. The giant’s eyes flared with a crimson glow. It whirled its saber, creating a protective shroud of blade light that shredded the blue serpents into nothingness.

Expanding its offensive, the giant drove its blade light back into the mist, this time trailing a faint red vapor. As the strike connected, the blue mist recoiled as if in pain. It condensed rapidly, manifesting as a colossal blue spider spanning a hundred meters. The creature possessed six blood-red eyes and let out a frenzied hiss before leaping at the bronze man.

The bronze man snorted at the sight of the arachnid. It swung its saber in a seemingly simple arc, yet the movement contained seven distinct variations, each layered with seven tiers of force. This power was not derived from human Dharma power, but from the activation of seven distinct magic arrays.

With a thunderous crash, the blade slammed into the spider. A sickening screech followed as the strike pulverized the spider’s head and half its thorax. The layered power of the blade was devastating. Not loosening the pressure, the bronze man struck again. At that moment, the spider dissolved back into blue mist, scattering to evade the blow. However, the bronze man adjusted instantly. Its weapon suddenly seemed to weigh ten thousand pounds, cutting through the air with slow, crushing momentum.

Muffled explosions rang out as if bombs were detonating within the heart of the blue fog. The mist was forcibly dispersed and sucked into the bronze statue’s frame. Refusing to give the enemy a moment of peace, the statue slashed out once more.

The blue mist vanished abruptly, and Yi Xuanming reappeared a hundred meters away, his face drained of color. He stared at the bronze statue in disbelief. He had initially dismissed it as a mere puppet under Zhao Hai’s direct control, but he now realized he was mistaken. No puppet could possess such agility or react with such precision.

The sheer power and fluid transitions of the bronze man’s techniques were staggering. It utilized its strength with a sophistication that defied the logic of puppetry. He couldn't fathom what kind of creation was capable of such feats.

Shifting his gaze to the wider battlefield, Yi Xuanming was further shaken. The Blood Slaughter Sect disciples were fighting with fanatical energy, relentlessly pressing the 13 Family Alliance. Above them, the red cloud continued to offer protection, its shape now clearly resembling a massive Lotus.

This confirmed his suspicion that Zhao Hai was the source of the phenomena. Looking toward the Blood Lotus, he saw Zhao Hai surrounded by several black-robed figures radiating a ghostly Qi. These were clearly ghosts. Standing alongside them were a dozen heavily armored cultivators wielding massive blades. Strangely, these guards emitted absolutely no energy fluctuations.

Yi Xuanming realized that reaching Zhao Hai was nearly impossible under these circumstances. To make matters worse, the bronze statue was closing in again. He smiled bitterly; he was trapped. With this giant hounding him, he couldn't even retreat, let alone organize a counterattack.

The bronze man resumed its assault, saber swinging. Yi Xuanming felt a massive headache coming on. The construct was too powerful and entirely immune to his poisons. He could even feel a suction force from the enemy's blade, drawing in his toxic vapors. It was his perfect counter.

Still, Yi Xuanming refused to give up. With a flick of his wrist, a pouch appeared in his palm. He took a steadying breath and tossed the bag into the air. As the mouth of the pouch opened, a vibrant green cloud billowed out, accompanied by a deafening, collective buzzing.

Upon closer inspection, the green cloud was revealed to be a swarm of tiny insects. They resembled ants but were larger, equipped with razor-sharp mandibles and wings. These were the Gold-Consuming Ants, a terrifying species of poisonous insect that thrived in toxic environments and sustained themselves on metal. They were notoriously difficult to kill.

However, they had a glaring weakness: they were fragile and extremely vulnerable to fire-type techniques. In fact, they were susceptible to almost any magic that wasn't metal-based. They were the definition of a "glass cannon" in the world of poisonous insects.

Yi Xuanming had hoped to avoid deploying them, but the bronze man’s overwhelming strength left him no choice. He had been too naive to think he could win without them.

While Yi Xuanming specialized in poison, he couldn't always refine the most dangerous toxins directly into his body. He used the Gold-Consuming Ants as intermediaries, allowing them to absorb poisons which he would then refine from them. This method was safer and significantly boosted his Poison Dao.

Reluctantly, he unleashed them, knowing they were the only things capable of dismantling the bronze giant. Once the swarm had fully emerged, Yi Xuanming formed a hand seal and roared, "Go!" The Gold-Consuming Ants accelerated, their wings creating a thunderous drone as they swarmed the bronze man.

The bronze man noted the approaching swarm but didn't break its stride, continuing its charge toward Yi Xuanming. The cultivator dodged the giant's strike, and a smile finally touched his lips as he saw the insects begin to coat the bronze surface of the colossus.