Reverse War Surpass Immortal

Cao Dingtian inhaled sharply, a surge of fury rising in his heart. His eyes bore into Duan Gujin, flames seemed to pour out of his gaze.

"I am filled with hatred!"

With a flash, Cao Dingtian moved to once again launch a lethal skill at Duan Gujin.

However, in the next moment, his heart suddenly gave a fierce thump, and with a rapid sidestep, he dodged to the side.

He sensed an impending danger drawing near!

A thunderous explosion resonated.

A palm strike from the Seventh Imperial Uncle forced Cao Dingtian to retreat, and the dust that was kicked up shrouded the nearby void.

Duan Gujin had been keeping his Divine Sense locked on Cao Dingtian, and despite the previous mistake, he did not feel discouraged.

In the flash of lightning and roll of thunder, he saw that Cao Dingtian's movements were slightly delayed, indicating that he must have suffered some injuries.

Though he did not know for certain whether Cao Dingtian was injured or to what degree, he understood that now was the best time to make his move.

Opportunity knocks but once!

Duan Gujin's spirit stirred, and he immediately directed the Sun-shooting War Chariot to shoot an arrow at Cao Dingtian.

However, something unexpected happened — Duan Gujin found the Sun-shooting War Chariot's actions slow, failing to strike in time.

By the time he directed the Sun-shooting War Chariot to aim at Cao Dingtian, there were already over ten guards by his side.

In Duan Gujin's heart, ten thousand "F**ks" roared past, and he ceased aiming the war chariot.

In frustration, he wondered if his best chance to strike had already passed.

By this time, the Primordial Power within him was nearly depleted.

Thus, he hurriedly swallowed a few Elixir Pills to quickly recover his power.

Moments later, he saw that many of Cao Dingtian's men had started to besiege him.

With a flicker, he dodged behind the men of the Seventh Imperial Uncle.

Seeing Duan Gujin returning, the Seventh Imperial Uncle's eyebrows knitted slightly as he telepathically asked, "Can you still strike?"

He saw that Duan Gujin had completely exhausted his Primordial Power, and his heart suddenly sank.

"Don't worry, we still have a chance to counterattack!"

Duan Gujin's eyes flickered as he looked around.

After observing for a while, he realized that for the time being, his side still had the upper hand.

He had envisioned various scenarios before, but never did he expect to fall short in the end.

The battlefield's circumstances change unpredictably, beyond his control and beyond his forecasts.

If it were just him, the Seventh Imperial Uncle, and Cao Dingtian in a three-way duel, he believed his chances of victory would greatly increase.

But if countless experts appeared to protect Cao Dingtian, Duan Gujin's plan was destined to fail.

"It looks like I need to take the risk and use my Demonized Martial Soul!"

Duan Gujin took a deep breath, and after a little while, he began to recover some Primordial Power.

Then, he eagerly released his Demonized Martial Soul.

The yellow Heavenly Dragon Martial Soul on top of his head started to transform to black, and his eyes instantly flashed a sinister blood-red color.

When his Demonized Martial Soul erupted, the soldiers around were affected by its influence, their movements slowing down.

Although the soldiers on the Seventh Imperial Uncle's side knew the aura was released by their ally, it greatly interfered with their actions.

However, prepared in advance, the soldiers on the Seventh Imperial Uncle's side seized the opportunity and quickly wiped out the enemies before them.

In the five breaths of time during which Duan Gujin released his Demonized Martial Soul, over three thousand of Cao Dingtian's soldiers fell.

Now the two sides were clashing at close quarters, the distance between them extremely narrow.

Although Seventh Imperial Uncle's soldiers managed to buy only five breaths' worth of time, this was already enough for them.

"Thrilling! Truly thrilling!"

Many soldiers on Seventh Imperial Uncle's side felt an outburst of ecstasy.

In their eyes, the bodies of Cao Dingtian's soldiers seemed to have suddenly frozen, and then they were at their mercy to be slain.

"Szzt!"

Cao Dingtian sensed the Demonized Martial Soul that Duan Gujin had released and he hurriedly circulated his Primordial Power, striving to remain unaffected by the Demonized Martial Soul.

Although it took him more than ten breaths of time to drive away the fear, it was enough for him.

Even if someone were to launch a fierce attack on him at this moment, the guards around him would step in to protect him.

The Demonized Martial Soul released by Duan Gujin rapidly absorbed the Life Aura nearby, and his Primordial Power greatly increased in a short span of time.

"This opportunity cannot be missed!"

Duan Gujin took a deep breath, his Divine Sense locking onto Cao Dingtian's current position.

He saw that more than ten experts were guarding him; should he wish to make a move, he would have to deal with those ten-plus experts first.

But his current Cultivation was merely at the Yellow Innate Third Level, and facing more than ten Martial Artist Realm experts, he felt that his chances of victory were slim.

"I can only give it my all!"

Duan Gujin knew that the strength he had just enhanced would only last for a short duration,—perhaps only for ten breaths—after which, the Primordial Power inside him would be utterly exhausted.

"Wind Surge!"

With a gleam in his eyes, Duan Gujin immediately charged towards Cao Dingtian and unleashed Wind Surge on him and the guards around him.

Cao Dingtian and his guards immediately sensed Duan Gu Jinzhao launching a Skill in their direction, and a dangerous feeling flashed through their hearts.

Naturally, Cao Dingtian and his guards wanted to circulate their Primordial Power, putting up their full resistance against Duan Gujin.

However, at that moment, they discovered that the Primordial Power within them was nearly depleted.

"Damn it! How could this be?"

Shock filled Cao Dingtian's heart, and his heart pounded violently.

While his guards were busy resisting Duan Gujin's Big Move, they assessed that Duan Gujin was about to launch a large-scale offensive Skill at them.

As such, in their defense preparations, they hadn't considered that they needed to protect Cao Dingtian at close range.

"Swish!"

In the next instant, a streak of light flashed before their faces, and a figure fell to the ground.

The position where that figure fell was precisely where Cao Dingtian stood.

Therefore, the guards around Cao Dingtian all stared at the figure on the ground, wanting to know who it was.

Very soon, they saw a body lying in a pool of blood, and that already lifeless body was Cao Dingtian's.

All the guards were stunned, not knowing what to do next.

Should they flee?

Or should they continue to stay and fight against Seventh Imperial Uncle?

At this moment, upon seeing Cao Dingtian falling, Seventh Imperial Uncle felt a surge of joy and immediately began to shout loudly.

"Cao Dingtian is dead! Cao Dingtian is dead! Cao Dingtian is dead!"

Every soldier present heard Seventh Imperial Uncle's shouting.

For the soldiers on Seventh Imperial Uncle's side, they were naturally extremely excited.

They clearly understood, if Cao Dingtian was truly dead, it undoubtedly signified that their side had achieved victory.

On the other hand, the soldiers from Cao Dingtian's side exchanged looks, unsure whether this news was true or false.

As Duan Gujin saw that Cao Dingtian had indeed been killed by the Sun-shooting War Chariot, he exhaled a breath of foul air, his body flickered, and he hurriedly retreated back to the side of Seventh Imperial Uncle.