Sneak Attack On Lingyun Peak! Millions Of Luck Points!

Xu Chu and the others successfully held back more than a dozen elders of the Wenjian Sect. However, Ling Yunfeng, a formidable Holy Realm warrior, chose not to engage them. Instead, he maneuvered through the chaos, heading straight for Orion.

Orion, anticipating unnecessary casualties, had already ordered his dragoons not to impede Ling Yunfeng's advance. Consequently, Ling Yunfeng easily reached Orion's position.

"You wretched thief! Prepare to die!" Ling Yunfeng snarled, swinging his long sword with a cruel smile. He envisioned the next moment when his blade would slice through Orion's throat, leaving his head to roll on the ground.

But as he looked at Orion, expecting to see fear, a sudden unease gripped his heart. Instead of fear, Orion's face held a strange smile—one that sent a chill down Ling Yunfeng's spine.

"Something's wrong!" Ling Yunfeng's instincts screamed danger as he caught sight of Orion's mocking eyes. A wave of dread washed over him, and he immediately attempted to retreat.

"Li Sandao! Yuan Zuozong! Now!" Orion's voice rang out.

Before Ling Yunfeng could react, the two seemingly ordinary soldiers beside Orion sprang into action.

"Kill!" Yuan Zuozong shouted, wielding his spear with lethal precision. The spear, moving like a serpent, pierced through Ling Yunfeng's shoulder before he could even defend himself.

Blood spurted from the wound as Li Sandao followed up with his killing move.

"Three Killing Swords—Third Sword, Jueying!" Li Sandao roared, his blade glowing with blinding light. The slash was so powerful that it distorted the very air, cutting a deep gash across Ling Yunfeng's abdomen. Blood sprayed forth, and the wound was so severe that his intestines were nearly visible.

"Retreat!" Ling Yunfeng's face twisted in agony. Knowing he was at a severe disadvantage, he immediately retreated, flying back over ten meters. As he did, he frantically pulled out various healing elixirs from his space ring, shoving them into his mouth in a desperate bid to stay alive.

"Too bad," Orion muttered, shaking his head in disappointment. Despite the sneak attack by Li Sandao and Yuan Zuozong, they had failed to kill Ling Yunfeng on the spot. It was a reminder that taking down a Martial Saint was no simple task.

Ling Yunfeng, gravely wounded but resolute, quickly made his decision. Stepping onto his spiritual sword, he turned and fled at incredible speed, leaving a trail of light in his wake.

Li Sandao and Yuan Zuozong considered giving chase, but the situation on the battlefield was dire. Xu Chu and the others were struggling to hold back the enemy elders, and Yuxiang, the weakest among them, was already showing signs of injury.

"Let's assist Xu Chu and the others first," Yuan Zuozong said, sighing in resignation. Although he was confident they could catch up to Ling Yunfeng and finish him off, time was of the essence. The six Xu Chu warriors could no longer hold the line alone.

With that, Li Sandao and Yuan Zuozong rejoined the battle. Their presence turned the tide as two powerful Martial Saints descended upon the semi-saints of the Wenjian Sect. It was like a father disciplining his sons—no one could stand against their combined might.

On the high-level battlefield, the Wenjian Sect elders were swiftly overwhelmed, falling under the relentless assault of the two Martial Saints. Meanwhile, on the broader battlefield, the dragoons of the Dragon Cavalry Army continued their massacre, trampling through the peaks of Wenjian Sect Mountain and leaving no survivors. Even the few experts who tried to resist were swiftly dispatched by the shadowy Ghost Guard.

The once-beautiful Wenjian Sect, nestled among clear mountains and tranquil waters, had become a scene of carnage and despair. Corpses littered the ground, and the streams flowing down the mountain ran red with blood.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the system's voice echoed in Orion's mind.

[Ding! The host's forces have killed thirteen Half-Saints, thirty-two Martial Sects, 476 Martial Emperors... 73,000 warriors, and gained 15.76 million luck points!]

[Ding! The host's Martial Saint subordinates killed twelve Half-Saints, significantly reducing the luck value obtained!]

"Over 10 million luck points!" Orion's face lit up with joy upon hearing the system's announcement. If Li Sandao and Yuan Zuozong hadn't killed twelve Half-Saints, his luck points might have exceeded 20 million.

"It seems I'll need to limit Yuan Zuozong and the others' involvement next time," Orion mused regretfully. The system's penalty for kills made by those of significantly higher realms was harsh—reportedly, a direct cut of 90% in luck points.

"But this Wenjian Sect truly lived up to its reputation as the largest sect in the Great Zhou Dynasty. Their strength was impressive!" Orion sighed, reflecting on the battle. Despite his forces' superiority, the Wenjian Sect had more masters than all of his subordinates combined. If not for the two Martial Saints on his side, the outcome might have been very different.

But as Orion looked at the 16 million luck points now in his account, a satisfied smile spread across his face. "Murder and arson indeed pay well!" he thought, recalling that the profit from destroying a large sect was nearly equivalent to what he'd earned from decimating hundreds of thousands of enemy troops.

"With tens of millions of luck points, I can go for another emperor-level lottery!" Orion thought excitedly. The last emperor-level lottery had significantly boosted the strength of his Dragon Cavalry Army. This time, the results should be just as promising.

Just as Orion was about to summon the system and initiate the emperor-level lottery, a shadow guard suddenly emerged from his shadow.

"Lord, most of the enemies in the Wenjian Sect have been eliminated!" the shadow guard reported. "Anyone attempting to escape is being hunted down. Only a canyon in the back mountain remains unbreached, where some remnants of the Wenjian Sect are hiding."

"We also traced Ling Yunfeng, the Wenjian Sect leader, to this canyon after he was injured. Our leader Ying Mo sent me to ask for your instructions. Should we launch a direct assault on the canyon?"

Orion frowned at the mention of the canyon. According to Xiaoyu's earlier intel, the Wenjian Sect had an ancestor at the peak of the Martial Saint level in secluded retreat within that canyon.

"Your leader made the right call," Orion responded. "When faced with potential danger, it's crucial to report immediately and avoid acting without authorization."

He then turned to Li Sandao and Yuan Zuozong. "Let's head to the canyon and take a look. If the Wenjian Sect ancestor is still alive…" Orion's eyes flashed coldly. He was never one to leave loose ends.