YIN-YANG DEVOURER

While the two women were chatting calmly at the top of the tree, a fierce battle was taking place down there. Ruvan's men bravely resisted the attacks of the enemy.

Anyone who was observant would notice that little by little the numbers on Wiltord's side were beginning to decrease steadily, despite their apparent numerical superiority.

"Shit!! How is it possible that these bastards are able to stand up to us??" One of the wandering cultivators cursed as he was besieged by a formation of three soldiers who exchanged defense/attack roles at all times. Thanks to this strategy, the wandering cultivator's energy was gradually depleted.

"At least we are luckier than Mei'er," said another of the cultivators while pointing at the elderly cultivator who was in a rather pitiful condition facing Lira's attacks.

"It's evident that these guys have higher-ranking techniques than us" Said another of the wandering cultivators as he put a healing pill into his mouth to heal the wounds he had received from Ruvan's soldiers.

"We also have to protect ourselves from that damn snake… Myles was already devoured by that beast" Another cultivator complained while remembering how his friend had been completely devoured by a snake that was coiled in one of the branches of the nearby trees.

"Damn Wiltord lied to us when he said this would be a simple job" Complained a cultivator who was watching how Wiltord and Ruvan exchange attacks at great speed.

'Even Wiltord being at the sixth stage of the Golden Core Realm, he can do little against this young man' The cultivator thought as he watched the fight. It was evident that Ruvan was not at a disadvantage despite his lower cultivation level.

"It seems like your friends are quite frustrated" Ruvan joked as he launched a bolt of lightning straight towards Wiltord's face. Wiltord quickly covered himself with his shield but this did not prevent the electric current from piercing his bones.

Thanks to his affinity with the earth element, his body had greater resistance to Ruvan's lightning but this also did not mean that he was completely immune.

"Arrghh."

As if realizing something, Wiltord quickly launched himself into the attack again as his huge hammer blasted out at Ruvan.

"Now" Just as Ruvan found himself completely bound by Wiltord's attacks. This last shout clearly giving a signal to a shadow that launched itself directly at Ruvan's unsuspecting back.

"Thunder Shield" A faint murmur came out of Ruvan's mouth causing everything around him to be covered by a wall of rather terrifying golden lightning.

"Arrghhhhh" A piercing scream followed by a burning smell took place on the battlefield. 

On the floor lay Wiltord's Lieutenant who had been waiting patiently for an opportunity to attack Ruvan.

"Kyaaa!! Hey girl wait Ahhh" Soon a woman's scream followed by a plea took place.

There was the elderly wandering cultivator lying on the ground while her armor was completely bruised by Lira's hammer. It was evident that she was on her last legs and that is why she asked for mercy.

"Girl, I promise to tell you where I have kept all my treasures." The woman did everything possible to tempt Lira, however, she advanced towards her with complete indifference.

"Wait girl please!… Have mercy"

"Smach" The woman's plea was cut off by the sound of her head being completely crushed by Lira's hammer.

"Shit, who knew that girl would be so cruel?" One of the wandering cultivators muttered as a cold air invaded his back.

"Lira supports the soldiers" Ruvan said as he resumed his battle with Wiltord. Although they had not suffered any deaths, several of the mercenaries lay injured and were slowly beginning to retreat, after all their spiritual energy reserves were lower.

"It seems like things aren't turning out the way you thought, right?" Ruvan said with a smile as he launched a powerful attack that landed squarely on Wiltord's shoulder.

"Arrghhhh!! Damn bastard" Wiltord shouted angrily as he once again launched an attack with his gigantic hammer. Ruvan dodged it nimbly, leaving a huge crater where he had been standing a few moments ago. It was evident that Wiltord's strength was no small feat.

Ruvan again launched himself into the attack and sent a powerful attack directly towards Wiltord's heart, however, to his surprise; he was able to quickly intercept it with his shield. The spear had passed through his shield, coming within inches of his chest, but had finally stopped.

"Now you are mine you little bastard kukuku" Wiltord laughed as he threw his shield along with Ruvan's spear dozens of meters away.

Ruvan, for his part, did not look surprised and quickly bent his fingers as if they were knives and launched strong attacks in the direction of Wiltord's muscular body.

"Arghhh" "Bastard how is this possible?" Wiltord shouted in disbelief as he saw how Ruvan's naked attacks had managed to pierce his armor.

On the other hand, the veiled woman who was watching the fight was clearly surprised by Ruvan's actions.

"Unbelievable… This boy seems to Cultivate Body Strengthening Path."

The Body Strengthening Path was a parallel branch of cultivation that allowed the cultivator to achieve unimaginable levels of physical strength. Those cultivators in physical strength would seek to specialize in this path to reach new levels in the handling of their weapons.

It was thanks to this Body Strengthening Path that cultivators could come to understand the intent of their weapon. Sword cultivators could manifest their sword intent thanks to their levels in this path.

At this moment the veiled woman was quite surprised after all not just any young cultivator would be able to enter this path. It was well know that required a great amount of talent and resources to break through each stage.

Ruvan did not allow himself to be distracted by the screams and launched attack after attack mercilessly towards Wiltord, until finally one of them bore fruit.

"Arrrghhh"

"Damn you bastard my eye" Wiltord shouted angrily as he felt an unbearable pain in his right eye. Wiltord's armor made it difficult to pierce his skin so Ruvan began looking for vulnerable spots and one of these was Wiltord's uncovered eyes.

"Shit! Wait!!"

"Smach" Just as Wiltord was preparing for his revenge, the scream of one of the wandering cultivators brought him out of his thoughts. There he witnessed how the once ten had now been reduced to only four, who were doing their best while Ruvan's mercenaries surrounded them.

Most of his own mercenaries were dead and the rest had scattered into the jungle.

"Arrrgh" "Damn snake"

The snake that had returned to the branches had made its appearance again, sinking its poisonous fangs into two mercenaries who were hurriedly fleeing the battlefield.

"Looks like things didn't go as planned, right?" Ruvan mocked with a smile as he started walking directly towards Wiltord.