Martial Peak

Translator: Silavin & Danny

Translation Checker: PewPewLazerGun

Editor and Proofreader: Leo of Zion Mountain & Dhael Ligerkeys

Perhaps having heard Yang Kai’s shout, an old face surfaced on its trunk before him and smiled faintly, “Shaman Niu, we meet again.”

“Yes, we meet again, but I didn’t expect us to meet in this way.” Yang Kai wiped the blood off his face.

The old face replied kindly, “Looks like I was right. You truly grew up quickly, and the future seems to rest in your hands.”

Yang Kai shook his head. Instead of commenting on it, he asked curiously, “Senior, weren’t you in Frost and Snow City? Is this your Soul Clone?”

“Soul Clone? No, no, no, this is not a Soul Clone, this is my true body.”

Yang Kai turned solemn, immediately realized something and asked, “Senior, are you planning to sacrifice your life?”

Senior Qing burst out in laughter, “The Two Worlds Passage is too mysterious, and this is the only way to seal it. I have lived long enough to have witnessed two invasions of the Demon Race. I was incapable of providing any assistance last time, but this time, I want to contribute my strength, for the Barbarian Race has taken good care of me over all these years.”

“Perhaps there is another way.” Yang Kai frowned.

The face on the trunk shook, as if shaking his head, “I have left Frost and Snow City already, there is no turning back.”

At this moment, Yang Kai understood what he meant. The Evergreen Divine Tree guarded Frost and Snow City for tens of thousands of years, never once leaving its original place. It was not that he did not want to, but he could not, because Senior Qing had an innate connection to that piece of land.

But this time, in order to seal the Two Worlds Passage, he left the land that nurtured him for tens of thousands of years, condensed all his essence into the Seven-Coloured Mud, and was led by Yang Kai to this place.

This was an irreversible process, and the second growth that he performed today was equivalent to him burning all his vitality before his death.

Yang Kai stood in awe, and saluted while holding his chest, “The Barbarian Race will witness Senior’s sacrifice, and future generations will remember your contribution.”

Senior Qing laughed, “There’s no need to comfort me, I am prepared for this.” After a pause, Senior Qing became serious, “Before that, I need your help.”

“Don’t worry, Senior. Our Shaman Niu Clan will protect this place to the last.”

“Good,” The old face nodded and disappeared.

Yang Kai turned his head and looked at Tiea, “Why don’t you say anything?”

“What do you want

know

Tiea answered, “Yes.”

Tiea remained indifferent, as if she and Senior Qing were strangers. Tiea was very different from the little girl he first met two years ago, her character having

he quickly shook off such thoughts and re-focused on the

Kai, the gigantic Evergreen Divine Tree had grown from a kilometre to two kilometres. Looking up, the canopy

in the battle noticed this

City, all of them crying out in excitement. As more Ancient Barbarians learnt what

of Frost and Snow Clan, his reputation resounded throughout all Clans of the Barbarian Race. Although no one had ever seen Senior Qing display his strength, everyone knew

Barbarian Race only had four Shaman Saints. Senior Qing

very depths of

to be picturing the scene where the Demon Race was thoroughly defeated. The emergence of Senior Qing had caused a surge of momentum in favour of the

grow taller by the moment, as if it was trying to pierce the Heavens. The emerald light enveloping the periphery of the giant tree also

the giant tree, but wound up

the Evergreen Divine Tree threw the Demon

It seemed that they had been given orders and the Demons began to

of the battle suddenly shifted to the bottom of the Two

immediately came under unimaginable pressure as the Demons rushed at them like a surging tidal wave from all directions. These Demons seemed to have abandoned all concept of fear and even the

cavalry passed, the Demons were trampled like dead leaves and swept away.

came back from breaking through the encirclement,

arm. Bao Qi was gone, his life aura extinguished in Yang Kai’s perception. It was obvious

Shaman Niu Clan. They were basically a remnant force

uneven, and the results of this battle would determine the outcome of

was no need for Yang Kai to command them. They fought the

hands alone, including six Demon Kings. However, in the face of such a large-scale war, no matter how strong

Niu Clan was beginning to buckle under the siege and suppression of the Demon Race, their line of

thousand people reduced to twenty thousand, then to fifteen

numbered less than a thousand, each of them covered with the blood of their enemies and themselves, and the weapons in

to the Shamans of the Shaman Niu Clan. Even the six Demon Kings

could only persist until now by relying on these

seen, and as long

to this

Demon Race obviously would not give

enough to resist the relentless assault. There was nothing the Shaman Niu Clan could do with such a

erupted and as Yang Kai looked around, he saw that the Shaman Niu Clansmen at a certain section of the front had taken serious casualties. A gap was finally

with his strength, creating a chance for the surrounding clansmen to rally and re-form the