Chapter 771 - The Last Han Tribesman (2 in 1 Chapter) (1/2)

Three on one.

Shao Xuan was thinking about whether he should help, but Gan Qie looked like he didn’t want Shao Xuan to intervene.

Shao Xuan decided to wait and observe the situation before making any moves. This was a battle between the Han tribesmen after all.

Gan Qie was excited when he first saw his own tribesmen, but this excitement was soon replaced by a shattering disappointment. Even though he was already mentally prepared, he couldn’t help but feel disappointed at this sight.

The greenish-black fist enlarged as it approached Gan Qie’s eyes. In the blink of an eye, it would hit him. This fist carried a powerful energy capable of landing a death blow.The owner of this fist had summoned all his energy and punched like he was launching a spear. No words were exchanged but the message was clear enough. Kill!

Even though his opponent’s face was veiled, Gan Qie could still recognise him.

He could recognise all three of them. Even though they had been asleep for very long and couldn’t remember anything, he remembered them.

The other two were also ready to attack. The sharp brown claw-like nails on their hands slashed through the air and caused a sharp whistling sound. Their hands were like the fangs of a venomous snake, ready to bite down any moment.

Gan Qie did not dodge the attacks. Facing such powerful attacks, he stood still against the other three and let them clash directly into him.

Bang!

Fists and arms bumped. The energy emanating from the impact disturbed the air all around them.

Strong winds shot out in all directions.

The three men in yellow cloaks had arms and fists that were like carefully designed spears and hammers. They easily cut a deep scratch on the rock Gan Qie sat on.

Shao Xuan even noticed how those brown fingernails caused sparks to appear as they scratched across the rock. These claw-like fingernails were about to cut at Gan Qie’s face in the very next moment.

The three of them attacked together, forcing Gan Qie to constantly retreat. These four clearly had no weapons, but when they fought with their fists and kicks, it sounded no different from the clinking sound of metallic weapons clashing together. When their arms rubbed, it sounded like the scratchy sound of metal and the fierce way they fought was not a feat any ordinary human could achieve. They were like fearsome beasts that were tearing at each other, disregarding their own lives.

With every stagger, Gan Qie looked like he was withstanding a strong pressure. When he tried to withstand the force by pushing with his feet deeper into the ground, the grass was lifted into the air and the ground sank in. Stones and dirt crumbled at his feet and some rocks were blasted up into the air. Where the ground was dry, deeper cracks formed upon the impact.

Within a few moments, trees began to split and crack. They were either bumped by Gan Qie or broke during their fight. The initially flat ground was now full of dents. Most of the lush green grass that previously cushioned the ground had been uprooted. Only patches were left here and there, scattered as they awaited their destiny.

Stones and dirt constantly flew up into the air and it felt like the entire ground was shaking. Strong winds filled the atmosphere as the four fought amidst chaos.

Gan Qie was already wounded quite badly. Some flesh on his body was clawed by the sharp nails and many of his bones were either fractured or broken. If these injuries happened to an ordinary man, his expression would turn sour due to the pain, but Gan Qie seemed to not have noticed it at all. The other three also had no feelings. Gan Qie’s kick blasted them into the air and caused the bones to crack in their bodies, but they were still able to fight in the next moment like nothing had happened.

Su Le kept hearing a rumbling sound by his ear. He shivered as he thought about how the Fallen Leaves Lord beat him up before and the pain he endured.

Even the sounds made his body hurt.

These three were indeed different from the normal puppets he usually saw. They were truly powerful puppets his father hired. They were undefeatable and undying monsters.

Chu Xu watched beside Su Le as the four of them fought. He knew clearly that Gan Qie was the true unkillable monster, but at the same time, he was unhappy that the ancient corpse was stolen by the Flaming Horns. Chu Xu’s heart sank as he watched the four fight. That ancient corpse once belonged to them, but it was stolen by the Flaming Horns. Seeing how the three puppets were attacking Gan Qie, Chu Xu wasn’t sure if he was able to bring Gan Qie back fully intact.

Their main goal was to get rid of the ancient corpse that was stolen, but Chu Xu felt that this was too unfortunate. He didn’t know how the Flaming Horns managed to change the ancient corpse, but since they already took control of the ancient corpse, they had no choice but to destroy it.

“How unfortunate. With that body of his, he would make such a powerful puppet.”

As Chu Xu sighed, he glared at Shao Xuan. Suddenly, his mouth split into a smile. In his mind he thought, ‘Once we get rid of this ancient corpse, you won’t be able to escape.’

Shao Xuan also sensed Chu Xu’s glare. He could kill these two right away if he wanted to, but what he cared most at the moment was the battle between the four Han tribesmen. Chu Xu and Su Le were just side characters. If Chu Xu was indeed the person controlling the three reanimated corpses, Shao Xuan would’ve made a move on him right away, but Shao Xuan could tell that Chu Xu didn’t have such power. Those three puppets were too powerful. They weren’t something someone like Chu Xu could control.

Those three puppets fought with such speed and power that even Chu Xu was no match for them. After recalling the puppets he encountered back in the desert and comparing those with these, not only were their energies different when they attacked, the energy source that controlled them were completely different from Chu Xu’s.

The person who truly had control over these three puppets were even more powerful.

Who else was around?

Shao Xuan scanned his surroundings even more carefully. There were indeed no others around.

If the controller of these puppets hadn’t come over with this group, could it be that these three puppets could function without their master’s direct control?

Perhaps these three had been programmed to obey some command and Chu Xu merely had the switch that could turn that command on. He wasn’t the puppeteer.

Shao Xuan could tell with his special vision that the three puppets had two energies within their bones. These energies were from two separate fire seeds. One was the Han tribe’s fire seed while the other belonged to the person who controlled these puppets.

The strange thing was that this energy was different from the ones Shao Xuan had seen in the desert puppets before. It wasn’t from the same fire seed and it didn’t seem complete. It was as if someone had deliberately filtered their energy so that what was left did not repel the Han tribe’s fire seed. This was the only way it could coexist with the Han fire seed’s energy.

The two energies within the bones of these three puppets functioned differently. Let’s say that if the Han tribe’s fire seed energy was like the trunk and limbs of a person’s body, then the other fire seed played the role of the brain, controlling the movements of their bodies.

As the four fought, the cloaks they wore were torn and scratched as punches flew and nails clawed. The faces of the three puppets who were initially veiled were finally exposed.

These three looked similar to when Shao Xuan first discovered Gan Qie in the coffin, like a dried ancient corpse. The only thing that differed was that Gan Qie wasn’t really dead. He was only deep asleep, but these three had completely lost their consciousness. Ever since they were made into puppets, they were no longer the same Han tribesmen they were before.

Gan Qie’s punch sent one of them sprawling, and within the split second that person stayed in the air, he immediately tore the tattered cloak away from his body. It was already sunset now and the sun was about to disappear soon. He no longer had to cover his body.

The scars that were previously inflicted on him when he entered the woods near the Lu tribe had already recovered. All of those scars had disappeared. Now, the wounds on his body were much worse than back then. Some parts of his internal organs were punched out of his body.

There was no time to pant or breathe. After Gan Qie blasted one of them into the sky, the other two continued to follow him tightly. Every blow was fatal and their attacks were as fast as raindrops in a heavy storm. They hit Gan Qie in the shoulders, abdomen, and limbs.

Shao Xuan’s brows tightened as he watched the battle intensify.

Gan Qie’s mindset wasn’t right.

Even though these three were strong and fought like skilled soldiers, there was no way Gan Qie couldn’t return a blow. He wasn’t even putting in his all and his punches were rather weak. It was as if he was purposely letting them beat him up. If he used as much power as he did when he killed those people in the woods outside the Lu tribe, maybe just half, he wouldn’t have ended up in such a critical condition.

Not good.

If he continued to let them beat him like this, he wouldn’t last long even with his strong physique,

Shao Xuan took a step forward and his hand reached for his blade as he rushed to help, but Gan Qie said, “Don’t come over.”

Shao Xuan immediately halted and returned to where he was. Since Gan Qie decided to fight alone, he would not interrupt, but if anything happened as a consequence, Gan Qie had to accept his fate.

Actually, Shao Xuan wasn’t exactly planning to help him. All he intended was to let Gan Qie know that he had to change his strategy. If he continued to fight like this, he would only be defeated.

Gan Qie continued to retreat under the pressure. Even though no one could tell what he felt by his expression, he was actually filled with a sense of helplessness and anger. He knew that these three were going to kill him and had even thought about how he should face his own tribesmen before after hearing the news from Robber Eleven that they had been enslaved. He was still hesitant against these three since they were once part of the same family. They were all Han tribesmen and they were most likely the only ones left in this world. The others had all died away in history.

As Gan Qie immersed himself in thought, bones cracked in his chest and he was propelled into the air. In the next moment, another puppet appeared behind him and punched with both fists. Before he even landed on the ground, one of them punched him into the air again.

This was truly a group attack. He was being surrounded and beaten up by these three puppets.

Suddenly, Gan Qie had a strange feeling, as if his soul suddenly left his body. All of a sudden, he became an onlooker watching his body being constantly attacked. Murderous energy emanated from the three attackers’ bodies as they fought. The eleven Han tribesmen who had their merged fire seed within them were already stronger than most ordinary humans, so clearly their attacks wouldn’t be weak.

Actually, Gan Qie had lost hope on living. His tribe no longer existed. In this world, there were no other Han tribesmen besides him. What meaning was there if he was the only one left?

But deep down in his heart, he had another thought. This was the same consciousness that pushed him to question those who had merged their fire seeds and those who had left their tribes and no longer lived like tribesmen. This thought was what made him seek for an answer, an answer that could convince him.

In this near-death moment, he was about to be killed by the three puppets. This was when a conclusion entered his mind.

In the sudden blackout, he suddenly flashbacked to a moment in the past. Eleven colourful figures appeared in his memory and they were discussing something. He knew that this was the time when their shaman had called them over to have a final discussion on their fire seed’s fate. At that time, they were ready to sacrifice their lives for their tribe and their fire seed.

Suddenly, in the abysmal space, the colourful figures began to fade. The first few to disappear were the ones who were already badly injured. One after the next, they began to disappear and finally, only one of them was left.

That was Gan Qie himself.

Had the Han tribe disappeared?

No, it was still here.

As long as he lived, the Han tribe would live on, even if he was the only one left in the tribe.

He could be the walking proof that the Han tribe previously walked the earth once and had not disappeared in the historical timeline.

Poof poof poof!

The three puppets had six hands. Sharp claws pierced Gan Qie at his shoulder blades, his chest, and his back. His spine was about to be cut at this moment. Two other arms were propelled towards Gan Qie but were suddenly grasped by both his hands.