Chen Yifei seemed to understand what this ancient storage of warfare was about.
The law enforcement officer on the boat had said that the ancient storage of the divine path was the embodiment of the divine nature of the divine path among humans. It contained all the accumulations of humanity on a certain path over tens of thousands of years...
Initially, Chen Yifei didn't have a clear concept, but the current scene immediately reminded him of a term from the previous era -
Storage.
The ancient storage of warfare was like a super storage device, gathering all the "war" and "killing" of humanity since the beginning of history and refreshing them with some logic. The trial part they were in should be the edge area of this storage device.
This trench before them seemed to retain a segment of war history. Once someone entered this area, it would be triggered, and as long as they left, the projection of murderous aura inside would automatically reset...
No wonder the law enforcement officer told them to do what they could. In this mode, as long as the participating law enforcement officers didn't act recklessly, they could ensure their own safety by immediately running away once they felt they couldn't win. It was perfectly suitable for them, a group of rookies, to gain experience.
Chen Yifei stepped into the trench again. This time, he didn't retreat but walked straight towards the ten soldiers.
"It's that Qin army's lackey! Kill him!!"
The ten soldiers shouted loudly and rushed towards Chen Yifei with their spears. In this narrow terrain, there was no other choice but to face the enemy directly.
The dark, bloodstained spear tips pierced through the air but did not touch Chen Yifei's body. That crimson figure lightly avoided the trajectory of the spears and crossed several steps in the blink of an eye. A dagger flashing with cold light slashed across the throat of the first soldier.
Immediately after, three spears whistled and stabbed towards him!
These soldiers were different from those scum on Bingquan Street. They were obviously trained. Both their coordination with each other and the angle of their attacks were extremely tricky.
Chen Yifei held the dagger and retreated continuously in the trench, avoiding the fiercely stabbing spear tips. At the same time, he forcefully pushed off the wall with his foot!
His body leaped into the air, directly over the wall of spears, and landed ghostly in the center of the group.
The hem of his theatrical robe curled into an arc, and the snowy cold light instantly took away the lives of three people. In this close-quarters situation, the flexibility of the dagger far surpassed that of the spears. The soldiers simply couldn't react and fell one after another.
In just a short confrontation, Chen Yifei had killed four people.
He turned back to look at the bodies lying in the pool of blood, feeling a strange sensation in his heart... He didn't know how he did it. The move he just made, leaping into the air with the help of the wall and then slaying everyone, was completely instinctual for him. He didn't think at all in that moment.
It was as if... he was born knowing how to kill people most efficiently.
After slaying four soldiers in succession, Chen Yifei watched as their bodies turned into black mist and entered his own body. At the same time, an inexplicable desire emerged in his mind.
This feeling was hard to describe. It was like walking out of a gangster movie theater, unconsciously standing tall with arrogant eyes, looking at everyone as if they were punks, with a strange confidence.
Under the baptism of murderous aura, his soul desired more intense battles, longing for more blood and fire.
Chen Yifei's eyes flashed with fierceness. He did not hesitate to attack again, rushing towards the remaining six soldiers!
A crimson figure danced in the crowd. With Chen Yifei's flexibility, the advantage of long weapons vanished. The six soldiers fought and retreated in the trench, unable to withstand the tricky attack angles of the dagger.
Finally, under Chen Yifei's fierce attack, their coordination showed flaws. As the first figure was killed by Chen Yifei, more and more figures fell successively.
Blood soaked the ground, and a chilling murderous aura filled the entire trench, then was all absorbed into the body of that crimson figure.
"Lackey... you won't die a good death..."
Chen Yifei's dagger pierced into the chest of the last soldier. The latter's bloodshot eyes stared at him fixedly, and blood emerged from his throat. Only after saying these words did he fall into the pool of blood.
The last murderous aura drilled into Chen Yifei's body. He looked down at the corpses scattered everywhere and spoke thoughtfully:
"Qin army lackey... I don't know which projection of war this is?"
Chen Yifei had little understanding of history and no interest in learning about it. For him, the urgent matter was to steal the foundation of the Bingshen Dao as soon as possible.
Just as he was preparing to leave this ravine, the ground under his feet suddenly trembled!
In the sky of the ancient Bingdao treasury, the clouds surged, and the black giant sword piercing through the heavens and earth finally revealed its true form little by little in the clouds. In the unreachable sky, a faint light shone from the end of the sword handle, where a dark red gem was like a star!
At this moment, Chen Yifei felt the murderous aura within him begin to boil, as if something had locked onto him in the darkness.
Wait...
Why does this feeling seem so familiar?
Just as Chen Yifei was lost in thought, a black ribbon extended from the gem on the sword handle, passing through the clouds like a snake and flying straight towards him!
...
Meanwhile, in other areas of the ancient Bingdao treasury.
"Idiots! With so many people, can't you even handle three murderous aura projections?!"
In a small ravine, seven enforcers, unskilled with their swords and knives, were retreating step by step under the attack of three armored soldiers.
Yan Xicai and Pu Wen stood outside the ravine, watching this arduous battle, and couldn't help but curse,
"Seven against three, and you can't even win? How have you been serving as enforcers for these past few years??"
The seven enforcers in the ravine felt helpless.
They had indeed served as enforcers in Jiguang City for three years, but what era was it now? Enforcers now traveled with guns, and practicing gun skills was infinitely more useful than practicing close combat. How many people still practiced melee weapons?
Unfortunately... their guns had all been stolen by the Fire Manipulators.
Without guns, they had to pick up nearby melee weapons to fight, but in terms of close combat, they had barely held swords or knives. How could they compete with soldiers who had experienced countless battles in human history?
Thus, even though they had found a ravine with only three murderous aura projections and launched a full-scale attack, they were still being suppressed... making Yan Xicai beside them jump in anger.
"Brother Pu, hurry up and help... If I watch this anymore, I'm afraid I can't help but kill all these idiots," Yan Xicai said to Pu Wen beside him, restraining his anger.
Pu Wen nodded and reached into his sleeve, pulling out a piece of rice paper once again.
"Freeze," he whispered to the three soldiers.
As the word "freeze" on the rice paper disappeared, the three armored soldiers froze in place simultaneously. The other enforcers finally relaxed and swung their swords and knives at them.