For example, the Soul Break on the foreign races' arrows is precisely to break through Northern Spiritual Energy, and the reason their bodies are cultivated so tough is also to resist Northern Spiritual Energy.
So does that mean using the power of the soul can break open these people's Armor?
The strength of the power of the soul is related to one's own cultivation; as one's strength grows and improves, the power of the soul will also become correspondingly stronger.
For instance, a cultivator of the Zhu Xin Jing System is definitely much stronger than a cultivator in the Zhiyi Boundary, but since they ultimately haven't deliberately cultivated it, they naturally can't compare to Ling Zhenfei's power of the soul.
But what about the body? Although a cultivator's bodily lightness will also improve according to their cultivation level, there is no power of the soul inside the body.
If one were to use one's cultivated power of the soul to attack the body, what would happen?
Ling Zhenfei had this thought flash slightly through his mind, but it was only a thought.
After thinking for a moment, Ling Zhenfei temporarily dismissed the idea, because he heard the sound of arrows tearing through the air.
The arrows pierced through the Wu Liang and shot straight toward Ling Zhenfei; clearly those Bird People archers didn't know there were still two people inside.
When the arrows struck the protective shield of the power of the soul, they were all deflected off-course and hit the ground.
Boom!
A blast of Northern Spiritual Energy landed solidly on the Wu Liang, making the entire Wu Liang shudder.
At this moment a figure rushed in; it turned out to be Jiang Muxue.
"Mr. Ling can't hold on any longer, Master told us to retreat quickly."
The clothes on Jiang Muxue's body were somewhat torn; clearly she had also just gone through a round of battle and looked rather battered.
Ling Zhenfei said, "The treatment is at a critical point right now. If I leave now, this man will definitely die."
Jiang Muxue froze for a moment, clearly not expecting things to be like this; she had originally promised Ling Zhenfei that no one would disturb him.
But what she had said was that people from the Shu Mountain Sword Sect wouldn't disturb Ling Zhenfei; who could have imagined that the foreign races would suddenly launch an assault, and such a fierce assault at that.
Jiang Muxue said, "Then what should we do, what should we do?"
She really looked extremely anxious, staring at the person lying on the bed, as if she was about to burst into tears.
Ling Zhenfei of course didn't know what to do either; staying really might cost them their lives, but if he didn't stay to continue the treatment, this man was as good as dead.
After hesitating again and again, with the impacts of Northern Spiritual Energy outside growing stronger and stronger, Jiang Muxue said, "Brother Zhu, I'm sorry. I want to save you too, but I really have no way.
Now that the foreign races are attacking, we can only leave first. If there's a next life, I hope we won't come to this Foreign Land again, and won't have any disputes at all.
But don't worry, once you die I won't live on alone either. I'll kill a few more of the foreign races, and best if they kill me too. If they can't kill me, I'll kill myself to accompany you."
As she spoke, Jiang Muxue's tears flowed, she truly looked heartbroken.
Seeing this, Ling Zhenfei didn't even know what to say. What the hell is this situation, how did it turn into this? This Jiang Muxue is way too infatuated, she's actually thinking about dying for love.
Just then, with a sudden crack, one of the supporting beams of the Wu Liang snapped clean through.
Everyone knew the foreign races had arrived.
Jiang Muxue said to Ling Zhenfei, "Senior Brother Ling, thank you. Give up, the foreign races are here."
Ling Zhenfei said, "Won't you let me try a bit longer?"
Jiang Muxue shook her head and said, "We can't drag you down for Brother Zhu's sake."
As she spoke, Jiang Muxue pointed her treasured sword at the man on the bed.
"Brother Zhu, I'm sorry. Better I end it myself than let the foreign races kill you, so you won't suffer more."
After she finished, Jiang Muxue was about to strike, when Ling Zhenfei hurriedly said, "Can you really bear to do it yourself?"
Jiang Muxue's sword indeed stopped; facing the man she loved, how could she bear to strike?
Ling Zhenfei said, "Alright, I'll do the dirty work. You go."
Jiang Muxue wiped the tears from her face and said, "I'll trouble Senior Brother Ling, I'll go first, you follow after."
She finished, glanced at the man on the bed, then walked out of the Wu Liang, her expression one of utter despair.
Ling Zhenfei looked at the man on the bed and said with a smile, "I really don't know what kind of blessings you cultivated in your past life. Such a good girl actually wants to die for you."
When Ling Zhenfei said this, his heart trembled with emotion; he wondered whether, after he died, there would be any girl who would take things so hard. But then thinking about it, that made no sense—he'd be dead already, why drag another person down? What kind of thinking is that?
Then another thought occurred to him: if he gave up on this kid and left on his own, would Jiang Muxue really kill herself?
Thinking of Jiang Muxue, Ling Zhenfei felt a twinge in his heart; it would be a real pity for such a beautiful girl to die.
With that thought, Ling Zhenfei couldn't help but make a decision in his heart—to go all out and save this man.
By now Jiang Muxue should already have left; outside came the sounds of weapons clashing, and the heavy footsteps of foreign race giants.
With a boom, the Wu Liang was smashed half-collapsed by a giant's huge club.
The entire Wu Liang was just a Magic Artifact to begin with, originally just a small object manifested with Northern Spiritual Energy.
Now that half of it was destroyed, the Magic Artifact was effectively ruined; the entire Wu Liang vanished, exposing Ling Zhenfei and that kid directly to the open air.
Now Ling Zhenfei could see clearly: humans had already retreated into the forest, while the foreign races were pressing forward in force.
The humans were all falling back; it couldn't be said that humans had been defeated, just that they were temporarily avoiding the edge of the blade, not letting the foreign races win in one push.
The reason there is such an open field around the Supreme Divine Palace is precisely to prepare for launching large-scale group assaults.
In the forest it's impossible to conduct battles on such a large scale; only in such flat terrain can the advantages of giants, cavalry, and archers be brought into play.
The deep forest is suited for solo fights, where those sent out are Demon Hunters. Once you're out here, it's all about organized armies.
The way these armies attack is on a completely different level from how Demon Hunters fight.
They are entirely two different things; even if there really are experts who can fight one against a hundred, they still wouldn't dare rashly take on a regular army, because group formations aren't something one or two people can handle.
Humans here are all cultivators, not soldiers. Although they might manage in single combat, if they really went up against an army, the first gap would be in coordination, and that gap would be enormous.
There were still some cultivators near Ling Zhenfei resisting while retreating; generally, those holding the rear were all very powerful cultivators.
Ling Zhenfei saw Song Yun, saw Yun Bai, saw Du E and the others.
These people were among the powerhouses of the human side; there were also some old men whom Ling Zhenfei didn't know.
These people were even stronger; they were those who had already come to the Foreign Land twenty years ago, so their strength was all the more formidable. They used their powerful Northern Spiritual Energy to block the attacks of the foreign races, allowing the cultivators under their command to retreat safely into the forest.