"Holy Protector?" Jiang Wen asked, puzzled. He wasn't too worried about Wuming's safety. When he first found her, she had already survived independently in the desert for a long time, and her physical strength alone was comparable to Jiang Wen's current strength.
Jiang Wen even suspected that Wuming might have other abilities, but she hadn't revealed them, so he had no way of knowing.
In contrast, Jiang Wen didn't sense anyone particularly threatening in this Grand Manor. Even those giant puppets tens of feet tall were no match for Wuming.
He could tell that Jasmine was very afraid of those colorful terracotta figures flying in the air. This audacious girl actually had such a moment. Jiang Wen thought she was fearless, so he became somewhat interested in these terracotta figures.
"Holy Protectors are those who guard the Holy Child. They usually stay by the Holy Child's side. These Holy Protectors are all very powerful, and one person is enough to match dozens of Heavenly Giants! I once saw them in action. Facing hundreds of rebels, only one of them came. And that one person tore the entire rebel army into pieces," Jasmine said, still with lingering fear when she recalled that scene. Perhaps that unparalleled scene was too shocking, making it hard for her to forget.
"Do you know? Those were hundreds of Transcendent Realm Mech-Warriors. In any of the Five Capitals, they would be enough to become a local tyrant. But such a powerful force was just a toy in the hands of the Holy Protector."
Jiang Wen had already seen the distribution of martial power among the mechs from Tuo Quan's memories.
Ordinary mechs pursuing strength would modify their bodies. They called these mechs Mech-Warriors. But no matter how they modified themselves, the mech's body would eventually have a limit. At this point, they would need to drink the Holy Mother's flesh and blood to strengthen themselves, and then use spirit crystals to temper their bodies, thus entering the Transcendent Realm.
Even Jasmine was a fervent believer in the Great Emperor Wuji, a true fangirl among fangirls.
"So, do you know how powerful these Holy Protectors are now? Each of them is at least a Martial Combat Realm Mech-Warrior, and some are even Martial God Realm! That's why I'm so worried about Wuming-jie's safety, going out there so rashly," Jasmine said anxiously, looking at the situation outside the Grand Manor. Wuming had already engaged with those Holy Protectors.
"Don't worry, Wuming is very strong. But, Holy Protectors?" Jiang Wen chuckled softly.
He had observed those Holy Protectors earlier and knew their true strength. In terms of the Great Completion Realm, these Holy Protectors were only in the late stages of Lighting the Lamp.
If a Life Fire Realm cultivator were here, one person would be enough to easily kill these Holy Protectors.
"No, Wuming-jie definitely can't hold on. I have to think of a way to save her," Jasmine said, not hearing Jiang Wen's words at all. She anxiously thought of a way in place, when suddenly, several screams came.
"How is this possible!"
"What exactly are you! Why are you so powerful!"
…
Upon hearing the sounds, Jasmine quickly looked over, only to see the once high and mighty Holy Protectors now in pieces at the periphery of the Grand Manor. Their colorful terracotta bodies were cut in two by a sword, their limbs severed by Wuming, and they could only lie on the ground, looking at Wuming in disbelief.
Endless guards surged towards Wuming, but Wuming was expressionless, striding into the Grand Manor. No one could stop her along the way, and no mech could withstand her sword.
"So, so powerful!" Jasmine looked at this magical scene, amazed by Wuming's graceful figure. She had never imagined that a mech could so easily destroy the Holy Protectors.
"Let's go, Wuming has already cleared the way." Jiang Wen looked at Wuming walking towards the gate of the Grand Manor. The wide plaza was filled with the remains of countless mech guards.
The scene looked extremely tragic, with each guard's limbs severed, orange-yellow liquid flowing everywhere, splattering the entire periphery of the Grand Manor. Even several Heavenly Giants had their legs cut off by Wuming's sword and could only kneel on the ground, unable to move.
Although the scene was tragic, Jiang Wen knew that Wuming had held back. After all, as long as the soul core was not damaged, the mech could easily come back to life. They were not as fragile as human flesh and blood, unable to withstand any serious injuries. Even if the mech was chopped into pieces, as long as the soul core was not broken, they could still be resurrected. At most, they would just have a different body and be somewhat unaccustomed to it.
This was why Jasmine said that battles between mechs usually did not involve the soul core. This was a rule set by the Five Capitals Alliance, the last protection for the mechs.
Walking through the passage filled with mech corpses, Jasmine followed behind Jiang Wen, feeling excited and nervous. She had never seen such a scene before, and had never even heard of anyone breaking into the Grand Manor.
But today, she saw it.
Just one person, wielding one sword. Could cut through the entire defensive force of the Grand Manor's periphery. Even the Holy Protectors were nothing more than defeated under her sword.
This was the situation that Jasmine had fantasized about countless times. She had imagined herself possessing such amazing power, being able to break into the Grand Manor alone and rescue her sister gracefully.
But every time she woke up from her dream, a sense of powerlessness and loss would come. The gap between reality and dreams was too great, and sometimes she would even feel despair.
She once thought that the Grand Manor was unbreakable, and no one could break into it. But today, Jasmine saw another world.
Passing through several gates, the towering Grand Manor appeared before them.
White bricks and green tiles, a winding river flowing under the bridge. Two triangular buildings suddenly appeared, emitting a soft white light under the sun.
"Intruders, stop here."
On the plaza, a giant bronze giant holding a halberd stared indifferently at the approaching Wuming.
It issued a warning, its body covered in cyan and yellow. The halo behind it was filled with light, overlooking everyone like a god.
"This! This is! The legendary Holy Spirit…" Jasmine was shocked by the giant bronze giant. She suddenly seemed to think of something, and the expression on her face changed drastically.
"Let's run!" Jasmine said anxiously. "Quick, tell Wuming-jie to come back!"
"Why?" Jiang Wen asked calmly.
"Don't you know what this bronze giant in front of us is?! Haven't you heard of the Holy Spirit?!" Jasmine was frantic, almost crying. "We can't defeat the Holy Spirit! They are the Holy Mother's loyal guards, the defenders of the gods!"
"I once thought these were all legends, but I didn't expect to see the Holy Spirit here. Wuming-jie… Wuming-jie is no match for the Holy Spirit…" As Jasmine spoke, she saw the circle behind the bronze giant light up, its entire body slowly flying up, the halberd in its hand becoming even more radiant.
"It's too late… the Holy Spirit has already awakened. We will all die here…" Jasmine realized the arrival of despair. She looked at the flying bronze giant and sat down on the spot in despair. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have lured you here, it's all my fault, it's all my… I'm sorry."
Jasmine lowered her head and cried softly, feeling guilty for what she had done. If she hadn't repeatedly told them about the Grand Manor, perhaps Wuming and Jiang Wen wouldn't have encountered such danger.
I'm so selfish. Jasmine thought.
"Why are you crying? Is this Holy Spirit very powerful?" Jiang Wen looked at the Holy Spirit in Jasmine's mouth. He had seen tens of thousands of these things in the Feather God Temple.
"I, you don't understand. No one can be a match for the Holy Spirit, unless the Holy Mother is alive…" Before Jasmine could finish her words, she saw Wuming leap high and cut off the Holy Spirit's head with one sword.
"…Ah?" She looked at the situation in the distance blankly, then looked at Jiang Wen in a daze again.
"I, did I see wrong? The Holy Spirit, had its head cut off."
