Free Web NovelThe sound of Beijing opera, as if from another lifetime, still echoed in his ears.
Before Li Mo's eyes, a biting wind swept across, making the densely packed enemy formation resemble a lake with ripples; it was a bizarre and malevolent Divine Intention formed by various Wuling totems.
How did the rest of the song go?
His memory was blurry, and he had no time to ponder it further.
Bang—
He charged ahead, crashing into the enemy formation. The power of the Sixty-Square Troops' formation made him seem like a god. His starry pestle unleashed a gale, instantly shattering dozens of soldiers imbued with totem power who met him head-on, turning them into a rain of blood, which was finally blocked by the protection of an evil turtle Wuling totem.
A red mist splattered, seemingly still carrying a lingering warmth.
He was like a sharp spearhead, plunging fiercely into this dense encirclement of flesh and blades, and charging towards his target.
The sound of armor shattering, flesh dissolving, and Wuling totems roaring mingled together.
“Avenge the Young Clan Chief!”
The rattan shields parted, and a figure two people tall charged out. He was clad in heavy armor, and hard shells grew on his exposed skin. Behind him, the evil turtle totem from before flickered.
He was equivalent to an Inner Scenery martial artist, but he had no Inner Scenery of his own; his entire being had been dedicated to the Wuling, and the Wuling was his Inner Scenery.
He swung his long-handled golden melon hammer, bringing it down with the roar of an evil turtle.
Clang—
A metallic clang, like the earth shaking and mountains quaking, erupted.
The golden melon hammer was shattered by Forty's blow, its fragments piercing dozens of rattan armors, and its owner met the same fate as Hélián Wù.
Even the evil turtle Wuling image flickered violently.
The war colossi did not move quickly.
But at this moment, four distinct ones blocked his path, and going around them was not realistic.
“Roar—”
One was a standing human-faced snake, one a Disaster Beast, one a Zhu Yan, and the black water evil turtle from before. They each augmented the warriors of their respective tribes, and at the same time, they mechanically moved their bodies, crushing down on this group of men.
It was like four small mountains collapsing.
Their targets were not solely Li Mo, but also the Green Wood Iron Cavalry who charged with him.
As long as the Iron Cavalry suffered casualties, the power of the military formation supporting him would naturally weaken. By then, let alone him being merely in the Guan Shen Realm, even an Outer Scenery expert would be encircled and killed by the army.
“Stabilize the Mountains!”
Li Mo's Cloud Steed's four hooves smoked, making the already slow evil turtle colossus even more sluggish. The Cloud Steed then charged straight up along the pillar-like turtle leg.
With one hammer blow, the immense force propelled by the military formation's power caused spiderweb cracks to instantly spread across the hard bronze, and a tremendous wave of Qi erupted from within.
This bronze statue, a Legacy of thousands of years, let out a mournful groan of unbearable weight, collapsing like a mountain of gold and a pillar of jade.
The shattered power of sentient beings within transformed into streams of black specters, rushing out with the Qi wave.
“The Turtle Venerable's Wuling image is shattered?!”
In front of the palace, the Hall Master of Hundred Beasts stood with his arms crossed, his pupils trembling uncontrollably. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com
Even for an Outer Scenery expert, breaking a Wuling colossus would likely not be so easy.
Could this kid truly bear the full power of those thousands of Iron Cavalry's military formation?
“And that’s not all.”
Han Zhen's blood-patterned arm continuously absorbed the Qi and blood of both sides.
The military formation power of just those Green Wood Iron Cavalry, even with the enhancement of the Battle Intent Heavenly Sound, would not be enough to achieve such a feat.
That kid possessed a great secret no less significant than an Ancestral Spirit!
“What exactly does he intend to do?”
The Great Wind tribe's Wuling's eyes flickered.
As long as the Wuling image remained, with enough power from sentient beings, they could live forever. But if no one believed in them anymore, they would vanish.
The Calamity Water Turtle originally had hopes of revival, but now that its Wuling image was broken, if the National Master did not intervene to reshape it, it might never reappear in the world.
Similarly, if their Wuling images also took a hammer blow from that kid...
“It's me.”
Han Zhen's face was grim. Suddenly, he threw his head back and laughed, his Qi and blood surging as he did so:
“He, a Guan Shen Realm cultivator, wants to... in the midst of ten thousand troops...”
“Kill this Venerable?!”
The Disaster Beast Incarnations' expressions changed.
If Han Zhen died,
Who would gather the dashang national luck? Who would repair the Bronze Divine Tree?
Many of them had been awakened by Han Zhen.
Their eyes reflected the Battle Intent wolf smoke, standing firm in the black tide, getting closer and closer, /N_o_v_e_l_i_g_h_t/ impossible to extinguish.
“Bring that kid's head back and offer it to the National Master for wine!”
The hideous and terrifying figures vanished into the temple.
“Turtle God!”
The warriors of the Hélián tribe all had bloodshot eyes, swarming forward with even greater disregard for death.
And the other three war colossi...
The scorching heat turned Li Mo's armor red. Black specters, formed from the power of sentient beings, constantly Entanglement him, only to be evaporated by his Battle Intent and the strength of the military formation, emitting piercing wails.
But he was ultimately bogged down by the mire-like power of sentient beings. This method was utterly unlike anything a martial artist could possess, and he had never anticipated it before.
He couldn't possibly order the Green Wood Iron Cavalry charging with him to retreat now.
Cavalry charging into battle would only stop if they died or if they broke through the enemy formation.
On the city wall.
“Rong Yuan Military Crossbow, prepare! Clear the way for the Commander and Li Shaoxia!”
Wu Lang roared, his bloody, bone-visible hand pulling the crossbow string, forcefully drawing it back, and loading the last trebuchet.
“Fire!”
At his command, the weapons of war spewed out sharp gusts of wind.
The gusts of wind struck the Wuling colossi, sparking bright flames.
This attack did not destroy any of the colossi, but it achieved its strategic objective: delaying the time it took for the colossi to descend.
And it was precisely during this brief moment...
Qu Sheng arrived.
The Great Commander of Green Wood wore no armor, only a white robe, yet he was at the very front of his cavalry troop. As his long spear swept wide, a swath of men and armor shattered around him.
By the time he reached this point, his mixed cavalry and infantry formation had suffered heavy losses, with comrades falling every minute.
However, he stared at the war colossus and sharply spurred his horse.
The snow-treading White Dragon carried him, like a fleeting glimpse of a startled swan.
Hum—
A spear shadow streaked across the sky, instantly passing by the most agile Zhu Yan colossus, striking fiercely at the weak point of its ankle.
Woo!!
The Zhu Yan colossus let out a painful bronze roar. One of its legs was forcibly swept and bent, no longer able to support its terrifying weight.
Another war colossus fell, and the entire battlefield suddenly shook.
The next moment.
Zheng—
The sound of the zither rang out again. Li Mo's Green Wood Iron Cavalry, organized into hundred-man squares, instantly changed formation. Each square seemed to transform into a massive iron scale, forming a swimming Dragon.
Li Mo had only recently given Ying Bing the Black Scale Formation.
Not only had she mastered the Black Scale Formation, but she had even innovated upon it?
The swimming Dragon collided with the human-faced snake colossus, and dazzling sparks erupted between the scales, the grinding sound almost setting one's teeth on edge.
“Since you dared to charge our formation, then stay!”
The Disaster Beast colossus seemed to be the most intelligent among them, actually speaking human words.
It had stopped moving earlier; was it brewing something?
Its bronze mouth opened.
The large dog-shaped Disaster Beast bronze statue opened its enormous mouth. Flames spread in rings of light from the inscriptions on its body, finally converging in its mouth.
Pfft—
The moisture in the air was instantly evaporated as a swirling flame Dragon surged back!
