Free Web NovelChapter 939: Chapter 187 Floating Map Pure Land
Outside Ding Jingshan’s Floating Island, the Sea Clan army had retreated, leaving the place suddenly seeming empty.
As the decidedly superior force, the Sea Clan army meticulously cleaned the battlefield during their retreat, leaving behind only some useless debris for Ding Jingshan’s Floating Island.
Ding Jingshan, without uttering a word, flew straight back to the summit in the center of the island.
He needed to do nothing more, for sitting there alone was enough to steady the hearts of his troops.
The island’s protective formation naturally had people organizing repairs, a process that would take a long time.
The injured cultivators were treated, and those unfortunate enough to have died in battle were buried... These matters were all being arranged by others. As the leader of Ding Jingshan’s Floating Island, after a fierce great battle, he found himself with nothing to do.
Ding Jingshan sat alone at the summit, pondered, and then accessed the Sea Border Ranking.
Reluctant and heartbroken as he was, as the leader in charge of defending the area, he had to have a clear understanding of the losses incurred by the war.
His gaze moved over the dimmed names and abruptly stopped.
He saw Jiang Wang’s name.
This name, unbeknownst to him, had turned green!
The number beside the name was still changing!
It was almost frantically jumping.
Ninety-nine, one hundred...
It finally settled at one hundred and four!
The lad was actually still alive, had managed to escape to another area, and had already completed his cleansing with gains to spare!
Ding Jingshan’s face, already unattractive and made even more so by the casualties of war, couldn’t help but twist into a grin, drawing a rather unsightly smile.
"Island Master," Fu Yanqing, who came to take over the post-battle efforts, emerged from the shadows with some confusion, "Is there any good news?" Ding Jingshan glanced at him, "This general’s vision in lending support is still quite reliable! Later, you go collect the debt, principal and interest, we’ll make a tidy profit from him!"
Fu Yanqing then understood. Amidst the devastation, this indeed counted as good news.
After all, he himself had personally sent Jiang Wang away. Even though the war had ended, and breaking through at this time seemed meaningless, under the Sea Clan army’s siege of the island, the very act of a human race warrior breaking through was significant in itself.
"Your vision, naturally, is infallible."
After a moment, he couldn’t help but turn his head and look at the Sea Border Ranking for a while.
Then he turned back and said, "Chu Mi is dead."
When he said this, his voice was even and showed no fluctuations.
On the Sea Border Ranking, Chu Mi’s name had permanently grayed out.
"Many people have died, such is war," said Ding Jingshan.
To Chu Mi’s death, they all felt regret, but it was a regret similar to that felt for any cultivator who died in battle on the island. There was only regret, no guilt.
Because Chu Mi’s desertion in the face of battle was a fact. For Ding Jingshan’s Floating Island, they had actually given Chu Mi the chance to redeem himself with merits.
"Yes, this is the Lost World," said Fu Yanqing.
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What a massacre.
It went on until heads rolled and blood flew in all directions. freeωebnovēl.c૦m
The immense disparity in strength was not something that could be crossed with courage alone.
As the killing went on, more and more of the Sea Clan chose to flee. They preferred to die elsewhere rather than face Jiang Wang’s sword again.
But not many could escape.
Jiang Wang completely unleashed his killer instinct, his sword Longing unmatched in sharpness, shrieking continuously, he nearly caught up with every Sea Clan he could, killing them one by one.
Be fast, even faster. Be ruthless, even more ruthless. Spare no one, forgive no one.
Kill! Kill! Kill!
All Dao Techniques and sword styles adhered solely to the objective of slaughter, focusing only on killing the opponent.
Every step was a kill, and every swordstroke claimed a life.
In this extreme focus on slaughter, a faint glimmer of spiritual light was brewing, as if about to touch upon something.
"What’s happening? How could there be so many from the Sea Clan here? And..."
"Be careful!"
The rapidly approaching voices roused Jiang Wang from his dazed state.
At that moment, holding his sword, he suddenly realized he was surrounded by corpses!
A whole ten squads from the Sea Clan, a hundred Sea Race Warriors, and less than five had escaped from the Boundary River.
In a territory completely occupied by the Human Race, escaping from the Boundary River, they were not fated for a good end, but they no longer had the courage to battle Jiang Wang.
The two speaking were quite young and dressed in armor.
From the style of their armor, they appeared to be Monks of Yang Valley.
They had also noticed Jiang Wang by now, and the slightly taller one asked directly, "Who are you? Are all these Sea Clan on the ground killed by you?"
"Qi Country, Jiang Wang. Yes, I killed them," Jiang Wang responded succinctly.
Sheathing his sword, while tending simply to his injuries, he asked, "What area is this?"
In the chase that had started in the Ding Wei zone, he had already accumulated numerous injuries that he only now had time to tend to.
But his healing Dao Technique was hardly impressive; the slightly shorter cultivator couldn’t bear watching and flew over, saying, "Let me do it."
Skilfully forming a Seal Technique, azure Vitality like a gust of wind swept over Jiang Wang’s wounds. In an instant, even the pain seemed to dissolve.
The slightly taller cultivator, holding a heavy mace, looked at Jiang Wang with obvious respect, "This is Floating Map Pure Land. It looks like you just came from another area?"
Floating Map Pure Land?
That name seemed somewhat familiar...
But now was not the time to ponder.
"Yes, I just came from the Ding Wei zone," Jiang Wang immediately said. "I represent the Ding Wei zone coming to ask for help. The White Elephant King is leading a massive army, currently surrounding the Floating Island. Who is in charge here? Please, brother, report this quickly!"
"Brother, there’s no need to rush." Ding Jingshan was indeed the Colonel of Yang Valley, but the cultivator holding the mace didn’t seem to be in any rush, probably accustomed to these situations, "When the Lost World displacement occurs, the ongoing war usually halts. If the Ding Wei Floating Island wasn’t conquered before, there will be no problem now. If it was conquered before, rushing now is futile..."
"Ahem!" He probably realized his words were not very auspicious, and he changed the subject, "I forgot to introduce myself; my name is Chen Gen, and this is my brother..."
"Yan Jia." The slightly shorter one, while treating Jiang Wang, said with a smile, "Brother, are you also from the military? These injuries, they have some of our Yang Valley style!"
"I am not of military origin," Jiang Wang shook his head, still unable to ease his mind, "But what if it doesn’t stop? Before I came, the peril of the Ding Wei Floating Island was imminent. Please go report immediately."
"That’s true," said Chen Gen, "Experience has taught us to not make significant moves before exploring the details of the nearby regions. This is true for us, and it is true for the Sea Clan as well. That White Elephant King will definitely retreat. After finding out that the Ding Wei region has now moved closer to our Floating Map Pure Land, the only concern for that White Elephant King should be how to protect his own Sea Nest and neglect the others."
His tone was filled with confidence.
They themselves being Monks of Yang Valley, they certainly would not disregard their own Floating Map. And as cultivators who had been waging war in the Lost World for a long time, they surely knew the situation here better than Jiang Wang, and their judgement was more accurate.
Jiang Wang was persuaded and only at the moment he finally relaxed did he suddenly remember why the name Floating Map Pure Land seemed so familiar to him.
The father of Chongxuan Sheng, Chongxuan Mingtu, hadn’t he later assumed the name Chongxuan Futu?
Because Chongxuan Sheng rarely mentioned his father, Jiang Wang was not very sensitive to the name, causing a slow reaction.
Chongxuan Sheng had said his father died from exhaustion on the battlefield, but he had not mentioned where...
Could it have been within the Lost World?
Could it be that this place was related to Chongxuan Sheng’s father?
But if this place was linked to Chongxuan Futu, why then was the power entrenched here from Yang Valley?
"Brothers," Jiang Wang couldn’t help but ask, "Is this Floating Map Pure Land Yang Valley’s territory?"
Yan Jia opened his fingers, dispersing the swirling azure Vitality around his hand, ending the healing session.
He said with an easy expression, "Of course not! This land is the inherited Pure Land of the famous general Chongxuan Futu, a shared land of the Human Race. Not only our Yang Valley, but even Diao Hai Building and your Jueming Island have strongholds here!"
