The crowd gazed at Zhang Jiao, who stood suspended in the void, his eyes filled with white light, his Daoist robe billowing. Faint traces of lightning still coiled around the positions where the two Liao deputy generals had stood, dark blood seeping from the void.
While Zhang Jiao had been wielding his silver orb, ruthlessly suppressing and killing the two Liao deputy generals, over on the other side, Changsun Wuji had conjured his nine-tiered treasure pagoda. Bathed in golden radiance, it shone like a great bell, directly capturing the Qin Feng Hou, Yelü Xian, within its confines.
Yelü Xian, with his Guiyuan Yuan Qi erupting, unleashed a torrent of blade energy. Within the golden nine-tiered pagoda, tens of thousands of blade strikes flashed, a cacophony of impacts against its walls.
The nine-tiered pagoda was engulfed in lightning, its blade strikes sharp and fierce. Cracks began to appear, spreading rapidly across its surface. The treasure pagoda swayed precariously in the void, its light flaring intensely, as if Yelü Xian would break free at any moment!
Changsun Wuji remained serene, his eyes devoid of fear, showing no sign of panic. Facing the trembling, rattling pagoda, he let out a soft chuckle. "You think you can escape?"
"The moment you, Qin Feng Hou Yelü Xian, were apprehended, your fate was sealed. Rest assured, I will not grant you an easy death," Changsun Wuji murmured to himself. "Killing the heart is the supreme strategy."
The nine-tiered pagoda swayed in the void, its golden light brilliant, its roaring resonance continuous. Inside, Yelü Xian attacked frantically, blade energy crisscrossing, his entire Yuan power unleashed without reservation.
"Hmph! Futile struggle. Why bother resisting!!"
Changsun Wuji snorted coldly and reached out towards the void. A thousand-foot-long whip, appearing from an unknown origin, materialized in the void. It resembled a thunderous dragon, soaring through the air. The whip struck the void with a crack that echoed for miles, leaving behind an area of darkness illuminated by crackling lightning.
Rumble~~
Crack~~
Snap~~
A crisp roaring sound was heard. Thousands of eyes turned skyward. The giant of light belonging to the Great Sage Teacher Zhang Jiao had barely subsided when a thousand-foot-long lightning whip streaked across the heavens, radiating faint blue light, as if tearing apart the long, dark night. It instantly appeared in Changsun Wuji's hand.
The Dragon of Thunder, a thousand-foot-long whip, sent shivers down everyone's spines. Especially the void where the whip struck, even Zhang Han could not help but swallow his saliva, his grip tightening on his battle saber. With a single lash of this whip, who among those below Guiyuan would dare challenge the heavens!
Even a divine being would likely bow in submission!
Zhang Han lowered his head, gazing at the battlefield, and roared, "Prisoner Army, charge!!"
"Wind!"
"Great Wind!"
"Blood will not dry, battle will not cease!"
Waves of desolate battle horns, crossing the river of history, thundered through the nine heavens!
Led by Zhang Han, the prisoner army relentlessly harvested the heads of the Liao army. The battle was a complete rout. Corpses, buried deep in the earth, stained the ground a crimson hue. The land itself seemed to mourn!
Hum~~
In the void, the black radiance of the Han Yue Divine Weapon reappeared. The black dragon, as usual, coiled upon the divine weapon, roaring at the sky!
The black dragon let out a furious roar, its claws spread like a celestial net on either side of the Han Yue Divine Weapon. For a brief moment, heaven and earth blazed brightly, echoing the thousand-foot-long lightning whip in Changsun Wuji's hand.
One side was as black as the nine netherworlds, as dark as the abyss!
The other side, with its faint blue light, swept across the heavens, lightning striking for thousands of miles!
The next moment, the divine weapon struck with immense force. The black dragon roared towards the sky, shattering heaven and earth, sending shattered corpses flying!
"The heavens are dead, the Yellow Heaven shall rise, the year is Jia Zi, all under heaven is auspicious!!"
Thousands of Yellow Turban warriors roared towards the sky. A golden figure suddenly appeared behind them. This yellow figure, wearing a yellow turban, with its upper body bare, stood thousands of feet tall, an unscalable, awe-inspiring presence!
"Charge!!"
The golden figure strode into the midst of the vast army. The earth thundered, heaven and earth shook, blood sprayed everywhere, and shrill screams resounded once more!
With a single palm strike from the golden figure, a gale swept through, accompanied by thunder and wind. A bottomless pit instantly appeared in the Liao camp, electricity crackling within, shattered corpses scattered, and fresh blood splattered!
Boom~~
Sizzle~~
Whoosh~~
In the void, the thousand-foot-long whip, wielded by Changsun Wuji, lashed out like a divine dragon striking the heavens, whipping the nine heavens. A streak of lightning light accompanied it, striking the nine-tiered pagoda.
Snap~~
Snap~~
Snap~~
"Ah!!"
"Ah!!"
Harrowing screams emanated from within the nine-tiered pagoda. Traces of blood seeped from its confines, flowing along the cracks in its surface, filling the structure!
The nine-tiered pagoda radiated a scarlet glow, swaying in the void. On this battlefield, akin to purgatory, it appeared even more sinister. This gruesome spectacle further crumbled the psychological defense of the Liao army.
Snap~~
Snap~~
Snap~~
The thousand-foot-long lightning whip struck the nine-tiered pagoda furiously. A single whip swept across the heavens with incredible speed, appearing as if thousands of whips were striking simultaneously, a dense crisscross in the void.
"Ah!!"
Rumble~~
The pagoda's body instantly burst open, revealing a bloodied Yelü Xian. He was extremely weak, his hands falling limply from his battle saber, his body collapsing powerlessly towards the ground!
Hum~~
The thousand-foot-long whip shot out from Changsun Wuji's hand, instantly engulfing Yelü Xian in the void.
Changsun Wuji turned to look at Zhang Jiao, a smile playing on his lips. But to the tens of thousands of soldiers, it was a murderous smile, cold and chilling!
Zhang Jiao nodded slightly and pointed. In the sky, a sea of lightning instantly coalesced, its deep blue light illuminating the earth. From this sea of lightning, nine heavens divine thunder continuously erupted, striking Yelü Xian's body. It was as if a divine being was punishing a demon, with rumbling celestial thunder and dragons coiled in the sky!
The celestial thunder rolled, ceaselessly whipping Yelü Xian. The nine heavens divine thunder, under Zhang Jiao's control, was carefully metered, keeping Yelü Xian on the brink of death. It appeared awe-inspiring but was merely superficial, lacking substance. It merely used the spectacle of Yelü Xian being whipped by divine thunder to completely shatter the resolve of the Liao people.
The kings, marquises, and generals of Liao were no different. For the common soldiers, was there any hope of survival? Killing the heart and disintegrating from within!
In the void, Du Ruhui's eyes were like an abyss. After the silver orb filled the void and the thousand-foot-long lightning whip spanned the heavens, a smile touched Du Ruhui's lips. Since the Great Sage Teacher and Changsun Wuji had both dealt with their opponents, how could he be left behind!