Yun Yang snorted, but his expression was unforgiving as he said, "What are you talking about? What are you talking about? Whatever the initial promise is, it's what it is. What right do you have to let me go and we don't owe each other anything? I won't agree to it, anyone with a brain wouldn't agree to it. I really don't know if you're too smart or too stupid to actually come up with such a ridiculous argument. If you really want to be punished by heaven, continue to agree to the idea that we don't owe each other anything and see how heaven's will judges it. What's the saying? Good and evil will always be reincarnated, who will heaven spare? The Four Seasons Tower is so domineering, maybe heaven's punishment won't be directed at you. Why don't you try it? "
The four Venerable Ones were so angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas were in Nirvana.
The order we received was that the living were not to enter and those who trespassed would die. Not only did we not kill you, we even let you pass. This is already a great favor, alright? It's enough to sever the previous karma. Yet, this child was still so unforgiving. He really did not know what was good for him! However, the four Venerable Lords could not do anything to him.
Back then, he had indeed made this promise. If he was willing to return the favor unilaterally, it was only his own business. If the other party didn't agree to it, then it wouldn't be over. He had his own reasons and freedom, and there was no way to argue about this!
"What do you think? I'm right, aren't I? At the end of the day, you all owe me!"
"Even if you let me pass, you still owe me!"
"Farewell!"
Yun Yang continued to grumble as he mounted his horse with an indignant expression. With a whistle, he galloped away.
The sound of the horse's hooves was like a storm as it traveled far away, galloping towards the direction of the Fortress of Resilience.
The Four Seasons Tower's men looked at each other, feeling fortunate that their stomachs had yet to explode.
Those experts who had never been to Tiantang City were glaring at Venerable Lord Sword and the other three Venerable Lords with angry eyes.
"Four Venerable Lords, what is going on today? Can you be any more ridiculous?! "
"That's right, we've been scolded for no reason at all … but we can't even talk back. This has really broadened our horizons!"
"Why did you guys make such a vow when you had nothing better to do? Do you have nothing better to do? "
"Today is really frustrating. I've never been so frustrated in my entire life. It's just a kid who's still wet behind the ears … This is really infuriating."
"This is the first time in my life that I've swallowed my anger and humiliation, and it's because of a junior …"
Everyone expressed their dissatisfaction, very, very dissatisfaction.
"You have no idea …" Venerable Lord Snow heaved a long sigh. "There was a reason for it back then. Our lives were hanging by a thread. We had no choice but to compromise … Sigh, if it wasn't for the lives of our brothers, who would be willing to do this? Do you think we're willing to do this today?"
Venerable Lord Frost held his breath and said, "I have to say, this kid is really a weirdo. He's obviously from a noble family, the heir of a royal family, yet he won't let go of someone else's weakness? You keep talking about what you've promised, what you've promised, what you've promised, what you've said … You've been relentlessly pursuing and pestering him … It's really unfortunate to meet someone like this. "
Venerable Lord Ice continued coldly, "It looks like you've missed something in this child's information. It's true that he's from a noble family, the heir of a royal family, but he also has a popular nickname – the head of the three popinjays in Tiantang City. His reputation is not just for show. Such a popinjay's temperament is true to his name. If we cross paths again in the future, I'm afraid similar situations will be unavoidable!"
The people around him looked at each other and said, "Huh? Does this mean that the Four Seasons Tower's people will have to avoid him in the future when they see him? Otherwise, we'll have to be threatened by him? "
Venerable Lord Frost sighed.
Venerable Lord Snow sighed.
The group was speechless. "What the f * ck is this? Even Ling Xiaozui has never been treated like this …"
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Yun Yang galloped all the way, inwardly rejoicing that he had finally passed this hurdle. Apart from rejoicing, there was only anxiety in his heart. Fortress of Resilience, Old Marshal Qiu, Fu Baoguo, you must hang in there!
Fu Baoguo, you swore to live and die with the Fortress of Resilience that day. You must fulfill your vow. You've made a solemn promise to me, you can't go back on your word!
Reddie and Yun Yang were one, as if they were one entity. Both the man and the steed were like a bolt of red lightning, traversing the mountains and ridges in the forest like they were on flat ground. A single leap covered hundreds of feet. The occasional passersby who saw the steed a moment ago had already overtaken them in the next, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Reddie had really given its all now. Its movement and speed were even better than when it was in the Horse King Tournament.
It seemed to feel Yun Yang's anxiety as it galloped with all its might.
However, the ominous feeling in Yun Yang's heart did not diminish at all. It was impossible to get rid of.
Before his eyes, there seemed to be the smoke of war and the sound of war.
As long as he turned the corner of the mountain pass, the place that Yun Yang hated the most in his life would be right in front of him.
Tianxuan Cliff!
In spite of this, Yun Yang's eyes widened as he swayed, almost falling off his horse.
Looking from afar, thick smoke billowed into the sky like dark clouds that covered the sky.
Yun Yang, who had been through the battlefield for a long time, could tell at a glance that such billowing smoke could only appear when the city was breached.
It was the black smoke that signified the determination to perish together with the enemy.
Such a scene had always been a bad omen on the battlefield, a manifestation of the most extreme situation.
After galloping another thirty miles, the deafening battle cries could gradually be heard.
Yun Yang leaned on the steed and exerted more force, charging out of the valley like a whirlwind.
The other side was already in a state of melancholy, the sun and moon losing their luster.
Crimson red filled his vision.
In front of him was a vast plain that spanned thousands of miles. At this very moment, countless soldiers from both sides were committing suicide! Everywhere he looked, there were people, there were soldiers everywhere.
What was left was only the color of blood!
Yun Yang could not help sucking in a sharp breath as he watched the current state of the battle, his heart filled with shock.
Yutang had been at war all year round, surrounded by enemies from all sides. They had been at war for far too many years. Since Yutang's Nine Supremes had appeared, they had gone through many battles. Despite Yun Yang's young age, he had been through hundreds of battles and had been on the battlefield for a long time. However, it was the first time in his life that Yun Yang had encountered a war of such scale and intensity.
How could a massive battle involving more than a million people, close to two million people, be taken lightly?
As the saying went, when there were tens of thousands of people, there was no end to it.
What if there were hundreds of thousands or millions of people?
Looking from the top of the mountain, one could not see the end of it!
One could only see the silhouettes in the distance getting smaller and smaller, turning into a blurry mass. However, the battle on the other side was still extremely intense, not at all inferior to what could be seen clearly here. There was only one word to describe this battle – extreme!
It was the most extreme battle of the century!
If another word had to be used, it could only be …
"This is the final battle! The ultimate battle! "
Yun Yang's heart tightened as he thought of this, urging his steed forward once more.
It was not that Yun Yang had forgotten that he had lost his manifestation powers and that his mystical cultivation base had yet to recover to its peak, but he could no longer hesitate or worry about anything else. As a member of the Empire of Yutang, he could only throw himself into the battlefield without hesitation. He would have no regrets in doing so!
Yun Yang could clearly see that the side that had the absolute advantage now was Dongxuan's army, led by Han Sanhe.
The ones who had built the defense line hastily and were holding on bitterly were Yutang's soldiers who would rather die than retreat!
At this moment, the situation had reached the most critical juncture!
Yun Yang's steed galloped like a gust of wind. Just as he was about to step onto the battlefield, a deafening roar came from within the formation; the roar was filled with grief and indignation.
Yun Yang, who had heard the roar, felt a wave of dizziness wash over him. Suddenly, he saw stars and fell off his horse with a loud thud, rolling a dozen times in a row. It was an extremely embarrassing fall.
There was no other reason for it, only because the soldiers were howling in grief and indignation – "Kill all of Dongxuan's traitors, avenge the Old Marshal!"
Old Marshal!
Qiu Jianhan?
Yun Yang, who heard the words, was immediately thrown into a panic.
In the Empire of Yutang, there had always been only one person who could be addressed as' Old Marshal '!
Only Qiu Jianhan!
There was no branch, no home!
What had happened to the Old Marshal?
Yun Yang, who had heard the grievous news, was horrified. He felt as if his soul had flown out of his body, stumbling two steps on the ground before he regained his consciousness. If Yun Yang had already entered the battlefield, this moment of absent-mindedness would have been enough for him to die seventeen or eighteen times over!
Despite the shock, Yun Yang still held on to a sliver of hope. Leaping onto his steed, he charged towards the army without a care in the world.
He only had one thought now – to charge over as fast as he could and ask about the situation on the other side of the formation, hoping that the Old Marshal was blessed with good fortune and had survived the mishap. Although there was still no news of Emmie, there was still a great chance that he could save the Old Marshal's life with his Endless Divine Art. Yun Yang truly did not want to lose a close elder who cared for him. Yun Yang knew that he would not be able to withstand the repeated deaths.
"Get out of the way!"
Yun Yang, who had entered the battlefield, did not hesitate at all, activating his heaven realm cultivation base. Those who came close to him were either flung away with internal injuries or killed on the spot. The King of Horses, Reddie, seemed to feel Yun Yang's urgency as well. Its already swift speed was raised to another level as it charged forward.
The man and the horse were like a miniature fortress as they charged forward. For a moment, no one could stop them.
It only took a moment for Yun Yang to advance more than five thousand feet. On the other side of the formation, Fu Baoguo's silhouette entered Yun Yang's sight.
This Yutang's marshal, who was closely related to Yun Yang, was standing in the wooden bucket on the flagpole, shouting with all his might. As he commanded the battle, he deflected the rain of arrows with the long sword in his hand.
There was another person beside him. Yun Yang was surprised to see that it was Fang Mofei, who was wielding the sword in his hand to protect Fu Baoguo as he sent precise orders.
Fu Baoguo seemed to have lost his mind. Commanding the battle from such a conspicuous position was no different from seeking death. If it were not for Fang Mofei's protection, he would have become a human-shaped porcupine long ago.
However, Yun Yang could no longer care about Fu Baoguo's current condition. He, who had already charged into the battlefield, needed to change his strategy. He could no longer charge forward with his powerful mystical Qi cultivation base. What he had done earlier was indeed invincible, but the consumption was too high and it was not conducive to a protracted battle.
Yun Yang charged into the thousands of soldiers and horses. Suddenly, he extended his arm and snatched the long saber from a Dongxuan general's hand. With a wave of the saber, a dozen Dongxuan soldiers around him fell to the ground with agonized cries.
Actually, Yun Yang had wanted to use weapons right from the start. If he had Heaven's Blade as a supplement, he could have easily charged into the battlefield and killed more enemies. However, Heaven's Blade was missing just like Emmie, making it difficult for him to participate in this battle.
The red horse continued to gallop forward at an extremely fast speed without stopping.
Far away, a troop of soldiers was surrounded by a large number of Dongxuan soldiers. They were charging forward like mad tigers, but they could not break through Dongxuan's heavy siege.
Dongxuan's soldiers were surrounding them from all directions, trying their best to devour Yutang's soldiers. On the other side, Yutang's cavalry was also charging forward like a madman, but they were forcefully intercepted by Dongxuan's Shadow Cavalry, who were fearless of death.
If one were to say that the previous battle situation was already exceptionally tragic, then the current level of devastation was actually two levels higher!
"Save the Old Marshal!"
"Avenge the Old Marshal!"
"Charge over!"
Fu Baoguo hollered like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, "Charge! Charge over! You must help me get the Old Marshal out! "
Yun Yang was overjoyed, knowing that Old Marshal Qiu Jianhan was still alive at this moment. It was not too late!
Don't be late, wait for me to rush over!
Thinking about it, Yun Yang subconsciously diverted at least thirty percent of his attention to the commotion over there. There was a faint white silhouette circling rapidly, charging forward. Wherever the white silhouette passed, Dongxuan's soldiers fell in batches and batches. There was no one who could withstand the white silhouette. Wherever the silhouette passed, blood splattered like it was free.
In spite of this, the space he had just cleared was instantly filled with Dongxuan's troops once again.
It was Bai Yixue, Bai Yixue who was already one of the world's pinnacle experts!
It was obvious that the Old Marshal was still alive because of Bai Yixue's protection. If it were not for such a strong support, the Old Marshal would have long passed away!
In spite of Bai Yixue's unparalleled prowess, unstoppable on the battlefield and able to take on an army of a thousand, it was still impossible for him to bring the old marshal out safely.
"Bai Yixue!" Yun Yang roared when he saw the situation.
Bai Yixue had been fighting for a long time and was about to reach his limit. If his mystical Qi was depleted to its limit, he would not be able to escape death even with his profound cultivation base. Yet, when he heard the roar, he was energized as he hollered, "Young master! I'm here! "
The sword light, which had been gradually dimming and converging, suddenly surged and soared into the sky. Then, a sword light fell from the sky, directly killing all the enemies within a radius of ten feet. However, this moment of glory was still unable to intimidate the enemies, and in a moment, they were drowned by the tide of people.
This gap was enough for Yun Yang to ascertain his direction. With another roar, he waved the saber in his hand and hollered, "Those who stand in my way shall die!"
Clamping his legs on the horse's abdomen, Reddie let out a long neigh and charged out like a ray of red light along with its horse.
Before the red light was the saber energy of the saber that had also turned into a cold gleam.
Leveraging on the horse's momentum, the man charged into the Steel Cavalry's formation in no time at all.
The Steel Cavalry was engaged in an intense battle with the Shadow Cavalry when they heard the sound of a horn behind them. It was an order to split up and make way for them. Before the men could snap out of their daze and make way, they heard a loud roar, "Brothers in front, out of the way!"
The roar carried a sense of authority; those who heard it could not help but turn their bodies sideways and move their horses' heads.
Almost at the same time, the long neigh of a warhorse rang out; it was unimaginably sonorous and sonorous.
Then, he saw a red blur flash past him at high speed. With a whoosh, it had already charged out of the front of his Steel Cavalry formation, crashing into the Shadow Cavalry formation on the other side.
Then there was a sudden crash, and all he could see was the Shadow Cavalry on the other side falling over. Streams of blood spurted upwards, and their heads rolled all over the ground like a watermelon cart that had been overturned.
In the blink of an eye, hundreds of the Shadow Cavalry had fallen.
A straight path of blood and corpses appeared before their eyes. On both sides, there were many Shadow Cavalry, all of them looking shocked as they stared at their hands in disbelief.
Their sabers and spears, no matter what weapons they were, were no longer in their hands. The only thing they felt was a jolt in their hands. Before they could even see the other party's shadow, their weapons had flown out of their hands. What was left was only their hands that were dripping with blood!
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Two days into one. There were some things that had yet to be thought through; today was only the beginning.
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