However, after the initial surprise, Chen Luoyang quickly realized who the other party was.
Compared with Wei Zheng, who showed off his ability, the middle-aged man on the mountain peak was more like Wei Ling. He was as deep as the sea, and his sharpness had been completely hidden.
He returned to his natural state, and although he looked calm, he gave people a strong sense of existence, as if he was the center of this world.
The spearhead, like a pillar supporting the sky, stopped the changes of the wind and clouds.
His facial features were similar to those of the Wei brothers, which also revealed his identity.
He was one of the top experts in the Dongzhou Dynasty, Dingyuan General Wei Chaoran, who was at the peak of the eighteenth realm of the Martial Sage Realm.
The Wei family and its unique skill, the Dragon-tiger Seven Saints Spear, ushered in the first major qualitative change in his hands, and laid the foundation for its rise.
Leng Ji used to be a veteran general in the Western Qin army. He might not know much about others, but he was very familiar with the experts in the Dongzhou and Southern Chu armies.
Therefore, when he saw Wei Chaoran, he recognized him at first glance.
And because of the familiarity and the gap between them, Leng Ji felt unprecedentedly heavy at this moment.
Wei Chaoran looked at Leng Ji calmly and did not ask about Li Ce, the emperor of the Western Qin. He just said casually, "Leng Ji, the Western Qin has failed a talent like you. Why don't you follow me back to the Great Zhou Dynasty? When your cultivation is successful, you can make a comeback and seek justice for yourself."
The people of the Western Qin who were still chasing Leng Ji and Han Mei, who had escaped with Leng Ji, were also shocked to see Wei Chaoran.
Han Mei did not recognize Wei Chaoran, but she was surprised by his faintly revealed and bottomless cultivation.
The people of the Western Qin could recognize Wei Chaoran as well as Leng Ji. For them, there was only horror at this moment.
However, before they could speak or turn around to escape, the wind and clouds changed suddenly.
Wei Chaoran stood in the same place in Silence, without raising his hands or feet, but the wind and clouds gathered in the air, condensed into a long spear, and shot down like a downpour!
Except for Leng Ji, all the warriors of the Western Qin were pierced by the invisible long spear!
No more, no less, everyone got one spear.
The Western Qin warriors wanted to resist, but no matter how they performed their unique skills, it was futile. They couldn't resist the sharp stab of the invisible spear.
The tip of the spear pierced through their bodies and didn't dissipate. It was like a real divine weapon, nailing all of them to the ground.
Only Leng Ji and Han Mei had survived.
Wei Chaoran's expression didn't change in the slightest.
He first looked at Han Mei, "My Great Zhou Dynasty is looking for talented people, why don't the three of you consider it?"
As he spoke, he glanced at the place where Taoist Banhai was hiding from the corner of his eye.
Chen Luoyang wasn't surprised that Wei Chaoran could discover Daoist Banhai.
After all, Daoist Half Sea's clone's cultivation was not as strong as his main body.
However, what he was interested in was whether Han Mei's ability to summon misfortune would be effective against Wei Chaoran.
Unlike the sixteenth realm Untranquil Demon Monk, the eighteenth realm Wei Chaoran's realm gap with Han Mei was quite large.
At this moment, Han Mei's heart was also like a bucket being filled with water, unsettled.
However, she maintained her composure and didn't act rashly. Instead, she observed Leng Ji's side first.
Although she didn't know who the third person of the "three" Wei Chaoran mentioned was, it was obvious that for Wei Chaoran, Leng Ji was the focus of the three.
"Thank you for your kindness, Senior Wei."
The high-spirited young man looked at Eastern Zhou Dynasty's Dingyuan General Wei Chaoran calmly.
Chen Luoyang and Han Mei didn't need to hear the latter half of his words. They could roughly guess the young man's attitude just from the way he addressed Wei Chaoran.
If he really wanted to join the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, he should call Wei Chaoran "General Wei", "Commander Wei", "General", or Duke Dingyuan, Wei Chaoran's title in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty.
Calling him "Senior Wei" had already expressed his attitude.
Wei Chaoran looked at Leng Ji in Silence.
Leng Ji said, "I am indeed dissatisfied with Emperor Li Ce, and now the royal family of the Western Qin Dynasty is making things difficult for me. But the royal family is the royal family, and the Qin Dynasty is the Qin Dynasty. I am a citizen of the Qin Dynasty. I was, am, and will always be. I will never join the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. Thank you for your kindness."
"I admire your plot, but I also sigh at your foolishness." Wei Chaoran didn't get angry. "You have no possibility of rejecting me."
The gap between their cultivations was too big. He was confident that he could capture Leng Ji alive.
Leng Ji took a deep breath and said no more. He held the hilt with both hands and looked at Wei Chaoran calmly.
Wei Chaoran still stood where he was.
However, as the wind and clouds above his head fluctuated, the clouds transformed into a huge hand that reached down and grabbed at Leng Ji.
Leng Ji slashed with all his strength. The black Knife Qi turned into a huge blade and hit the cloud hand.
But the seemingly soft cloud was extremely hard at this time.
The Knife Qi slashed at the giant hand like an egg hitting a stone. It didn't hurt the giant hand, but broke it.
The huge palm formed by the cloud Qi was neither fast nor slow, but with an unstoppable momentum, it fell toward Leng Ji. The five fingers closed and grabbed him in the center of the palm.
Just as Leng Ji was about to be grabbed by the giant hand, an astonishing aura suddenly exploded from his body.
Countless strands of black saber Qi shot out in all directions with his body as the center.
Every Knife Qi was stronger than Leng Ji's previous full strength attack.
The tyrannical and sharp Knife Qi even pierced through the giant hand made of cloud Qi.
Leng Ji's clothes were torn, revealing two majestic and domineering black dragon tattoos on his back. They were on his left and right shoulder blades, one on each side. They were vivid and lifelike, as if they were about to fly out of his body.
There seemed to be the roar of a dragon coming from Leng Ji's body.
Seeing this, Wei Chaoran didn't get angry. Instead, his eyes lit up.
His expression was even more serious than before. He extended a hand and grabbed at Leng Ji from afar.
The palm made of cloud Qi instantly became more solid, as if it was a real giant hand that covered the sky.
On the giant hand, the numerous wounds caused by the thousands of Knife Qi had all disappeared, mended by the flowing cloud Qi.
The five fingers of the palm were like five ferocious spears. They danced about, circling and stabbing. At the same time, they were swift and fierce, but also ever-changing. They displayed the profoundness of the Dragon Tiger Seven Sacred Spear to the fullest, cleverly dispelling the Knife Qi that suddenly erupted from Leng Ji's body.
In order to achieve his goal of capturing Leng Ji alive without injuring him, Wei Chaoran didn't rush. He patiently and cleverly suppressed Leng Ji's resistance.
The giant hand made of cloud Qi opened and closed its fingers, dissolving the Knife Qi. At the same time, it descended and finally grabbed Leng Ji.
Black Qi continuously surged out of the two black dragon tattoos on Leng Ji's back. His aura became more and more violent, as if there were two ferocious dragons trapped in a cage. They felt threatened and wanted to charge out.
However, the speed at which the black Qi surged out was slower. It couldn't compare to the power of Wei Chaoran's palm made of cloud Qi.
"Such a sharp and domineering yet pure Dragon Emperor's Sky Edge Blade Intent. In the entire Western Qin, there is no one other than Li Ce. You are indeed related to him." Wei Chaoran nodded and said, "It's a pity that your foundation is still shallow. It's hard for you to display its full power."
Leng Ji's face appeared weak and pale.
However, his expression was calm and fearless. He vaguely revealed some determination.
The Black Dragon Qi that was about to charge out of his body suddenly reversed and returned to his body.
Wei Chaoran frowned.
Han Mei and Taoist Ban Hai in the distance saw this and were also slightly stunned.
The reversed Black Dragon Energy seemed like it wanted to eat Leng Ji up from the inside.
Such an action was no different from suicide.
Wei Chaoran's giant hand made of cloud Qi completely grabbed Leng Ji's body and held him in his palm.
Wisps of cloud Qi even penetrated deep into Leng Ji's pores, trying to control him.
However, outside Leng Ji's body, the Black Dragon Qi couldn't gain the upper hand. In Leng Ji's body, the situation was immediately reversed.
Wei Chaoran's energy had just entered Leng Ji's body when it was shattered by the invisible blade made of the Black Dragon Qi. He couldn't stop the two black dragons at all.
He seemed to have caught Leng Ji, but as long as Leng Ji was ruthless, Wei Chaoran could only get a corpse.
… He might not even get a corpse.
The general of the Eastern Zhou Guards frowned and looked at Leng Ji.
Leng Ji's expression was indifferent and he faced it calmly.
Taoist Ban Hai, who Chen Luoyang had transformed into, saw this scene and laughed silently.
The young man from the Western Qin seemed to be giving an answer to the senior of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty.
I am indeed no match for you.
But I have the ability to refuse you.
Under normal circumstances, Emperor Wu of the fifteenth realm would not be a match for a Martial Sage of the eighteenth realm. He wouldn't even be in control of his own life.
If the other side wanted to capture him alive, he wouldn't even have the chance to kill himself.
But for the current Leng Ji and Wei Chaoran, the common sense of the past clearly didn't apply at this moment.
Although Leng Ji, who had obtained the two streams of Black Dragon Qi, hadn't completely refined them, they were still stored in his body. At this moment, Wei Chaoran still felt troubled.
After all, they were formed from the essence of the giant expert, the Western Qin Emperor.
Chen Luoyang didn't bat an eyelid. He calmly looked at Wei Chaoran, Leng Ji, and Han Mei.
In the end, the two streams of Black Dragon Qi couldn't turn defeat into victory for Leng Ji, and they couldn't help him escape from Wei Chaoran.
The outcome had already been decided. Would there be any other changes in the final outcome?
The general of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty's frown soon relaxed again.
He looked at the young man in front of him in Silence. "Since you insist on seeking death, I will fulfill your wish."
The huge palm made of Cloud Qi didn't loosen its grip at all. It firmly grasped Leng Ji.
As the five fingers closed, the power was overwhelming.
At this moment, there was no need for the Black Dragon Qi in Leng Ji's body to seek suicide. Wei Chaoran's power brought him the shadow of death.
The Dingyuan general of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty decided to give up on capturing Leng Ji alive, and directly kill him.
"It's a pity that I can't leave him alive." Slowly, Wei Chaoran said, "I hope you can leave the two streams of Black Dragon Qi in your body. When the time comes, there's still hope to find Li Ce."
At the juncture of life and death, Leng Ji's expression was calm and determined. While resisting the external pressure brought by Wei Chaoran, he actively urged the two black dragons to gnaw at his body. Even if he died, he didn't want to leave anything valuable for the people of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty.
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