Witch Wind

Chapter 424 The Opportunity to Prove the Dao (Part 1)

On the battlefield, Ran Min beat Sun Ce so badly that he was covered in blood and looked quite disheveled.

Numerous Sun Wu generals gritted their teeth and surged forward.

Above their heads floated various spiritual treasures, dozens of innate-level treasures emanating boundless auspicious energy, resisting the Tongtian Seal's repeated and frenzied attacks.

A faint light flickered, and with each strike of the Heavenly Seal, a Wu general would grunt and gasp for breath.

However, the dozens of Sun Wu generals were all quasi-saints and protected by innate treasures. No matter how hard Xing Tianli attacked, he could not seriously injure Gan Ning as he had done with his previous sneak attack.

Therefore, the five tiger generals Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, Zhao Yun, Ma Chao, and Huang Zhong shouted in unison, leaped into the air, and led their subordinates out.

Behind Guan Yu stood three hundred sword and shield bearers, each with the cultivation level of a half-step quasi-saint.

Behind Master Zhang were eight hundred heavy cavalrymen with the strength of a half-step quasi-saint.

Behind Zhao Zilong, three thousand six hundred silver-armored light cavalrymen moved with the speed of a streak of light. With a single charge, they shot out like a silver whirlwind, or a fleeting moment of time.

Guan Yu and Zhang Fei were still hundreds of millions of miles away from the battlefield when Zhao Zilong's silver-armored light cavalry circled the entire battlefield. Two Sun Wu generals were caught off guard and were swept into the swiftly advancing cavalry. Three thousand six hundred and one silver dragon spears flashed, and the sound of 'thud' was deafening. The two Sun Wu generals were immediately pierced like sieves.

Needless to say, Ma Chao, with his eight thousand heavy cavalry at the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal level, was slightly slower than Guan Yu and Zhang Fei's troops. However, his army's momentum was like a mountain collapsing. Even from a distance on the battlefield, it had already drawn the shouts of more than a dozen Sun Wu generals, who then captured their own offensive treasures.

Huang Hansheng, the last of the Five Tiger Generals, commanded the most troops, numbering a full 36,000. Half of them wielded powerful bows, and the other half carried powerful crossbows. Their formation soared like wild geese. Even when they were still some distance from the heart of the battlefield, the bowstrings crackled, and a hail of arrows swept across the entire battle formation.

Each of the 18,000 powerful archers had eighteen quivers with astonishing capacity, each containing its own vast dimensional space, floating beside them. With a flick of their fingers, they could draw their bowstrings tens of thousands of times, unleashing hundreds of millions of arrows like a storm.

The heavy crossbowmen of those 18,000 were divine weapons personally forged by Prime Minister Zhuge.

Its firing frequency was more than a hundred times that of those powerful archers.

A series of hissing sounds filled the air, and countless points of silver light flickered across the sky. These were crossbow bolts fired from powerful crossbows. They were not physical objects, but rather spiritual energy bolts formed by a magic array within the crossbow that forcibly compressed the primordial energy.

These crossbow bolts were fired at a speed several times faster than the silver-armored light cavalry under Zhao Zilong's command.

Ran Min felt a terrifying chill rushing towards him like a tsunami from behind. As soon as he turned around, he saw countless cold stars flying towards him, grazing his body and passing by him.

Sun Ce and dozens of other Wu generals cursed him in unison.

They simultaneously unleashed various defensive magical treasures, causing the sky to shimmer with rosy light, blocking the cold stars scattered by Huang Hansheng's archer squad.

A dense, deafening roar filled the air as countless arrows and crossbow bolts shattered amidst the rosy light. The archers, all possessing peak Taiyi Golden Immortal cultivation, unleashed arrows and crossbow bolts with a hundredfold increase in power, reaching the level of mid-stage Daluo Golden Immortals, thanks to the Goose Feather Formation and the powerful, dark bow above Huang Hansheng's head.

In the blink of an eye, it was as if hundreds of millions of powerful beings joined forces to bombard Sun Ce and dozens of Sun Wu generals.

Such power was so overwhelming that even though Sun Ce and his group were all Quasi-Saint level experts, many of whom had even reached the peak of Quasi-Saint level, they were still suppressed to the point of having difficulty breathing. Their faces turned red, and the spiritual treasures above their heads kept vibrating and flashing.

Just as everyone was being suppressed by Huang Hansheng's archers, Zhao Zilong's 3,600 light cavalry flashed across the battlefield, swept through the Sun Wu army formation, and forcibly cut two Sun Wu generals from the formation and swept them away. Then, a barrage of spear light shot out, leaving the two men covered in wounds and crying out in pain.

Before Sun Ce could speak...

Guan Yu's swordsmen, surrounding their commander, rushed over. A streak of green light transformed into a dragon shadow, followed by a high-pitched roar. A dazzling blade of light flashed, and with a 'whoosh' sound, two magical treasures were shattered. A monument and a pagoda were sent flying hundreds of millions of miles with mournful cries, each bearing a clear blade mark.

Two heavily armored Sun Wu generals let out a miserable scream as their heads, each the size of a bamboo basket, flew high into the air, splattering blood.

Xing Tianli tensed up as he watched.

This is the power of Lord Guan. He doesn't make a move, but when he does, he takes lives!
The heads of two Sun Wu generals flew up, but their facial features still twitched and they hissed and howled... Two divine runes made of purple jade suddenly flashed on their bodies, and their bodies and heads exploded at the same time, turning into a large cloud of blood mist that flashed backward.

The blood mist reformed into human form, but it was two extremely rare substitute death talismans that could even work on saints, saving them from Guan Yu's blade.

The place where the two reunited was hundreds of millions of miles away from the battle.

They gasped for breath, staring in horror at the battlefield ravaged by the Five Tiger Generals. They felt weak and numb, and for a moment they no longer had the courage to step forward and fight against the heroes of Shu Han.

They trembled all over, their minds blank.

They were simply puzzled—everyone left Tyran Star at almost the same time, entered Chaos at almost the same time, discovered this star field at almost the same time, and marched into this star field in a mighty force to establish their own kingdoms.

Why did the various figures of Shu Han increase their strength to such an unbelievable degree?
Clearly, over the years, the territory occupied by Sun Wu has been hundreds of times larger than that of Shu Han—Sun Wu has nearly 100,000 habitable planets and countless resource planets at their disposal, while these 'benevolent' people of Shu Han, bound by their own moral precepts, are trapped in a small piece of territory of the Dali Holy Dynasty, with only a little over a hundred habitable planets in their domain!

How exactly did they grow up to be this good?

The two hesitated for a split second, too afraid to step onto the battlefield again. They shouted in unison, issuing commands to the massive Xuanwu army formation behind them. Immediately, the fleet of thousands of colossal warships burst into dazzling light, accelerating in unison as they approached the battle.

At that moment, Guan Yu, who had just won the battle with a single blow, had stopped his horse, stroked his long beard, and coldly looked at the dozens of Sun Wu generals who were in chaos. His icy voice echoed throughout the battlefield: "You worthless cowards, after all these years, you have not made any progress... Lu Meng, you little thief, do you dare to come out and see me?"

A loud 'bang'.

The eight hundred heavy cavalry under Zhang Sanye's command charged forward with overwhelming force.

Guan Yu's incredibly stunning sword strike, like a sliver of light shattering the passage of time, effortlessly beheaded two generals of Sun Wu. It was a display of the 'way of the sword' reaching its pinnacle, with his control over power and the 'way' reaching an unbelievable level of skill.

As for Master Zhang, who commands eight hundred heavy cavalry, he doesn't have such a 'detailed' style.

He raised his spear and led eight hundred heavy cavalrymen, also charging with spears, in a head-on, utterly ruthless charge. A cloud of black energy, like a collapsing mountain, slammed into the small, forcibly formed army formation of Sun Ce and his men.

one strike.

Sun Ce coughed up blood.

Second strike.

Sun Ce retreated.

Three strikes.

The military formation composed of dozens of Sun Wu generals was directly shattered by Zhang Sanye's violent attack. Dozens of men screamed in agony, their armor torn off and their bodies covered in blood, before turning away in a daze.

A flash of silver light streaked past.

Zhao Zilong's 3,600 silver-armored light cavalry swept through like a sharp blade, drawing seven more Sun Wu generals into the fray. The air was filled with the chaotic stabs of spears, accompanied by the faint cries of phoenixes, each one a soul-snatching veil. As a result, transparent holes appeared one after another in the bodies of the seven Sun Wu generals, and blood rained down like a torrential downpour.

Fortunately, these generals of Sun Wu who could be called great generals were all near-saints and followed the path of physical cultivation.

Aside from Zhao Zilong's spear, which could leave wounds that could not heal, the spears of the other 3,600 light cavalrymen left transparent holes that healed instantly with a breath.

It only caused some damage to one's vital energy... that's all...

However, the 3,600 light cavalry with silver spears unleashed hundreds, thousands, even tens of thousands of thrusts in the blink of an eye, each spear aimed precisely at the vital points of these unfortunate men. With each piercing and each instance of bleeding, even though these seven generals of Sun Wu were quasi-saint level body cultivators, their life essence reserves were being peeled away layer by layer, like peeling potatoes, until they were almost completely depleted.

"We surrender!" It was unclear who among the seven was the first to speak. Then, all seven shouted in unison, dropping their weapons and putting away the defensive magical artifacts that were struggling to support their heads.

It's true, if we don't surrender, we'll die!
Back in their homeland of Kyushu, when the Wu kingdom was destroyed by Sun Quan, these guys didn't fight to the death. Instead, they obediently knelt down, presented their surrender documents, and still enjoyed high-ranking positions and riches.

Now, so many years have passed.

They are no longer the mortal nobles of yesteryear, but a group of quasi-saints who, barring external calamities, could enjoy wealth, luxury, fine wine, beautiful women, and endless happiness for eternity.

Do you think they would fight to the death for Sun Ce and for Sun Wu?
Sun Ce, who was turning around and walking quickly to join the fleet and formally engage the Shu Han army, was so angry when he heard that the seven generals had surrendered that he froze. He turned around abruptly, drew his sword, and roared as he charged at the Five Tiger Generals.

As for Sun Ce's personality... well, he was assassinated by several of his servants in the suburbs back then.

It's clear that this guy does have some flaws in his personality. Even after so many years, and having cultivated from a mortal to a quasi-saint, Sun Ce's personality remains the same—like a firecracker, ready to explode at any moment!

"I have treated you as a national hero, how will you repay me?" Sun Ce brandished his long sword, the sword light like a rainbow, and thrust it straight at Zhang Sanye, who was shouting and chasing after him.

Master Zhang burst into wild laughter: "A national hero? Bah! You Jiangdong rats, how dare you tarnish such a beautiful word as 'national hero'?"

A point of the eighteen-foot spear.

With a loud clang, behind Master Zhang, eight hundred half-step quasi-saint heavy cavalrymen surged with magical power, their terrifying formation pouring into Master Zhang's body.

In terms of pure cultivation, Sun Ce and Zhang Sanye are evenly matched, with only a slight difference. Sun Ce's armor, sword, and innate treasures protecting him are even slightly stronger than Zhang Sanye's personal treasures.

Unfortunately, Sun Ce was all alone, with dozens of quasi-saint level generals fleeing behind him.

Behind Master Zhang, eight hundred half-step quasi-saints were filled with high fighting spirit, their energy and spirits united as one, tightly focused on Master Zhang.

And let's not even mention that the previous one was just Sun Ce.

Even if what lies ahead is a fiery inferno, a hopeless situation where there is no place to bury the dead, these eight hundred heavy cavalry will follow their commander, the god in their hearts, and risk their lives to crush them.

Another blow.

The heavy, three-zhang-long spear and the light, six-foot-long sword clashed violently.

Sun Ce let out a muffled groan, spitting out a mouthful of blood. Zhang Sanye's spear had knocked him off balance, sending him flying backward in a sorry state. A streak of black light, like a raging python, slashed down with overwhelming ferocity, intending to pin Sun Ce to the void.

Two loud 'bang' sounds.

Among the Wu generals behind Sun Ce, two golden-armored generals shouted sharply, turned around, and used their heavy maces and iron chains to block Zhang Sanye's eighteen-foot spear.

Sparks flew everywhere, and the two generals groaned as well, their bodies swaying. The blow had shattered their internal organs, and countless cracks appeared on their skin, with drops of their essence and blood exploding into a bloody mist.

The next instant, a hail of arrows came whistling through the air, the sound of 'thud' echoing everywhere, and they landed heavily on the two of them.

Sun Ce roared like a mad tiger, and a seven-layered purple umbrella rose into the air above his head. The dark purple aura swept down and released strange, soul-stirring roars, completely protecting the three of them.

Then, with a flash of light, Sun Ce swept up two generals who were protecting their lord, as well as dozens of his generals who were fleeing in disarray. In an instant, everyone turned into a dreamlike illusion and returned to the massive army that was rushing towards them.

Guan Yu stroked his long beard and frowned, saying, "A Heavenly Demon Treasure? Tsk, Little Conqueror of Jiangdong, why are you acting all demonic?"

Master Zhang raised his eighteen-foot spear, looked up to the sky and roared, "Second Brother, who cares about gods, immortals, Buddhas, demons and monsters? Charge forward and crush these cowardly rats... Ha! The legitimate Han dynasty is here! You traitors, why don't you surrender?"

Master Zhang roared.

Guan, Zhao, Ma, and Huang all changed their auras at the same time.

The feeling was like a spark falling into a sea of ​​kerosene, causing the entire ocean to explode and burst into towering flames.

In the Shu Han army formation.

Among the twelve Earthly Branches, the thirty-six Heavenly Generals, the seventy-two Earthly Fiends, the three hundred and sixty Star Lords, and hundreds of enormous wooden horse and ox creations, one after another colossal humanoid battle puppet, hundreds of miles tall, slowly flew out.

These terrifyingly large humanoid war puppets, despite their enormous size, moved with incredible agility, just like ordinary people, thanks to the aura emanating from their bodies and the ingenious array and mechanism they were propelled by.

They wielded various swords, spears, halberds, and powerful bows and crossbows, just like living people, and quickly formed a terrifyingly large Eight Trigrams Formation in the void... Then, eight divine lights soared into the sky, instantly covering the huge battlefield with a radius of hundreds of billions of miles. The Great Dao in the void solidified, and countless laws of the Dao were frozen in place by the eight divine lights.

On this battlefield, all the earth, water, fire, and wind, all the laws of nature, were forcibly controlled by the Eight Trigrams Formation formed by this giant war puppet. The entire battlefield, heaven and earth, and all things were used by this Eight Trigrams Formation. Any soldiers, warships, or non-natural creations that were not part of the Shu Han group became 'abnormal demons' that were to be exterminated by heaven and earth under the cover of this great formation!
Xing Tianli stared wide-eyed in horror at the incredible array.

No matter how you look at it, this is just a very ordinary Bagua formation.

However, for Xing Tianli, who had inherited the array formation of the Jie Sect, this Bagua array, which was extremely simple, had produced such incredible and miraculous changes—turning decay into magic. Prime Minister Zhuge was truly terrifying to the extreme!
This is the simplest Bagua formation.

In the hands of the Prime Minister, it actually unleashed a power that was almost capable of 'slaying a saint'... Cold sweat dripped down Xing Tianli's forehead. In the past few days, he had discussed all the terrifying killing formations, such as the Ten Deadly Formations, the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, and the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation, with Prime Minister Zhuge.

Wait a while, until Prime Minister Zhuge, with his monstrous wisdom, thoroughly understands all the top-tier killing formations of the Jie Sect, and then deduces his own unique array formations... Oh wow!
Xing Tianli felt a strange little smug.

Hey, I've always been on the side of Shu Han, because Shu Han has a prime minister, right?
Among the colossal creations such as the Twelve Earthly Branches, within the massive war puppets that form the Eight Trigrams Formation, countless Shu Han soldiers shouted in unison. Their aura, like that of the Five Tiger Generals in front, surged into the sky like a burning ocean!
Yes.

They are the legitimate successors of the Han Dynasty.

Apart from them, all the Cao Wei, Sun Wu, and Sima Jin dynasties were treacherous villains and scheming cowards!
Once, the Shu Han state was defeated.

This time, Shu Han will use its unstoppable power to revive the glory of the Han Dynasty and rebuild the legitimate order and moral order!
In that instant, everyone understood.

When the banner of the Han Dynasty flies high once more in this land, when Guan Yu and Zhang Fei have completely washed away the regrets and humiliations of their past lives, there will be several outstanding individuals in the Shu Han group who will have the opportunity to become saints!
The void was empty, yet lightning flashed and thunder roared.

The Heavenly Laws, forcibly suppressed and controlled by the Eight Trigrams Formation, were like a monstrous python whose vital point had been suppressed, and began to violently writhe and retaliate—this world sensed that something unpleasant had happened.

The primal consciousness of this world began to awaken.

He began to expel, even suppress, and kill these audacious individuals who had invaded his territory and attempted to use his own resources to ascend to the highest holy position.

Liu Bei raised his head and frowned.

In the void, enormous bolts of lightning and fire roared past, a sign of the wrath of heaven and earth.

He slowly began to speak: "Things are difficult. My second and third brothers are on the verge of attaining enlightenment, but when they do, the backlash from this world will be terrifying and devastating."

Xing Tianli smiled and cupped his hands to Liu Huangshu, saying, "Liu Huangshu, please rest assured. This world is just treating us as outsiders... cough cough. Once I turn it into my own Heavenly Dao, everything will fall into place naturally."

Even though Liu Bei and Zhuge Liang had experienced countless trials and tribulations and accomplished countless strange and wonderful things, they still managed to achieve their goals.

Upon hearing Xing Tianli's words, the expressions of the two big shots became incredibly interesting.

Is that even human language you're speaking?

Turning the Way of Heaven into one's own?
Is this human language?
(End of this chapter)