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Several elite warriors from Southern Chu pounced on Mao Mengji like ghosts, their swords flashing like a net, blocking all his escape routes.

"Get out of here!" Mao Mengji roared, and his long sword danced wildly. The sword light was like a waterfall, and he instantly knocked down two dead men, but he was also entangled by the other two. The skinny figure rushed left and right in the sword light and shadow, and was in danger all around.

at this time!

"Woo! Woo! Woo!" The sound of the horn became more powerful and more urgent coming from the mountain road on the east side of the camp!

Like the roar of an angry dragon, it pierced through the chaotic shouts and cries of killing!

"Reinforcements, it's His Highness's reinforcements!" The remaining soldiers in the camp shouted in surprise!

On the eastern mountain road, a steel torrent composed of countless torches, like a burning dragon, was sweeping down at an astonishing speed!

The first one was wearing a black Panlong armor, a scarlet cloak, holding a Panlong golden sword, and riding a horse as fast as the wind!

It’s Lin Zhen!

Behind him were hundreds of murderous Jinwu Guard heavy armored cavalrymen!

The horse's hooves crushed the ice and snow, roaring like thunder!

The earth is shaking!

"Gu Beichen——!!" Lin Zhen's voice was like thunder!

With overwhelming anger and cold murderous intent!

It instantly drowned out all the noise!

“Accept your fate!!”

"Kill--!!" The heavily armored cavalry of the Jinwu Guards roared to the sky, and like a black steel torrent, they instantly rushed into the chaotic battlefield. The heavy hooves of their horses crushed the formation of the Nanchu soldiers, and the cold spear tips pierced the enemy's chest. Wherever they passed, people and horses fell to the ground, and blood and flesh flew everywhere. Their momentum was unstoppable!

A barely perceptible fluctuation flashed across Gu Beichen's cold eyes, but he instantly regained his composure.

He ignored Lin Zhen's roar, his eyes still fixed on the direction of the stone gate.

He suddenly raised his hand and made a complicated gesture!

"Buzz!" A low and strange buzzing sound was heard. Several black-robed guards who were besieging Mao Mengji took a step back at the same time, formed seals with their hands, chanted spells rapidly, and an invisible force field instantly enveloped the stone gate area.

"Ugh!" Mao Mengji felt his body sink as if he was stuck in a quagmire. His movements instantly became sluggish and even breathing became difficult.

"Now!" Gu Beichen's cold voice sounded.

A man in a black robe who had been lurking in the shadows, with a ghostly figure, suddenly rushed out at lightning speed and headed straight for the stone gate. He had no weapon in his hand, only a bone staff that was completely black with a dark blue crystal embedded on the top!

At the top of the bone staff, a faint blue light shines brightly!

"Stop him!" Mao Meng's eyes were bloodshot, but he was unable to break free from the force field.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The musketeers of the Shenji Camp fired wildly, but the bullets shot several feet in front of the black-robed elder and bounced off as if they hit an invisible wall, splashing sparks!

"Magic!" Cheng Xuan exclaimed!

The black-robed elder ignored everything, and pressed his skinny palm hard on the flaming demon head in the center of the stone gate, muttering something, and the dark blue crystal on the top of the bone staff burst out with dazzling light.

"Om-!"

The stone door emitted a low humming sound again, and the embossed runes lit up again. The red light of the Scarlet Flame Demon Eyes surged, and the heavy stone door... actually slowly opened again.

"No——!" Mao Mengji roared in despair.

The black-robed elder flashed and rushed into the stone gate like a ghost, disappearing into the deep corridor.

"Boom--!!" Lin Zhen rushed into the camp on his horse, and the Panlong Golden Sword turned into a golden lightning, instantly splitting away several Nanchu soldiers who were blocking the way. His eyes were like lightning, instantly locking onto Gu Beichen, and he also saw the stone door that had opened again!

"Gu Beichen, you are looking for death!" Lin Zhen's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he rode his horse straight towards Gu Beichen!

"Protect the Prime Minister!" Several elite warriors from Nanchu rushed forward fearlessly.

"Get out of here!" Lin Zhen swept his golden sword!

The sword flashed like a streak of silk, instantly cutting the two assassins in half, blood splattering.

Gu Beichen looked coldly at Lin Zhen who was rushing towards him, and the corners of his mouth under the bronze mask seemed to curl up in a cold arc.

He did not retreat, but slowly raised his right hand. In his palm, a metal sphere the size of a pigeon egg, pitch black in color, and covered with strange runes on its surface, appeared. Inside the sphere, a faint dark red light was flowing.

"Burning Sky Thunder?!" Chu Xiling screamed in shock, her voice filled with extreme fear.

"Lin Zhen!" Gu Beichen's cold voice sounded, with a hint of teasing and cruelty, "Want this picture? Exchange your life for it!"

He suddenly threw the black ball in his hand towards the command tent, aiming at the huge rubbing of the Holy Fire Origin on the table.

"No——!" Chu Xiling and Cheng Xuan screamed at the same time.

Lin Zhen's pupils suddenly contracted, and without the slightest hesitation, he squeezed the horse's belly hard. The black horse let out a long neigh and rushed towards the command tent like an arrow. At the same time, his left hand pulled out the flintlock pistol from his waist like lightning.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Three gunshots rang out almost at the same time, and three hot lead bullets accurately shot at the black ball flying towards Tuotu!

"boom--!!"

With a deafening bang, the black ball was hit by a lead bullet in mid-air and exploded instantly. The terrifying shock wave mixed with hot flames and sharp metal fragments swept across like a storm!

"Boom!" The roof of the command tent was blown off in an instant, the wooden beams broke, the tent was torn apart, the desk was blown to pieces, and the huge rubbing of the map of the origin of the sacred fire turned into flying fragments and ashes in the flames of the explosion.

"Puff!" Lin Zhen was blown away by the blast and fell heavily on the snow. He felt a sweetness in his throat and a mouthful of blood spurted out!

The black Panlong armor was covered with charred marks and tiny wounds!

"Your Highness!" Cheng Xuan exclaimed and rushed towards Lin Zhen desperately.

Chu Xiling was also thrown to the ground by the gust of wind. Her indigo work clothes were covered with ashes. Her cold face was filled with despair and confusion as she looked at the flying ashes... The map... was ruined...

"Retreat!" Gu Beichen's cold voice sounded, with a hint of regret, but without any panic.

He took a deep look at Lin Zhen who was helped up by Cheng Xuan, and glanced at the open stone door. His figure flashed and he blended into the darkness like a ghost. The remaining soldiers of Nanchu and the Zoroastrians retreated like a tide and disappeared into the vast night, leaving only the mess on the ground, the blazing flames and the corpses everywhere.

The camp was completely silent, with only the crackling of flames and the groans of the wounded floating on the night wind.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, burning and gunpowder.

"Your Highness! Are you okay?" Cheng Xuan's voice was tearful as she frantically checked Lin Zhen's injuries.

"It's okay..." Lin Zhen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, struggled to stand up, and swept his eyes over the command tent that had turned into ruins and the flying ashes in the sky. His eyes were filled with cold anger and a hint of frustration.

The rubbing... is ruined!

It’s only been a few years since we last met, and Gu Beichen is so cruel!

"Mao Mengji!" Lin Zhen's voice was hoarse.

"I'm here!" Mao Mengji broke free from the force field. His skinny face was covered in blood and his eyes were burning with flames of anger.

"Count the casualties! Treat the wounded! Put out the remaining fires!"

"Yes!"

"Ling'er!" Lin Zhen looked at the distraught Chu Xiling.

"Here..." Chu Xiling's voice was weak.

"Does Tutu have a backup?"

A glimmer of light flashed in Chu Xiling's eyes, then dimmed. "The original copy has been destroyed... but I did make a rough draft that records the key markings and runes... but the details are incomplete..."

She pulled out a roll of blackened parchment from her bosom, on which were outlined the outline of the Holy Fire Origin Diagram and some key marks with charcoal.

"A rough sketch is fine!" A glimmer of hope flashed in Lin Zhen's eyes. "Finish it immediately and be sure to save it!"

"Yes!"

"Stone Gate!" Lin Zhen turned his gaze towards the stone gate that had opened again, his eyes icy, "Has the person inside not come out yet?"

"No!" A fierce gleam flashed in Mao Mengji's eyes. "After that demon went in... there was no sound!"

"Mao Mengji, bring people in. I want to see the person alive or the body if he's dead!"

"I obey your command!" Mao Mengji's skinny figure, accompanied by several fierce soldiers, once again rushed into the deep stone gate corridor that exuded an ominous atmosphere.

Lin Zhen stood on the ruins, his black cloak fluttering in the night wind.

He looked in the direction where Gu Beichen disappeared, with a cold glint in his eyes.

Although the rubbing was destroyed, the sketch still exists. The secret within the stone gate has yet to be revealed.

Gu Beichen’s conspiracy is far from over.

This bloody battle in Yinshan was just the beginning of something more cruel and bizarre.

The thunder of Beiyan has turned into a raging fire, and the shadow of the Burning Sky Thunder will cover the entire Daqian.