Infiltrating the world of cultivation

The eight-hundred-mile-long cliff face was deserted, seemingly having truly become a ghost town.

On the city tower, a commoner was playing the zither, singing a melodious song.

"What is Nangong Zhentian trying to do? Is the city really empty?"

The golden-armored general was puzzled to find that the eight-hundred-mile-long sky wall was completely empty, and he dared not make a move.

"Siege!"

The black-robed Taoist frowned slightly. If it weren't for needing souls to refine his Ghost King Banner, why would he, a cultivator at the sixth stage of Qi Refining, deal with these mortals?

For him, it didn't matter whether the dead were from Zhao or Wei, as long as their souls could be absorbed and refined.

"Siege!"

The golden-armored general ordered an attack on the city, but when they reached a point 100 meters from the 800-mile-long Heavenly Wall, there was still no movement on the wall.

What is Nangong Zhentian up to? Having fought with Nangong Zhentian for many years, he naturally knows of his great talent and strategy; he can't just give up like this!

boom!

Just as the Zhao army was setting up ladders and preparing to force a landing, a large number of huge rocks emerged from the 800-li-long Tianbi cliff.

The boulder rolled down, crushing all the Zhao soldiers on the Jade Cloud Ladder to death.

"Charge! The first person to breach the city wall will be rewarded with a thousand taels of gold!"

The golden-armored general roared, and sure enough, a great reward always brings forth brave men. Upon hearing this, many Zhao soldiers were energized, charging into battle fearlessly.

However, the Wei army defending the city held the advantage, and for a time, the two sides were locked in a stalemate.

"Immortal, look..."

The golden-armored general stepped aside and asked the black-robed Taoist priest a question.

A black banner appeared in the black-robed Taoist's hand, which he threw into the sky.

The black banner swelled in the wind, transforming into a large flag. The flag was imposing, its body billowing, with thick, inky mist swirling and surging around it.

Wow!

The black banner fluttered as it flew straight toward the city wall.

Boom! With a loud bang, a large hole was punched through the thick city wall.

When Wang Chao saw the black banner of the black-robed Taoist priest, his gaze sharpened. It was very similar to the black banner of Zuo Qiuzhen.

An opening appeared in the eight-hundred-mile-long wall of heaven, turning the defensive battle into a direct confrontation.

The breach widened, and the armies of both countries launched successive attacks.

The golden-armored general was somewhat shocked. When did the Wei Kingdom send so many troops?

He had fought with Nangong Wentian for many years, and the two sides knew each other well. Nangong Zhentian's army numbered around 100,000.

One hundred thousand soldiers were wiped out at the First Line of Sky. It was thought that the Eight Hundred Mile Heavenly Wall was empty inside, but unexpectedly, it still hid an army of two hundred thousand.

Wasn't it said that Wei was in internal strife? Wasn't it said that the northern prefectures were short of food supplies? Clearly, the intelligence was wrong.

However, the Zhao state has already lost hundreds of thousands of troops. If it does not take the northern prefecture in one fell swoop, it will face irreparable losses.

If we wait for Wei to catch its breath, we might miss a golden opportunity.

Wang Chao turned around and headed directly towards the Northern Kingdom Prefecture. His next destination was Yingshan! Zuo Qiuzhen and the others were all in Yingshan.

The eight-hundred-mile-long Heavenly Wall was guarded only by Nangong Zhentian. Now, the situation was hopeless, and it was time to withdraw the troops.

When Wang Chao arrived at Yingshan, he immediately hid in the shadows because he saw a man: a black-robed Taoist priest from the Chu Kingdom!

How did this black-robed Taoist priest end up here?

Before he could think, Wang Chao saw that there were tens of thousands of corpses around the black-robed Taoist priest, and standing in front of him was only one person, Zuo Qiuzhen.

However, Zuo Qiuzhen was also covered in blood at this moment. Before the dynasty arrived, a battle had already taken place here.

Wang Chao found it hard to accept that, at his speed, he could travel from the Eight Hundred Li Heavenly Wall to Yingshan in less than an hour.

In just one hour, that black-robed Taoist priest had already caused a massacre?

Few people were able to stand up. Apart from Zuo Qiuzhen, only the somewhat staggering Third Prince was able to barely stay upright.

It turns out that everyone underestimated that cultivator from the Zhao Kingdom; his power had transcended the mortal realm.

The dynasty's strength is roughly equal to that of Zuoqiu Zhen; rushing out now would be tantamount to suicide.

He was fearless in the face of death, but he represented not just himself, but 1.8 billion Chinese people!

He is the spark, he cannot act impulsively!

"I swear I will never be a slave to a conquered nation; in my next life, I will still be a citizen of Wei!"

Zuoqiu Zhen smiled, a sad smile. He knew that Wei had been defeated, this northern prefecture could not be defended, and Wei was about to perish.

If the country is about to perish, how can one build a family?

Zuo Qiuzhen brandished his sword, knowing full well that death was imminent, yet he pressed on relentlessly.

"Mortals are like ants, overestimating their own abilities!"

The black-robed Taoist was also somewhat surprised. He hadn't expected that a mortal, who couldn't absorb spiritual energy, could reach such a level.

It's likely that even an ordinary Qi Refining Stage 3 cultivator wouldn't be his match, but now that he's encountered himself at Qi Refining Stage 6, the outcome is already sealed.

The black-robed Taoist did not hesitate; he wanted to finish the battle quickly. Although his strength could overwhelm everyone, the long-standing treacherous conflicts required him to be very cautious.

Even a lion uses its full strength to hunt a rabbit, let alone him. He also understands the principle that delay can lead to unforeseen consequences.

It must be said that this black-robed Taoist was extremely shrewd to survive in the world of cultivation.

The black-robed Taoist priest unleashed his black banner, and with a single stroke, he could kill Zuoqiu Zhen and extinguish his Taoist power!

Wang Chao suppressed the urge to rush out. He had flying wings and an even faster hovercraft. If he got out, he might be able to rescue the two of them.

However, there were also great risks involved. Wang Chao's forehead veins bulged as he struggled.

On one hand, there is the mission of the nation; on the other hand, there is the inherent nature of benevolence and morality. How should I choose?!

Dynasty had encountered this problem before.

He was on a mission to Vietnam, dealing with both classified documents and kidnapped children, but he found a way to have the best of both worlds.

But now, if we rush out, there is a high chance that we will be killed by that black-robed Taoist. This black-robed Taoist is very strong, and is very likely above the fifth stage of Qi Refining.

Wang Chao felt an unprecedented sense of oppression from the black-robed Taoist priest.

The black banner held by the black-robed Taoist priest was getting closer and closer to Zuo Qiuzhen, who was seriously injured and had no way to avoid it.

"Atao, if there is an afterlife, I will definitely marry you!"

The Third Prince roared and charged toward the black-robed Taoist. He had forced A Tao to flee far away. At this moment, he had no more attachments. His biggest regret in this life was not giving A Tao a proper title.

"Human emotions are the most foolish thing!"

A whooshing sound came from behind, and the black-robed Taoist struck at Zuo Qiuzhen's black banner, then swung it at the Third Prince.

Bang!

The third prince was sent flying backward, crashing heavily to the ground. He spat out a mouthful of blood, struggled for a moment, but ultimately could not stand up.

At this moment, Wang Chao, hiding in the shadows, clenched his fists so tightly that the veins bulged and his nails pierced his palms. He was about to lose control of his emotions.