Origin Paradise!

"All troops assemble! Breakout from the north city!"

General Hou roared to the sky, his anger rising so high that he couldn't help but bleed from the corner of his mouth.

Almost at the same time, as someone canceled the ability "Hand of Thorns," the thorns turned to ashes, and the hollow city wall began to collapse, destroying a third of the entire southern side.

"General, hurry up!"

"General, the Skeleton Dragon Cavalry has appeared in the north of the city; they're coming from the direction of Licheng!"

"Brothers, run!"

Beneath the city wall, the Indian man sat on horseback, looking languid. He patiently selected military command flags and then threw out all the offensive flags.

"Even a pig would know what to do in a situation like this."

"Charge!"

Five guerrilla generals each led their troops in a charge, with the Indians following symbolically. More than 20,000 Qingzhou soldiers poured into the breach in the city wall. This time, the enemy was routed as soon as they charged. Blades cut through flesh and blood, and spears pierced through bodies. Under the moonlight, shouts of killing and terrified cries filled the air.

Faced with the fall of the city, the fleeing Northern Wei soldiers frantically opened all the city gates, only to be met with skeletal dragon riders. Dengfeng City became a giant prison.

……

In the ruins south of the wall, a huge stone was pushed aside. Not far away, there were still some Northern Wei soldiers putting up sporadic resistance, but they could not stop the Qingzhou army from breaking in. Thanks to the full military pay and compensation from the last war, the soldiers were in high spirits.

A slender man in black shielded General Hou beneath him as he fell from a great height, causing his internal organs to shudder violently.

"General, go quickly! I know you've done your best. I'll cover your retreat; someone will come to get you!"

The man in black spoke resolutely. He was a wolf guard directly under the Northern Wei emperor, whose duty was to secretly monitor military commanders in the field.

General Hou coughed up blood several times, then calmly said, "Direction."

"South!" The man in black stood up, exuding the aura of a near-hero. As sparks flew from his pipe, two rear guard commanders in the Qingzhou army, originally intended to target the Pei family, immediately rebelled. These two Pei family members who chose to betray their families were of extraordinary value, since not everyone would abandon their family because of internal strife.

The south of Dengfeng City was immediately plunged into great chaos. General Hou mounted his horse and galloped away, not even glancing at the fallen city behind him, his eyes filled with determination and resolve.

"Want to go?"

On the riverbank outside the city, in front of more than a hundred cavalrymen, Jiang He, dressed in a white robe, held a bright red longbow in his hand, the string taut like a full moon. An arrow formed from concentrated energy appeared and shot out, the energy arrow soaring through the air like a tornado.

boom!

A feather fell, and someone caught the arrow with one hand. The overflowing gale cut the surrounding ground into cracks.

The newcomer was dressed in feathered robes, with a delicate yet handsome appearance. He looked to be only about thirty years old, of noble birth, and his hands were wrapped in countless red threads, which were exceptionally strong.

Jiang He couldn't help but squint.

The eighth in the land, a prince of the Northern Wei imperial family—Yuan Changling.

"I have been entrusted with this task, and I am acting in the loyalty of my sovereign." Yuan Changling smiled and said, "I beg Prince Yong to show mercy. Throughout history, it has always been rare for great generals to die in battle. This is not appropriate."

Strands of red silk swayed, pulling out more than twenty corpses and a huge box of Grade A Yang Steel. This grade of Yang Steel is an epic-level material.

"All the cultivation techniques that Prince Yong requested are here. I have also wiped out all the flies from the Nine Streams Sect and the Night Guards of Southern Liang. I guarantee that the transaction will not cause Your Highness any trouble."

Yuan Changling smiled kindly and said, "Could you let me meet the young master of Brother Wuhuan's family? I haven't been able to find him in Dongyang City or Qingzhou Army."

Jiang He waved his hand casually.

Among the accompanying cavalry, one of the riders removed his mask.

The Duke of Tiele looked ashamed; he was surrounded by tigers and wolves, and had just participated in the charge against the Licheng army.

The two sides faced off under the cover of night with perfect understanding. The Duke of Chile rode forward with trepidation, and Yuan Changling took the opportunity to push out the iron box. The lid was opened, and the martial arts manual inside was exactly the same.

"Your Highness, then I shall take my leave."

A few red threads supported the nearly collapsed Lord Chile. Yuan Changling checked him over, then took his leave and turned away.

“One life for another. Hou Yanshan is gone, you stay,” Jiang He said calmly.

Yuan Changling stopped and turned around, a half-smile playing on his effeminate face. He said, "Prince Yong wanted to nurture a bandit to maintain his own importance, so as not to be forced by Southern Liang to rush north. Why is he now criticizing me?"

Jiang He remained noncommittal, saying, "Lord Chile can leave. Go back and tell the Northern Wei clans that from now on, all prisoners in my hands can be redeemed with merit, young and old alike."

"Yes, sir." Duke Tiele hurriedly clasped his hands in acceptance of the order.

Yuan Changling couldn't help but laugh in anger. He kicked the man to the ground and charged after him once or twice, and the man was subdued. If the Wuhuan were present, he would surely have beaten the man to death.

Lord Tiele escaped alone, and the hundreds of skeletal dragon riders around him also withdrew from the battlefield.

The night was as still as water, and Dengfeng City burned like a torch.

In Jiang He's hand, a silver spear materialized, with dark red patterns spreading across its body, exuding a fierce aura.

"Then let's fight." Yuan Changling sneered, his hands fluttering with red silk threads.

boom!

Jiang He disappeared from the spot.

The billowing dust swept backward, and the silver spearheads resembled an array of iron cavalry, stirring up a cloud of smoke.

The ground shook as soon as the shot was fired.

Yuan Changling's ten fingers were like hooks, with red lines intertwining in front of him like a dense spider web.

Tear it apart!

The red threads snapped one by one, and silver light swept in. Yuan Changling could even see the fine hairs on the enemy's face. His expression became slightly serious, and he wove a shield from the red threads and placed it in front of him.

boom!

The shield shattered.

Yuan Changling's expression changed, and he retreated a hundred feet.

Countless red threads pierced the ground, dissipating the enemy's immense, ocean-like force. The ends of the threads blasted out large craters, leaving the ground within a radius of hundreds of meters riddled with holes.

"It's truly astonishing that someone who isn't a terrestrial deity possesses such destructive power!"

Yuan Changling glanced down at his chest, where the overflowing sharpness shredded some flesh and blood. That silver spear possessed a formidable destructive power that even the world's number one divine weapon, the Moral Heavenly Sword, did not have.

Without martial arts prowess and the body of a terrestrial immortal, this spear might have shattered his entire chest.

Boom boom boom!

Jiang He charged forward again and again, and the dozen or so red silk defenses collapsed one after another. Since his arrival, the experience accumulated from many collisions with the formations has given birth to a brand new Dragon Spear Technique: Iron Barrier.

The silver spear was thrust forward, its fierce spear energy crisscrossing like a densely packed iron cavalry formation, crashing straight ahead.

Boom!

Yuan Changling retreated another three hundred feet, his chest completely collapsed, and he casually spat out fragments of his internal organs, a hearty smile on his effeminate face.

One hand pushes back, the other moves forward.

Red threads, like the sea, surge endlessly.

—The Thousand Machines Entangling Dragon Hand.

shhhhhh!

Thousands of broken red threads along the way seemed to come alive in an instant, straight as spears, bursting forth one after another.

A jet-black armor appeared on Jiang He's body, but the red threads were extremely sharp, piercing through the armor and his body, leaving countless tiny wounds. Crimson corpse energy swept over his entire body, extinguishing any life force.

A red tsunami surged in from directly in front.

In an instant, the gun flashed like a ray of light.

—Dragon Spear Technique: Thousand Mountains Snow.

Like a heavy snowfall covering thousands of mountains, thousands of gun beams densely packed together blasted huge holes in the red silk tsunami until it was completely annihilated.

But amidst the crumbling red debris, Yuan Changling suddenly appeared. His feathered robe was already damaged, revealing his body made of red silk beneath, and his severely injured chest had fully recovered.

"Your power is returned to you."

Yuan Changling holds one hand forward, with silk threads woven into a glove.

boom!

The immense power unleashed by the dozen or so charges surged forth through the red threads, roughly half of which was transmitted through the red threads. This is a characteristic of the Corpse Dissection Red Threads; they can not only be transmitted to the ground but also be used to strike back at the enemy.

The impact was imminent.

As if struck by a mountain, Jiang He retreated sideways with his gun at the ready, all the way to the riverbank.

Yuan Changling pointed forward, and one after another, woven red paper kites fell to the ground like a rain of arrows.

Jiang He's white wings spread out behind her, and 10,800 holy feathers soared into the sky.

Whoosh whoosh!

Kites and feathers collided in mid-air, scattering countless sparks that illuminated the night sky like lanterns.

Jiang He's body was overflowing with blood, and the damage caused by the Thousand Machines Entangling Dragon Hand was intensifying.

Whoosh!

Yuan Changling stood a hundred meters away and swung his hand down, causing the broken paper kites in mid-air to gather together and form a huge red sword.

The giant sword fell, cleaving the lower Bian River in two.

A hundred-meter-long ravine blocked the river in the middle. Amidst the turbulent water curtain, Jiang He activated his first time loop, restoring his two halves of his body, and unleashed a powerful silver spear.

—Dragon Spear Technique: The Smoke of War Rises.

—Legendary Level: Wrath.

A dark red streak of light shattered the giant sword that had touched the ground from end to end. Its remaining power was undiminished, piercing straight through Yuan Changling's forehead, causing terrifying damage that nearly extinguished his life force.

Yuan Changling stumbled back two steps, but then suddenly regained his footing. His feathered robe turned gray and dripped with foul-smelling, turbid liquid. His handsome, effeminate face disappeared, replaced by a bizarre head covered in rotten flesh. His entire skeleton and flesh were replaced by red threads.

——Immortal Transformation: Corpse Dissection Immortal.

Due to the suppression of the Sun's core, local heroes and beings are unable to manifest their mythical forms, which are thousands of meters tall. Therefore, the transformation of gods into their own forms, which merges with their mythical forms, has become a signature technique.

The moment the Corpse-Dissolving Immortal appeared, a strange and powerful aura roared out, and his strength was significantly enhanced.

"I really, really don't want to use this trick."

The now incredibly ugly Yuan Changling began to grin maliciously.

In the distance, from Dengfeng City, the mist emanating from countless corpses surged in, fully restoring his condition and injuries. When he first ascended to immortality through corpse liberation, he naturally had a chance to shed his "mortal body".

boom!

Jiang He remained calm. He activated the Heavenly God Hunt and charged forward, his silver spear slashing horizontally.

—Dragon Spear Technique: Shatter Dragon Spine.

A faintly visible phantom of a giant dragon descended from the sky.

Yuan Changling sneered, "Haven't you heard of my Red Lotus?"

Wow!

Within a radius of 100 meters, the ground turned into writhing red threads, and rocks, trees, weeds, and river water all changed shape. The phantom of the giant dragon smashed the enemy to death, but Yuan Changling was like a living red thread, rising again from a boulder.

The huge crater created by the spear was instantly covered with another layer of red silk.

Yuan Changling raised one hand to the sky, then suddenly clenched it tightly.

—The Crimson Lotus Calamity.

Countless threads intertwined and converged, resembling giant trees rising from the ground. The extremely sharp forest tore Jiang He apart, and the branches swayed wildly, like a living wild beast.

But in an instant, an inexplicable power descended.

Golden blood flowed back, and jade-like bones were reshaped. The second time loop opened, and in the instant of revival, Jiang He plunged his spear into the ground with both hands.

—Legendary Level: Wrath.

—A near-legendary comeback.

—Legendary-level skill: Extraordinary Apocalypse.

boom!

The red lotus land covering a radius of 100 meters was doomed. The strands of red threads dissipated, and the ultimate move of "Immortal Transformation: Corpse Dissolution Immortal," which had made him invincible, was annihilated.

Yuan Changling couldn't help but tilt his head, his eyes empty, from which flowed turbid and foul-smelling liquid.

"What the hell are you?"