Chapter 350
by post_apiChapter 350: A Sword Flying to the Immortal, Bing Yuyan
Yuluan had emerged from her seclusion, and her combat power surged to a new height. She was fully prepared to challenge Yaoruoxian, determined to prove her worth once and for all.
With the support of the Ironback Blue Bull, she was virtually unstoppable, none from the current generation could rival her.
The Ironback Blue Bull bellowed and charged straight toward the final Hunt Dragon.
Although Hunt Dragon was at the seventh level of the Opening the Sky realm, he could only retreat awkwardly in the face of Yuluan’s relentless assault, forced to rely on backup from other Hunters’ Guild experts.
The battle fell into a deadlock.
Despite the Taixu Dynasty’s numerical superiority, they couldn’t seize the advantage.
The thirty thousand Golden Moon Riders pierced and sliced through the hundred thousand black wolf riders, breaking their formation and preventing them from concentrating their strength.
Moreover, two nearly unstoppable forces loomed over the battlefield.
One was Bing Yuyan, the other Cold Thief Tian.
Both were terrifying, but especially Bing Yuyan—she found no opponent capable of matching her. The black wolf rider commander was forced to abandon Gu Qianmu just to intercept her, prompting other Great Boundless experts to step in against Gu Qianmu.
Even so, the commander was severely wounded and sent flying by a single swing of Bing Yuyan’s sword, the gap in power was simply too great.
Bing Yuyan was unmatched.
She carved her way through the battlefield, surrounded by freezing winds and flashing lightning, slaughtering black wolf riders on a massive scale, effectively erasing their numerical advantage.
This turn of events left the black wolf rider leader anxious. He roared, "Guild Leader, if we don’t use our trump card now, we won’t be able to hold on!"
At the same time, Jin Zhihong, locked in combat with Demon Sword Yi, unleashed a blinding flash of holy light from his sacred eyes, forcing Demon Sword Yi back. Then he pulled out a bull horn and blew it with all his strength.
A mournful and desolate sound echoed across the battlefield.
Gu Qianmu, still engaged in combat, turned pale and shouted, "That’s the horn summoning the Zhu Yue Army!"
The Zhu Yue Army was an elite force forged specifically to annihilate the Cold Moon Dynasty. Though only ten thousand in number, each soldier was a killing machine, trained for coordinated slaughter.
Under the command of the brutal Li Xingkuang, the Zhu Yue Army had once secretly challenged the Cold Moon Dynasty.
Ten thousand Zhu Yue troops had defeated one hundred thousand elite soldiers, achieving total victory.
Their savagery was like reapers unleashed from the underworld.
Li Xingkuang was one of the most infamous Great Boundless Perfect Stage experts in the Western Desert.
“Haha! No wonder you’re called the top intelligence leader in the Western Desert. You recognized the Zhu Yue Army’s arrival just from the sound of the horn!” Jin Zhihong laughed maniacally. “Your insight is impressive, but you’re too late. The Western Desert you once knew is no more. It was easy to keep it hidden from your eyes.
You sensed our intent to strike, but we were already prepared. The Zhu Yue Army was not just meant to eliminate Zhang Yang, but to wipe out the Golden Moon Riders your Cold Moon Dynasty worked so hard to build.
We’ve already slain the Golden Moon Saint. Do you think we’d hesitate to slaughter the rest?”
His wild laughter echoed across the field.
Enraged, Demon Sword Yi activated the third eye on his forehead and launched a ferocious attack against Jin Zhihong.
To be seen by Zhang Yang as someone who tread a terrifying path apart from sainthood, Demon Sword Yi’s fury was terrifying to behold.
Their battle escalated into a whirlwind of violence.
Blood flew in every direction as both sustained grievous wounds.
But brutality wasn’t confined to their clash alone.
Even Yaoruoxian couldn’t completely suppress Jin Liuli, who had prepared special treasures in advance to counteract certain saintly laws. She then activated a secret technique, forcefully boosting her combat power and managing to hold her ground.
The entire battlefield was drenched in blood.
At that moment, the Zhu Yue Army arrived.
As Gu Qianmu, Yuegui Long, and others from the Cold Moon Dynasty turned pale in shock and dread, Cold Thief Tian let out a low, resonant howl. His twenty Thief Guards gathered in front of him, merging their strength so perfectly they seemed to embody the very essence of the saintly path, and charged straight into the Zhu Yue Army.
This enraged Li Xingkuang, the commander of the Zhu Yue Army and one of the most formidable Great Perfection experts in the Western Desert. Without hesitation, he began preparing his counterattack.
Jin Zhihong shouted, “Li Xingkuang, kill Zhang Yang!”
In the midst of his bloodthirsty frenzy, Li Xingkuang finally regained his focus, their primary target was still Zhang Yang. This was a bloodline command passed down by the Supreme Emperor, one that could not be disobeyed.
“Leave it to me!” he growled.
Li Xingkuang grinned menacingly, leading over a hundred Zhu Yue Army elites toward Heavenly Reaching Mountain.
They had just broken away from the main battlefield when a stunning, goddess-like figure appeared in their path.
Bing Yuyan stood before them.
At that moment, the black wolf rider leader, accompanied by over a hundred black wolf rider experts, charged forward, shouting, “Brother Li, take this woman down first, she’s too dangerous!”
Li Xingkuang sneered, “A mere woman? She can be dealt with.”
And with that, he lunged forward.
The black wolf rider leader was alarmed and shouted, “All together!” urging both the black wolf and Zhu Yue experts to attack in unison.
Bing Yuyan slowly raised her Ice Spirit Holy Sword, her long hair cascading like a waterfall, radiating brilliant holy light. Cold, piercing lightning coiled around her.
Whoosh!
She struck.
A sword that soared toward the immortal realm!
In that instant, she seemed to transform into a true sword immortal, her brilliance darkening the sky and illuminating the battlefield, outshining the sun, moon, and stars.
Whoosh!
The sword pierced through.
She landed.
The Great Boundless warriors behind her froze in mid-air. One by one, their corpses began to fall.
“How can you be so strong…?”
The black wolf rider leader turned to face her, collapsing weakly to the ground as a thin line of blood appeared across his neck.
The commander of an army of a hundred thousand was dead.
The only survivor was Li Xingkuang.
This famous Great Boundless expert of the Western Desert felt a deep gash across his chest, down to the bone. He fell to one knee, gasping for breath as cold sweat drenched his forehead. He had managed to block Bing Yuyan’s most devastating strike, but only barely. It had brought him to the brink of death.
“Who… are you?” he growled through gritted teeth.
Bing Yuyan, the proud goddess, responded coldly, “The first Great Boundless of the Southern Region, Vast Forest, Bing Yuyan.”
Li Xingkuang’s expression changed in shock. “The first Great Boundless of the Southern Region!”
Those words carried terrifying weight.
It was a title earned through blood, Bing Yuyan, who had slain five hundred Great Boundless experts herself.
“Prepare to die.”
She declared coldly and attacked once more.
But Li Xingkuang remained decisive. He activated an ancient teleportation array not to escape, but to descend directly into the midst of his Zhu Yue Army.
With a single command, he summoned five thousand elite troops to join him, activating the Thousand Men’s Forbidden Law of assault.
The five thousand merged their strength, transforming into the image of a massive, ferocious tiger. It roared across the battlefield, trampling everything in its path, enemy and ally alike as it charged directly at Bing Yuyan.
“Watch out! That’s the Thousand Men’s Forbidden Law!” Gu Qianmu shouted.
Bing Yuyan planted her Ice Spirit Holy Sword firmly before her. Her flawless, radiant face glowed with the holy light reflecting off the blade, as chilling energy and crackling lightning coursed down its spine to the tip. She soared into the sky and struck.
A beam of sword light infused with both ice and thunder, sliced through the void and collided with the charging tiger.
Bang!
The tiger was terrifying.
The five thousand men, under Li Xingkuang’s command, fought with strength comparable to that of saints, though they lacked true understanding of the saintly path.
They shattered through the sword light unscathed.
The spectacle left many spectators sighing in awe, while the soldiers of the Taixu Dynasty erupted in cheers.
But their celebration was short-lived.
Because above the tiger, Bing Yuyan appeared.
She had never intended to destroy the tiger with her first strike, it was just a distraction. Her true assault was this.
A sword flying to the immortal realm.
In that moment, she radiated like a celestial maiden, the most resplendent light on the battlefield.
Bang!
Her sword light tore through the air.
The tiger was pierced and violently ripped apart. Over a thousand Zhu Yue soldiers were instantly slaughtered, and two to three thousand more were wounded. Only a few of the strongest Great Boundless elites, including Li Xingkuang, managed to survive the onslaught.
The Thousand Men’s Forbidden Law of the Zhu Yue Army had been destroyed.
Bing Yuyan’s graceful figure streaked forward through the carnage, not stopping for even a moment. She charged directly toward Li Xingkuang, her Ice Spirit Holy Sword aimed straight at his brow.