Chapter 564 - 241: The Shenxiao Sword Stirs, Chen Ping Attacks the Mountain (Part 3)

With the formidable martial force of the Shenxiao Sword Sect.

Even if there are more forces at the foot of the mountain, they are nothing more than a swarm of ants.

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Amidst Teng Cangshan’s roar, the lightning on his body turned into a blazing sun, shining bright red in the middle, he surged down the mountain first.

He had already seen, in the far distance on the plain, the squads scattered like swarming ants, like a net, sieving through again and again.

Blocking all the passages in front of the Shenxiao Mountain Range.

"If my junior hadn’t set out by water, braving great dangers, and actively drilling into the belly of a Piggy Dragon, passing through the defense line with the current, we might have truly been blocked by this army, with no one able to ascend the mountain."

"Moreover, if the disciples on the mountain find no supplies coming up after a long time and come down to investigate, they would also be ambushed and killed by the spies of the Celestial Heart Pavilion hiding in the forest."

Rushing along, Teng Cangshan’s long sword sparkled with lightning, striking down three black-clad attackers, as the five hundred disciples behind him shouted in unison, like five hundred fierce tigers descending the mountain.

The so-called defense line was broken with one charge.

Completely unable to stop them.

Struck by the blindingly white lightning, they were charred to cinders.

"A disorganized mob is no match for us, kill..."

After cutting down several people, Teng Cangshan sensed the weak martial arts of these roadblockers and burst into laughter, his figure flickered, emerging from the forest.

The view before him was open, unobstructed.

He intended to rally morale, take advantage of the momentum to charge at the galloping cavalry ahead, but suddenly, his heart tightened, his lips parted wide, and his eyes bulged like a toad.

"No..."

As an outstanding disciple aspiring to be the grand master brother of the third generation of the Shenxiao Sword Sect, Teng Cangshan not only had ambition but also foresight.

Moreover, earlier he disregarded the worsening injuries of the junior from the belly of the Piggy Dragon, who succumbed to his wounds, and seized the time to inquire thoroughly.

He learned about the distribution of forces in the southern counties below the mountain.

He also heard about where Chen Ping’s King Ping’s Army’s true strength lay, how they won victories, and how Daoist Mingcheng and Yan Beifei met their deaths.

Furthermore, he asked clearly what made Chen Ping’s military array so difficult to deal with.

Of course, those matters seemed distant.

In his view, his target this time down the mountain was actually just two vanguard squads, no more than ten thousand in total.

The truly troublesome ones were only the two female generals.

However, with two masters accompanying him, and carrying a Purple Sky Thunder Talisman himself, he felt there was nothing to worry about.

But the scene before him seemed not right.

What was the brilliant starlight illuminating the entire plain under the dim moonlight?

Moreover, in the air, a gigantic red sun appeared, with a bright halo shining, where did it come from?

"Seven Stars Dipper Grand Array, Sun and Moon Radiance!"

Reluctance, regret, fear...

Various thoughts formed a torrent in Teng Cangshan’s heart.

He could only let out a wretched howl.

Turning to flee.

He knew there was no way he could escape, but the magnificent army array looming like an ocean of stars, like a mountain rushing down, had drained all his fighting spirit.

The massive fireball descending from the sky like the setting sun, cast the mountain in a scarlet light.

It illuminated the faces of over five hundred people, revealing their utter despair.

They had no idea which direction to flee.

In fact, under the full spiritual artifact attack of the Divine Martial Realm, those of a different level shouldn’t even think of escaping.

Locked by the Qi Mechanism, the soul drawn, it was swift as lightning.

Apart from taking a direct hit, any other action was futile.

Even Teng Cangshan and Cao Dayong couldn’t retrieve the yet-to-warm "Purple Sky Divine Thunder Talisman" from their chests.

They only managed to slightly move their fingers, their arms bending, reaching the front of their clothes.

When the all-encompassing red light descended.

"Boom..."

The immense heat swept in all directions.

The surrounding ten-mile mountains were flattened by this strike, countless trees, soil, and rocks, all turned to ash and scattered, a massive mushroom... cloud, circling up to the sky.

Dark red, blinding white, orange, icy blue...

The firelight changed colors, until only the red and white remained, turning into a dazzling white.

On the mountain and below, everyone couldn’t help but turn their heads, afraid to look for too long.

They feared their eyes would be blinded by the light.

Teng Cangshan, Cao Dayong, and over five hundred Shenxiao disciples, without a chance to make a move, were all turned to ash under the full strike of the Sun and Moon Essence Ring.

Only Mingfa and Minghe, who had remained in the back, escaped as they were outside the attack’s range.

Even so, the two of them were left with tattered clothes, half of their hair singed, covered in dust, repeatedly spitting out ash, their bodies burnt red by the flames.

Spitting them out...

The two simultaneously spat out small mouthfuls of blood.

Watching the blood evaporate mid-air.

Utter shock filled their minds.

"The Sun and Moon Essence Ring has fallen into his hands, and he can exert its full power, Mingcheng, you deserve to die."

Mingfa felt so vexed he wanted to cough up more blood.

Minghe had no time for cursing, although he also wanted to scold Mingcheng and Yan Beifei for being useless, those two fools brought their own downfall, but they shouldn’t have strengthened the enemy.

What about this?

Minghe pulled out a "Purple Sky Divine Thunder Talisman", transforming his body into lightning, escaping swiftly while angrily shouting, "This person is unstoppable, Master must intervene, let’s go."

He felt a bit of a brotherhood despite everything.

At the brink of life and death, he could not help but remind his fellow brother of nearly a hundred years.

The opponent used the Sun and Moon Radiance, face unchanging, showing the immense strength of his Divine Sense.

To know, even his own master, when using the Sun and Moon Essence Ring to its maximum effect, went pale for a while.

This showed just how strong the young man on the black-hoofed white horse was.

’Even without noting how effortlessly he maneuvered the spiritual artifact, the mere fact he dared to lead troops to storm the mountain, coming right here, said a lot.’

Minghe fled towards the mountain top, glimpsing the purple hall’s exterior wall, hearing a thundering crash midway up the mountain.

He turned back.

Seeing a dragon roar, as the purple thunder hit, vaguely noticing the golden sword light, carving a long path.

Starlight shimmered, black and white Qi swirled...

The purple lightning poofed into smoke and vanished.

Over a hundred trees, severed simultaneously, were tossed up by the Qi Force by ten feet.

Crackling mid-air.

A round, bloodied object also flew up.

The thing dangled with black threads, the wind unveiled its eyes and brows.

It was his own brother’s distorted, despairing face.

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