Chapter 623 - 260: Dragon-Slaying Ambush, Triple Ring Lunar Maneuver 3

According to common sense, this is indeed the case.

Huang Shengong’s mind turned, he only thought of killing this female general soon, breaking up these ten thousand cavalry, leading his three hundred Profound Mechanism Warriors, racing to the front to charge into the opponent’s million-strong army.

If he were to be too late, it is very possible he wouldn’t even get to the soup, and this credit would definitely be snatched by the sinister Sheqing.

"Kill."

Huang Shengong swung the long halberd, the Golden Lion Beast beneath him leaped forward over dozens of feet, carrying a pungent wind as it pounced.

Behind him, the Profound Mechanism Warriors simultaneously shouted loudly, waving the Three-Pavilion Great Saber, stirring up a whirlwind as they closely followed the charge.

As for the over five thousand cavalry behind them, they couldn’t even keep up with their pace.

"Seven Stars."

Han Xiaoru’s face changed dramatically.

The two sides’ breaths collided; before the actual confrontation, there was already a vast momentum pressing forward like waves.

Her breathing quickened, she felt her body shrink by three points, and even the entire ten-thousand-cavalry formation’s fiery glow dimmed as they trembled, as if burdened with a giant mountain.

"Divine Martial Realm, and definitely not just Divine Martial Initial Realm."

Han Xiaoru was no longer a naïve country girl; she had witnessed Chen Ping fiercely battle with Venerable Divine Martial Realm experts twice.

Moreover, during the encounter with Situ Yun, the mastermind behind the Wind and Cloud List, Han Xiaoru had received a palm strike from him, almost having her body exploded—a true brush with death.

At this moment, feeling the breath of the enemy general riding a lion approaching, she understood instantly she was outmatched.

The opponent’s aura was even doubly more powerful than Situ Yun.

The overwhelming Qi Mechanism was tangible; before the clash, her ten thousand cavalry were already close to collapse. Once the battle starts, it would be disastrous.

Furthermore, Han Xiaoru noticed that behind this possible late-stage Divine Martial Venerable-level general were three hundred cavalrymen, each exuding a strong energy—each of them wasn’t far weaker than her own Qi Mechanism.

’Where did these experts come from, didn’t hear any sign beforehand.’

Despite her shock, Han Xiaoru maintained composure, stirring up some fierceness; her eyebrows were raised, she shouted sternly, "Steady yourselves."

If the main general’s fighting spirit isn’t diminished, the subordinate cavalry can stand firm too.

Starlight like silk ribbons merged into Han Xiaoru’s body, as blood-red golden flames soared into the sky, Han Xiaoru immediately flipped her wrist...

A red-golden Jade Ring had already soared into the sky.

That ring expanded larger and larger until it became mountain-sized, casting a glow across the sky.

"Hurry..."

Han Xiaoru’s face tightened, her left hand slashed downwards.

The Sun and Moon Essence Ring rotated and transformed into a giant fireball, crashing down like a meteor onto Huang Shengong.

She was no fool, aware she could not win, nor would she throw her life away.

Luckily, before setting out to battle, her junior brother had given her a life-saving Dharma Instrument, considered an absolute killing move. As long as she held on for a while, her junior brother should receive the news and hurry over soon enough.

"Fire Attribute Spirit."

A flicker of disbelief appeared in Huang Shengong’s eyes, his face full of unwillingness.

Are Spiritual Artifacts so affordable?

A mere Unity Realm military general has such an item in hand!

Moreover, it’s not some low-grade Spiritual Artifact.

This is middle grade.

Feeling his Infinite Tyrant Body True Essence, cultivated for over two hundred years, swiftly dissolve under the fiery red light, Huang Shengong felt like spitting blood.

In his life, he had fought across the Thirty-Six Islands, surviving hundreds of battles, often narrowly escaping death, earning great merit.

Yet, even so, he had never received a Spiritual Artifact in the Celestial Secret Tower; his proudest Dharma Instrument remained the Crescent Treasure Light Halberd in his hand, which was merely a top-grade Dharma Instrument.

Far from a low-grade Spiritual Artifact.

Despite this, he felt deeply grateful to the Celestial Secret Tower Master.

After all, he was merely a military general, not a Longevity Disciple.

As the saying goes, comparisons often breed resentment.

Greed surged in Huang Shengong’s eyes; instead of retreating, he advanced, his body slightly moving, and the Crescent Treasure Light Halberd emitted a shimmering green light, enveloping his body as he leaped up, striking towards the sky.

Although Spiritual Artifacts were indomitable, luckily, the female general opposite was only at Unity Realm, using it reluctantly.

If he withstands this blow, presumably, their Divine Will will be depleted, unable to strike a second attack.

How much power a precious treasure can display ultimately depends on the user’s own strength.

A gap in cultivation realm isn’t something one or two treasures can compensate for.

"Clang..."

Amidst the sound of metal and jade.

The massive fireball ring falling like a mountain suddenly shattered.

A wave of molten gold and iron heat spread in all directions.

Huang Shengong’s body was pressed heavily onto the ground as if weighed by several mountains, forming a giant pit over thirty feet in diameter beneath him...

The once majestic Golden Lion Beast only managed half a roar before its flesh turned to ash.

A dozen of the fastest running Profound Mechanism Warriors behind him struggled and roared, bodies cracking inch by inch, armors and weapons disintegrating and carbonizing, slowly turned to charred ash.

Huang Shengong spat out a small amount of blood-stained black smoke, smirked coldly, and said, "Now, it’s my turn."

He flicked the Treasure Light Crescent Halberd and his body became a black streak, charging fiercely at Han Xiaoru.

In a flash, he moved ten feet closer, seemingly about to reach her, but his body suddenly paused, halted in place.

Because, above his head, the fiery sunlight-like glow had dimmed and then brightened again.

A more powerful force was crashing down again with a thunderous roar.

"Can she actually wield it again?"

Huang Shengong gnashed his teeth and roared, "I wonder how many attacks you can make."

While the Dharma Instrument attacks, it locks onto the body, preventing any random dodging.

Though Huang Shengong’s Body Refining Technique was remarkable, he lacked confidence in using the Body and Footwork to escape the locked range.

Not to mention the flight speed.

The opponent’s Sun and Moon Ring drops as fast as lightning, entirely beyond his ability to evade, forced to endure it.

After another strike, Huang Shengong’s Tyrant Body began to crack, his body aching all over, as he briefly lost focus, the female general already charging up.

A Three-Pointed Double-Bladed Saber, wrapped in purple lightning, fiercely slashed over.

Though Huang Shengong felt slightly depleted, he still coldly smirked, despite sustaining injury from the Spiritual Artifact’s double strike; it wasn’t something a mere Unity Realm could challenge.

He flicked the halberd slightly.

Black glistening light flickered, his eyes showed a cruel gleam, ready to sever the opponent in two with one strike.

Boom...

In the midst of raging waves.

Huang Shengong’s surprise elicited a cry, his body uncontrollably retreated two steps, realizing the female general had been flung backward along with her horse; the Three-Pointed Double-Bladed Saber shattered as her hands and body sprayed blood, yet her Qi Mechanism remained undiminished, even stronger.

"To think she could block me once..."

Huang Shengong was astonished, just wanting to dismiss his retreat momentum and pursue with the halberd when the fiery ring was falling like a mountain again.

"Again."

Huang Shengong was momentarily dumbfounded.

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