Chapter 638 - 265: Xuan Ji Soul Lock, Water Moon Mirror Light_3

The decisive battle between themselves and the Great Li Dynasty had reached its final stage. Logically speaking, the best move for the Beizhou Dynasty, which occupied a third of the population and territory of this world, would be to ally with one side and strike the other from behind.

This would align with the interests of the Black Lotus Sect and the Beizhou Barbarians.

But strangely, they did nothing, watching like the most impartial judge, just staring with open eyes.

This seemed somewhat unreasonable.

"There is, and can only be one reason: the two disciples of the Black Lotus Sect are already at the most crucial moment of breaking into the Ten Great True Disciples.

In other words, their Black Lotus is about to bloom and has reached its final critical point."

"Therefore, they absolutely do not want to divert their attention or attract my notice, only silently maneuvering in the background. Perhaps something has happened that I am unaware of."

Thinking of this, Chen Ping could no longer ignore the northern situation.

He understood that likely, the other side would not give him much time.

"Xiaoyue, increase manpower and efforts to infiltrate the Hu people in the north. We must find out exactly what the Black Lotus Sect is doing behind the scenes."

"I’ll handle it now."

Upon seeing Chen Ping’s expression, Ji Mingyue did not ask what had happened.

Immediately, she issued orders to handle the matter.

During this time, a large number of personnel from the Celestial Heart Pavilion mainly attacked Great Li Yujing, first infiltrating cities and provinces, leaving Shuofang City slightly under-resourced.

Since the Seventh Brother is personally concerned, it must be an important matter which could adversely affect us.

After making arrangements, Chen Ping could finally relax a little.

He also understood at this moment.

Since Li Xuanji successfully grasped the Law, he secretly controlled the Holy Beast on Fubo Island, set up pieces, and elevated the Wind and Cloud List, while keeping the forces of the Wind and Cloud Pavilion and the Situ Family in reserve.

Without asking, it’s clear that he intended to benefit endlessly from this world gradually.

If Li Xuanji could do this, those disciples on Black Lotus Island striving for the Ten Great True Disciples would likely have the same idea.

Even if they succeeded in realizing the Law, they would definitely think about controlling this world.

In this way, whether it is the Great Li Dynasty or our side, they are thorns in their eyes and flesh, to be removed completely.

Therefore, since they are destined to be enemies, unable to escape being calculated and attacked by the opponent, we must know ourselves and our adversaries to prepare for the confrontation in advance.

As for whether the other party will first comprehend the Law and achieve the Law Dao Alchemy, that is something unavoidable; we can only race against time.

Half depends on destiny, half on human effort.

Let’s see who can seize the initiative?

"Let’s go and see that Fox."

Though the Monkey volunteered to persuade the Fox to surrender,

Chen Ping couldn’t allow him to do so.

If the Fox had surrendered before taking any action, it would naturally be a great thing.

However, with Cui Huchen’s thirty thousand troops already being made fools of by the Fox, fighting in the air in seven or eight battles over nearly a month without advancing an inch,

they were played with, like fools.

After being toyed with like this, relying on the opponent to show mercy to pass through smoothly...

Chen Ping was worried that Cui Huchen and others, including the troops, would not be able to face others well.

More seriously, they might lose their morale and military essence, to descend into mediocrity.

That would not be good.

Therefore, he decided to personally go over and help vent their grievances.

To tell the thirty thousand troops that victory and defeat are commonplace in war...

As long as they achieve victory in the end, crushing their opponents.

No matter how much humiliation before, they would laugh till the end and hold their heads high.

...

Indeed, ahead was a sky full of yellow sand and flying dust.

It seemed that the two armies were in fierce combat, the sound of battle cries reverberating through the sky.

Cui Huchen frowned, deploying troops, soldiers changing formations under the banner’s command, with attacks and defenses flowing like water.

And Cui Boyu was even killing with such ferocity, his golden armor stained with blood, that even with his mid-stage Unity Realm strength, he was gasping for breath, with big dark circles under his eyes, looking like a panda.

When he saw Chen Ping arrive with a small contingent, he saluted listlessly.

"This subordinate salutes Your Majesty; wearing armor, I cannot perform a full salute, please forgive me, Your Majesty."

Now his eyes were already dazed, exhausted, even seeing the unusually sized golden-haired monkey beside Chen Ping, he only flicked his eyes slightly, not paying much attention.

’Has even his reaction become slow? It seems the Fox has tormented him considerably.’

Chen Ping looked at Cui Huchen with a peculiar gaze and asked, "Could it be that you haven’t realized that the troops in front are all illusions, not real?"

Under the manipulation of the "Arc Light" in the spirit realm, Chen Ping’s divine sense was incredibly powerful.

Looking closely at this moment, he saw colorful lights covering dozens of miles, like a mirage...

As if a pool of water, or like a round mirror, reflecting scenes of heroic blood battles, making people dizzy, lost, and unable to escape.

In reality, the thirty thousand troops under Cui Huchen were fighting with the air, wasting their strength, throwing away their joys and sorrows...

Fighting back and forth, they wore themselves out, exhausting and draining themselves.

"How could we not see that? But seeing it is of no use."

Cui Huchen said with a bitter smile.

"Your Majesty, please look."

With that, Cui Huchen ordered the trumpets to sound the retreat.

Upon hearing the call, the thirty thousand troops immediately withdrew to reorganize, shuffling chaotically, barely organizing the cavalry and infantry before they could set up camp when the sound of hooves like thunder reached their ears...

A dense mass of Great Li Cavalry appeared ahead, with fiery battle flags and bristling arms.

The enemy was coming to attack.

This time, whether Cui Huchen ordered it or not,

the thirty thousand King Ping’s Army already roared and charged to meet the enemy.

They couldn’t stop even if they wanted to, already engrossed, if not fighting, they would die.

Telling them it’s fake wouldn’t work.

When a blade is swung at your face, when a horse hoof is about to trample you, would you dare not to dodge?

In the line between life and death lies great fear.

Truth becomes when falsehood is genuine, and no one dares to gamble.

Chen Ping even suspected that in battle, his troops might feel pain when struck by swords and could sustain mental injuries if killed.

He heard faint giggles around him.

"What a Fox."

Chen Ping looked at the Monkey beside him, whose face didn’t look good, and chuckled, "Let me meet her."

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