Chapter 1620 - 183: Speed Is of the Essence in Warfare

Chapter 1620: Chapter 183: Speed Is of the Essence in Warfare

If we cannot live together, then let us die together!

The Ninth Prince’s words echoed atop the walls of Yanbai City.

At this moment, Han Li fell into silence.

He looked at the Ninth Prince’s serious expression, his emotions complex, with a hint of comfort in his eyes.

All these years.

Fan Yin Temple, Chong State, Xuanbei Pass...

Countless people have been struggling desperately.

In fact, everyone was fighting desperately for the "Ninth Prince."

But if at a moment of crisis, the Ninth Prince doesn’t dare to step forward... how could such a person qualify to become the new monarch of the Li Kingdom?

"Alright."

Han Li exhaled a breath of foul air, no longer inhibiting him.

...

...

The demonic winds howled, and Nalan Xuance sat hanging high above the sky.

Swish.

The next moment.

A tall figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Master Luo, you finally arrived."

Nalan Xuance smiled faintly.

He looked up at the person in front of him, casually lifted his sleeve, tapped his fingers, and immediately countless threads from the Iron Curtain swirled in the high skies, quickly forming a round cocoon, enveloping the two of them inside.

"Xuance."

Luo Lie placed one hand on his long saber at his waist.

His expression was complex as he looked at the person before him, speaking softly: "Must it be this way?"

He and Nalan Xuance had many years of friendship.

Before the upheaval at the Crown Prince Mansion.

The two... were once close friends who spoke about everything.

Once intimate friends now standing against each other with drawn weapons.

This was a situation neither side wanted to see.

"Master Luo stabbed me first."

Nalan Xuance chuckled, casually stating: "It’s not me who must be this way, it should be you, right?"

"..."

Luo Lie fell silent.

In some respects, he indeed felt guilty towards Nalan Xuance.

But there were some things he had to do.

For the One Strike Sect.

For his son.

And for himself.

He chose to stand on the side of the Ninth Prince, standing opposite Nalan Xuance.

"Not long ago, I briefly entered the River of Destiny, not exactly a Divine Travel, but I caught a glimpse of fate."

Luo Lie suddenly said, his voice hoarse.

"Oh?"

Nalan Xuance smiled nonchalantly: "Should I congratulate you then?"

His heart remained calm.

Because such matters of Divine Travel... are truly too elusive!

Except for the Sect Leaders at the level of the three strongest, who else in this world can wander freely in Divine Travel?

Luo Lie is powerful.

But he fell far short of a Zen Master, even if he stepped into the River of Destiny, it was just a fleeting glimpse.

Nothing worth worrying about.

"Xuance, there’s still time for you to stop."

Luo Lie sincerely and solemnly addressed his old friend: "I can guarantee with my life that if the Crown Prince is willing to back down, then the Ninth Prince can forgive and forget. You can take the Crown Prince back to Xuanwei Island, and Da Li promises not to act against you."

"Are you joking with me?"

Nalan Xuance seemed to have heard a huge joke.

Surrounded on all sides.

The army is pressing hard.

He was just one step away from victory, yet Luo Lie was advising him to stop.

How could he stop?

How could he even think of stopping!

"Boom!"

Thunder suddenly rumbled at the Heavenly Peak, Nalan Xuance took the initiative, and countless straight lines of thread from the iron-curtain-formed cocoon burst forth, like Flying Swords.

Luo Lie sighed lightly at the sight, then drew his saber in reverse.

Rip!

A streak of jet-black saber light flashed!

The extremely pure Path of Destruction surged forth like a river.

The threads of the Iron Curtain shattered instantly in response, but Nalan Xuance’s offensive was like a tidal wave, churning fire waves within the cocoon, ice winds, and various worldly abnormalities of the Xuanwei Technique appearing at the same moment, fiercely smashing towards Luo Lie.

Luo Lie spoke no words, merely continuously wielding his saber.

This fierce battle between the two had already occurred several times.

Logically speaking, Luo Lie should have the advantage...

After all, this Sect Master of the One Strike Sect had cultivated the Path of Destruction to "Great Success."

Even though Luo Lie’s Path of Destruction could not compare to Xie Xuanyi.

But this Intent was truly too overbearing.

Iron Curtain, Xuanwei Technique, Armored Puppet, all of Nalan Xuance’s magic and divine skills struggled to gain the upper hand in face of the Path of Destruction.

Yet the current situation was that Luo Lie was firmly suppressed by Nalan Xuance.

Under Nalan Xuance’s relentless divine skill attacks, Luo Lie continuously wielded his saber, barely managing to parry.

The space around him was continuously pressured.

This Sect Master of the One Slash Sect held a solemn expression, his face hinting at paleness.

From within his large sleeve, small specks of blood spilled out...

The reason he fell to a disadvantage was due to the numerous battles over the given period.

Primordial Energy depleted, muscles and bones weary... stacked injuries impacting Luo Lie’s state, while in contrast, Nalan Xuance fought with increasing courage, freely flinging those Xuanwei Technique divine skills as if without cost.

Moments later.

The Path of Destruction was mostly worn away.

Luo Lie stood with the mallet blade, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve.

He looked downward.

The battle of Yanbai City had descended into its fiercest stage.

At the main gate of Yanbai City, Han Li and the Flower Master were locked in combat, both giving their all in a match that should have been evenly matched; the balance was broken by the addition of the Marquis Yuanping, forcing Han Li into fighting two foes at once, falling into a disadvantage.

On the west side of Yanbai City, Jian Qingqiu led the Mysterious Armor Heavy Cavalry out of the city to launch an assault, but was countered by Marquis Qinghe with heavy cavalry, capturing them with a Great Array.

Yun Ruohai led the spies towards Luoyu Mountain, attempting to break the array in the chaos, but was ambushed by Marquis Pingnan.

Nalan Xuance looked downward as well.

He also saw the current battle situation.

"This battle is about to be won."

"And you... advise me to stop?"

Nalan Xuance looked at Luo Lie, his voice compassionate, more so dismissive.

"You cannot win."

Luo Lie wiped away the blood, shaking his head.

"Can’t win?"

Nalan Xuance paused for a moment, then scoffed.

For today, he had spent an unknown amount of effort, and now the entire Li Kingdom, inside and out, up and down, no one could spare themselves.

Who could arrive at Yanbai City?

"I saw a glint of Sword Light in the River of Destiny."

Luo Lie openly stated: "That person has returned from the Demon Country, you should know, right?"

"..."

Nalan Xuance’s smile froze slightly on his lips.

He knew Luo Lie was referring to Xie Xuanyi.

The news that Ling Chenzi and Nether Sea Venerable had perished had spread across the world, which he naturally knew immediately.

Regardless.

Just half an hour ago.

His one armored puppet clone was cut down by Xie Xuanyi’s Sword Qi at Xuanbei Pass.

Thus, he hurried to deploy the array and assault the city before dawn. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ

He was aware of this "variable"...

Nalan Xuance feared Xie Xuanyi, of course.

However...

Matters in this world must make sense.

In less than half an hour, to arrive at Ning State from Xuanbei Pass, he did not believe such extreme speed existed in this world.

"Speed is of the essence."

Nalan Xuance stated impassively: "The person you are waiting for won’t make it in time."

Having said that.

He clasped his hands in a seal.

In the pitch-black sky, countless threads converged again into Flying Swords, their tips aimed at Luo Lie.

"..."

Master Luo took a deep breath, clutching his saber with difficulty, preparing to hold on for another moment.

Just then.

A very light Sword Sound rang out in the long night.

With a rip.

The circular Great Domain formed by the [Iron Curtain] suddenly shattered, dotted with clear radiant brilliance flooding in.

This brilliance was the sword fire.

Only a small cluster.

Yet it was extremely dazzling, making it hard to open one’s eyes.