Chapter 821: Long Jiangling, Supreme
The soldiers of the grand army roared with a surging battle spirit, loud enough to cause the walls to tremble.
“Kill!”
“Kill!”
The formations surrounding the capital looked like a heavenly basket. Thirty-two holes with a diameter of one thousand meters suddenly opened, giving way for thirty-two battalions to come out.
They looked like rivers surging out with chariots and banners. Various beast riders roared the vanguard and crushed the stones and boulders along the way.
The powers close to the royal clan also rushed out with their experts. They looked like world-ending floods coming for their enemies.
The formations on the walls were also fully activated in a resplendent manner. Fireballs as big as meteors shot towards the battlefield.
The sky suddenly turned dark with clouds and lightning bolts the size of dragons. They instantly evaporated several thousand enemies.
The royal clan has been preparing formations in the capital for several thousand years. Some on the surface has been destroyed but not the ones hiding deep underground. The latter was out in full force now.
Lightning bolts and fireballs rained down like the end of the world.
Rakshasa Ancestor gazed at Supreme then at the incoming Jin army. He said: “So she still found a sliver of hope when it was hopeless. The astronomical signs have changed. Supreme protects… Supreme protects… Hmm, we’re withdrawing!”
Rakshasa’s army retreated like the tides.
The wisdom masters adept in astronomy would find a change up above beyond the red clouds. The star resembling Supreme was resplendent and presided in the center. Meanwhile, the dragons have dimmed down - a clear sign of declination.
“Hmm, Rakshasa retreated after the heavenly changes. Sigh, to fall at the last hurdle.” The cave master of Destruction stood on a cloud. His robe was fluttering noisily to the nether winds.
“That’s the empress for you, understanding the logic of the last line in using Supreme to turn the tides.” Feng Mo misled.
“She would have died regardless of her abilities without Feng Feiyun’s help.” The cave master replied.
“Haha, well, that is true since he sculpted the statue. Everything happens for a reason.” Feng Mo stared at Feiyun. His eyes turned cold for a split second before he started smiling again: “The empress has grasped a path towards survival but we do have the number advantage, still enough to take down the capital. Brother Wan, should we give it a shot?”
“Sure, the coalition can crush the Jin army but looks like the chance of winning is slim. Look, Sun Moon is retreating.” The cave master shook his head.
In the distance, Sun Moon’s banners were disappearing into the fog. They fought while retreating.
These first powers noticed that it wasn’t doable and decided to conserve their strength.
The coalition wasn’t that cohesive and started breaking. This was the case when they all had different agendas.
Some wanted to fight, some wanted to run. Both fear and courage were mixed, meaning that a fight would result in death.
The moment the astronomy signs changed, it signaled their loss.
“You have a perfect grasp on this, Brother Wan. So, tell me, do you think the royal clan will get payback against us if they win today?” Feng Mo smiled.
“Win or lose, they’ll be seriously wounded needing a couple of centuries. Who knows what will happen during that period.”
“Then we need to conserve our strength too in preparation for this.”
“Indeed.”
The two men exchanged glances and laughed. However, Feng Mo had a strange glint in his eyes.
“Sir, the Feng and Destruction are withdrawing.” The Life Walker stood behind the heretical king and reported. His armors were covered in blood.
The king stood on top of a high altar and watched the retreating forces. He sneered: “I’ve underestimated Long Jiangling, she’s worthy of being someone who I used to look up to. It was a sure loss yet she managed to do this.”
“Hmph, it’s all because of that brat, Feng Feiyun, or she wouldn’t have been able to do anything.” The first lord of Senluo gritted his teeth.
“That’s due to her abilities too. He was just a part of her calculation.” The king said.
“What should we do now?” The Life Walker asked.
“Fight! We still have the advantage and might not lose.” The king’s aura was as majestic as a rising sun. Each of his hair was brimming with power.
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Feiyun stared at Supreme. She was dressed in white and had a shiny glow. Auspicious clouds hovered around her. She looked just like a beautiful goddess from heaven. Others couldn’t help wanting to prostrate.
Watch out for Supreme. Yao Ji warned him before and her voice rang again.
He used his phoenix gaze for the second time but sure enough, this was truly Supreme, not a fake.
“Not bad.” She finally looked at him for the first time. Her eyes were the embodiment of elegance. Her lips were clear like jade. Her voice was a song from above.
Not bad? What is she saying? Feiyun got another bad feeling about the whole thing. He felt that her gaze was very similar to someone else’s - a woman who thought that she was superior to all.
A white ray came out of his shirt - the turtle. It landed on his head and asked: “What are you doing? A pretty girl is praising you.”
My ass! Feiyun finally got it - this gaze looked just like Long Jiangling’s - arrogant, prideful, emotionless.
There’s definitely a problem here.
He recalled his ancient coffin and wanted to talk to her to understand the situation. However, the woman ignored him and flew towards the camp of Senluo.
“Heretical King, you lost last time yet still aren’t giving up, do you dare to fight again?” She declared.
“Haha, you only relied on a sharp weapon back then and managed to cut off my sleeve, that can’t be considered a loss.” The heretical king was proud and flew to the sky. His black clouds covered the area as he readied for battle.
The two of them were too strong so they went to another area to fight.
“Long Jiangling, I hope you didn’t do what I think you did or you’re dead for sure.” Feiyun stared at the departing experts. His heart became cold.
“If I’m not mistaken, Long Jiangling had cultivated the sixth section of the Dao Scripture - Dao Heart Soul. Supreme’s soul has been refined into a seed and planted inside Long Jiangling’s dao heart. In other words, the two are one right now.”
“I see.” Feiyun’s eyes narrowed: “No wonder why my phoenix gaze can’t see through it. It is flawless, the two are two but one. Very well, I’ll cut down her soul and then I will imprint Hongyan’s memories and soul into her body, that'll help Hongyan take her cultivation too.”
“Don’t be hasty. Her cultivation soared greatly now, able to defeat the Heretical King, Rakshasa Ancestor, and the father of the Barbarian King. Now, she had refined Godfiend’s faith power and divinity too, it would be hard to find someone in this land capable of taking her down.” Yao Ji said.
Feiyun thought that he still wouldn’t be able to defeat her with his phoenix-dragon armor. He needed absolute confidence before trying.
“I heard she has an unstoppable sword too, able to cut down Dominating Armaments. Those three were wounded by it.” Yao Ji added.
“The heavenly weapon essence can do that. Dominating Armaments are nothing more than fourth-ranked spirit treasures. This is understandable.” Feiyun snorted.
He decided to leave Long Jiangling be for now. He just needed to reach Nirvana. His divine intents would become far stronger. By that point, the Ascension Platform should be able to exert its control over her. Her soul technique shouldn’t be able to erase the seal of a soul completely.
By this point, Yao Ji noticed another enemy - White Skin Ghost King.
It noticed Yao Ji’s glance and immediately fled in its chariot.
The two immediately gave chase for thousands of miles, managing to capture this creature. Yao Ji tore it into ten sections of ghost energies. She then condensed them into ten pills.
Feiyun looked down at the great battlefield then the sky: “This is over, the signs have changed. What’s your plan now?”
“I’ve bet everything on you. Don’t tell me that you’ll abandon me now after getting stronger?” Yao Ji let out an enchanting smile.
“Haha, of course not. Let’s go to Grand Southern Prefecture. I might be able to find a different way to get out of Jin.”
The two of them flew southward, no longer caring about the capital.
Meanwhile, Long Luofu stared at the horizon. Her eyes went from coldness to something inscrutable. She gently touched her stomach then moved her fingers towards her golden sleeve, clutching it tightly.
She disappeared from the wall in the next second.