World Of Cultivation

by Stayrr

World of Cultivation is the tale of a disgruntled young man and his quest to be the best farmer he can be, at least if it wasn’t for those annoying people who keep getting in the way of his pursuit of agricultural excellence. Will conspiring forces turn him into a sword cultivator, or will he manage to throw off the shackles of fate and grow the best darn crops in the sect? Those

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Chapter Eight Hundred and Ninety Seven – Liang Wei's Plan

Everyone was stunned by Liang Wei's proposed battle plan.

Inside the large hall, Liang Wei's voice echoed.

"The enemy possesses a weakness that is not a weakness. They do not have a god-level expert. Additionally, the battalions that guard each jie do not belong to the same faction. When pressed, they will not work so well between themselves. The enemy's carefully created defense line is strong. If we just charge, we will definitely be defeated, and the fatalities will be high."

"However, our strongest point is that King is god-level."

Liang Wei's wolf-like gaze swept across the entire hall. At this time, his edges were completely displayed.

No one opposed him. Liang Wei was right. In front of a god-level, this defense line could not reach perfection. But even so, each of them was shocked by Liang Wei's daring plan.

"We will send four hundred thousand to the first engagement and openly attack the five jie defense line. There is only one aim, to put pressure on the entire defense line, enough pressure. That way, they can only fight for themselves, and the cooperation between them will be cut off."

Liang Wei continued, his expression calm and confident. He did not show any timidity in front of the hall of strong experts.

"When the enemy is completely suppressed, King will lead an elite of fifty thousand to attack Sky Wood Jie guarded by the Mo Marshals Alliance. Sky Wood Jie is the final target of our attack. There are two reasons, one is that the Mo Marshals Alliance is the weakest, and is the best opening. The second is that this defence line is the territory of the Mo Marshals Alliance. Once Gongzi Xi is defeated, Mo Shen Temple and the Heroes Alliance will be fighting on foreign land. They will have a much harder time rallying local help."

"If we can open a hole, the enemy holding the five jie defense line will be meaningless. They can only retreat. We will move in and successively invade Hundred Savage Realm!"

Liang Wei slowly spoke his conclusion.

The hall was completely silent. No one had recovered from the shock.

In this plan that Liang Wei had designed, the amount of manpower invested into the first attack reached an astounding four hundred thousand. They would sortie eighty percent of their manpower for the first wave of attack. This was something rarely seen in wars, and risking in such a large amount was even rarer.

It as the first time everyone was waging a campaign of such scale. They were extremely cautious.

Someone objected, "Wouldn't it be too dangerous to invest so many forces the first engagement?"

Liang Wei explained, "The other has the benefit of the defense line, we cannot add to their morale. If we cannot defeat them in the first wave, their confidence will increase, emboldened they will be more likely to fight to the death and their defense will strengthen. Then the five jie defense line will become a meat grinder. We may be pulled in to die."

Someone else stood up to object, "The plan is good, but the fatalities will be too high!"

Liang Wei did not avoid the topic and said honestly, "Yes, the fatalities in this plan will be high, however, our superior numbers is our advantage. We can accept fatalities of this degree. I think it is worthwhile to use a certain amount of fatalities in exchange for time, space, and morale. Also, breaking any defense line will always have high fatalities, let alone one like this."

The opposers were silent. No matter who the person was, the fatalities would be high in defeating a defense line.

Liang Wei suddenly looked at Zuo Mo. He hesitated but still gritted out, "The crux of this plan is King. If King wins, we win!"

He actually had something he didn't say. If King lost, they lost. But he didn't say it.

Would King lose?

No one dared to make a sound in the hall.

An Mo stood out and shook his head. He said, "The fighting has just begun. There is no need for King to personally go to the front lines. We can first test them and then try to find a weakness in the defense line ... ..."

Zuo Mo waved his hand and interrupted An Mo. He stood up and looked around. "We'll use this plan. An Mo, Liang Wei, organize the battalions to attack each jie tonight. The battalions are to follow the plan and be in attack formation."

Zuo Mo's words concluded the entire discussion.

He had to admit that Liang Wei's plan was outstanding. There was no aspect that appeared spectacular but it was honest. Even if the enemy knew their plan, they would not have a solution.

This was the true style of a great general.

No one knew how important time was to Zuo Mo.

No wonder Pu Yao had endless praise for Liang Wei. A plan like this did not have many complex parts, but not everyone would have the resolve. Only when one clearly saw the benefits and shortcomings involved would they have such decisiveness and bravery.

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An Mo and Liang Wei responded. An Mo did not agree, but he would still carry out King's decision seriously.

Zuo Mo looked at the crowd and said coldly, "This King will be fighting at the front! Battalions, remember, this battle has me, we are invincible! We will advance, not retreat! Anyone that disobeys, kill! Anyone that is fearful and does not advance, kill!"

The two "kills" caused the temperature in the room to suddenly decrease.

It was the first time they saw King so cold and decisive. Their hearts shook, they stood and responded, "Yes!"

Countless blinding light swept across the sky. The lights were like rain and illuminated the night sky as bright as day. The enormous explosions were like strong sound attacks that battered at people's minds and their eardrums.

Gongye Xiao Rong bit down on his lips and almost bit through them. The formation in front of him was almost completely covered by Kun Lun's attacks. He could see the corpses blown into the air by the explosions and pillars of blood shooting into the sky.

This battalion that he had spent countless efforts, blood, sweat, and tears to create was being killed. That simple and cruel defense line was one that he had rushed to build.

He had expected that Kun Lun would put everything into the attack but he had still underestimated Kun Lun's offensive strength. The one that attacked his battalion was Mu Xuan Battalion.

This female battalion that was famed for her detailed attacks was so dominant when she attacked!

The battalion at the front was being killed off. With every person's sacrifice, his heart dripped blood. His hand uncontrollably trembled, but his gaze did not wave at all.

He was waiting. Waiting for the time to retaliate.

Mu Xuan Battalion attacking without any restraint would cause them to use a great amount of shen power. Gongye Xiao Rong used half of his battalion and jinzhi to delay the other for the chance to attack.

He rejoiced that it was Mu Xuan Battalion that attacked him and not Xue Dong Battalion. Just as he expected, Mu Xuan Battalion was strong, but it was clear that they were not skilled in a strong offensive tactics. They did not have good control of how much shen power they used.

This was his only chance, a chance that he used the lives of half his battalion to trade for.

The resilient Gongye Xiao Rong did not forget his sensitive perception due to the pain he was enduring.

The enemy's attacks still rained down wildly, but Gongye Xiao Rong detected that hint of exhaustion in the storm, the easing of the relentless storm.

It was now!

Gongye Xiao Rong did not hesitate and shouted harshly, "Kill!"

There were less than two thousand people next to him!

These people had watched with glaring eyes as their brothers were killed, and were mad.

Tian Huan's unique attacking battle formation suddenly lit up with blinding light that no one had expected. At the same time, at the ground to the flank of Mu Xuan's battalion, the same light lit up. Before Mu Xuan had arrived, Gongye Xiao Rong and set up small-distance transportation formations in the surroundings.

These transportation formations had been concealed with thick layers of earth. Mu Xuan Battalion had not detected them at all.

Woosh!

The battalion disappeared in the air and appeared at the flank of Mu Xuan Battalion.

The presence of the battle formation reached a peak and shot in the air. Hundreds of blinding circles of light flew into the enemy battle formation.

The sudden attack caused Mu Xuan's battalion to descend into chaos. Blood sprayed out. These blinding circles of light were filled with countless seal scripts. Once they flew into Mu Xuan Battalion, they spun at high speed as they grew in size. Everywhere they passed, blood flew.

However, Mu Xuan Battalion was a famed elite battalion. After the initial panic, they quickly recovered and responded.

A proportion of the xiuzhe quickly cast defensive shen techniques while another group prepared attacking shen techniques.

Yet, quickly, their expressions changed!

Their shen power was almost used up!

Woosh woosh woosh!

Another wave of hundreds of circles flew into Mu Xuan Battalion!

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Mu Xuan paled. She finally realized what Gongye Xiao Rong had planned. She was filled with regret. She had been careless!

They had been unstoppable before. Under the attacks of her battalion and Mi Nan's battalion, Gongye Xiao Rong and Mu Shuang had been repeatedly defeated and left nearly crippled. While North Tian Huan had joined Mo Cloud Sea, far water did not resolve thirst. She had dismissed both Gongye Xiao Rong and Mu Shuang. In her view, taking Tian Huan was just a matter of time.

Because Lin Qian had asked them to conquer North Tian Huan as fast as possible, she had chosen a strong offensive strategy.

Mu Xuan Battalion that had almost no shen power left had the advantage of numbers, but the lively thousand or so people held the upper hand.

Gongye Xiao Rong led his battalion of less than two thousand to furiously attack Mu Xuan Battalion.

She had misstepped!

Mu Xian's expression quickly recovered and she ordered without hesitation, "Fourth Team, engage them. Everyone else, retreat! Use ling beasts!"

Soon a troop of two thousand flew out of Mu Xuan Battalion and engaged Gongye Xiao Rong.

The other people called out their ling beasts and retreated.

Gongye Xiao Rong saw this and did not chase. He continued to herd and kill the two thousand that were coming towards him. An hour later, none of the two thousand were alive. No one had managed to escape.

Gongye Xiao Rong didn't feel any joy and only endless bitterness.

This counterattack could not be counted as a victory since he had traded half of his battalion's lives. When Mu Xuan came back, they would have no chance at all.

Fortunately, they had finally managed to push back this attack and won a few days of time.

He was also going to retreat.

Behind him, all of North Tian Huan was creating a retreat of astounding scale. The people continued to move in the direction of Mo Cloud Sea. Tian Huan's defense line was completely destroyed. The difficulty of holding this region was high.

In the plan that Gongsun Cha and the others had designed, Kun Lun could take North Tian Huan but they would only leave behind scorched earth. All of Tian Huan would be moved into Mo Cloud Sea.

Mo Cloud Sea's enormous business network displayed its astounding power at this time.

Countless transportation ships of astounding volume appeared out of nowhere. Forming enormous fleets. Like ants moving, they transported the people of Tian Huan away.

And long lines were forming at all the transportation formations. The pieces of jingshi were being used up like water flowing yet Mo Cloud Sea did not care. They continued to transport over batches of jingshi to the transportation formations. It was the first time that people saw jingshi piled up in literal mountains.

The powerful and rich Mo Cloud Sea entered full war mode. No one could underestimate it.

North Tian Huan and their people had been in a state of war already. The rule Gongsun Cha had set down was only transport people and not resources. As a result, the effectiveness was astounding.

The few days that Gongye Xiao Rong won with his sacrifices was extremely valuable.

At another transportation formation, a strange battalion stepped out. These people were completely expressionless, their pupils grey-white, covered in grand tattoo and showed no signs of life.

When a male with a cold expression and was completely covered in mo matrices walked out of the transportation formation.

"It is Bie Han Daren!

Exclamations rang out among the crowd, The exclamations spread and the crowd started to shift.

"He's Bie Han Daren?"

"Heavens! This is Sin Battalion!"

After the exclamations passed, joy and smile floated on the faces of these people. Their hearts finally landed. They were safe with Bie Han Daren here!

The people from Mo Cloud Sea straightened and lifted their heads up high with respectful and reverent expressions.

He was Bie Han.

Translator Ramblings: More plot advancement. Getting close now.

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Chapter Eight Hundred and Ninety Eight – Strong Attack

When Bie Han saw the terrible state of Gongye Xiao Rong Battalion, he was astounded. A battalion that suffered this level of casualties could be said to be crippled, but their faces gave him pause. Their faces were filled with sorrow and pain, but also with hate and spirit.

Bie Han nodded inwardly. This battalion was not crippled.

When Bie Han saw Gongye Xiao Rong's calm expression, it proved the conclusion he reached. . While he looked exhausted and fragile, his gaze was filled with determination.

"Leave this to us, go rest."

Bie Han's voice had a hint of respect. This had nothing to do with strength. The kind of spirit and determination it took to still hold on and think of ways to force the enemy back in such a disadvantageous battle was worthy of respect.

"Alright." Gongye Xiao Rong looked at Bie Han. He felt sadness. Tian Huan had declined and died. Mo Cloud Sea was like the sun in the sky. The change was something that people who were inside Tian Huan felt more deeply.

Bie Han seemed to see what Gongye Xiao Rong was thinking and said, "Your equipment and resources have arrived. Pick your own soldiers. If you are fast, you can still return to this big war."

Bie Han's tone was cold, but Gongye Xiao Rong could hear the care inside it.

Gongye Xiao Rong became alert. Bie Han was right. This war had just started. If they finished recovering fast enough, they could still make it in time.

This battle was important to him and Tian Huan.

"Man thanks!" Gongye Xiao Rong bowed solemnly to Bie Han.

Bie Han nodded and then turned around expressionlessly to leave.

Bie Han glanced at the ruined battlefield and didn't have any intentions of setting up seal formation defense lines. He was not skilled in defense and he didn't need defense.

"Find the position of Mu Xuan Battalion," Bie Han said coldly.

Dozens of scouts disappeared into the air.

He did not stay where he was but ordered Sin Battalion to advance. He sent out scouts along the way in search of Mu Xuan's position.

Soon, the scouts found Mu Xuan.

Mu Xuan Battalion was advancing murderously. After recovering their shen power, how could Mu Xuan Battalion accept their defeat.

However, Mu Xuan had a deep impression from last time. She reflected deeply and had learned her lesson. No top battle general was easy to deal with. Even if the enemy did not have the same manpower, she should never assume the other did not have the ability to retaliate.

Mu Xuan became more wary after she was bitten by Gongye Xiao Rong when she had the advantage of manpower. While she had returned this time, she was not careless.

Large numbers of scouts were sent out.

Soon, the scouts of both sides met in skirmishes.

Mu Xuan quickly learned that there was an unknown battalion that was moving in her direction. She became even more wary. Someone that knew her strength and still dared to come over was not a normal person.

She became even more wary but did not retreat.

Soon, she saw the enemy battalion.

Mu Xuan's expression became grave.

Bie Han's Sin Battalion!

They came so quickly!

"What do they want to do?" Youxi Ya Ke looked dazedly at the battalions that were gathering in front of the formation and murmured.

The battalions flowed and gathered.

The troops were coming constantly as though it was endless.

Everyone, including Youxi Ya Ke was stunned by the scene. In a short period of time, over sixty thousand people had gathered in front of them.

What kind of joke was this?

Any average battalion here was just two to three thousand people. Sixty thousand people, that meant the enemy had gathered about thirty battalions here.

Youxi Ya Ke's eyes were experienced. From the presence that these sixty thousand exuded, they were not normal battalions! They were well trained, they may be lacking compared to his Youxi Battalion but at least comparable to the battalions of his subordinates.

Even more importantly, numbers!

The defense line that Youxi Ya Ke was stationed at was only twenty thousand people. Youxi Battalion was only five thousand strong. The other fifteen thousand were from various elite battalions.

Suddenly, Youxi Ya Ke shook and called over his second in command. He howled, "Go ask what the situation at the other places are like?"

Youxi Ya Ke released his hand. The second in command scrambled to contact the other battalions. Youxi Ya Ke looked dazedly at the terrifying group of battalions with a dark expression. He murmured, "We cannot be this unlucky, is my place the break point?"

If that was the case, then it would be terrible!

Soon, the second in command rushed back and reported with an ashen face of the situations of the other battalions.

Youxi Ya Ke was stunned.

There was an astounding number of enemies gathered at each battalion's base, all of them elite forces.

When he calculated the number, he suddenly shook. His face turned ashen. The enemy had put more than three hundred thousand elite troops into the first wave of attacks!

It was so ... ... so terrifying!

No one knew about their own situation better than Youxi Ya Ke. Hundred Savage Realm had fought endlessly for years, and the expenditure of their battalions had been astounding. While they said they had gathered three hundred thousand, about one hundred thousand of this were just normal battalions.

Battalions were not judged just by numbers, their training and skill level was even more important. Usually, battalions were divided into three ranks.

The strongest top battalions were all lead by the famed battle generals. The difference in numbers between these top battalions was great large. For example, Bie Han's Sin Battalion was always around three thousand people, while at the other end Mu Xuan Battalion was ten thousand. However, at that level, what was important was the collective fighting power, and not numbers.

The second rank was the elite battalions. On average, these battalions were weaker than top battalions, but were stronger than normal battalions. It could be said that the elite battalions relied on numbers. The numbers determined the difference in power between opponents. Elite battalions usually did not vary greatly in their skill. They fought based on numbers.

The third rank was the normal battalions. They were usually the local garrisons, and acted as reserves for elite battalions.

Hundred Savage Realm had fought among itself for ten years, while Nether Realm had rested for ten years. The difference was completely on display now.

Youxi Ya Ke's heart continued to sink. His battalion was the strongest of the Mo Shen Temple next to Chief Mo God. The Mo Shen Temple had two top battalions. The Chief Mo God lead one, Youxi Ya Ke lead the other, but the difference the number of elite battalions was too high.

Top battalions were trump cards. They either decided the battle or they were used as intimidation. Elite battalions were the main forces in war and were usually the battalions that were exhausted the fastest. In the ten years of internal conflict, Hundred Savage Realm's elite battalions suffered significant losses. This didn't just lower the number of elite battalions, it also decreased the skill level of the elite battalions.

Cultivation needed time. The training of an acceptable elite soldier took time.

The enemy knew their weakness!

And used the simplest and most direct method, a strong attack!

And an attack on all fronts!

Fighting with more than three hundred thousand people!

Youxi Ya Ke's mouth tasted bitter. He could see the problem but he didn't have a solution.

The battalions' shadows stretched out like a forest. Each face flashed with heated fighting spirit. There was only one person in their field of view—the unparalleled king wearing the bronze mask.

This battalion was over fifty thousand people. They were lead by ten gold battle generals, each of which was a lord of a region or the leader of a clan. They had been through hundreds of battles, were experienced and reliable. They were shrouded in killing intent and were authoritative.

There was glory in having King personally leading them, the ten gold battle generals were extremely excited. When they learned that their battalions had been picked to be led by King personally, everyone knew how rare a chance this was, and they decided they would fight to the death.

These fifty thousand were the elite of the elite. Each person would be the absolute strongest of an area. Also, each of them had at least ten years of experience in a battalion.

This meant that no matter if it was individual power, or combat training, they were some of the best.

The entire place was silent and filled with killing intent.

These fifty thousand would be led by Zuo Mo. This was the first time Zuo Mo was leading such a large battalion. His gaze was as usual as he swept across the battalion. His mind was unaffected.

"King, they are in their position!"

The second in command next to Zuo Mo reported loudly.

Everyone heard this and their fighting spirits rose!

An Mo and Liang Wei were both participating in this battle. Due to this, they arranged a second in command to communicate with the battalions for Zuo Mo.

It was about to start!

This battle was crucial for Zuo Mo. It as not just important for Zuo Mo's empire, it would also greatly change the structure of the world. Strangely, Zuo Mo's heart was calm. It was not affected at all by the great battle about to start.

Without realizing it, he had reached a position of power that he didn't even dare to think about in the past. But Zuo Mo who was maturing by the day became even more composed.

"Attack!"

Zuo Mo's icy order was like a spark that immediately ignited this unprecedented campaign.

A defense line of five jie, an army of three hundred and fifty thousand attacking simultaneously!

The defense line exploded. The scene of an army of three hundred and fifty thousand attacking at once was almost unimaginable.

The shen power of three hundred and fifty thousand gathered on the thirty five thousand mo captains, then to the seven thousand mo colonels, and then to the seven hundred silver battle generals.

The shen techniques with their astounding power covered the entire defense line.

The shen technique each silver battle general released was different. Some sprayed fatal nether mist that immediately covered a range of a hundred li, others were bright, grand, and came like a storm that robbed life, some were silent and caused immediate death.

What was even more stunning was the attacks of gold battle generals.

The shen power that could destroy the land allowed them to release the strongest of shen techniques. Their powerful control allowed them to easily control the pace of the battle.

Boom boom boom!

Grey blade energies hundreds of zhang long with long tails trailing behind as they smashed on the light shield of the defense line. The light shield made from jinzhi wavered violently.

Before they recovered, the grey mists dozens of zhang tall turned into skulls, packed rains of candles, and white screaming fist energies and other things that smashed against the light barrier.

The light shield was like a fragile bubble that immediately shattered.

No one had experienced such a terrifying attack, a barrage of such intensity! The shen power of three hundred and fifty thousand was furiously send into the battlefield as though it didn't cost anything in a spectacular display!

The impenetrable five jie defense line wavered under the fires of battle.

Zuo Mo knew it was time for him to attack.

He unhooked the King's Horn from his waist.

Translator Ramblings: Lil' Cliffy wants to show up again before it disappears forever.

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Chapter Eight Hundred and Ninety Nine – Horn! God-level!

His fingers held the King's Horn.

Shen power was channeled in, the densely pack bloody shen glyphs on the King's Horn lit up rapidly. A vast and authoritative presence spread outwards with Zuo Mo at the center.

The ten gold battle generals at the front jumped. Their expressions almost froze on their faces, this was ... ...

The King's Horn moved towards his face, and sounded with an exhale.

Woooo!

The ancient horn sounded on the battlefield. The flashes of lights and the ear-deafening explosions could not suppress this long horn that rose out of the dust of time.

Everyone on the battlefield stopped. They seemed to hear something in their body explode. A profound and cryptic glyph lit up in their blood. The power that was hiding in their bloodlines seemed to be awoken by the horn.

Submit!

Instinctive submission!

The invisible presence covered everyone on the battlefield. All the mo on the battlefield instinctively submitted. Their bodies were out of their control. Their spirits were stunned.

The same horn, but the effects on the two sides were different.

This strange power that rose from their bloodline would intimidate the spirits and restrain them if they had the thought to resist. It was unspeakably uncomfortable.

Yet those subordinates under Zuo Mo's command felt as though a fire had been lit in their bodies. They were filled with endless power, they did not fear any battle!

All Hail The King!

It was the first time Zuo Mo blew the King's Horn without restraint. Just now, he finally understood what was inside this legendary article of the King. Crafted inside the King's Horn was the First Mo King's comprehension about the mo's bloodline power.

The King's Horn stimulated the deepest and most basic power of the mo bloodlines.

It was a terrifying power!

Zuo Mo felt a wave of respect. There mo bloodline power had no secrets in the eyes of that First Mo King!

Zuo Mo quickly refocused. He noticed the flames that lit up in the eyes of his commanders!

"Kill!"

The icy order sounded in every corner of the battlefield.

Zuo Mo appeared at the front of the battle formation.

The defense line at Sky Wood Jie wavered under the strong attacks. The battalions of fifty thousand attacked furiously without regard for shen power. Almost all the seal formations and jinzhi collapse in a short amount of time.

Gongzi Xi hadn't thought that they would encounter such a fierce attack.

The army of fifty thousand people seemed to cover the sky. These attacks filled with the energy of death were grey, black, white and green as they rained down.

It was the first time that Gongzi Xi encountered such a ferocious attack that he even had a short moment of dazedness.

When he recovered, he immediately noticed the subordinates surrounding him were unconsciously resisting. Gongzi Xi immediately recognized the problem. The pace of battle was being dictated by the enemy. His side was fighting back out of instinct and lacked organization. Reactively responding like this was meaningless.

Gongzi Xi was about to shout to stop them when a low horn suddenly sounded over the battlefield.

Gongzi Xi seemed to be struck by lightning. The energies in his bodies roiled and he was astounded. His expression changed dramatically, this was ... ...

He was a top battle general. Having transformed from a noble young master into a top battle general, his heart was not as fragile as it had once been. He immediately turned to look at his subordinates, and his heart sank.

Everywhere he saw, his commanders were dazed, all soulless.

A legend suddenly appeared in his mind.

King's Horn!

That was the King's Horn!

He suddenly turned and looked towards the enemy battalions.

At this time, he saw the enemy battle formation split open from the middle. The battle formation that had been fighting against them parted to the sides and a battalion showed themselves through the split. At the very front of the battalion was a mo wearing a copper mask that looked coldy at him.

"Kill!"

Instantly, Gongzi Xi's heart almost stopped beating.

But after a short daze, he recovered. And then Gongzi Xi paled.

So fast!

The enemy had almost reached them.

"Defend! Defend!" Gongzi Xi shouted. His handsome face did not have any of his nobility and dignity. He only hoped now that his shout would get his side to focus.

What reassured Gongzi Xi slightly was that this battalion he had spent so much effort to build had not completely collapsed under the pressure. They gathered their remaining morale and started to muster a defense.

The enemies in his field of view released light. The violent shen power vibrations caused Gongzi Xi to feel as though it was a shen power wave heading towards him.

The ten gold battle generals flashed with light that was as thick as fire.

But what was the most blinding was Zuo Mo at the front.

Surging shen power that filled the space around him. The shen power that contained terrifying power slowly flowed around him. The space around him twisted. People could not see his figure clearly, only the surging shen power and a figure like that of a mo god!

A dot of light flew out of that figure.

Gongzi Xi's pupils suddenly widened, not good!

Yet that dot of white light immediately flew in front of him. At this time, the dot of light had turned into a patch of blinding white light.

As though the sun was thrown at him!

They did not have the time to struggle before they were swallowed by the blinding white light that had expanded rapidly.

The most crucial three hundred li of the entire Sky Wood Jie defense line was consumed by the burning white light. The burning white light silently consumed everything.

Only a breath after the expansion of light did a tsunami of sound swept outwards!

The terrifying flows of energy made even the Nether Realm Battalions feel as though they were in a storm.

Everyone was stunned dumb by this attack, even if this attack had been released from their side.

Before this, no one could draw on the shen power of fifty thousand elite!

So no one knew what it would be like when the shen power of fifty thousand were gathered together into one attack.

Now, they knew.

Ten breaths later, the light finally faded.

What appeared in front of them was an enormous chasm that was three hundred li in wide, an enormous crack that stretched beyond the horizon.

The deep chasm was thirty zhang wide and the surrounding walls were as smooth as glass. There was nothing in the deep hole. The crack was over ten li long and seemed bottomless. The shape cut into the ground in a perfectly rounded edge.

If they could see into the ground, they would find that the structure of this jie had been completely changed.

No one could muster up the bravery to stand against such an attack.

The strongest battle general and the strongest battalion of the Mo Marshals Alliance had turned to dust. The remaining Mo Marshals Alliance forces lost the bravery to fight.

Even Zuo Mo hadn't expected that the shen power of fifty thousand was so terrifying when gathered together. When the amount of shen power reached a certain level, it would cause a tangible change. The shen power of fifty thousand gathered together was not the same as twenty thousand or thirty thousand.

Even he had almost lost control.

That attack had been risky. He wouldn't dare to do it again.

However, what comforted Zuo Mo was that this attack had laid the foundation for the victory over Hundred Savage Realm!

No one will be able to stop the steps of their advance!

Victory was unstoppable!

Xue Dong's battalions stealthily appeared at the borders of the four Minor Dhyana Sects.

Soon, the traces of Xue Dong Battalion were found.

Xue Dong did not fear this. He quickly defeated a few battalions of the four Minor Dhyana Sects. Yet he quickly realized something was not right. Yang Yuan Hao was not at the four Minor Dhyana Sects!

Xue Dong was startled.

Yang Yuan Hao was not at the four Minor Dhyana Sects, then where was he?

Xue Dong had not lingered. He had travelled day and night to the four Minor Dhyana Sects. Xue Dong had wanted to ambush Yang Yuan Hao. One on one, Xue Dong had enough confidence to win.

Mo Cloud Sea had the advantage in the number of generals, and this was not good for Kun Lun. Even though Kun Lun had developed some good young battle generals in the past few years, but there was still a big difference between these young people and the present top battle generals.

Gongye Xiao Rong and Mu Shuang's battalions would only recover after recuperating for a while. In other words, Mo Cloud Sea's active troops, other than Gongsun Cha and Bie Han, were Yang Yuan Hao and Gu Liang Dao.

The plan was first defeat Yang Yuan Hao and Gu Liang Dao to create good conditions for the final battle with Mo Cloud Sea.

Xue Dong had headed for Yang Yuan Hao, while Lin Qian had gone alone to deal with Gu Liang Dao.

If Wei Sheng and the others had not returned, Lin Qian's target would have been Gongsun Chao. However, Wei Sheng and the others did return. Lin Qian was still extremely wary of Wei Sheng.

Kun Lun had the advantage of strength and there was no need to take such a risk. Gu Liang Dao only had a Shuang Yu with him, and he was only pseudo god-level. Alone he was not a threat to Lin Qian.

First grind away the claws and teeth, then fight. That was Kun Lun's strategy.

However, when Xue Dong found that Yang Yuan Hao was not at the four Minor Dhyana Sects, his expression changed. This meant that Yang Yuan Hao had left the four Minor Dhyana Sects early. Even the higher ups of the four Minor Dhyana Sects were not present. The signs all indicated that when Kun Lun had attacked North Tian Huan, Mo Cloud Sea had started their actions against Kun Lun.

Xue Dong was not an ordinary person. Almost instantly, he guessed Yang Yuan Hao's goal.

Kun Lun!

However, after guessing the other's intentions, Xue Dong was not too nervous.

If Yang Yuan Hao thought that Kun Lun's rear was empty, that would be a great mistake.

The higher ups of the four Minor Dhyana Sects were not here. There was no meaning in sweeping away the four Minor Dhyana Sects. At this time, time was most precious!

Xue Dong did not hesitate and left the four Minor Dhyana Sects. Before leaving, he ordered the five Great Dhyana Sects that had sided with Kun Lun to attack the four Minor Dhyana Sects.

Cannon fodder should be dealt with by cannon fodder. A place of this significance was not worthy of his battalion's effortstime.

At this time, he received a message from Mu Xuan.

Mu Xuan Battalion encountered Bie Han's Sin Battalion!

Xue Dong's eyes lit up. He was not far from Mu Xuan Battalion. As long as Mu Xuan Battalion delayed Bie Han for a few days, he would arrive. At that time, he could complete a pincer strategy with Mu Xuan Battalion against Bie Han. Even if Bie Han had wings, he would not be able to fly away.

He hadn't thought of this. Yang Yuan Hao had left, and Bie Han came.

Xue Dong immediately realized that this was a perfect opportunity to eliminate Bie Han's Sin Battalion!

Translator Ramblings: There goes the nuclear bomb.

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Chapter Nine Hundred – Fight To The Death

Mi Nan's face was black.

He received Xue Dong's orders asking him to immediately move closer to Mu Xuan to surround Bie Han. If they could destroy Sin Battalion, it would be a heavy blow to Mo Cloud Sea.

Both Yang Yuan Hao and Gu Liang Dao were top battle generals, but in the eyes of Kun Lun, their threat level, and the threat levels of Gongsun Cha and Bie Han were not at the same level.

This difference was like the difference between Mi Nan and Xue Dong.

However, Mi Nan was unable to leave being tied down by Mu Shuang.

A few days ago, he had crippled Mu Shuang Battalion. Only slightly more than a thousand people were left. But this thousand with the support of a few normal battalions were forcing Mi Nan to stay.

The cruelty and harshness of the battle surpassed Mi Nan's imagination.

The other's defense line was in shambles but they were steadfast. Mi Nan's side would bombard them, but once they stopped, the enemy would rush out of somewhere, leapt at them, and dragged them down to die.

Even Mu Shuang was fighting at the front lines. The normal battalions they usually dismissed were fearless.

Everyone was familiar with each other. Mi Nan's battalion and Mu Shuang's battalion knew each other well. Some were even relatives.

Mi Nan was also familiar with Mu Shuang. He knew that the old person on the other side had the desire to die with his enemies.

Tian Huan had already died.

Mi Nan knew that this was troublesome.

Mu Shuang was a just person but was deeply respected in Tian Huan. If he decided to sacrifice himself, countless people would follow him to leap like moths to a flame.

As expected, Mi Nan Battalion was scared by the enemy's furiousness and fearlessness. Their morale was low. Mu Shuang's side did not have the strength, but they had the will to die so they did not fear death. Mi Nan Battalion actually started to decline back when Mi Nan split up Tian Huan. For a battalion, if they did not have strong core beliefs, they could never become a top battalion.

Usually, it couldn't be seen, but once it came to a battle like this when they needed to put their lives on the line, it would be exposed.

When he saw the fear in the eyes of the commanders, Mi Nan's heart turned cold. If Mi Nan did not usually keep strong control on the discipline of the battalion, this battalion would have collapsed already.

A hint of confusion flashed through Mi Nan's eyes. Sometimes, he would wonder if he was correct in what he did.

But soon, his gaze cleared up.

He took a deep breath. He was also pushed to the precipice as well! If he lost this battle, he would lose everything. All the power and glory would be far from his reach!

Mi Nan's gaze flashed with vicious light.

He had no choice!

You want to to fight to the death!?

Mu Shuang, I will satisfy you!

Mu Xuan was in a terrible state. She hadn't expected that she would encounter Bie Han.

She had suffered a small loss against Gongye Xiao Rong. That had been due to carelessness. Carelessness should not occur in a battle general of her level, but fortunately, the loss had not been large.

But when she encountered Bie Han Sin Battalion, the pressure on Mu Shuang suddenly increased.

From a long time ago, Bie Han had entered the ranks of top battle generals but his ranking had always been low. People's evaluation of Bie Han was never high. Offensively strong and weak defensively, skilled in charges, weak in strategy, however, Bie Han's Sin Battalion was still one of the few undefeated battalions of the world.

Gongsun Cha's Vermillion Bird Camp and Bie Han's Sin Battalion had never lost a fight.

The two were both top battle generals but what they had experienced was completely different. Lil' Miss Gongsun had been of low birth, but he had what could be considered a smooth path on this road of becoming a battle general. Even as he became a top battle general, almost everyone's evaluations of Gongsun Cha were strangely similar. This was a great battle general, he had powerful strength, astounding strategic vision, and even more terrifyingly, he had no clear weaknesses.

Bie Han had one been thought of a young genius on the same level as Jiang Zhe but then was buried for many years. He betrayed Xuan Kong Temple, returned to Hundred Savage Realm yet what he encountered was disdain and mockery. He couldn't even get the jinzhi on his body removed. No one was willing to help him.

These people were probably full of regret now, there had once been a great battle general in front of them ... ...

Fortunately, he encountered Zuo Mo, and had started to show his great power. But he was still not comparable to Gongsun Cha's light.

Bie Han only changed people's impressions of him at the battle of the Mo Marshals Alliance. While the battle had increased people's opinion of him, Sin Battalion had been heavily injured. People once again had a negative outlook on Bie Han.

An unique genius that endured great hardship was probably the best description of Bie Han.

However, Bie Han still became a famous battle general. Even someone like Mu Xuan felt anxious facing him. Having just suffered a loss, Mu Xuan Battalion had reduced power and their morale was low. Mu Xuan would not care about these things when she was facing other enemies, but this was a terrible matter when she faced Bie Han's Sin Battalion.

When taking over Xi Xuan, Bie Han had defeated all the factions with the remnants of Sin Battalion until they didn't know which way was north.

And right now ... ...

Complete!

They were complete! Sin Battalion had a way of getting reinforcements.

Mu Xuan's eyes narrowed and swept across Sin Battalion. She did not find any new member of Sin Battalion. They didn't look any different than before.

Bie Han did not intend to waste words, and immediately set up an offensive formation.

Mu Xuan's gaze turned cold, and flush rose on her face.

She was wary of Bie Han but didn't fear him. Any top battle general would never lack confidence and the trust that they would win. Otherwise, they would not have gotten to where they were!

Her eyes flashing with cold light, Mu Xuan shouted, "Teams, Coiling Wind Sword Formation!"

Before she finished speaking, the formation changed. The troops had been in organized ranks before, but now they were like strands of swaying sea grass.

Each "sea grass" was giving off faint light. They gathered their shen power and waited for the incoming attacks.

Bie Han looked expressionlessly at the formation in front of him that was filled with killing intent. It was not unexpected to him that Mu Xuan had used a battle formation designed to grapple. She was famed for her detailed tactics. Sword formations had many variations and could change quickly. No matter what style the opponent used, they could quickly find a method to subdue them.

While his expression was still cold, there seemed to be a ball of fire burning inside Bie Han. His blood boiled at being able to fight against a powerful opponent.

The [Arsonist] seemed to feel his fighting spirit. It flowed with light as though fire was streaming by.

[Arsonist] had been constantly modified and improved by Gold Crow Camp in these tens years. It was slightly different from when Zuo Mo had forged it.

Not just [Arsonist, even Sin Battalion that surrounded him was filled with fighting spirit. They were connected mentally with Bie Han. Bie Han felt as though he was in a sea of fire.

It was the first time he had encountered this.

Come!

Sin Battalion attack!

Sky Wood Jie being lost announced the defeat of the five jie defense line.

There was no meaning in holding the five jie defense line. The soulless Mo Shen Temple and Heroes Alliance retreated in panic almost overnight.

The morale of Nether Realm rose.

All Hail The King!

Unite The Mo!

People finally started to dream of the day that the mo would be united

After defeating the five jie defense line, all of Hundred Savage Realm appeared in front of the Nether King's great army. Zuo Mo did not hesitate and allowed the army to move in. The factions along the way surrendered as they arrived.

One reason was because the Nether Realm army was truly powerful, and the other was one that Zuo Mo didn't know whether to laugh or cry about, the King's Horn.

The King's Horn was something from the legends and these legends all resurfaced now. All the rumors said that the Nether King was likely to be the king to next unite the mo.

It came to the point that whenever they came to a place, An Mo and the others would ask Zuo Mo to blow the King's Horn.

With Zuo Mo's shen power, when the King's Horn was blown, the entire jie would hear it!

Zuo Mo gaped at the effectiveness of this move. If he blew the King's Horn on the first day, then on the second waves of faction leaders would come in to willingly surrender.

There was nothing more effective than this move!

Zuo Mo used this method to quickly take over the territory of the Mo Marshals Alliance. He had the upper hand, and taking over the territory meant that he was connected to Mo Cloud Sea.

This allowed Zuo Mo to sigh in relief.

What was left was only the Heroes Alliance and the Mo Shen Temple.

The Heroes Alliance was not strong and they were only a loose organization. Zuo Mo placed no importance on it. The one that could be an obstacle to the army was the Mo Shen Temple.

The Mo Shen Temple wasn't just the largest and the strongest faction, the rule of the Mo Shen Temple was strong.

Zuo Mo's advance speed was not fast. While he was in a hurry, he did not want any accidents to happen at the rear. Only after taking over all of the Mo Marshals Alliance's territory did Zuo Mo decided to speed up.

At this time, Liang Wei sent a message back.

An Mo was reliable and had the authority so he was left with Zuo Mo. If he was in charge, it would save great trouble for Zuo Mo. Liang Wei was sensitive and reactive, clever and suitable for being leading the attack.

As expected, Liang Wei's results were outstanding. Other than leading the King's Horn, he also led one hundred thousand troops. They were extremely ferocious and headed directly for Heroes Alliance.

At this time, Heroes Alliance had not given up and appeared as though they wanted to fight to the death.

Yet Liang Wei executed a feint maneuver. He left the army camp secretly and led the King's Horn to move through the night to suddenly appear at the flanks of the enemy's defense line.

A perfect Liang Wei-style ambush!

The Heroes Alliance was alarmed and panicked. They moved their battalions to surround the King's Horn.

The astounding capabilities of the King's Horn were on display in this battle. They fought and moved. They were at ease in front of battalions that outnumbered them by dozens of times. They defeated seven large battalions in succession.

Liang Wei pulling around caused the defense line of the Heroes Alliance to weaken. The one hundred thousand army that had been waiting immediately attacked on all fronts.

The Heroes Alliance defense line immediately crumbled.

Afterwards, Liang Wei seemed to suddenly appear out of the mist heading for the core army of the Heroes Alliance.

The King's Horn seemed to be untouchable.

Liang Wei captured all the higher ranking members of the Heroes Alliance. Three days later, the Heroes Alliance surrendered.

The battle made Liang Wei famous!

Translator Ramblings: The split viewpoints are annoying to read even though I know how the story goes. Just have to get everything on several different fronts wrapped up.

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Chapter Nine Hundred and One – How Have You Been?

Youqin Lie stood respectfully.

After being in power for ten years, Ming Yue Ye seemed to be a different person. She was still beautiful, but there was authority at her brow, and that pair of spirited eyes had become as deep as the ocean.

No one cared about her age any longer. Everyone was fearful in front of her and didn't dare to breathe.

Over the last ten years, Ming Yue Ye had successfully eliminated her political enemies. There was only one voice in the yao. The Council of Elders was had no power. All of the important departments and elite battalions were in her control.

After reading the reports, Ming Yue Ye's brow furrowed. "Liang Wei?"

She had a reminiscing expression. This name clearly stirred many of her memories. "Liang Wei of the Ice Frost Corps?"

She had some recollection about this name. He was a silver battle general that had accomplished a great victory in the war against Kun Lun. Then he had been relieved of his duties and sent home. This had been an example of corruption she had used to attack the Council of Elders and it had created some big waves.

"Yes!" Youqin Lie said cleanly but certainly.

"How did he get to Nether Realm?"

"Don't know." Youqin Lie said calmly, "Should this be investigated?"

There was no flaw to be seen on his face. While he had buried the matter that he had interacted with Liang Wei in the past, he had not relaxed. As he hid in the shadows for long and longer, he became even more careful. He would not leave behind this one opening.

Therefore, Youqin Lie promoted all the subordinates that had participated in that meeting, and gave them more power.

In this past decade, the biggest mission carried out was the cleanse. Youqin Lie was the sharpest blade in Ming Yue Ye's hands, and his subordinates naturally had to participate in these missions. Promotion meant that they needed to take harder and riskier missions.

Therefore, these people slowly decreased in number.

Liang Wei had been politically silent for ten years, and these people had forgotten him long ago. These people would never have thought that the matter of Liang Wei was the cause of their deaths.

Because they had died for the public good, their families were taken care of. They could enter the best yao arthouses, and they could get steady jobs.

Violent times was the best concealment. No one noticed the systematic sacrifice of these people. Even these people did not detect it.

Too many people had been sacrificed in these ten years. Even Youqin Lie had been heavily wounded multiple times and almost died a few times.

Youqin Lie rejoiced at his past cautiousness. If any of the people were still alive, he would be in trouble. If his past subordinates were still here, and Liang Wei suddenly appeared under the command of the Nether King, everyone would find it strange.

Ming Yue Ye did not respond and sighed in regret, "I misjudged. In the past, I thought that he was just an average silver battle general not worthy of recruitment. I hadn't thought that his talent would rival Mi Xu. I missed recruiting such a famed general. It is a great mistake! Also, as a yao, he leads a mo battalion. It seems that us yao will also have a battle general like Bie Han!"

Ming Yue Ye was filled with regret. Based on Liang Wei's status in the past, she only needed to show some attention, and he would be faithful.

A thousand soldiers was easy to obtain, one general was hard to find, especially a general like this.

In this battle, Liang Wei formally made it into the ranks of top battle generals.

Shaking her head, Ming Yue Ye threw away her vexation. "How is the fighting between Kun Lun and Mo Cloud Sea?"

"The two have started an all-out war." Youqin Lie paid extra attention to Mo Cloud Sea and knew it well. "From the intelligence reports we have received, the two sides have not prepared for the final battle. Mo Cloud Sea's intentions at the beginning was to use North Tian Huan as a lure to attract Kun Lun so they could ambush from the back and expend Kun Lun's military power. Kun Lun wanted to first take Tian Huan and get rid of weaknesses as it strengthen their holdings and then use the four Minor Dhyana Sects or Gu Liang Dao as a target to initiate the final fight with Mo Cloud Sea."

Ming Yue ye nodded. "Li Xian Er's move was beautiful. Mo Cloud Sea had to accept her proposal, and Kun Lun had to fight."

She showed a smile. "The two titans will fight for a long time. We need to take this chance to rest and recover. When both sides are wounded, it will be the time for my yao to rise!"

The yao who had just recovered slightly from the cleanse could not move. No one knew better than Ming Yue Ye how much the yao had exhausted themselves in the ten years of internal conflict. In her view, the internal fighting in the xiuzhe and the mo world was a blessing from the heavens for the yao to recover.

"Daren is wise!" Youqin Lie said with an expression of agreement.

Inside, he smirked coldly.

He had gotten in contact with Pu. While Pu had not said it, he could hear from Pu's tone that Pu had other plans!

Youqin Lie was extremely smart, and he had worked in the intelligence field for many years. He was skilled in finding the truth from hints. Liang Wei had appeared in the command of the Nether King. Thinking about Pu's certainty, the return of Wei Sheng and the others to Mo Cloud Sea, and Zuo Mo's impeding return, he reached an absurd conclusion, the Nether King was possibly Zuo Mo!

In reality, he frightened himself with his conclusion.

But he quickly calmed down. If this was true, then Zuo Mo was unprecedentedly powerful. This was a nightmare to the other factions.

In his view, the Mo Shen Temple could not withstand for long. The difference in power was too great.

The mo uniting could not be stopped.

If his guess was true ... ...

Once Zuo Mo defeated Mo Shen Temple, he would possess Hundred Savage Realm, Nether Realm, and Mo Cloud Sea. He would become the strongest in the world. The only chance to resist would be for the yao and Kun Lun to ally together.

But now, Ming Yue Ye decided to wait until the two sides finished fighting. Youqin Lie smirked inside.

Once Zuo Mo finished uniting the mo, he would be stronger than Kun Lun. More importantly, Kun Lun would never imagine that the Nether King was the king of Mo Cloud Sea.

With Zuo Mo's plans, Kun Lun would suffer a great loss!

Youqin Lie understood Pu well. With Pu's style, he might not move, but if he did, it would be a fatal blow. He would not give Kun Lun a chance to come back.

At that time ... ...

Would the yao be a match for Zuo Mo?

No one had expected that after all the fighting, the most outstanding general under the Nether King's command was not An Mo but Liang Wei. In the past, everyone thought that the Nether King's weakness was that he had the soldiers but lacked capable generals. This lack of generals referred to the top ranked battle generals.

Hundred Savage Realm had always been fighting, and the battalions had been reduced, but they had a group of top battle generals. Mo Shen Temple, the Mo Marshals Alliance and Heroes Alliance all had top battle generals.

While they were much weaker than the xiuzhe alliance, they were much stronger than the Nether Realm. Nether Realm had been relatively peaceful, especially after the Nether Realm had been united, there had been no more fighting.

Without the experience of battle, it was difficult for top battle generals to mature, even for large sects like Kun Lun with their outstanding battle general training systems and enormous number of battle generals. A true top battle general would only come out of battle.

Now, Nether King's shortcoming was made up. Other than Liang Wei's appearance out of nowhere there was now Qi Xing, formerly of the Heroes Alliance.

Qi Xing was a large reason why the Heroes Alliance was able to survive while being squeezed between the Mo Shen Temple and the Mo Marshals Alliance. He was the most outstanding battle general of the Heroes Alliance and the only top battle general the Heroes Alliance had.

But Qi Xing had terrible luck. Liang Wei cleverly avoided his position and pushed into the core of Heroes Alliance. He had immediately recognized the situation and hurried back to save the higher-ups but he was a step late. All of the Heroes Alliance higher-ups had surrendered. He didn't even have the time to fight back, he could only surrender.

Qi Xing was much weaker as a warrior compared to An Mo. This could be seen from the scale of the two battalions. With Qi Xing's strength, he could only lead six thousand elites. But An Mo could easily lead ten thousand without a problem. While in terms of strategic ability and perception, An Mo was lacking.

Zuo Mo selected the elite of each battalion for Qi Xing to assemble a troop from.

In Zuo Mo's view, top tier battle generals need top tier battalions. Qi Xing wasn't bad, but his original battalion wasn't great. What Zuo Mo had the most of right now were battalions. Liang Wei had accomplished a great victory in capturing all the higher-ups of Heroes Alliance. The collective surrender of Heroes Alliance mean the number of battalions under Zuo Mo swelled again.

So many battalions. There definitely were enough to create a top battalions for Qi Xing.

He did not worry about Qi Xing. He believed that Qi Xing was not so dumb.

Right now, he had the two spears, Liang Wei and Qi Xing. He also had An Mo in charge, the experienced and reliable general. There almost wasn't anything for him to do.

On the other side, all the jies under the rule of the Mo Sheng Temple moved.

The development of the war robbed people of hope. The advancement of the Nether King's army was almost unimaginably fast. Once Heroes Alliance had surrendered, it left Mo Shen Temple to fight alone. They had no place to retreat.

The Mo Shen Temple had expanded greatly in the past years, and had conquered almost half of Hundred Savage Realm. It was still the largest faction of Hundred Savage Realm. Of the five mo gods, there were top experts and top battle generals.

However, they were lacking compared to the Nether King.

Especially after the god-level Nether King's attack on Sky Wood Jie shook the world.

People had seen the strength of a god-level through the battle at Nether King River. However, experiencing it in person was completely different.

An Mo was the main commander, Liang Wei and Qi Xing were the second-in-commands. A three-pronged attack formed. An Mo was not the strongest, but he was reliable and he had the respect of the troops. Zuo Mo did not worry with him in charge of the army. Nothing more needed to be said of Liang Wei. He was the rising star of the moment. Zuo Mo also put great hopes on Qi Xing. He wanted to see Qi Xing's abilities.

Zuo Mo was organizing the territories of Hundred Savage Realm they had conquered. He needed to first set up the political structure before he would be able to attack the Mo Shen Temple without any worries. Once they swept the Mo Shen Temple away, it was time for them to turn and pincer Kun Lun.

By that time, there would be no time to deal with all of this.

The battle against Kun Lun might continued for a long time. At that time, a steady rear was important.

Also, managing Hundred Savage Realm was not suitable for the mo of Nether Realm to do. He needed the mo of Hundred Savage Realm. Only then would he stabilize Hundred Savage Realm as quickly as possible.

Zuo Mo had met the higher-ups of Heroes Alliance but he didn't have a good feeling about them. Those people were too average in ability and would not able to fulfill their duties to his satisfaction.

Others thought that Zuo Mo had no one to use, but didn't know that Zuo Mo had selected candidates a long time ago.

He thought back to the time at Great Peace City with a reminiscing expression on his face.

Princess Xia. The Lan Brothers, I wonder how have you been?

Translator Ramblings: So all that setup in the Great Peace City Arc is for this throwaway sentence.

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Chapter Nine Hundred and Two – The Final Battle of the Strongest and God-Level

Xue Dong Battalion was ordered to a sudden stop.

There was a battalion waiting silently ahead of them.

Xue Dong's pupils suddenly contracted.

Vermillion Bird Camp!

After hearing of Bei Han and Sin Battalion's actions, Xue Dong was not too surprised. It was confirmed the four Minor Dhyana Sects and Mo Cloud Sea had been in cahoots for a long time. His position and been exposed. How could Lil' Miss, with his abilities, not guess his target?

A hint of smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Xue Dong's lips. Fighting spirit burned in his eyes. He had been anticipating this battle for a long time!

Gongsun Lil' Miss! Vermillion Bird Camp!

An undefeated battle general! An undefeated battalion!

Only a person like this qualified to be his opponent. In Xue Dong's eyes, Gongsun Cha was the only one that could be his opponent. He never thought of Bie Han or people like Yang Yuan Hao and Gu Liang Dao as his equals.

There was only one person that could be discussed together with him, Gongsun Cha. The strongest battle general of Mo Cloud Sea, Lil' Miss that smiled beautifully as he caused the world to feel terror!

Xue Dong had studied Gongsun Cha before. The more he studied him, the more admiration he felt. Xue Dong thought that he had reached the epitome of what it was to be a battle general. While he had not reached the state that he would be undefeatable, there had never been a battalion that actually made him feel threatened. Even Gu Liang Dao, the Tiger of Xi Xuan, had been crippled by him. If Gongsun Cha had not come with help in time, Gu Liang Dao wouldn't even had the chance to flee.

Xue Dong's opinion of Gongsun Cha was extremely high. Gongsun Cha was like him, they didn't have clear weaknesses. Just like him, Gongsun Cha was skilled in grabbing people's weaknesses. Just like him, Gongsun Cha could change his style as he willed.

The only thing different was the style of fighting.

Xue Dong's style was domineering and brutal like a crushing hammer. Gongsun Cha's style was sharp and flexible like a razor sharp blade that stripped flesh from bone with each strike.

In terms of training new talents, Xue Dong thought that he was far behind Gongsun Cha. Gongsun Cha trained one batch after another of first class battle generals. These battle generals were the core of Mo Cloud Sea's strength. Internally even Kun Lun thought that the skill level of Kun Lun's battle generals were not as good as Mo Cloud Sea.

In these last ten years, other than fighting, Xue Dong invested almost all of his extra time into training new people. Once he thought of Gongsun Cha as his rival, the competitive Xue Dong could not allow himself to fall behind Gongsun Cha in any field.

The appearance of new talented generals in Kun Lun these past years were in part due to Xue Dong's efforts.

However, Xue Dong still felt they could not compare to Mo Cloud Sea's Ma Fan and the others. This displeased him.

He always anticipated having a true battle with Gongsun Cha.

He hadn't thought that the chance to arrange the battle would come so soon!

Xue Dong stepped out. Almost as though they had a prearranged agreement, Gongsun Cha also came to the front of his troops.

He saw the bashful Gongsun Cha. Even though Xue Dong had seen Gongsun Cha in the mirages before, he still stilled. This guy opposite him was like a neighbor's boy filled with sunshine and warmth. There was no killing energy at all. Xue Dong couldn't connect him with that undefeatable battle general whose enemies fled at the sound of his name.

"This one is Xue Dong, greetings to Mister Gongsun!" Xue Dong bowed.

"Mister Xue is too polite!" Gongsun Cha's smile became even more bashful.

Xue Dong would not be fooled by Gongsun Cha's smile but he still felt a strange sense of conflict. He quickly focused and said loudly, "I had originally thought that the battle between us will occur after Mister Zuo returned. I hadn't expected to meet so soon. It seems the battle between you and I is fated."

"It's not fate." Gongsun Cha still had the smile but his words were as sharp as knives. "It's strategy."

Xue Dong's heart shook but his expression did not change. He smiled amusedly, "Strategy, I like the term."

"As long as Mister Xue likes it." Gongsun Cha gave a harmless smile. "If Mister Xue likes it, I am even more confident. Ah, your shixiong is a great genius, and Mister Xue is also an invincible battle general, it would be a pity if either of you fall."

"Haha!" Xue Dong roared with laughter. "Who in the world is Eldest Shixiong's match? Who is my match?"

The words were arrogant but the confidence in the tone caused people to believe the words.

"Really?" Gongsun Cha's smile was even more bashful. "Does Mister Xue think that god-level is invincible? Does Mister Xue think that there is only a Lin Qian in the world? Mister Xue really underestimates the heroes of the world!"

Xue Dong's heart jumped and his eyes narrowed. However, he did not feel any fear. He laughed and said, "A great battle is about to start, why play these little mind games. Let's fight. I've been waiting for this fight for a long time."

"Mister Xue is right." The corners of Gongsun Cha's mouth curved up sharply like blades. The warm and bashful smile immediately filled with killing intent. "Pity, war, it is not the same as before."

Vermillion Bird Camp against Xue Dong Battalion!

The two strongest battle generals of the world, the two strongest battalions, fight!

Wei Sheng was extremely fast. He was urgently flying at full speed.

His target was Lin Qian!

Gongsun Cha was right. War had changed. The appearance of god-level experts changed the state of war. In the past, no matter how strong the strongest was, they could not change the balance of war by themselves.

This situation was transformed as god-level appeared.

It would not be difficult for a god-level to take the head of the enemy leader among the tens of thousands of soldiers. A god-level was strong enough they did not fear stepping deep into the enemy's territory.

Take the general's head!

This terrifying tactic could deeply change the state of war.

Kun Lun had also found the power of this tactic.

According to their intelligence, Lin Qian had split up from Xue Dong a long time ago and his whereabouts were unknown.

Lin Qian's goal was either Gu Liang Dao or Yang Yuan Hao!

Neither Gu Liang Dao nor Yang Yuan Hao could stop Lin Qian. They didn't have god-level fighters under their command. Also, the loss of either Gu Liang Dao or Yang Yuan Hao and their battalions would be a great loss to Mo Cloud Sea's faction.

Mo Cloud Sea had repeatedly discuss and studied. The conclusion they reached was that god-levels were unsolvable at this time. This imbalance would only be temporary, lasting about ten years at maximum.

Ten years later, the skill level of the battalions would increase by two levels, and there would be more pseudo god-levels. Five pseudo god-levels would be enough to stop a god-level.

But that time, war would enter a new equilibrium. God-level experts would not be undefeatable and the use of battle generals would once again be viable.

Top battle generals like Gu Liang Dao and Yang Yuan Hao could not be trained during this time.

In these ten years, whoever possessed god-level experts, who possessed the most god-level experts would have the advantage.

On the way, Wei Sheng had been wondering who Lin Qian's target was. Yang Yuan Hao or Gu Liang Dao?

Thinking while travelling, Wei Sheng thought the probability of Gu Liang Dao was higher.

Gu Liang Dao and Yang Yuan Hao were about the same in strength, but among their factions, Gu Liang Dao clearly had the higher status. Also, Gu Liang Dao's relationship to Mo Cloud Sea was closer than Yang Yuan Hao.

The benefits to killing Gu Liang Dao was greater than killing Yang Yuan Hao.

Also, Gu Liang Dao had marched deeper into Kun Lun territory. Gu Liang Dao had been filled with the desire for revenge after being defeated by Xue Dong. This meant that he had invaded faster than Yang Yuan Hao had.

This meant that it was easier for Lin Qian to find them.

Lin Qian looked at Gu Liang Dao Battalion before him. In his eyes, those people were like ants.

Shuang Yu was covered in wounds. His face was ashen. His right arm had been severed by Lin Qian yet he had no intentions of stemming the bleeding. He looked upwards at the figure in the sky.

Lin Qian stood holding his sword, the white robes fluttering in the wind. He was outside the reach of the mortal realm.

Gu Liang Dao's battalion was furiously attacking. The light of countless spells flew into the sky yet Lin Qian did not budge. The light shield around him did not shutter at all. The rain of attacks didn't even cause a ripple on the surface.

"Surrender, Gu Liang Dao, I feed no meaning in needless killing."

Lin Qian's cool voice came from the sky.

Gu Liang Dao's spirits were extinguished. He looked at the sky. Was this a god-level expert?

It was the first time he felt completely powerless. Even when he had lost to Xue Dong last time, he had not been so discouraged. This kind of discouragement was not because of Lin Qian's strength but because he suddenly found that the battalion was not the strongest power in the world any longer.

What would rule the world would be the god-level.

"Big Brother!" A hoarse voice suddenly called out.

Gu Liang Dao turned around. It was Shuang Yu. His eyes suddenly showed a hint of warmth. As he looked at this brother that had followed him, he suddenly calmed down. "Shuang Yu, do you regret it?"

"Regret?" Shuang Yu suddenly laughed. "Big Brother, why would you ask this? No one regrets this!"

"God-level is really strong!" Gu Liang Dao looked into the sky and lamented.

"Brother Zuo will avenge us." Shuang Yu had an expression of certainty.

"You are right!" Gu Liang Dao suddenly showed a smile and said with bravado, "Then let us find out today, just how strong a god-level expert is!"

Gu Liang Dao motioned for the battalion to stop attacking.

The sky full of lights disappeared. Everyone looked towards their commander.

The cloud over Gu Liang Dao was swept away. He raised his arm, his expression full of murderousness, his spirit brimming. He shouted, "Fight to the death!"

"To the death!" Everyone shouted.

"To the death!" Gu Liang Dao roared like a tiger, his hair standing on end!

"To the death!" What answered him were the even stronger shouts from the battalion.

"To the death!" Gu Liang Dao shouted with all of his strength. Even his voice had become his hoarse, but each person could clearly feel his intent to die.

"To the death! To the death! To the death!" The soul-shaking shouts caused their fighting spirit to consume them like fire. There was no terror, no retreat, only stepping towards their deaths!

"Kill!" Gu Liang Dao pointed his long blade into the sky.

"Kill!" The one-armed Shuang Yu's shen power burned furiously. His usually gentle features were twisted. He was like a ball of fire that charged with the will to die towards that figure in the sky, the one that seemed to be above the world.

"Kill!" The battalion charged like an uncontrolled sea of fire towards Lin Qian in the sky.

Lin Qian changed expression but sighed softly.

The Immemorial Shen Sword shook and a sharp light suddenly formed.

At the very front, Shuang Yu was immediately pieced by the light.

Then this tiny light then cleaved through the raging Gu Liang Dao Battalion!

A hole the size of a fist appeared in Gu Liang Dao's chest. Lin Qian's blow penetrated through the entire battalion.

Yet Gu Liang Dao still wore a smile.

Lin Qian's expression suddenly changed.

Translator Ramblings: I feel that Gongsun Cha is the most passive-aggressive character in this story.

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Chapter Nine Hundred and Three- In the Name of Eldest Shixiong

The entire battalion in front of Lin Qian instantly exploded.

The exploding shen power formed a while sea that swallowed up Lin Qian. One hand holding tightly onto the Immemorial Sword, Lin Qian was protect behind the shield of light. He was filled with regret.

A famed general had died so simply.

Wanting to take him down as well? Pity ... ...

Suddenly, Lin Qian seemed to detect something. Almost at the same time, a great power collided with his light shield.

The light shield immediately shattered. This was Shuang Yu's attack before his death.

The moment the shield of light shattered, Lin Qian's Immemorial shook and formed a round barrier to protect him.

Pop pop pop!

The surging power seemed to find a target and flooded over. Each wave of power was insignificant to Lin Qian, but they came too quickly and there were too many!

The sword circle shattered.

Lin Qian gave a muffled grunt. Using this wave of power, he broke free of the wild ocean of power.

Having gotten free, Lin Qian looked from afar at the ocean of shen power .

He watched as it gradually calmed, and the ripples of power faded in the air.

Such an intense opponent!

Lin Qian sighed inwardly. Gu Liang Dao's last attack used the entirety of his skill at controlling battle formations. He used the battle formation and astounding technique in control to self-destruct the entire battalion all at once. This kind of thing was never heard of before. Even Lin Qian had to admit that this was an opponent worthy of respect.

It was the first time he was wounded after entering god-level.

The wound was not serious. He would heal after resting for a few days. Lin Qian was not concerned. It was really profitable to pay this small price for destroying a top battle general and a top battalion.

A pity that Yang Yuan Hao was much more cunning and was harder to find. If Gu Liang Dao's desire for revenge hadn't been so strong, Kun Lun would not have cornered him so easily.

The impact of Gu Liang Dao's death would be as a huge one for Mo Cloud Sea. When he thought of this, Lin Qian was satisfied.

At this time, a howling came from afar.

The howling seemed to contain the faint tinge of a dragon's presence.

Lin Qian looked in the direction of the howl. The horizon seemed to be dyed in red and was unspeakably terrifying. A figure seemed to draw a bloody arc across the sky and was charging over at astonishing speed.

The figure suddenly disappeared from view.

In the next moment, a upright figure carrying a sword appeared in front of Lin Qian.

Lin Qian's pupils suddenly contracted.

Wei Sheng!

What caused Lin Qian's heart to sink was that other than the faint presence of dragon, Wei Sheng had the same presence as he did. Lin Qian knew what this meant.

God-level!

Wei Sheng was god-level!

Waves formed inside his mind. In that battle of the Central Plains, he had seen with his own eyes how Wei Sheng had burnined shen power to fight. He knew what the consequences of burning shen power were. Wei Sheng burning shen power back then at his power level should have died. Even if he managed to survive, he would be crippled.

How ... ... how could he have entered god-level!

A hint of sorrow flashed through Wei Sheng's eyes!

He had come a step too late!

The remnants of shen power remnants here revealed what that just happened. But when Wei Sheng's gaze landed on Lin Qian's face, it turned to steely determination.

"Long time no see, Brother Wei." Lin Qian was warm and polite. "I hadn't thought that Brother Wei had entered god-level as well. Brother Wei has finally found the sword path of your heart, as expected of us sword xiu."

Wei Sheng shook his head. "The sword I practice is not the same as yours."

"Yes." Lin Qian nodded. "It is hard to say who is right or wrong on the path of the sword. However, we can determine who is strong or weak. Wei Sheng, do you dare to fight me in the name of the sword?"

Lin Qian pointed his sword at Wei Sheng, his white robes flying, his presence intimidating.

"If it was anyone else, I would give them the chance for a fair fight. But the fight between you and I is not a study of our paths of the sword, it is a matter of vengeance." Wei Sheng did not avoid Lin Qian's gaze and said honestly, "I once swore a sword oath to destroy Kun Lun for Wu Kong. Today, one of us will die!"

Wei Sheng's tone was like the hum of a sword, decisive and intimidating. The God-Killing Blood Sword in his hand shrieked as it pointed at Lin Qian.

Lin Qian knew that his attempted scheme had failed. He had just been lightly wounded. He would not fear the disadvantage if it was any other person. But he hadn't expected that Wei Sheng was also god-level. This seemingly insignificant wound could prove to be fatal in a battle between god-level experts.

He had originally wanted to arouse Wei Sheng's devotion to the sword and take advantage attack his psyche. He had thought that Wei Sheng would fall for it. Even if he didn't, it would leave behind a shadow in his heard because he had won unfairly.

He hadn't thought that Wei Sheng was honest and true to himself. A person like this could not be affected by simple words.

The unpredictable consequences of his past machinations had created such a great enemy in Mo Cloud Sea. One could only say that fate was fickle.

Lin Qian threw away his stray thoughts. While he was at a disadvantage, he was not scared. He smiled. "Alright! As Kun Lun's Eldest Shixiong and Wu Kong Eldest Shixiong, then in the name of Eldest Shixiong, let's settle this!"

Peerless Kun Lun and that rural little sect Wu Kong Sword Sect were finally placed on equal ground for the first time by the words from Lin Qian's mouth.

Wei Sheng's expression was normal but his heart was affected.

Teachers and Sect, this disciples Wei Sheng finally got this chance!

The God-Killing Blood Sword in Wei Sheng's hand seem to feel Wei Sheng's fury, sorrow, and excitement. It vibrated, and the entire sky turned bloody red. The sky roiled, and the rampaging killing intent filled the world.

The grass and trees on the ground quickly withered. The rivers ran red. Fissures opened on the ground, and there seemed to be blood flowing out.

The entire jie seemed to become a hellish world of blood.

The Immemorial Sword trembled violently in Lin Qian's hand. Sharp peerless sword essences met in the air and exploded.

The threads of bloody energy would be torn apart when they got close to Lin Qian.

Feeling the fighting spirit of the Immemorial Sword in his hand, Lin Qian bowed his head and said with unusual determination, "Master, this disciple will not shame the name of Kun Lun!"

Raising his head, Lin Qian's pupils turned into a metallic blue. The sharp killing intent became slightly more grave.

The red and the blue shen swords faced off like fated enemies.

Bie Han looked indifferently at the dazzling variations of Mu Xuan Battalion's formations as though it did not matter.

He could see the other's intentions. Mu Xuan wanted to delay him until the reinforcements came.

Pity, if Mu Xuan knew that Xue Dong was being delayed by Gongsun Cha and Mi Nan had suffered heavy fatalities, would she still act this way?

Bie Han's gaze swept across the bodies of Sin Battalion.

Those faces that were so similar. He thought of the memorial tablets placed neatly on the altars in Resting Island. No tablet was missing. All of the Sin Battalion members were represented there.

The present Sin Battalion was not the Sin Battalion of the past. The new Sin Battalion possessed complete souls. From when they were born, they were mentally connected to Bie Han. They were closer to mo steeds than puppets but they kept the battle instincts of the previous Sin Battalion members. Almost all of Mo Cloud Sea's shen crystals had been spent on recreating Sin Battalion.

This Sin Battalion was most likely the most expensive battalion in the world.

When the last memorial tablet was place, the last chain on Bie Han's heart was shattered. The new Sin Battalion caused him to feel joy and hope as though he was a child.

The past Sin Battalion had been weighed down by an aura of death. The present Sin Battalion brimmed with life.

He had stepped through the border of grey and hopelessness to touch the warmth of sunshine.

They had watched him study tactics under the dim lantern light in the lonely and cold days at Xuan Kong Temple. They had listened to him mumble to himself. No matter how difficult or hard, they had never left him.

Rest.

Please do not worry about me.

A hint of warmth flashed through Bie Han's eyes.

He raised his head, his eyes turning icy again. Mu Xuan Battalion changed formations at an astounding rate but it didn't cause a ripple in his mind.

Mu Xuan Battalion was the most varied battalion he had ever seen. They were like a puddle of water that could change formation to fit the situation as they wished.

If an ordinary battalion encountered an enemy like this, they would find it troublesome.

But for Bie Han, he could see their weakness at a glance. Mu Xuan Battalion pursued variation, but they were much less skilled in terms of both defensive and offensive power.

Complex variations that lacked power were just decorative flourishes at his level.

Bie Han took a deep breath. Wisps of flame flew out of every member of Sin Battalion. Thousands of wisps of flame flew, rising into the sky in a beautiful display.

[Arsonist] lit up. The flames quickly entered Bie Han's body. The layers of flames flowed along the surface of the shen device and feathers made of fire grew freely.

The icy blue mo matrix at his neck flashed with eerie light.

Mu Xuan's expression changed slightly.

Mo fighting methods!

She suddenly remembered that Bie Han was a battle general skilled at fighting in both xiuzhe and mo styles. Sin Battalion was also the only battalion that could fight in both styles.

Mu Xuan also knew the strengths and weaknesses of her battalion.

She did not fear the unreasonable attacks of the mo! In her view, the mo fighting tactics were savage, lacked technique, and ultimately were all the same. She did not fear ordinary mo battle generals. While one person with strength could defeat ten with skill, the battle style that focused on variation relied on softness to subdue hardness.

In terms of battle formation transformations, Mu Xuan believed that her battalion was at the top. No battalion was perfect.

While surrounded by fire, Bie Han's heart was as cold as ice.

His obsessive cold demeanor meant that he was always clear-minded no matter the situation.

The battle formation changed again. Threads of sword energies were like an enormous whirlpool. Any strong attacks would be skinned by these sword energies until they disappeared.

Pity, many enemies would forgot that before the battle with the Mo Marshal Alliance's Shang Yu Sheng, Bie Han had never relied on mo fighting tactics to become a top battle general.

Battle formation variations were also one of the weapons that Bie Han was skilled in.

Bie Han's gaze was completely cold, his lips curving icily. Having let go of his burdens, Bie Han was still obsessive, still mad, but was also calmer.

He reached out and pointed in the air at the center of the sword energy whirlpool

The surging power exploded at his fingertip.

A blinding red light fell like a comet towards the center of Mu Xuan's battalion. It did not stop there. The other fingers on Bie Han's hand tapped in the air as though he was playing an instrument.

Four even smaller red dots of light flew towards the corners of the whirlpool, positioning themselves in a formation.

Five Star Formation Break!

Translator Ramblings: Can you imagine this story if Wei Sheng and Lin Qian were on the same side? That would have been a one-sided battle.

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Chapter Nine Hundred and Four – Bie Han Vs Mu Xuan

Bie Han's journey of becoming a battle general was more difficult than most stories suggested. People only heard that Xuan Kong Temple had two outstanding geniuses, one called Jiang Zhe and the other Bie Han. However, only a rare few knew of the truth.

Bie Han had displayed his talents very early on, but his sensitive heritage became an obstacle for him learning more. Therefore, he could only learn and model tactics and strategies on his own. He was like a lonely genius that learned through repeated trial and error, discarded in a corner.

His obsessiveness and cold demeanor had formed during that time.

Even later while he was leading Sin Battalion, other than receiving the right to read the battle general jade scrolls, no one taught him, and no one conversed with him.

However, he was like all of the silent and stoic geniuses. He did a simple thing repeatedly.

Battle formations were one of the things he studied the most thoroughly, and one of the few things he could study. He had studied all the battle formations variations in the jade scrolls that Xuan Kong Temple allowed him to read. He was not satisfied with memorizing them, he had started to deconstruct each one, model and try to understand them from the source.

Sin Battalion became his experimental subjects, and the way to test if he was correct.

He had found many solutions to formations that other people did not know.

The Five Star Formation Break was one of those.

This method did not come from any jade scroll. This was a simple and effective way to resolve, developed after reading and synthesizing a large number of battle formations.

This was the first time he used it in combat.

The five dots of light seemed to slowly enter the whirlpool. The constantly moving whirlpool suddenly stilled.

Mu Xuan was astounded. What was this?

This whirlpool sword formation was one of her best sword formations. This had never occurred before in past battles. Even the most powerful attacks would be dissolved in the sword formation.

This was ... ...

She could feel that there seemed to be an invisible barrier that separated the sword energies from each other. She almost didn't believe her eyes. How was it possible? The reason that the whirlpool sword formation was powerful was because the sword energies were connected in a special way. They could attract and repel each other. The sword energies formed a sticky field between them.

Water was only powerful when it was flowing.

Once it slowed down, its power greatly decreased.

What were those five dots of light ... ...

As the sword energies flowed slower and slower, Mu Xuan's expression became ugly. She immediately decided and shouted, "Three Charge Sword Formation!"

The battle formation that had been in the shape of a whirlpool suddenly scattered. The battle formation rippled as though it was water, each layer rhythmically opening and closing.

Suddenly the sword xiu at the very back of the battle formation released sword energies.

From the back of the battle formation, they started to release sword energies. The waves gathered. When the sword energies appeared at the front of the formation, the sword energies were a furious wave!

Woosh!

The angry wave formed out of thousands of sword energies released a sound that made people tremble.

Bie Han was expressionless. How could he not recognize a foundational formation like the Three Charge Sword Formation? Three Charge Sword Formation, with each wave being stronger than the last, and the waves were connected. When the first wave reached the enemy, the third wave would have been prepared.

One wave after another rushing forth, each wave stronger than the last. Simple, but at Mu Xuan Battalion's skill level most people would panic at the continuous onslaught.

Each sword xiu in Mu Xuan's sword battalion was outstanding. The sword energies they released were condensed and powerful. Their actions could be called perfect, and they were accurately controlled.

The gathering of almost ten thousand sword energies was not disorganized at all.

Bie Han knew what Mu Xuan thought. Mu Xuan was preying on the fact that Sin Battalion did not have many people. Three Charge Sword Formation not a clever sword formation. Its strength relied on the number of people and the training.

Mu Xuan Battalion had the advantage of numbers. As one of Kun Lun's top battalions, she had been able to easily form a large battalion out of Kun Lun's powerful sword xiu system. If she did not have a preference for female xiu, the size of her battalion could have been larger. Unlike Xue Dong, Mu Xuan did not pick the strongest sword xiu, but emphasized the sword xiu's ability to obey orders and their discipline. Her battalion was easy to replenish, and due to this, her numbers were high.

She had suffered a small loss at Gongye Xiao Rong's hands only a short while ago but she had still easily supplemented her numbers to almost ten thousand people.

Bie Han was not affected. A fight between top battalions did not depend on numbers.

Facing the howling sword energy waves, Bie Han was expressionless. He suddenly moved and charge towards the howling sword energy waves. Sin Battalion spread out silently behind him.

He chopped with his hand.

The red hand energy was like a blade.

Sin Battalion all chopped with their hands in unison.

The thousands of red hand energies flew like birds into the hand energy Bie Han released.

The energy suddenly multiplied exponentially in size and roared intimidatingly as it faced the sword energy waves.

One blue energy, one red energy. One surging powerfully, one razor sharp.

Bie Han's next move made people jump in fright.

Charging at the formation!

He led Sin Battalion and drew out threads of red energy in the air to follow closely behind the red hand energy and charged.

Was this person crazy?

Mu Xuan stilled and almost exclaimed in shock. If the two waves of power collided head on, it would explode. Wasn't charging at this time seeking death?

The power of a shen power collision at such a strength was enough to flatten a town. Even Sin Battalion would die if they were in range of the clash.

Bie Han was moving with his back slightly bent. Sin Battalion moved the same way he did. They followed closely behind Bie Han in their battle formation.

If this was at any other place, Mu Xuan would find it clownish and laughable, but right now, she couldn't laugh.

Because he was Bie Han.

Mu Xuan's eyes were wide. She didn't even dare to blink.

When she saw what happened next, she almost didn't believe her eyes.

Hiss!

Like thick cloth tearing, the reddened blade seemed to slice through butter. The flaming red energy easily cut through the first sword energy wave.

Bam!

When the red energy cut through the sword energy wave, the sword energy wave exploded like a pillow stuffed with feathers. Tens of thousands of sword energies exploding like feathers made a spectacular scene.

That "bam" was not loud but it was akin to thunder in Mu Xuan's ears.

She looked dazedly at the sword energise shooting into the sky. They were completely out of control, he had disrupted her attack so easily.

How was it possible ... ... how was it possible ... ...

The scene in front of her completely upended all of her knowledge. She had never heard of this counter against the Three Charge Sword Formation.

A term jumped into her mind: deconstruction!

Yes, it was deconstruction!

The sword energy wave was deconstructed in moments!

That was why there was no explosion!

The uncontrolled sword energies entered Bie Han's battalion. Sin Battalion lit up with light. At the center of the battle formation, an enormous white lotus appeared and slowly spun. It gave off faint walls of light. The sword energies only created small ripples when they hit the curtains of light.

Mu Xuan recognized this battle formation. A classic defense battle formation from Xuan Kong Temple, Wood Lotus Protector!

Mu Xuan was astounded but the battle did not pause at all.

The icy blue mo matrix on Bie Han's face suddenly lit up. The fiery blade in front of him made an extremely small tilt.

Hiss!

Bam!

The sounds were the same as before, and the effects were the same.

The second wave of sword energies were immediately broken down. The sword energies filled the sky.

Hiss! Bam!

The third sword energy wave arrived quickly after and almost reached Bie Han at the same moment the second wave did, however, it was not of any threat to Bie Han.

Mu Xuan's heart felt a chill. She smelt the scent of danger.

She felt a thread of terror at Bie Han's skill in battle formations. She had never thought that there would be a day that she would be defeated in the field she was best in.

Bie Han's understanding of the Three Charge Sword Formation was greater than hers. She could not do what he did.

She knew that Bie Han's fire blade had to have been aimed at the crucial point of the sword energy wave to have such stunning effects. However, while she understood it, she still felt great fear. That wave was made from almost ten thousand sword energies. They were more than tens of thousands of changes occurring in one instant.

He was able to find the weakness of the sword energy wave among such complex changes!

She could not do it!

However, there was no time for her to think. Bie Han had closed the distance between them.

If this was a few moments ago, she would have been overjoyed. Their most effective move was to use the sword formation to trap the enemy. But now, she lost all confidence. Would the sword formation be able to trap the enemy?

She didn't dare to think deeply about this question.

She forced herself to calm down. The long sword in her hand waved down. The battalion spread out around her in response.

In the sky, Bie Han saw all this. He was unaffected and continued to follow the hand energy. Sin Battalion silently changed position around him.

The Wood Lotus Protector Formation suddenly shifted into a classic offensive formation, Fearless Charge Formation!

The Fearless Charge Formation came from the Fearless Seal of the Dhyana xiu. It emphasized being fearless in mind, and all minds as one, to attack from the front, and defeat others based on strength.

How could Mu Xuan not recognize the famed Fearless Charge Formation?

She took a deep breath and raised her sword. A round sword energy floated up under her feet.

Inside the flowing battle formation, everyone raised their flying swords like Mu Xuan. Round sword essence appeared below each person's feet.

Round Hold Formation!

Round shapes rose from under the sword xiu, sliding across their bodies and flying into the sky along their swords.

If one looked down from above, they would see thousands of round sword essences. They looked soft and weak like a group of jellyfish floating out of the ocean.

Round Hold Formation was the counter to Fearless Charge Formation.

Any battle general that had proper training in Kun Lun would not make a mistake in this. The four great sects of the past had competed intensely and were familiar with each other's battle formations. In the training of battle generals, there were descriptions of the classical battle formations of other sects and how to defeat them.

Kun Lun battle formations focused on offensive power. The Round Hold Formation, however, was the best choice to defeat the Fearless Charge Formation. Even Xuan Kong Temple's teaching materials in the past emphasized that one could not use the Fearless Charge Formation against Kun Lun's Round Hold Formation.

Bie Han's lips were in an imperceptible curve.

Just as he expected!

He had no real intentions of changing. The distance between the two sides was rapidly decreasing.

Sin Battalion suddenly flashed with light. Bie Han's hands moved like flowers blooming.

A golden giant hand appeared in front of the battle formation.

The hand formed the Fearless Seal!

A fearless and powerful presence suddenly formed.

When the Fearless Seal appeared, it was like a mountain pressing down. The presence was so ferocious people felt as though they could not fight back. That red hand energy seemed insignificant in comparison.

Mu Xuan was puzzled that Bei Han was following through on the attack but she didn't have time to think. She could only prepare to receive the attack.

Yet unexpectedly, that powerful and enormous Fearless Seal suddenly sank and hit that red hand energy that had been dismissed by others already!

Translator Ramblings: Not much to say. The character development of Bie Han is coming a bit late though.

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Chapter Nine Hundred and Five Wei Sheng's Sword

The hand energy did not shatter!

It seemed to disappear into the air propelled by the hand energy. In the next moment, it penetrated deep into the Round Hold Formation!

Mu Xuan's mind was overwhelmed with fear. That terrifying energy had brushed past her body. The sharpness caused her hairs to stand on end. The sword xiu to the side of her were not so fortunate. The surrounding emptiness caused her to feel as though she was exposed in the air and she had no sense of safety.

There seemed to be an empty street next to her.

When one looked down from the sky, there was a terrifying wound that cut a path through the entire battalion!

Mu Xuan had experienced many battles of various sizes. She had experienced danger before but today was the most dangerous one.

The danger had come so suddenly and without any warning.

When the blade energy had brushed past her, she hadn't been able to move at all.

In the sky, Bie Han thought it was a pity, his aim was off. If he had killed Mu Xuan with that blow, then this battle would have been finished. However, he quickly threw the thought to the back of his mind and his thoughts returned to the battle occurring right now.

Soon, Bie Han seemed to detect something in the enemy battalion.

The attack just now seemed to have given a greater shock to the enemy than he had imagined. The enemy still appeared as though they had not recovered and their reactions were delayed.

An opportunity!

Bie Han perceptively realized this was a rare opportunity.

Sin Battalion were like opportunistic wolves that roamed around Mu Xuan Battalion. When they found a chance, they would bite.

Bie Han was extremely precise. He would cause a river of blood flow of blood with each attack. He closely circled the perimeter of Mu Xuan Battalion with Sin Battalion and charged a few times. In a few short rounds, Mu Xuan Battalion had suffered heavy fatalities.

Mu Xuan finally recovered. Seeing the battle formation wavering, she felt extremely frustrated.

She had been scared by Bie Han!

That should not happen!

Mu Xuan forced herself to be alert. She knew that if she wasn't careful today, she might end up dead. She suddenly thought of Xue Dong's orders. Delay Bie Han and find time for Mi Nan and Xue Dong to perform a pincer movement.

Her eyes immediately lit up.

She recognized that Bie Han's skill in battle formations were higher than hers, but if she decided to stay on the defense, it would not be easy for Bie Han to win.

Delay!

Having made her decision, Mu Xuan immediately changed tactics.

Bie Han quickly detected the transformation in his enemy. His mind moved and he guess Mu Xuan's intentions.

Delay?

He was expressionless as he started to slow the pace of battle and slowly roamed around Mu Xuan Battalion.

Given her training Mu Xuan could focus for a long time, but her battalion could not maintain focus as long. They would eventually get tired, get distracted, or relax. But Sin Battalion would not have this problem. As long as Bie Han was focused, Sin Battalion would be focused.

Bie Han had enough patience.

He was also not in a hurry.

Even if the opponent was Xue Dong, he was confident in Gongsun Cha's abilities.

As to Mi Nan, Bie Han dismissed him. In Bie Han's opinion, Mi Nan had lost the qualifications to be a top battle general.

Mi Nan looked powerful but in reality the ability of his battalion had decayed a great deal. They had lost the focus in their mind. Mu Shuang had fewer people, but Mu Shuang who fought with the intent to die had the ability to drag Mi Nan into hell.

At this time, with Bie Han holding this region, the pressure on the supply lines decreased greatly and large amounts of resources and people had started to gather towards Mu Shuang.

Also, Bie Han just received news that Gongye Xiao Rong had not gone back to recover but moved towards Mu Shuang's defense line.

Bie Han knew that Gongye Xiao Rong was not going there to defeat Mi Nan but to prevent Mu Shuang from seeking his death.

Bie Han looked coldly at Mu Xuan Battalion.

Boom-boom-boom!

The blue and red figures in the sky rapidly changed position in the air and collided constantly!

With every collision, terrifying shen power would explode like a volcano. Shen power vibrations that could be seen with the naked eye swept at everything.

Under their feet, the mountains collapsed, the ground cracked, and terrifying cracks and bottomless holes dotted the landscape.

Even the sky started to show cracks.

The red figure was shrouded in blood as though he had just been drenched in a bloody pool. The sword in his hand gave bloodthirsty whines. With every blow, it created mists of blood.

The blue figure was untouched by dust, elegant and dignified. The sharp presence of the his sword reached into the sky. Each blow seemed to slice through the world, and could not be stopped.

This jie started to show signs of collapsing under the blows of the two god-levels.

Wei Sheng was cold like granite, and would put all of his power behind each blow!

The pairing of the powerful dragon heart's ability to make blood and the God-Killing Blood Sword was a match made in heaven. He was devoted to the sword to start with, and his heart towards the sword had never changed in the many years.

Adding on that he did not have to pay attention to other matters, his sword essence was a fraction purer than Lin Qian.

The savage God-Killing Blood Sword was securely under his control. The bloody mists caused the world to be filled with the tang of blood but it didn't affect Wei Sheng at all.

Lin Qian was amazed.

He had not underestimated Wei Sheng but he hadn't expected that Wei Sheng's accomplishments in the sword were greater than he had imagined. Lin Qian had been the most outstanding genius in Kun Lun's history. Excelling in every area, he had talent that people envied, including cultivation.

He was the leader of Kun Lun and still no one in Kun Lun could rival the speed of his cultivation.

His skill in the sword surpassed his master and no one in Kun Lun's history could rival him.

But he had not thought that there would be someone even stronger than him!

The other's God-Killing Blood Sword was astoundingly powerful. Lin Qian could feel with each crossing of the swords that the Immemorial Sword in his hand would be corroded slightly by the blood.

If this was a normal time, Lin Qian would be able to eliminate the blood's corrosive taint with a thought. However, the two were in the midst of their fight. They would cross swords hundreds of times in a breath.

He had to focus all of his attention to block, parry, and counter the blows. He had not time to take care of the corrosion.

Fortunately, the Immemorial Sword was not weaker than the God-Killing Blood Sword, and was even a fraction stronger. The other's God-Killing Blood Sword would also receive wounds from the sharp presence of the Immemorial Shen Sword

Both sides were gritting their teeth and holding on, not even giving up a step.

Lin Qian's light injury gradually caused him to end up disadvantaged.

Wei Sheng's expression did not change. He was fighting intensely but his mind had gone far away.

Where was the limits of the sword?

He still hadn't found the answer.

The limits of the sword were what he had pursued all this time. He suddenly thought of the experiences of his cultivation, of Wu Kong Mountain, the sect leader, the masters, he thought of being with Zuo Mo and the others at the Sealed Extinction Battlefield, the sword oath roared in his ears like thunder.

Countless faces flashed through the blood ocean in front of him.

What was the sword?

He had reached god-level, but his sword still couldn't bring the sect leader and the others back to life.

A hint of bewilderment flashed through his eyes.

He instinctively waved the God-Killing Blood Sword in his hand.

A great power came and he suddenly refocused. A hint of understanding formed.

What was the limit of the sword? He still didn't have an answer, but at this time, he understood something else. The river of life was fickle, and people were living in the present. Even the strongest sword could bring back lost happiness. The meaning of the sword was to protect and guard the present happiness.

His brothers, family! The resolve of his oath!

The sword was his life, his heart. Only with the sword in hand could he protect those things he held dearest. He was willing to use his life to guard this happiness!

This was his sword!

Something seemed to silently shatter in Wei Sheng's body. His mind was completely calm and at peace.

As though it felt Wei Sheng's thoughts, the God-Killing Blood Sword suddenly exploded with light. The savagery within the bloody light disappeared along with the tang of blood. The bloody light was pure and a soft red like that of a crystal. There was a honest presence that reached people's hearts.

Lin Qian immediately felt the difference. Originally, there had been a thread of savagery and hate in Wei Sheng's sword essence. This thread was powerful, but Lin Qian was not affected.

He didn't feel any regret or feel guilt about what had happened in the past.

He had carried out the plan for Kun Lun. His life and soul only belonged to Kun Lun!

All other things were ants in his eyes.

But right now, Wei Sheng's sword essence was peaceful and neutral with an open aura. It caused him to feel even more pressure. The enemy's sword essence seemed to have suddenly multiplied in weight. With each blow, the flow of his shen power was disrupted roiled.

This was ... ...

His gaze landed on Wei sheng's face and his eyes narrowed. There was no hate on Wei Sheng's face. His gaze was as clear as water. Yet Lin Qian could also see the determination in Wei Sheng's eyes was stronger than before!

Epiphany!

He was having an epiphany at this time!

Lin Qian's heart sank.

When it came to their level, techniques were not the most important. They fought based on sword essence, mind, shen power, and resolve. Each attack contained their understanding of sword essence and the laws of the world. The first person unable to withstand it would be affected in all areas by the other in mind, vision, and sound.

Each of their attacks were fatal for those not in god-level!

But the two could understand the mysteries of each others sword path. They both knew that trickery was useless against both themselves and the other.

But they did not retreat.

The rate of attack on both sides was astounding. The danger was something those not in god-level could understand.

Their shen power was also used up at an astounding speed. They had absorbed all the shen power of this jie.

The jie started to collapse.

In Lin Qian's eyes, Wei Sheng became larger and larger. He was like a god of war. Each blow was filled with the power to destroy the world!

Lin Qian knew that this was because his mind was infiltrated by Wei Sheng's sword essence and had started to waver.

The shen power in his body was almost used up.

Wei Sheng became even stronger as he fought. This did not mean that Wei Sheng's shen power was stronger than Lin Qian. Wei Sheng had gained a stronger and more sturdy mind. After breaking through the mental barrier, Wei Sheng's mind was indestructible.

The light injury Lin Qian had received earlier had been a minuscule opening, but now the opening was being gradually enlarged.

Lin Qian knew that he would lose in twenty breaths.

He only had one option.

Leave! Flee!

Lin Qian sighed inwardly. This departure would leave a deep shadow on his mind. He didn't know how much effort it would take to resolve it.

For Kun Lun!

Resolved flashed through Lin Qian's mind.

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Chapter Nine Hundred and Six – The Death of Mi Nan

Princess Xia was nervous.

She had taken leadership of the clan years ago. Under her command, the family had developed very well in these past years. While they needed to thread the razor thin crack between the major factions, she was skilled, soft in appearance but a spirit of steel. Her resolve was hardened and she was never discouraged. All of the family respected her.

She was still as beautiful as those days in Great Peace City, but her features were more mature.

The sudden summons still caused her anxiety. Mo Shen Temple was already so strong that she needed to look up at them. The Nether King was even stronger made her wary and feel uncertainty. She had paid attention to the war between the Nether King and the Mo Shen Temple in these recent days. The fighting intense, and Mo Shen Temple was on the losing side.

Mo Shen Temple could not find any allies in Hundred Savage Realm. Everyone had determined it was a matter of time before the Nether King united the mo. This person who was very likely to become the ruler of all mo sudden had summoned her. Princess Xia didn't know whether good fortune or misfortune was waiting for her.

"Please enter, King has been waiting for you." A high level mo battle general politely ushered Princess Xia in.

An Mo was out on his campaign so he had picked a few from his guard to act as attendants.

These people had followed An Mo during the seven day miracle. They were absolutely loyal. The battle general was dazzled by Princess Xia's beauty for a moment. Did King like this type?

Princess Xia focused and carefully walked into the large hall.

A white-haired male seemed to be looking off into the distance. He heard Princess Xia's voice and turned around.

"Long time no see!"

Princess Xia saw that familiar yet strange face and was stunned where she stood.

Her tears streamed down uncontrollably.

Gongye Xiao Rong was carefully hiding with his battalion.

He only a thousand people remained of his battalion. All thousand had followed him here. Everyone knew now that Tian Huan was gone. But no one deserted because Daren told them that they would need to earn a place for their families with their sweat and blood.

Also, Daren had lead them to fight Mi Nan.

If they were asked who they hated the most in the world, there was only one answer, Mi Nan!

This person had been of the highest status in Tian Huan and received countless benefits from the sect was the cause of Tian Huan's destruction! No one would retreat from a chance to fight Mi Nan!

They silently crept closer to the battlefield. Mi Nan Battalion did not notice them.

The battle between the two sides was extremely harsh. At this point, any significant reinforcements would tip the scale. Mi Nan Battalion had called back most of their scouts to focus on the harsh battle.

Mu Shuang's battalions were being slowly whittled down but this was North Tian Huan's territory. It was not difficult to have battalions reinforce them. Also, while Mi Nan's battalion had more elite forces, they could not receive any reinforcements.

Mu Shuang was a cold-blooded battle general that was sacrificing an endless stream of ordinary battalions to turn this battlefield into a meat grinder.

These average battalions that usually played small roles were fearless because their enemy was Mi Nan, the person Tian Huan hated the most!

Countless people among them had their homes destroyed because of this person. The ten year long war between North and South Tian Huan had caused their hatred to be etched into their bones.

They continued to charge in.

Here, lives were just a number. More than fifty thousand North Tian Huan soldiers had already fallen here.

But when the news passed back to the rear, it did not cause a panic. Instead more and more battalions flooded over. Some battalions had been preparing to leave North Tian Huan, waiting to enter Mo Cloud Sea yet they turned back.

In some battalions where their commanders were not willing to return, many soldiers left their battalions and formed small groups to come back.

If even Mu Shuang Daren was willing to die with Mi Nan, then what did their lives mean in comparison?

Mi Nan was trapped here by the "cannon fodder." Many times, he thought he was about to break free, but the crazed and fearless attacks of the enemy caused the chances to be stolen away.

Looking around and seeing the dispirited morale on the faces of his commanders, Mi Nan felt cold inside.

Why was it like this?

He was a top battle general! His battalion was a top battalion!

Why had they reached such a state?

There was less than half of his battalion left. Even scarier was that deserters had started to appear since yesterday night. Mi Nan had been lead the military for so many years and it was the first time desertion had occurred in his battalion!

He knew that this battalion that was pride was not far from total collapse.

But he did not have a solution. He couldn't even retreat. If his timing in joining Kun Lun hadn't been perfect, they would not have received the benefits they did. Kun Lun was full of talent, and they had no room for outsiders. If he did not complete this mission successfully, what would await him upon his return would only be a cold treatment.

Kun Lun would not trust him any longer.

His clansmen would lose everything. They would never see a bright future again.

He could die, but he could not retreat!

While he was willing to fight to the death, his battalion was not willing. A Tian Huan battalion fighting to the death for Kun Lun? What nonsense was that?

Mi Nan was extremely discouraged.

What he didn't realize was that there were a thousand pairs of hate-filled eyes staring at him from the darkness.

Gongye Xiao Rong's sneak attack had been timed to perfection.

Mi Nan Battalion had just began falling back to their next defensive position yet Gongye Xiao Rong attacked before they could organize. Mi Nan Battalion that had been already close to the edge of defeat instantly collapsed!

"Kill Mi Nan!

"Kill Mi Nan!"

The shouts rang over the entire camp.

Mi Nan Battalion was like a group of headless flies. Many people even turned in panic and headed into the darkness. Their performance was like that of the most amateur battalion. There were no traces of a elite top battalion left.

Mi Nan seemed to age decades in a moment. He stood dazed in the wind and did not seem to hear the sounds of combat coming closer.

A sharp light sliced towards his neck.

He stood motionlessly like a man made out of wood.

A head flew into the sky.

The expression was still wooden.

Bie Han's Sin Battalion had circled around Mu Xuan Battalion for hours as though they didn't know exhaustion.

Mu Xuan did not dare to relax at all. She knew if they were the least bit careless, Bie Han would show his fangs. She continued to motivate her troops to be alert.

As long as they could outlast Bie Han, they would win.

Time slowly passed.

As time passed, Mu Xuan's heart felt even colder. She could not imagine someone maintaining a random pattern like this for over ten hours. Bie Han's paths did not ever repeat, and she could not predict his next movement at all

Such a terrifying person!

Mu Xuan had a bad feeling. Even though she constantly reminded them, there were many of her subordinates that couldn't help but get distracted.

Bie Han's attack happened suddenly without any warning.

Bie Han was like an epee blade that instantly pierced into a corner of Mu Xuan Battalion. In that moment, blood sprayed and limbs flew!

Many people hadn't even managed to refocus when the god of death had snuffed their lives out.

One attack and then a retreat!

Before Mu Xuan could counterattack, Sin Battalion had fled like lightning and returned to their roaming state.

This battalion was all made up of female sword xiu. While each of them were experienced in battle, they were still females. The sudden bloody scene caused their faces to change expression.

They did not fear death or battle, but they were repulsed by such a bloody scene, especially when it happened next to them.

This time, no one dared to relax. All of them were on their guard.

Bie Han once again resumed his seemingly sleepy state. He led Sin Battalion to roam randomly around Mu Xuan Battalion.

Night came.

Mu Xuan's heart was nervous again. She felt great panic, yet no matter how she tried, she could not get in contact with Mi Nan and Xue Dong.

Had something happened to them?

Mu Xuan suddenly had a bad feeling.

She looked down on people like Mi Nan. If someone had betrayed Kun Lun, she would be the first to cut their head off. If the sect leader hadn't asked for them to be polite, Mu Xuan would not have shown Mi Nan any politeness. Mu Xuan was not the only one. All of Kun Lun had a terrible opinion of Mi Nan.

The unity of Kun Lun was something that people found it hard to imagine. Due to this they looked down and disdained a person like Mi Nan that had betrayed his sect after receiving countless privileges.

But Xue Dong?

Who could stop Xue Dong?

She didn't believe it.

But up until now, she still couldn't see any sign of Xue Dong Battalion. Even scarier was that she couldn't get into contact with Xue Dong.

Xue Dong Battalion was Kun Lun's strongest battalion. Xue Dong's status in Kun Lun was one unmatched by any other battle general. Due to this, Xue Dong Battalion had recruited almost all of the best of Kun Lun.

The over half of the Children of Kun Lun were in Xue Dong Battalion.

Every sword xiu in the battalion had passed through six rounds of exams and selection. Each one was powerful.

Xue Dong had peerless skill. Adding on the battalion sword xiu that had been chosen though successive rounds of selection, the countless experts, the harsh training, Mu Xuan believed that there was no other battalion like Xue Dong Battalion. Even Gu Liang Dao who was famed in the world had been badly defeated when he encountered Xue Dong.

Who would defeat such a battalion?

Mu Xuan didn't believe it.

While Bie Han was strong and Sin Battalion was more powerful than expected, she believed if Xue Dong came thenBie Han would not have a chance at all.

But ... ... what trouble had Xue Dong encountered?

The bad feeling increased. The mission this time had been rocky everywhere.

The conflict between Kun Lun and Mo Cloud Sea could not be avoided.

It was time for the two to grapple.

Yet unlike the unstoppable victories she had imagined, she felt as though they were encountering obstacles everywhere.

Her defeat to Gongye Xiao Rong's counterattack had been due to her own carelessness, but she had not held anything back in her battle against Sin Battalion and she was still being suppressed.

Bie Han was stronger than she imagined, and she had a feeling that Bie Han was still not using all of his strength.

Was this Mo Cloud Sea's true power?

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Chapter Nine Hundred and Seven – The Dawn is Near

Yang Yuan Hao looked at the message on his hand. Frozen like a statue, he stood motionless for a while.

He felt shock that Gu Liang Dao had died in combat. Before they had acted, no one had thought that full-out war between Kun Lun and Mo Cloud Sea would start like this. Even now, he was slightly dazed.

An arrow that left the bow could not turn back. Even if he could go back, he did not have many choices. He believed that Gu Liang Dao would make the same choices.

Kun Lun ... ... haha!

Pity. Gu Liang Dai died!

His situation was extremely similar to Gu Liang Dao's. The only difference was that Gu Liang Dao had been given more responsibilities. While Yang Yuan Hao was the sword and shield for the Four Minor Dhyana Sects, there were still people above him shielding him from the wind and rain of internal politics. But Gu Liang Dao didn't have anyone to support him. He didn't from the beginning. He betrayed Xi Xian, afterwards he became the leader of Xi Xian with Zhong De's support, but lost that support in the battle of the Central Plains.

But he wasn't Zuo Mo.

As a battle general, Gu Liang Dao was outstanding. He had both the bravery and the cleverness. His defeat to Xue Dong was more a defeat to Kun Lun than to Xue Dong.

From the start, Gu Liang Dao had been burdened with too many responsibilities. He had no choices and no escape. For example, betraying Xi Xuan. If he was not forced to the precipice, who was willing to betray their sect? Just like that, he became the leader of an area. Yang Yuan Hao felt that those things were the true burden that had crushed this spirit as a top battle general.

Not every person was Zuo Mo. Yang Yuan Hao thought of the phrase again.

Yang Yuan Hao had a clear measure of himself just like his combat style. He would also make the rational choice. It might not be the best, but it would never be the worst.

Yang Yuan Hao did not charge blindly into Kun Lun. While the battalions stationed here were not a match for him, he did not feel it was rational to enter too deeply. He would lack both supplies and reinforcements. The strategic value he could produce here would be limited, but there would be little danger. The present situation was unlike in the past. Mo Cloud Sea and Kun Lun had started an all-out war. He needed to reconsider the situation.

Zuo Mo had not returned, Gongsun Cha and Bie Han were mobilized. Now, he needed to think for himself.

When Wei Sheng's message came. He almost didn't believe it. He looked dazedly at it for a long time.

Wei Sheng had defeated Lin Qian!

Lin Qian had ran away!

This this this ... ...

The result of any battle at the front lines, even Gongsun Cha defeating Xue Dong, would not give Yang Yuan Hao a deeper shock than this news.

Illogical! It was illogical!

That was Lin Qian! The sect leader of Kun Lun, Lin Qian!

After a long daze, Yang Yuan Hao started to recover. He started to think of the effect this matter would produce.

He had to admit that this news was a enormous blow to the morale of Kun Lun. Lin Qian's status in Kun Lun was unparalleled. He was publicly thought to be the most outstanding of all the sect leaders in Kun Lun's history. Even in this revolutionary era, he was flawless. Kun Lun had been constantly strengthening themselves.

If one had to talk about his only mistake, it would have been not having stopped Mo Cloud Sea from developing.

But who could have stopped Mo Cloud Sea?

Lin Qian was the manifestation of perfection. He was humble and refined, his loyalty towards Kun Lun deeply engraved into his bones. Even the most rebellious sect disciples listened to his every word. He had ventured deep into the mo realms and defeated them all with his own power. He had been the one to comprehend shen power and lead Kun Lun into the era of shen power. He had brought great change to Kun Lun, using Chao Xin and the other young disciples. Kun Lun became the only one of the four great sects to have not declined and fractured. He had never been defeated, he led the group, he was a born leader.

But a person like this had been defeated!

Yang Yuan Hao suddenly realized that Kun Lun was pushed to the edge of the cliff.

He had never expected Lin Qian's defeat.

The war between Kun Lun and Mo Cloud Sea had just started and the situation had changed unexpectedly. In Yang Yuan Hao's eyes, Lin Qian was undoubtedly Kun Lun's strongest point, and also the one that could not fail at all. Even though Wei Sheng and the others had returned, Yang Yuan Hao had felt it would be good if they could match Lin Qian.

Defeating Mu Xuan or Xue Dong would not shake the foundations of Kun Lun. Only the defeat of Lin Qian would truly cause Kun Lun to panic.

Lin Qian had been defeated!

Kun Lun was in danger.

Yet the development of events still surprised Yang Yuan Hao's predictions.

The news that Lin Qian had been defeated by Wei Sheng shook the world!

Yang Yuan Hao had not spread the news. Wei Sheng had not been able to track down Lin Qian and decided to go to Kun Lun.

Wei Sheng raced forth with his sword and attacked Kun Lun.

He did not conceal himself or sneak in. He moved towards the main peak of Tian Huan in broad daylight.

Everywhere he passed, he razed cities when he encountered them, he killed enemies when he encountered them, no one could stop him. Kun Lun's battalions, and experts flooded towards Wei Sheng yet no one could stop them.

No one withstood even one of his attacks.

Wei Sheng used his sword to tell the world how strong a god-level was.

All of the world was astounded by Wei Sheng's strength and unreasonableness!

Kun Lun panicked. Just like Yang Yuan Hao had expected, Lin Qian's defeat caused all of Kun Lun to feel anxious. Wei Sheng's actions seemed to poke the hornet's nest. All of Kun Lun's battalions and experts furiously raced to reinforce the main peak of Kun Lun.

The main mountain peak of Kun Lun was the core of Kun Lun. This was where the core of Kun Lun was at, this was the holy land for the people of Kun Lun.

It held unparalleled status, and it had never experienced the fires of war. It was the greatest pride for all of Kun Lun!

Protect the main peak!

Protect the sect leader!

Like moths to a flame, they fearlessly charged and tried to stop Wei Sheng

Kun Lun went mad.

The world went mad.

Xue Dong's eyes were bloodshot. He completely ignored Vermillion Bird Camp that was following closely after him.

He did not care so much. Eldest Shixiong had been defeated?

How was it possible?

When he had received the news, he almost laughed. How could Eldest Shixiong be defeated? He had been in the midst of enjoying his battle with Gongsun Cha. The two were evenly matched. Yet, not long after starting, the news that Wei Sheng was making his way to the main peak of Kun Lun arrived, he finally understood. Eldest Shixiong had really been defeated.

Xue Dong did not hesitate. He immediately led his battalion to charge back towards Kun Lun!

He felt as though he was in a nightmare. Suddenly, Kun Lun was placed in such a precarious position.

Protect the main peak!

Protect the sect leader!

It could be seen how badly Kun Lun's position was from this kind of slogan. Mu Xuan was trapped by Bie Han's Sin Battalion and was unable to leave. But he still ordered Mu Xuan to return to Kun Lun no matter the price!

Even if she died!

Xue Dong's mind was unusually clear at the moment. Everyone in Kun Lun could be sacrificed, even himself. Only Eldest Shixiong could not die!

He had already started to consider the problem of defeat. The situation was even more urgent but he became even calmer. Defeat was not something to be scared of. As long as Eldest Shixiong was not dead, even if they lost some territory, they could reverse this situation eventually.

No matter what the price, they had to stop Wei Sheng!

Xue Dong Battalion travelled as though they did not care for their lives. They truly didn't. They quickly left Vermillion Bird Camp in the dust.

Compared to Kun Lun's panic, Mo Cloud Sea was overjoyed.

"Teacher Wei is too strong! He was able to defeat Lin Qian! Heavens!"

"Teacher Wei really returned at the best time. I just knew that Teacher Wei was god-level!"

"Please, you only knew after the fact!"

"Just with his own power, he made his way onto the main peak of Kun Lun. I can feel my blood boil just thinking about it!"

Gongsun Cha also had a faint smile on his face. His fight with Xue Dong had been interrupted in the probing stage. Both sides seemed to know that this was not the time for their final fight so they did not use all of their strength.

But in the probing attacks, both sides found the other side troublesome.

Gongsun Cha still gaped when he learned Wei Sheng was making his way in such an astounding and domineering manner to Kun Lun's main peak.

The terrifying power of a god-level was completely displayed in this battle. Wei Sheng managed to disrupt all of Kun Lun by himself.

Gongsun Cha and the others quickly recovered from their joy. People immediately started to discuss strategies on how to face god-level. After half a day of discussion, the arrived at the same conclusion as before.Only a god-level expert could match a god-level expert. Otherwise, they would need to wait ten more years after everyone's average strength went up two more ranks, top level battalions might have the power to match a god-level.

The discussion was fruitless and the discussion turned to discussing the good chance in front of them.

If they missed such a great opportunity, they were asking to be struck by lightning.

For these people who were full of deviousness, this topic was like the greatest feast. Everyone immediately started a heated discussion.

Evil malicious plans quickly took form.

When Zuo Mo received the news Wei Sheng defeated Lin Qian, he was also astounded. But soon, the details came and his happiness was diluted.

Gu Liang Dao was dead. Shuang Yu was dead.

The spirited and open Gu Liang Dao, the gentle and pure Shuang Yu. Thinking of how they had met and interacted those years ago, Zuo Mo's spirits were low. He had thought that everyone would drink together after he returned to Mo Cloud Sea. That would have been a happy occasion.

He hadn't expected ... ...

Zuo Mo looked motionlessly at the night sky. A Gui looked with worry at Zuo Mo. She didn't speak. She knew that Young Master needed silence at this time.

A long time later, Zuo Mo regain his composure and pushed aside his sorrow and grief. There was a line of light on the horizon. Without realizing it, the night had passed, the dawn was near.

The dawn was near ... ...

The last remnants of grief and sorrow were swept out of Zuo Mo's eyes. What replaced them was determination.

He turned around and suddenly said to A Gui, "A Gui, we need to end this war as soon as possible!"

A Gui looked at Zuo Mo's determined face, and her gaze moved across his snowy-white hair. She felt a pain in her heart and then she nodded seriously, "Yes!"

Zuo Mo's gaze turned gentle and warm as he stared at A Gui.

But soon, he became steely-eyed again as though the mountains of blades and seas of fire in front of him could not stop his steps. The framework for Hundred Savage Realm's command structure had been built. Princess Xia and the Lan Brothers were familiarizing themselves with their work. The effect of recruiting Princess Xia and the others was outstanding. The regions of Hundred Savage Realm that Zuo Mo had conquered quickly stabilized.

"Everything has been arranged."

"It's time to take care of the Mo Shen Temple."

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Chapter Nine Hundred and Eight – The Chief Mo God's Madness

The atmosphere inside the Mo Shen Temple was extremely tense.

The front lines had not experienced continuous defeats and they had won a few battles but there was no joy on the faces of the mo gods. An Mo's army was moving steadily and pushing in to their territory. Liang Wei and Qi Xin had not made any risky moves. They only continued to add pressure and press on their holdings.

Piece by piece, step by step. This phrase described it best.

But the mo gods were not idiots. They new that their situation was becoming more and more dangerous. While the enemy's advance was slow, it did not give them any chances to fight back. The enemy was wary as though they were the weaker side.

This kind of fighting strategy caused all of the Mo Shen Temple great frustration.

They could only watch as the enemy slowly marched on them yet they couldn't do a thing. As the enemy army pushed, their defense line was gradually pushed flat.

This was a dangerous sign.

A flattened defense line meant that it was easier for the other to break through and by pass their forces.

Any battle general knew how dangerous this was.

But they had no solutions. They could only watch as they slid towards the cliffedge. Panic and hopelessness spread uncontrollably in their hearts.

The difference in power between them was too great.

"How about we assemble a counterattack?" Youxi Ya Ke glanced at the Chief Mo God and asked probingly.

The Chief Mo God was silent and felt extremely bitter. Counterattack? What could they use to counterattack. The other's battalions did not have any weaknesses. Reinforcing the defense line was prolonging the inevitable, a slow suicide, but if they charged out, they would not come back.

The Chief Mo God's eyes swept dazedly across the hall. Compared to the past, the present Mo Shen Temple was magnificent, but it was cold and unpopulated at this time.

Was this the sign of their defeat?

He thought of his hard work over the past years. Through the battles, the Mo Shen Temple had grown and became the strongest factions in the Hundred Savage Realm. This had filled the Chief Mo God with pride. He had once believed that the Mo Shen Temple could not be defeated! Yet when the Nether King's armies came, he found at the seemingly strong Mo Shen Temple could not stop the other's advance.

The enemy was too strong!

Compared to the Nether King, the Mo Shen Temple was too weak. The difference between the two was like that of an adult and a child. It was an uncrossable gap.

The Mo Shen Temple had fought back hardily. Even the Chief Mo God could not ask for more from his subordinates. The rule of the Mo Shen Temple had been popular in their lands.

"The Nether King has come?" The Chief Mo God suddenly spoke. His voice was hoarse.

"Yes." Youxi Ya Ke nodded. "He recruited Princess Xia and the Lan Brothers to manage the his territories in Hundred Savage Realm. This move is beautiful. These two families both have long histories and large networks in Hundred Savage Realm. With them in control, the people's hearts are reassured."

He shrugged and spread his hands. He said with an expression of helplessness. "Of course, it is even more detrimental to us."

"Fourth, what do you think?" The Chief Mo God looked at the fourth mo god that had been silent for a long time.

The Fourth Mo God was not tall, and looked weak in physical. He had slightly messy hair and a pale face. He looked delicate without any of the power of the mo.

No one would underestimate him due to his appearance. He came from a famous family. The successor of the Silver Catalpa Cavern. This had been recorded in the ancient histories. He was even more mysterious in people's eyes.

His name was Shui Yue.

Chief Elder had spent great effort to recruit Shui Yue to the Mo Shen Temple to become the fourth mo god. He wasn't just strong, he was an outstanding battle general. This was also why the Chief Mo God thought so greatly of him. In many records, they said that the successors of the Water Moon Family also inherited the knowledge of the ancient battle generals.

Shui Yue had not disappointed the Chief Mo God and he had been responsible in large part for the expansion of the Mo Shen Temple over the past few years.

Shui Yue was quiet, and never made trouble. He also had the skills. No one would dislike a subordinate like him.

"The final battle is here." Shui Yue was as calm as usual. He said peacefully, "The enemy is about to start a full-out attack."

The hall was completely silent.

A moment later, the Chief Mo God finally spoke with difficulty, "What is the possibility we can hold out?"

"One tenth." Shui Yue was still calm.

Youxi Ya Ke sighed. While he did not care as much as the others, he still felt extremely discomforted by the feeling of helplessness due to the difference in power.

"What if we use everyone in the Mo Shen Temple?" The Chief Mo God suddenly gritted out a question.

"We have already mobilized everyone." Youxi Ya Ke unconsciously answered but then he reacted. He was stunned at the realization. He looked at the Chief Mo God with shock on his face.

A hint of blood rose in the Chief Mo God's face. His eyes were like twin balls of fire. "No, we will conscript everyone! All the families in the Mo Shen Temple, every mo that cultivates shen power, no matter the gender, they will be on the battlefield! We can make an army that is ten, twenty times bigger than the Nether King's army ... ..."

Everyone was frightened by the Chief Mo God's mad suggestion.

"But ... ..."

After the war finished, the Mo Shen Temple's lands would be desolate. A war like that had never occurred before, not even in the wars between the yaomo and the xiu.

This was using bodies to fill the hole!

"Yes! Only that! We will turn the Mo Shen Temple into a hell! A hell that will pull the Nether King down!" The Chief Mo God howled at the top of his lungs. He waved his arms wildly as though his body had been flooded with fighting spirit again.

Everyone became silent.

If the fighting really reached a level, the fatalities would be astounding. All of the mo would be reduced.

"This is only an internal conflict of the mo, we are all mo ... ..." Youxi Ya Ke couldn't help but say. While he came from the Mo Shen Temple and didn't feel anything for the Nether King, but ... ... the damage this would do to the mo ... ...

The Chief Mo God suddenly turned and glared as though his eyes would sprout fire. He shouted, "Shut up! Youxi Ya Ke, Starting today, Youxi Battalion will be led by Second!"

Youxi Ya Ke's face turned ashen but then uncontrolled fury flooded his face. He laughed coldly, "Ha! You have gone mad!"

Chief Elder's face filled with murderousness.

"What? You want to kill me?" Youxi Ya Ke held his head proudly but his gaze was icy. "Come on!"

Finishing, he didn't even look at the Chief Mo God as he turned and left the hall.

The Chief Mo God's face was black and his temples trobbed. He forced himself to resist. He knew that if he attacked Youxi Ya Ke now, the Mo Shen Temple would split.

"Who else has opinions?" Chief Mo God had a dark expression.

The others were silent.

Chief Mo God's expression eased slightly. He felt better that the other people did not resist his decision. He relaxed his tone. "I know that the fatalities will be high but this is our only chance at victory. We will have to disregard the cost, we need to let the Nether King feel that the Mo Shen Temple has the determination to fight to the end ... ..."

The mad voice of the Chief Mo God echoed in the hall.

Shui Yue's residence.

Wu Le drank back a few swigs of strong liquor. He seemed to be extremely thirsty. He allowed the liquor to flow down his mouth and neck. He only put down the liquor jar when a flush appeared on his face. He murmured to himself, "Youxi Ya Ke is right, Boss has gone mad."

Shui Yu had a small bottle and cup in front of him. He poured a small amount and slowly sipped it with a leisurely air.

The two were both mo gods who had been promoted after the first three and this made them closer.

"I'm not one to lead troops." Wu Le gulped another mouthful and shook his head. "But I know that doing this is like drinking poison to satisfy thirst. Right now, we still have the hearts of the people. But if we conscript that time, we will lose the hearts of the people."

"He has too much pressure on him," Shui Yu said neutrally.

"No matter what, he cannot do this!" Wu Le showed his disappointment. "Pity, I'm just a step away from god-level. If I was strong as Wei Sheng, our situation will be much better."

"You have done well," Shui Yu comforted. Ever since the last battle between Wu Le and Wei Sheng, Wu Le had worked hard. He was the fifth mo god, but he was the strongest of the mo gods in terms of individual power.

Chief Mo God had once urged Wu Le to study to be a battle general. With such strong individual power, even if he was slightly less skilled as a battle general, he would be much stronger than most battle generals.

Yet Wu Le had no interest in becoming a battle general. His entire mind was focused on cultivation.

Wu Le took another mouthful of liquor and lamented, "Ten years ago, I was defeated by Wei Sheng. Ten years later and not only have I not caught up, I am left even further behind. I can only feel admiration. This kind of man is the one we should model ourselves after. Ten years ago, everyone said Wei Sheng was dead, I laughed at that. How could a man like that die so easily?"

Shui Yue listened silently. He knew that Wu Le only wanted to find someone to vent to.

"Even Lin Qian was defeated by Wei Sheng. I don't like Lin Qian, but he is a true genius. A Yue, what do you think, why is the world changing so quickly?" Wu Le's eyes were blurry and filled with bewilderment. "A Nether King suddenly popped up. He made trouble in Nether Ream but that wasn't enough, so he came over to unite the mo. Ha, how sorry has he made us all! Now Mo Cloud Sea and Kun Lun are fighting. Wei Sheng that wasn't been seen for ten years is now god-level and managed to frighten Lin Qian to hiding. Kun Lun has lost great face. Lin Qian is really sad. They are both god-level, such a great humiliation ... ... this world ... ... what is going on ... ... don't understand ... ..."

As Wu Le spoke, his words became indistinct. He fell forward on his face and started to snore.

He was extremely depressed and only came to Shui Yue's place to get drunk.

Shui Yue sat as he slowly sipped. The harsh liquor was like fire in his throat.

Flame started to burn in that pair of eyes that seemed to always be calm. He thought of the blood summons from the past, thought of his confusion in the past ten years as he waited, thought of how he had asked himself every night, thought of many things.

He seemed to speak to himself.

"Because a planted seed will grow into a great tree."

Editor's note: https//watch?v=Unj_wM1xngs

Today's was an easy one.

Also: Just in the case you missed it. 100 chapters for the pay off. Or is it 350 chapters?

4th Mo God – 4th Member of the Mo Gods, battle general. He first appears in chapter 805, but not much is revealed about him.

Shui Yue – Mo from the Water Moon Family. First appearing in chapter 559, he receives a blood summons from Wei. He is an experienced hunter, but has lived an impoverished life.

Translator Ramblings: This is even more terrible when you realize that the Mo Gods reached their present power levels because of worship from these people. So they aren't just planning the whole-scale massacre of their citizens, but people who actively worship them.

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Chapter Nine Hundred and Nine – Sword God Wei Sheng!

Mu Xuan's situation was terrible.

She had underestimated Bie Han. Her battalion had received a high number of fatalities. She did not feel any dissatisfaction. Bie Han was stronger than she was. She accepted the losses.

But when she received Xue Dong's flying sword letter, she was stunned.

Sect Leader had been defeated!

Sect Leader had been defeated?

How was it possible? Mu Xuan's first reaction was one of disbelief but it was Xue Dong had sent this message. She quickly accepted that this was the truth.

Mu Xuan immediately realized this was an unprecedented danger!

Wei Sheng was fighting his way to the main peak of Kun Lun. If he truly made it onto Kun Lun's main peak, then a calamity would descend on Kun Lun!

The peerless Kun Lun had never been humiliated like that before.

Damn it!

Mu Xuan wanted to grow wings and fly back to Kun Lun yet Bie Han would not let them escape. If Mu Xuan showed any opening, he would take a bite.

Bie Han was like a wolf, cunning and ruthless.

Mu Xuan Battalion was heavily wounded. In a short span of a few days, more than a thousand people fell under the fangs of Bie Han's Sin Battalion. Worse was that a similar amount of people were injured. More off, Mu Xuan knew that Bie Han had deliberately left many with just injuries. Injuries had a greater impact on morale and reduced their mobility.

Mu Xuan Battalion's morale was unprecedentedly low after two successive losses. Mu Xuan knew that she could not beat Bie Han in conditions like this.

Right now, she was considering how to get back to Kun Lun as fast as possible. Kun Lun had been forced into a precarious predicament. The situation reversed so suddenly that even Mu Xuan felt clueless.

However, Bie han seemed to guess her intentions. He continued to hound and harry them with little fear of retaliation.

For the first time, Mu Xuan felt powerless. What should she do?

"Daren!" Mu Xuan's second in command interrupted her thoughts.

Mu Xuan raised her head.

"Let this subordinate take command of the rear!" Her second in command spoke. She had a calm expression as though she was just describing a normal matter.

Mu Xuan's heart shook. She looked at this partner that had followed her for over a decade. The other's gaze was determined. The two had grown up together from childhood, and were like sisters.

"For Kun Lun!" Her sister-in-arms' tone was serious and determined.

After staring for a long moment, Mu Xuan suppressed the grief she felt. Closing her eyes, she used her last shred of will to say, "For Kun Lun!"

The second in command showed a gentle smile, turned and then left.

Mu Xuan's tears flowed down.

The sorrowful atmosphere filled the battalion. Everyone understood the decision of the higher-ups. The one thousand injured members and two thousand sword xiu were selected to stay behind. They would use their lives to to delay Bie Han.

The cold wind cut like a blade.

"For Kun Lun!"

Wei Sheng flew holding his sword. His expression was solemn. Everywhere he passed, the sky and the ground seemed to be dyed by blood.

The God-Killing Blood Sword seemed to have been filled with blood and its killing intent filled the sky.

Wei Sheng's gaze was clear and determined.

He could not count how many people he had killed in the past days. The sword xiu of Kun Lun leapt fearlessly towards him like a flood.

Their strength was not worth mentioning, but their resolve caused him to change expression.

But it only amounted to this.

Wei Sheng's heart was like a stone. The sword oath he had given in the past echoed in his mind. He would not rest against Kun Lun, this would only end with death.

To stop him, Kun Lun destroyed all the transportation formations along the way. However, this was not of any effect against Wei Sheng. God-level experts could travel through the void.

When the Kun Lun mountain range entered his view, even Wei Sheng was awed by its vastness and majesty.

Mountain peaks numbering in the tens of thousands like an endless forest of swords that stretched out. Each mountain peak was like a flying sword. They had different appearances and different auras. Some were steep, others vast plateaus, others covered in glaciers, or flowing with lava. Even Wei Sheng who had been to so many places was seeing such a unique place for the first time.

As expected, Kun Lun was blessed.

Wei Sheng lamented inside as his gaze landed on the main peak of Kun Lun.

The main peak of Kun Lun was the most attention-catching of the tens of thousands because of its height and size. Kun Lun's main peak was unrivalled as it towered over the others. All other mountains were like molehills next to it.It was much higher and wider than the other peaks. It was like an enormous sword pointing towards the firmament.

Peerless Kun Lun!

The layers of jinzhi suddenly appeared. It added a beautiful layer of silk to the main peak that flashed with dazzlingly light under the sunlight.

Was this Kun Lun?

Wei Sheng's eyes suddenly became bright. While the main peak of Kun Lun had soul-shaking presence, the image in his mind was the little unknown and remote Wu Kong Mountain.

It was not vast, it did not have any astounding power, it was not revered by countless people.

But that mountain was the most important mountain in his heart!

In the name of Wu Kong!

Wei Sheng took a deep breath. His eyes were full of resolve as he raised the God-Killing Blood Sword.

"He's here!"

"Wei Sheng!"

The main peak of Kun Lun shifted with people. All of the mountain peaks in Kun Lun's mountain range were full of people.

Countless Kun Lun disciples had came from all over.

"For Kun Lun!"

Someone shouted. Almost everyone raised their flying sword and shouted, "For Kun Lun!"

"For Kun Lun!"

The thunderous shouts echoed in the air, in the mountains, in the hearts of every Kun Lun disciple!

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Countless shadows flew up from Kun Lun's mountain range to cover the sky.

They were like a burning sea of flames that wanted to use the fire of their life to burn that terrifying figure. Their faces were filled with fearlessness.

Yet, unexpectedly, that person in the distance did not charge over.

For some unknown reason, many people sighed in relief.

But at this time, Wei Sheng suddenly raised the sword in his hand.

Everyone stilled. Even the Kun Lun disciples that were charging towards Wei Sheng paused.

What did he want to do?

Wei Sheng was over one hundred and fifty li away from the main peak of Kun Lun. If they hadn't set up seal formation, they would not have been able to see Wei Sheng's figure.

Was this a challenge?

What was the use in raising the sword from so far away?

Yet before they could understand, a red sword energy flew out of Wei Sheng's sword.

That red sword energy was not blinding and did not look as though it was astounding in any aspect. But that seemingly ordinary energy cut the space in front of them as though it travelled through the void!

The sword energy brought with it an endless ocean of blood!

The surging waves of blood rose up like monsters opening their mouths and leading at them.

These Kun Lun disciples were swallowed by the surging waves of blood before they could react. The waves of blood did not stop. They became even stronger and charged towards the main peak at an even faster speed.

The vast distance did not seem to matter.

Almost instantly, the surging blood red waves carrying savage power and steel resolve smashed onto the main peak of Kun Lun!

Boom!

The jinzhi of the main peak was like paper. Shattered energies of various colors flew through the air and then were consumed by the bloody waves. The layers of jinzhi that Kun Lun had worked to set up over the generations didn't even last for a breath before turning into dust.

The waves that crushed all obstruction slammed into the main peak of Kun Lun!

Boom!

Time seemed to stop in this moment. Everyone's expressions were dazed. Their minds having gone completely blank.

The vast Kun Lun main peak slowly collapsed before their eyes.

Boom-oom-oom!

The main peak was so large that when it fell, shattered stone and dust rose up into an enormous mushroom cloud. The roar caused all of Kun Lun mountain range to shudder.

A deathly silence!

It was completely silent!

Everyone had ashen faces. Their lips trembled. Their expressions were dazed.

The main peak, the main peak had been cut down in one stroke ... ...

All of the Kun Lun disciples had pale faces. Something seemed to collapse in their minds.

The grieving screams contained the deepest of hopelessness!

Wei Sheng had charged into Kun Lun and cut down Kun Lun's mountain peak!

This astounding news swept the world like a gust of wind. Nothing was more astounding than this. Kun Lun, the strongest hegemon of the world. Had been defeated by one person, Wei Sheng had struck down the main peak of Kun Lun!

Everyone that heard the news would be dazed for a while.

People already felt that Lin Qian's defeat was incomprehensible, this event could not be described.

Kun Lun had been the strongest sect of the world for thousands of years, the strongest faction in the world!

No sect could match Kun Lun.

Peerless Kun Lun!

Kun Lun had not coined the phrase. The authority that Kun Lun had accumulated over thousands of years was imprinted on people's minds. The disciples of Kun Lun were always proud. Everyone thought they deserved to be proud. This was a pride that was matter-of-fact because they came from Kun Lun.

They were always full of spirit and confidence. They were forever the most outstanding youths, the strongest sword xiu. They were the future rulers of the world both in the eyes of others, and they believed this in their hearts.

Kun Lun was the holy ground of sword xiu.

They created the cultivation path for the powerful sword xiu and developed it. The sword xiu became the strongest offensive fighters of all the xiuzhe.

Yet this holy land for sword xiu was brought to its knees by a sword xiu from a previously unknown sect.

For any sect, this wasn't just a great humiliation, it wounded them at their foundation.

When a sword xiu heard the news, they could not speak. In their hearts, something seemed to silently collapse in their minds.

Kun Lun would never be the Peerless Kun Lun ever again.

The collapsed main peak and Kun Lun's peerless reputation became the perfect adornment for one person.

There would be no argument in the future about the name of the Sword God Wei Sheng.

Peerless Sword God!

Chapter Nine Hundred and Ten – Lin Qian's Sword

Wei Sheng cutting the main peak of Kun Lun was so astounding at the news that Mo Shen Temple had surrendered to the Nether King paled in comparison.

However, the mo were an exception.

The eyes of all mo were on the army of the Nether King army in Hundred Savage Realm. The enmity the mo of Hundred Savage Realm felt towards the Nether King had been diminished greatly. The power of Wei Sheng's campaign against Kun Lun caused the mo to reconsider the status of a god-level expert. Even an existence as strong as Kun Lun was forced to such desperate straits by Wei Sheng.

God-level, that as the true peak of this world. A faction that did not a god-level would be fated to be in defeated. Among the mo, there was only one god-level, the Nether King.

This caused the enmity from many of the mo to fade and instead they felt slightly reassured. The mo had their own god-level.

Many people started to hope for the arrival of peace. The Nether King was undoubtedly the one most qualified to unite the mo.

The Mo Shen Temple's inner conflict and the subsequent coup was supposedly due to the Chief Mo God's decision to conscript and sacrifice the populace. Not many were too surprised by this. In the eyes of many people, the Mo Shen Temple was already hard pressed to have held until now under such great pressure.

After the initial shock, all of the mo entered celebration.

The mo were united!

After thousands of years, the mo finally been reunited. In the history of the mo, every time the mo were united, that was the beginning of a golden age of prosperity. They had enough reason to believe that the mo were going to welcome a completely new future.

The king of mo!

The Chief Mo God was killed, the rhinoceros mo god was not willing to continue in the new regime. He left the Mo Shen Temple and returned to his homeland to be the clan leader. The Mo Shen Temple still had the Youxi Battalion and Shui Yue Battalion. Wu Le became the a new bodyguard for the king. The other management positions were appointed by the new king.

The top four battalions of the mo quickly took form.

Liang Wei's King's Horn became the first of the mo battalions. The other three battalions were: Qi Wei's Qi Battalion, Youxi Ya Ke's Youxi Battalion, and Shui Yue's Shui Yue Battalion.

An Mo was deputized as the first mo commander in command. The only unexpected appointment was Zhu Nan Yue. She became the first advisor to An Mo's strategic group.

Due to Zuo Mo having already built up the framework with Princess Xia and the Lan brothers, everything progressed smoothly.

"Mu Xi Daren, your residence has been arranged. Please follow me." A male shadow guard dressed in black respectfully bowed and then led the way at the front.

"Please." Mu Xi nodded and followed behind with her guards.

"You are too polite!" This shadow guard respectfully answered.

The guards around Mu Xu had unnatural and cautious expressions. These veterans of the battlefield and in death felt uneasy in front of these shadow guards.

The Shadow Guard was an extremely powerful organization and was Ming Yue Ye Daren's the most trusted and sharpest blade . These two years were better. In the years before that, it was these people hidden in the shadows that had brought down and assassinated Ming Yue Ye Daren's enemies.

In this unprecedented purge of the yao ranks, the one that had been the most effective was the Shadow Guard.

Mu Xi noticed the uneasiness of her guards. She didn't like the Shadow Guard either but she didn't want to offend them. The Shadow Guard wasn't just the strongest intelligence network, they were also Ming Yue Ye Daren's most trusted protectors.

Their leader, Youqin Lie, was also very trusted by Ming Yue Ye Daren.

Battle generals innately disliked these assassins hidden in the darkness. People had more than once expressed concerns about the Shadow Guard's accumulated power. The only thing to rejoice about was that Youqin Lie never entered any power struggles, and maintained respect towards the other daren. However, people were still worried about Youqin Lie's cruel actions.

Mu Xi refocused and asked, "Has Bin Lan Daren arrived?"

"Bin Lan Daren arrived yesterday night."

Mu Xi new why Daren had summoned them all back for. The changes in the world affairs had been too drastic in this recent while. Kun Lun and Mo Cloud Sea had started their war, Lin Qian had lost, the main peak of Kun Lun had been cut down, and Kun Lun had entered unprecedented danger.

Mu Xi and the others were astounded.

They knew just how powerful Kun Lun was.

But before one wave settled, another started. The Mo Shen Temple suddenly had internal conflict and three remaining mo gods surrendered to the Nether King.

The mo had united!

This caused the yao to suddenly feel great danger.

No one would doubt the strength of a united mo race. Each time the mo were united, it was when they were strongest, and also when their desire to expand was greatest.

The two titans of the xiuzhe world were fighting intensely. That Nether King wasn't stupid and he wouldn't participate.

The mo only had one direction to expand in.

The yao lands!

In the past thousands of years, the yaomo had maintained a good relationship. Usually, the yao did not need to worry about the fractionalized mo. However, now, the mo had a new king!

This mo king was of mysterious and unknown origins. However, his intentions were revealed immediately after he ascended to the throne. He lead a powerful invasion of Hundred Savage Realm and rapidly united the mo.

The strong expansionist stance that the new Mo King displayed worried the yao.

Mu Xi was not stupid. The yao and the mo were on good relations because the yaomo had the same enemies. But right now that the xiuzhe were fighting among themselves, and the mo were strong while the yao weak. Would the mo overlook this opportunity to swallow the yao?

Mu Xi was also filled with worries.

The meeting was of the highest levels. Almost all the higher ups of the yao were gathered together. The yao were in a nervous atmosphere.

This meeting would decide the fate of the yao.

Bie Han looked at the thick smoke above the burning city and turned to lead Sin Battalion to leave without any hesitation.

This was the ninth major hub city that he had razed.

Other than the battalions on the borders of Kun Lun that didn't dare to move, almost all the other battalions in Kun Lun had returned to reinforce the main peak of Kun Lun. Lin Qian was not present, Xue Dong was not here, all of Kun Lun was in chaos. They could only respond based on their instincts.

But how could the weakly supported border hold against Gongsun Cha, Bie Han, and Yang Yuan Hao?

The three battalions broke through with little effort. The vast and empty Kun Lun was spread in front of them.

Gongsun Cha and the others did not choose to conquer the territory.

Kun Lun's rule in these lands was deeply entrenched over thousands of years. The factions of various sizes here were fighting back and once Mo Cloud Sea tried to conquer these places, Mo Cloud Sea's battalions would be tangled up in intensifying rebellions.

Therefore, the strategy Gongsun Cha and the others planned was simple and brutal.

Damage, constant damage to Kun Lun's production capabilities and infrastructure!

Everywhere they passed, they didn't conquer, they destroyed. This kind of destruction would not be immediately fatal for Kun Lun, but it was akin a thousand wounds on Kun Lun's enormous body.

The bleeding would continue and Kun Lun would only become weaker with time.

Following behind the three top battalions were the first class battalions like Ma Fan and Tang Fei. Gongsun Cha knew that a chance like this would not occur again. He did not keep anything back. All of the first class battalions and elite battalions were mobilized.

They followed the three top battalions to enter the vast core of Kun Lun.

Time!

What was most important was time!

Gongsun Cha commanded that all battalions had to leave Kun Lun within ten days.

The jinzhi forts were being built day and night on the borders of Mo Cloud Sea. Kun Lun who had suffered so much loss was very likely to retaliate.

In these weeks, Kun Lun's sky was covered in smoke.

The sect leader had been defeated, the main peak cut down, countless cities burned to ashes... ...

Kun Lun seemed to reach the end of the road in the span of one night.

By the time the people of Kun Lun reacted, Mo Cloud Sea's battalions had disappeared.

Seeing Kun Lun covered in wounds, everyone cried.

Lin Qian wanted to die.

Kun Lun was wailing after being trampled under the hooves of Mo Cloud Sea. Kun Lun had fallen under Wei Sheng's sword. But at this time, he could not come out, he could not fight for his beloved Kun Lun, he could only stay in this hidden cavern and heal.

Lin Qian held the Immemorial Sword tightly. His handsome face was unusually pale. In just a few dozen days, he had thinned by a size. His bloodless lips moved, tears flowed out of his empty eyes and fell down his face.

"Master, sorry!"

"Sorry ... ..."

All of his pride had been completely destroyed. Kun Lun was his all, he lived for Kun Lun, he would forever live for Kun Lun!

If he hadn't been defeated, the state of affairs would not be so bad, the main peak would not have been destroyed, Kun Lun would not have lost so, and Kun Lun would not have been humiliated!

"I am a criminal!"

"The criminal of Kun Lun!"

He said to himself as though he was proclaiming judgement on himself.

He stood up. A light suddenly appeared in his empty eyes. The light grew brighter and filled his eyes.

His wooden head slowly started to turn.

He sat silently. The excitement and madness in his eyes slowly grew. An indescribable determination was in his eyes and flowed in his body.

The Immemorial Shen Sword in his hand hummed and he felt an indescribable understanding.

His sword was Kun Lun!

Not for heaven or earth, not for the laws, not for the people, only for Kun Lun!

This body belonged to Kun Lun, this sword belonged to Kun Lun!

All the laws of the world were below Kun Lun, all the emotions of the world were below Kun Lun.

This was his sword, Kun Lun above all!

The energies in Lin Qian's body suddenly flowed and circulated. Half of his injuries healed. His sword essence level had once again made another advancement!

In the fight with Wei Sheng that day, Wei Sheng had found his sword path. Today, Lin Qian also found the sword path for him.

Kun Lun had reached its most precarious moment.

Lin Qian did not feel any joy. At this time, his level of sword essence was just matched to Wei Sheng. His wounds had not healed, and he was still at a disadvantage.

But he did not continue to spend time recovering. Kun Lun had reached the edge of a precipice.

He must lead!

He was also below Kun Lun!

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Translator Ramblings: Five more to go! Lin Qian's epiphany really highlights the difference between him and Wei Sheng. This is a kind of zeal that I can almost admire. Both Lin Qian and Wei Sheng put their beliefs at the core of their life, but for Lin Qian, he can sacrifice anything and anyone for his beliefs. On the other hand, Wei Sheng put his friends and close people as first and his belief is a result of his conviction to protect.

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Chapter Nine Hundred and Eleven – Lin Qian's Counterattack

Wei Sheng gazed at Kun Lun behind him and then turned around without looking back.

Gongsun Cha, Bie Han, and Yang Yuan Hao had met up. The three top battalions were the top fighting force of Mo Cloud Sea. He needed to hurry back to prevent Lin Qian from targeting them. That loss would be too great.

While there was no news of a new god-level appearing in Kun Lun's ranks, Wei Sheng did not dare to be careless. These three top battle generals were the foundation of Mo Cloud Sea.

Gu Liang Dao being killed by Lin Qian taught everyone the partnership of top battle general and god-level was the best strategy right now.

The god-level was unstoppable and could create chaos in an army as well as kill the leader. However, they could not take over and hold an entire region with only their power. A battalion must come in and then consolidate their control.

And if a top battle general didn't have the protection of a god-level, they would become choice targets for the enemy god-level.

Right now, the three battle generals were together. Wei Sheng didn't dare to be careless. He had to be the one in charge of protecting them.

Wei Sheng also knew that he could not eliminate all of Kun Lun by himself.

An enormous being like this had such resilience and vitality that normal people couldn't imagine.

When Lin Qian looked at the remnants of Kun Lun's main peak, his tears flowed down. His face was pale, he was soulless as he allowed the tears to flow. He was like a stump of wood that did not move for a long time.

Nothing could describe the pain he felt at this time. From a very young age, protecting Kun Lun was his dream. He had grown up, but this goal had never changed.

The sacrifices of the elders, Master sending his soul into the sword, they all caused his belief to deepen.

Ever since he took control of Kun Lun from his master, he did all he could and didn't dare to slack off. Yet, in his hands, Kun Lun had endured unprecedented humiliation.

Even the main peak of Kun Lun had been cut down.

He looked around. What he saw was the wooden and sorrowful gazes of the disciples and heard their cries.

Lin Qian felt as though there was a knife stabbing his heart.

Xue Dong, Mu Xuan, and the others that hurried back sighed in relief as they saw Lin Qian. All of the higher ups of Kun Lun gathered for the first time after their defeat.

All of their faces were filled with fury and sorrow.

Their gazes all looked towards Lin Qian. This man that had led them to victory again and again. Their eyes had not lost hope. As long as this man was still alive, they had not lost their hope of victory.

All of Kun Lun was looking at their leader, their banner.

"In the history of Kun Lun, we have never been humiliated like this." Lin Qian's deep voice was filled with sorrow. It passed through the sound tablets to every corner of Kun Lun.

"This my mistake, my responsibility. After this war, regardless of the result, I will abdicate the position of sect leader."

Exclamations of disbelief echoed in every corner of Kun Lun. Their eyes were wide and filled with shock. Xue Dong, Mu Xuan and the others changed expression. Lin Qian had not discussed this decision with them.

"A failure like myself does not qualify to be the sect leader of Kun Lun."

Everyone could hear the guilt in Lin Qian's voice. Many people's eyes turned red. Kun Lun's main peak had been cut down. Many people had felt some anger towards Lin Qian.

But no one blamed him right now.

This was a man that placed Kun Lun's wellbeing above his own life!

Who would bear to blame him?

"But before that, I still have a battle to finish. No, us, we still have an unfinished battle! In the history of Kun Lun, there has never been a humiliation like this! This is Kun Lun's humiliation, it is our humiliation! Only the sword, blood, and victory can wash away this humiliation!

"Disciples of Kun Lun, people of Kun Lun, this is our home, this place with our kin. But now, we have been humiliated, our kin massacred, our homes burned! Our Kun Lun has reached a precarious time! We have no place to flee, we have nowhere to retreat, we will not be spared!

"Please of Kun Lun, draw your swords!

"For the glory of Kun Lun, for our kin, for our homes!

"As Kun Lun's Sect Leader, I am ordering complete conscription of all able bodied warriors of Kun Lun!

"No matter the gender, no matter the age, anyone above mortal rank is conscripted!

"All businesses regardless of size are restricted from selling any merchandise. All resources will be directed towards the army.

"All battalions, gather and wait for orders!

"I, Lin Qian, will lead you on the battlefield!

"In the name of Kun Lun, victory or death!

"In the name of Kun Lun, we march to our final battle!

"Battle to the end!"

Listening to Lin Qian's decisive voice in the sound tablet, the entire tent was silent.

Everyone had extremely ugly expressions. No one had thought that Kun Lun's counterattack, no, Lin Qian's counterattack would be so decisive and reckless.

Even Gongsun Cha hadn't expected Lin Qian's move. He was like a gambler that had lost greatly, and went all in on the next hand.

The advantage that Gongsun Cha and the others had accumulated had immediately vanished.

Shen power had developed for ten years, how many of Kun Lun's sword xiu had reached mortal level? No one knew, but everyone knew that this number would be enormous.

Nether King's five hundred thousand elite astounded the world, but when the enormous being that was Kun Lun sent out all of their members, their potential was something that even Gongsun Cha and the others didn't dare to imagine! Kun Lun's battalions were astounding in scale to being with. They had large territories and each of them required battalions stationed there.

Lin Qian's conscription order didn't just apply to the battalions, but also to the citizenry. They could easily create an army of over a million people. Gongsun Cha and the others would not be surprised if they could gather two million people. Even if these people were not trained, even if these people didn't even have the training of the lowest ranked battalions, this was still a terror-inducing number of people!

No one had ever done this before!

With his back to the wall, Lin Qian had completely messed up Mo Cloud Sea's plans.

Mo Cloud Sea's jinzhi forts that they had rushed to built were meaningless in front of such overwhelming numbers.

"He is a mad man!"

Someone said this. Everyone felt agreement. Such an action disregarded all consequences. Even if Kun Lun won, they would be greatly wounded taking years if not decades to recover.

But everyone had to admit that Lin Qian's move was extremely skilled.

Mo Cloud Sea's battalions had poked countless holes in Kun Lun's territory. Kun Lun had suffered great losses. Their plan had been to drag out the fighting and as time went on, Kun Lun would grow weaker. By that time, they wouldn't even have the ability to fight back.

Lin Qian decided to take out all of his assets and rush their final battle. At this time, Kun Lun had just suffered a great loss and were like a group of grieving soldiers. Lin Qian displayed his zealous attitude. victory or death. The power that they could muster would be great.

Those heroic tales of victory by angry and grieving soldiers were of this situation.

"How about we hold out. If we can hold for long enough, their morale would be blunted and their untrained conscripts would collapse ... ..." Yang Yuan Hao glanced at Gongsun Cha.

"We cannot hold!!" Gongsun Cha shook his head, his expression solemn. "None of our defense lines can hold."

Yang Yuan Hao did not feel surprised. Truthfully, even he didn't believe there would be a defense line like that.

Mo Cloud Sea had always relied on elite soldiers. They didn't have many battalions but their training and equipment were all of the highest quality. There was no problem with this strategy usually, but in front of Lin Qian's overwhelming numbers, they immediately became lacking.

"How about we circle to Kun Lun's rear? Kun Lun's rear is completely undefended!" Tang Fei frowned as she thought hard.

"Lin Qian is coming at us with everything. Attack the rear? He doesn't care if the rear is destroyed," Gongsun Cha refused.

"How about Teacher Wei ... ..." Ma Fan said with a snicker.

Everyone turned to look at Wei Sheng.

Wei Sheng said honestly, "Lin Qian and I are evenly matched. The reason that I was able to win last time was mostly due to Gu Liang Dao and Shuang Yu injuring Lin Qian before they died. Lin Qian was wounded and I had an epiphany. But I hear from his voice that he seemed to also have a breakthrough. If I attack, he will have the advantage of territory. Meaning he will likely have the help of a few pseudo god-level, and he would have the upper hand."

"We also have pseudo god-level ... ..." Ma Fan muttered. Mo Cloud Sea had more pseudo god-level than Kun Lun. People heard this and their eyes went bright.

"Pseudo god-level, cannot travel through the void," Wei Sheng explained.

People finally reacted. Yes, god-level could enter the places no one could, by travelling through the void, but pseudo god-level couldn't.

People looked at each other with ugly expressions.

When Zuo Mo saw the message that Mo Cloud Sea passed over, he was given a fright. He hadn't thought that Lin Qian would do the same thing as the Chief Mo God. But he had to admit the strength of this move.

Compared to Lin Qian, the Chief Mo God was lacking.

When Lin Qian did this, and there were no objecting voices in Kun Lun. All of Kun Lun were with him in gambling on this battle! When Chief Mo God tried this, there were many voices within the Mo Shen Temple that objected. Even if Shui Yue didn't do anything, the Chief Mo God wouldn't have had an easy time.

Even though Zuo Mo had seen so many powerful opponents, no one was stronger than Lin Qian. This person was top in both strength and skill, and he almost had no weaknesses.

It was troublesome now!

Once a final battle like this was started, the weakness of Mo Cloud Sea's shallow foundation was exposed. If this was the Mo Cloud Sea of the past, Zuo Mo would have also dared to give a conscription order like this. While Mo Cloud Sea had expanded greatly now, the composition was more complex, and they were not united. This was related to Zuo Mo being missing for ten years. If they didn't have enough unity, playing a card like this was akin to burning oneself with fire.

In other worlds, Lin Qian could afford to do this, he couldn't.

But Zuo Mo's plans had also reached a crucial time. If this side wasn't resolved, he didn't dare to announce his identity as Nether King.

Time once again became the deciding factor in victory and defeat.

Zuo Mo thought for a night before sending his conclusion back to Mo Cloud Sea.

Zuo Mo's order was very simple.

One word, delay, use all methods to delay the enemy.

To delay the final battle!

Editor's Note: Throwback to way back. This was my introduction to jazz.

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Chapter Nine Hundred and Twelve – Youqin Lie's Ten Years of Preparation

The top brass of the yao races were fighting intensely.

Lin Qian's counterattack had shocked the yao. Thinking about an ocean of several hundred thousand people flooding over caused everyone to feel powerless.

Except for fighting back using the same method, no one had any other solution.

In the final battle between Kun Lun and Mo Cloud Sea, the yao favored Kun Lun. Kun Lun's great unity was of great effect here. The consequences of Zuo Mo having gone missing for ten years usually couldn't be seen, but no one could avoid it at this time.

And the mo, the former natural allies of the yao.

They were pressuring the yao at this time.

The intense arguments filled the meeting room. Ming Yue Ye sat at the head of the room, her eyes closed as though she was resting. Feng Xin Zi and Youqin Lie were standing to her left and right.

The yao were on the weaker side. Even worse was that they did not have a god-level expert.

Mu Xi and Bing Lan could not solve this problem. At this present stage, a god-level was undefeatable.

Suddenly, a voice spoke over everyone without any warning.

"Everyone, please do not waste anymore time."

The voice was not loud but it could be heard over the entire room. All of the arguments and conversations were cut off.

The one who spoke was an unfamiliar male. The male was wearing a copper mask.

"Who are you? Why do I not recognize you?" An elder's face changed slightly. He glared angrily and shouted, "Who are you! You dare to sneak in ... ..."

The mask-wearing male completely dismissed the elder's scolding. He stood up elegantly and bowed towards the crowd. He said softly, "Good day everyone, I am Nether King."

The room was completely silent. Everyone was stunned by the words. No one spoke.

"Hah, oh, that's not right." The mask-wearing male laughed softly and said, "I am the Mo King now."

Zuo Mo's unfathomable presence descended on the meeting room like that of a god. Everyone felt as though they were gripped by an invisible hand. The strong feeling of suffocation caused their minds to turn blank.

Feng Xin Zi suddenly gave off strong light as shen power surged inside his body. He didn't know how the Nether King had gotten into the meeting. But the compound was surrounded by experts. If they made a disturbance, the guards outside would flood in.

Yet a cold gaze penetrated his defense like an arrow. His shen power froze!

Not good!

Feng Xin Zi's expression changed dramatically.

Was this the power of god-level?

Feng Xin Zi was the strongest expert under Ming Yue Ye's command. As a pseudo god-level, he had few equals. However, just a gaze from the other had ... ...

Terror overcame his mind. He had thought he understood the strength of god-level, but the difference in was greater than he had predicted.

This was a gap that could not be crossed!

Feng Xin Zi sank into a short daze. He did not notice a blurry figure appear behind his back.

A purple light flashed.

Feng Xin Zi finally seemed to wake up. The strong feeling of danger made him turn into a berserk beast.

At this time, he felt the restraints around him tighten. He was unable to struggle.

In his wide eyes, that terrifying person wearing the mask moved to grab at him.

God-level ... ..

This was the last words in his mind.

How could a pseudo god-level have the chance to fight back against a god-level and a pseudo god-level expert?

Killed in one attack!

Feng Xin ZI's head flew up, the blood spraying onto the ceiling and dying it red.

Screams sounded inside the meeting room. The face of many elders went pale. They were frightened by this bloody scene. However, the sound in the meeting room was blocked off from the outside. The room was designed so people outside couldn't hear the conversations inside. Even Feng Xin Zi had been killed in one move. The people who had wanted to attack shuddered.

Even Feng Xin Zi Daren ... ...

Ming Yue Ye's gaze turned to Youqin Li and turned icy. "Good! Very good! Youqin Lie! You dare to collude with the Nether King!"

Ming Yue Ye was not stupid. Youqin Lie had been in charge of security for the entire venue. Only Youqin Lie had the ability to sneak a person inside so easily.

Youqin Lie bowed respectfully. "I am doing this for everyone's good."

The people present had ashen faces.

They knew the power that Youqin Lie held. The betrayal of such an important person meant that the enemy had already set up plans to deal with them.

Ming Yue Ye did not pay attention to Youqin Lie. She turned and said coldly, "Nether King is really skilled, such scheming."

Zuo Mo smiled. Inside, he was completely won over by Pu Yao and Wei's planning. Zuo Mo hadn't thought much of Pu Yao and Wei's plan all those years ago when they had told him about the blood summons and the seeds. Yet what he hadn't expected was that all three seeds had been of momumental importance.

If Youqin Lie hadn't guided him, he would not be able to find Ming Yue Ye if he came here.

Zuo Mo found a place to sit as though he was the host here.

"Alright, everyone, I believe I don't need to say any harsh words. Let us now discuss the future of the yao."

Zuo Mo's words easily passed into everyone's ears.

"Do not be delusional!" Ming Yue Ye's face was frosted over and her tone unusually determined. "Even if everyone dies here today, we will not pass your decisions. If you want to conquer the yao, send your army!"

Ming Yue Ye's words aroused many people's agreement. They glared with fury at Zuo Mo.

"Yes! If you want to conquer the yao, send your army!"

"Hmph, you want to use conspiracies that cannot be seen in public to take down the yao, naïve!"

Zuo Mo looked with surprise at Ming Yue Ye. He was not shocked at Ming Yue Ye's determination but the other's insight. Under such detrimental conditions, she was able to clearly see his intentions. It could be said that she originally had no chips in her hand but she had found some chips. While they were not many, there was some to bargain with.

She determined that Zuo Mo wanted to quickly and peacefully take care of the yao. Otherwise, he could just kill the people here, and then the army could invade. That would be the easiest method.

The loss of these leads would leave the yao in chaos, preventing a coordinated resistance against the mo army.

Zuo Mo did not do that. Ming Yue Ye immediately realized the crux.

Light laughter came behind the mask.

If he got pressured in such advantageous conditions, then Zuo Mo was not the Scalping Zombie!

Snap, Zuo Mo snapped his fingers and motioned to Youqin Lie.

Youqin Lie understood and stepped forward. He looked calmly at Mu XI.

Mu Xi suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Mu Xi Daren, the development of the Palace Lake Wood Clan is praiseworthy. However, under the prosperous appearance, there are always some fatal dangers. We have investigated all the youths of Palace Lake Wood Clan under the age of thirty. There are only twenty five that have reached silver battle general rank. The Dry Mark Yu Clan and the Mile Sea Xian Clan have more than four youths that are almost gold battle generals. If Mu Xi Daren is not present ... ..."

Youqin Lie did not continue and Mu Xi's expression already changed.

She hadn't thought that Youqin Lie had been investigating the Palace Lake Wood Clan in secret! Under the outward prosperity of the Palace Lake Wood Clan was a hidden weakness. The Dry Mark Yu Clan and the Mile Sea Xian Clan were the archenemies of the Palace Lake Wood Clan. In these past years, due to Mu Xi's status, these two clans had been suppressed and constantly weakened.

If she died ... ...

She knew if Youqin Lie just curled his pinky, the two clans would not hesitate to swear loyalty. The fate of the Palace Lake Wood Clan could be imagined.

"Bing Lan Daren!" Youqin Lie bowed respectfully to Bing Lan as usual.

Bing Lan smiled coldly. "What? I want to hear how you will deal with me!"

Bing Lan had been an orphan from childhood and did not have the burden of a clan.

"Bing Lan Daren is not burdened by a clan. In other words, other than your own value as a battle general, Bing Lan Daren's other value is insignificant." Youqin Lie said easily, "As to Bing Lan Daren's corps, you have twelve core commanders that have the same backgrounds as Daren. Of the twelve, nine of them have married. Their husbands, the clan leaders of the nine families, are currently guests of the Shadow Guard. Bing Lan Daren, do not worry, we will take good care of them."

Bing Lan's expression finally changed.

If she was not present, the fate of the corps ... ...

Youqin Lie's gaze did not stop at Bing Lan. He turned his face and his gaze landed on an elder that was looking on calmly.

"Elder Xu is the one in the best situation of all the families. Elder Xu has managed his clan well, the clan is united, there are no enemies in the surroundings. You have battalions, and they are also exceptional."

Elder Xu narrowed his eyes and couldn't help but feel slight pride. What Youqin Lie said what he was most proud of. He was a person with power in the Council of Elders and his reputation was just below Bing Lan, Mu Xi and the others.

"Pity." Youqin Lie suddenly shook his head and sighed. "In the past, Elder Xu schemed against the Ten Thousand Mile Gang, and had almost destroyed them.The Ten Thousand Mile Gang still alive and still remember Elder Xu's generosity."

The words Ten Thousand Mile Gang caused all the elders to change expression. They had heard of this organization before. The Ten Thousand Mile Gang had been vicious and stealthy in their actions. They had ruled with terror. Several decades ago, the Ten Thousand Mile Gang suddenly disappeared. No one had thought that Elder Xu was connected to the mysterious organization.

Elder Xu who had been calm from the start suddenly stood up as though his behind was on fire. He exclaimed in shock, "Impossible!"

Youqin Lie smiled at him. "Elder Xu, do not be in a hurry. We can discuss this in detail later."

Then he dismissed Elder Xu. He went on discussing secret after secret as he made his way around the room. Youqin Lie recited the information and secrets of almost everyone present as though it was his own.

Suffocating terror and hopelessness spread through the meeting room.

Ming Yue Ye's eyes were wide, and her face was white. She looked in disbelief at Youqin Lie.

Such detailed information, such careful preparation. She didn't know how long this had been planned. This was not possible without years of investigation. She had not known at all! She had thought that Youqin Lie had betrayed her to the Nether King . Now, an even more absurd speculation uncontrollably appeared in her mind.

Youqin Lie was a spy of the Nether King!

Her heart continued to sink.

Youqin Lie's move was vicious. These yao that held power would fall. These people, and the families behind them were the true core of the yao, and were the true ruling class of the yao.

All of her chips disappeared.

Translator Ramblings: All of Pu Yao and Wei's seeds are such big trees.

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Chapter Nine Hundred and Thirteen – Response

The change in power among the higher levels of the yao proceeded in secret.

Youqin Lie's plan spanned far and wide, catching almost all of the yao higher ranks by surprise. The timing he chose was also perfect. Because the meeting was so important, few were absent.

The topic of the meeting became establishing a new council of elders. The higher ranks realized that this was a shuffling of the positions and the discussion and political maneuvering was intense.

Soon, new leadership came into the public's view. Ming Yue Ye, Bing Lan and Mu Xi kept their original positions.

The meeting this time did not cause any unrest among the people.

Youqin Lie who had ruled the underworld knew how to attack the weaknesses of people, and after ten years of preparation he struck. In one hand the stick and the other the carrot, the prestigious families of the yao were tamed. And the rebellious families were eliminated overnight and did not have a chance to cause a disturbance.

Youqin Lie was vicious and cruel in carrying out his duties. Everyone who knew were frightened.

Fighting between families existed everywhere, but compared to the Shadow Guard uprooting an entire family until not a stalk of grass was left, their tactics were like children fighting over candy.

They shuddered in fear.

The new Council of Elders became the top power structure in the yao.

Bing Lan and Mu Xi were alone in the courtyard.

The Shadow Guard did not make things difficult for the two. They retained their freedom, even their status and position hadn't changed. The two felt as though they had just had a dream.

The two were very intelligent people. They knew that the Nether King had no fear that they would rebel. All of the higher ups, the prestigious families of the yao had submitted. Even if Ming Yue Ye rose up an called for an insurrection, there was no use.

The ruling caste of the yao were useless meatbags.

The two sat in silence for a long time. The air was heavy.

"We are finished." Bing Lan's voice was hoarse and her eyes showed great pain. As a battle general, she instinctively disliked people like the Shadow Guard that worked in secrecy. But she hadn't thought that she would be defeated so easily by people like them.

"But no one cares." Bing Lan laughed mockingly. "Everyone is cheering that they do not need to fight the mo."

Once the new Council of Elders took power, they announced an eternal alliance with the mo. Both sides promised that they would be forever brothers-in-arms and would stand on the same side against enemies.

Also, the Council of Elders was promoting more communication for the yaomo alliance. The yao and mo realms would construct large numbers of transportation formations to increase interrelations between the two races.

Once the news came out, all of the yao cheered and celebrated.

When the mo had first finished uniting, the yao had felt threatened. They had all been worried about the mo invading. The two sides forming the yaomo alliance meant that the mo wouldn't invade.

A rock in people's hearts landed.

The alliance of yaomo was not a novel concept. The yaomo were close to begin with due to a long history of fighting together against the xiuzhe. An alliance was not much different. Unlike with the xiuzhe, there hadn't been much hatred between the yao and the mo in history.

This caused Bing Lan to find it incredibly ironic.

The Nether King was silently taking control of the yao. She was sure that in a few years, the yao would be completely in the Nether King's grasp.

But she could only watch as it happened and couldn't do anything.

She had long since learned a truth about people; people didn't care who ruled them. They only cared if they would have peace. The elders of the prestigious families didn't care who ruled them. They only cared who gave them benefits and could make them feel fear.

All the corps commanders of the yao were the representatives of the prestigious elders. Each of them had their families behind them.

As long as Nether King held the Palace Lake Wood Clan hostage, Mu Xi could only bow and listen. Each member of a prestigious families was brainwashed with their responsibility to the clan from birth. They would forever place the good of their families ahead of everything else.

The ones truly loyal to Ming Yue Ye had no chance to struggle under Youqin Lie's knife.

Even Bing Lan had no room to struggle unless she didn't care at all about the lives of her subordinates. If she did anything, then the sisters who had followed her for many years wouldn't be spared.

This was Youqin Lie's style.

"I'm planning to retire as corps commander," Bing Lan said coolly.

Mu Xi suddenly raised her head.

Bing Lan waved her hand and motioned for Mu Xi to not persuade her. She smiled as though she had been relieved of a burden. "Actually, this result isn't bad. In terms of breadth of mind and skill, the Nether King will be a good king. After the yaomo alliance is formed, he will not treat the yao unfairly. And once the alliance forms, it will be undefeatable."

She turned around and looked at Mu Xi. She said solemnly. "You need to uphold the banner of the yao. If I am not wrong, the Nether King will definitely create an alliance council of elders to be managed by the elders of the yaomo. Among the yao, you are the only top battle general, your responsibility is heavy."

"Where is Daren planning to go?" Mu Xi looked at this elder who had promoted her and felt great sorrow.

"I'm planning to start a battle general house." Bing Lan sighed. "We yao have too few outstanding battle generals. No matter what the fate of the yao will be, young talents that can prop up the sky are the true future of the yao!"

Mu Xi said without hesitation. "I will take care of the funds!"

Mu Xi knew that Bing Lan Daren had no family to support her. She had limited resources.

Bing Lan smiled. "No need, the Nether King will not be frugal on this. The King already thinks of this place as his and the people here as his people."

As Bing Lan had expected, Zuo Mo was not frugal at all. Zuo Mo did not hesitate to give enormous resources to Bing Lan and green lit the way.

Bing Lan was truly the titan of the yao battle generals. No one could compare to her experience. When she became the principal of an art house, the battle general house created a great impact before it was even built.

Bing Lan Battle General House would shine with great light in the next thousand years. It would be one of the two most famous battle general houses of the yao.

The other battle general house was called Pu Pu's Home for Battle Generals.

These two battle general houses trained countless famed generals for the yao in the next thousand years.

From every angle, Zuo Mo's efficiency was astounding.

But for Gongsun Cha and the others, they still found it hard. It was apt to describe it as though they were passing through each day as a year. All of Kun Lun seemed to be mad as they increased their forces on the borders without regard for the cost.

In front of this vast ocean, the power of an individual battalion was insignificant.

The shadows of the crowds blackened the land like a slow and unstoppable wave. People gazed at it. A strong feeling of powerlessness filled their minds.

The vast ocean was still growing.

Mo Cloud Sea continued using guerilla warfare to slow the enemy. They had good results, but compared to the speed that the other side was gaining as time went on, the results were negligible.

Kun Lun did not seem to notice their harassment.

Increase! Continue increasing!

Gongsun Cha and the others didn't dare to charge into the core of Kun Lun's forces. Even though the people were untrained, they didn't dare. If they stepped in, they might not even have a chance to escape.

The other side had gathered more than one million and two hundred thousand people!

"What do we do?"

The situation was growing worse by the day. People did not doubt that if the attack came, they could only flee for their lives.

"We retreat!" Gongsun Cha's eyes were bloodshot. The bashful smile on his face had disappeared and was replaced with a sharp coldness. Bie Han and Yang Yuan Hao were not much better. Ever since Kun Lun's battalions appeared on the borders, they hadn't slept.

Retreat?

Everyone stilled.

The decision that the three top battle generals had thought of after not resting for several days and nights was to retreat?

Yang Yuan Hao explained. "We cannot stop them, if they break through our defensive line, then their morale will grow and while ours would worsen. Rather than letting that happen, we should retreat of our own accord."

People started to think.

Gongsun Cha explained. "Kun Lun's army is so large that supplies will be a problem. We will retreat and give up the space, but scorch the earth, stain the other's supply line. On one hand, we can blunt their morale, and the other is that their supply lines will be exposed."

The people present were all experts in war. Their eyes lit up and they started a heated discussion.

"We will destroy all the transportation formations, every one, force them to go through the jie rivers! Hmmph! One million pigs, even those won't be easy to transport!"

"Every source of water, every mine, destroyed. So they cannot resume production quickly and produce supplies."

"We need to move every person. Leave an empty jie, we will leave them empty jies!"

"We need to leave behind guide points, but make them hidden. We can leave more, and use them to build small transportation formations. They don't have to transport many people. This way, we can easily attack their supply lines from the back."

"Martial law, Mo Cloud Sea must be under martial law! It is important for everyone to be controlled to prevent some people from making a nuisance."

When there were many people gathered, the power was great. As people started to discuss, many details were fleshed out. They could not underestimate the details. Advantages in battle were accumulated through these details.

Gongsun Cha couldn't help but sigh. While the expansion of the past few years had lowered the unity of Mo Cloud Sea, it had won strategically for Mo Cloud Sea now. If Mo Cloud Sea was as small as before, no matter how strong its defenses were, it couldn't hold against such an ocean of people.

"This is the final battle!" Gongsun Cha suddenly said. Everyone else closed their mouths and looked at him.

"If this battle is won, then we will win. Lose, we have nothing." Gongsun Cha's gaze burned and his tone was harsh. "Final battle! This is the final battle!"

"Kill them!" Everyone roared in response, their eyes filling with blood and murderousness!

Translator Ramblings: It's going to be so weird in three days time when I don't have to get up and post a chapter. On the other hand, if I somehow disappear in the meantime, WanderingGummiOfDoom can post the remaining chapters.

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Chapter Nine Hundred and Fourteen – Pride

The streets were flooded with people. Everyone's expressions were reluctant as they occasionally turned their heads back.

"Everyone, please hurry!" A xiuzhe floated through the air, their voice passing to every corner through a sound amplification seal formation. "Please pay attention the vessel number of your ship, please notice the safety of your valuables. Parents with children, please pay attention to your child."

"Everyone, do not worry, we will repay you for all your losses!"

Large numbers of xiuzhe floated in the air. Under their management, the lines were relatively maintained.

"Mama, will we return?" A child looked pleadingly at his mother.

The mother comfortingly patted the head of the little boy and said gently, "We will."

"Really?" The little boy had a hopeful expression. "Great! Yun Yun said that she will also return. Then we can play together. Mama, when we will come back?"

"We will come back when we win," the mother said patiently.

"Then we need to win fast!" The boy blurted out. He turned to look at his home.

The same retreat was happening throughout all the jies of Mo Cloud Sea.

The plan from Gongsun Cha and the others was faithfully carried out. All of Mo Cloud Sea started to move. Like an enormous machine, it started to turn.

All of the treasures ships and transportation ships were conscripted. The fleets covered the sky. Almost all the transportation formations were used at maximum capacity. Jingshi was used up as though it didn't cost anything.

A movement of people of such scale had never happened before in history.

Mo Cloud Sea's manpower and wealth was used to its limits.

This was the final battle!

Mu Xi received orders. The order was written by the Council of Elders, but she knew that the Nether King had been the one commanding her.

She was not very surprised. The two most outstanding battle generals of the yao were her and Bing Lan Daren. Bing Lan Daren had retired and gone to create a battle general house. She was the only one left.

As the new orders were announced, the yao had quickly stabilized. This meant that the king had taken control of the situation. What surprised Mu Xi was that the chaos she had imagined taking place hadn't occurred. As the new orders were spread, the yao quickly walked out of the solemnity of the past purges and showed signs of prosperity.

This new king ... ... was really strong!

Mu Xi was not the only one who saw this. The other elders also saw this. Not every elder and prestigious family only knew greed. Actually, they hoped the yao would be prosperous more than anyone else because only when the yao were prosperous would they receive the greatest benefits.

Their resistance against the king was decreasing.

That Mo King proved that he could bring them more benefits.

Nothing made them obedient towards him more than this.

The Palace Lake Wood Clan was one of them.

The clever Wood Clan leader immediately detected the opportunity. He did not hesitate to show goodwill towards the Mo King. The Palace Lake Wood Clan had an advantage no other clan had. Their greatest trump card, Mu Xi!

Mu Xi knew the intentions of the clan. She had no objections.

Mu Xi became the commander in chief of the yao battalions. An astounding number of yao battalions that were were mobilized. Over three hundred thousand people. This was almost all of the battalions of the yao. Originally, the yao had more than this number, but Ming Yue Ye's cleansing in years past had caused the number to decrease dramatically.

Mu Xi was not the young unknown girl of the past. She possessed resources and reputation now. As Bing Lan Daren faded from the limelight, she became the only qualified candidate to be commander in chief.

The movements of the Council of Elder attracted the eyes of the people. The movement of the battalions did not attract much attention as a result.

When Mu Xi reached the departure point, she was astounded. An army of over five hundred thousand mo were waiting with their weapons at ready. She immediately realized it would be a major mission.

An Mo politely received Mu Xi. In terms of position, the two were equal.

For the people below, they only thought this was a normal alliance of mo and yao. But among the higher ups of the mo, everyone was given a fright by the actions of the King. Uniting the yaomo, such an accomplishment had never occurred with the past mo kings.

An Mo, Liang Wei and the others who knew Zuo Mo's identity were even more shocked and also extremely excited. Uniting the yaomo, leading Mo Cloud Sea- Without a doubt, King was about to unite the world.

Mu Xi's gaze landed on Liang Wei.

This yao lead the first battalion of the four great mo battalions, the King's Horn.

She looked at the mo side that was full of famed generals, and her own side with only her. Mu Xi grimaced. If the mo really attacked the yao, the yao most likely would not have held.

Had Ming Yue Ye Daren's actions been wrong?

An absurd thought flashed through her mind.

She quickly came back.

Liang Wei detected Mu Xi's gaze but he was not affected.

An Mo nodded in acknowledgement to Liang Wei. "We can start." An Mo admired Liang Wei greatly. He didn't know how King had managed to recruit Liang Wei. Once while talking to Liang Wei, they had discussed his experiences, and An Mo found it hard to understand. Such an outstanding battle general couldn't find a place among the yao. Did the yao have so many outstanding battle generals?

The mo were skilled in attacking, skilled in fighting intensely. Among the four battle generals, no one was better than Liang Wei. Due to this, Liang Wei was in charge of the strategy and the other three his assistants.

Liang Wei understood. He didn't waste words and said directly, "This time, our plan is to attack from here."

His hand pointed towards a jie of Kun Lun.

"All battalions have finished gathering!" Xue Dong's voice was filled with excitement. Excitement appeared on the faces of all the battle generals present.

This was a final battle unprecedented in its size. The number of people Kun Lun had conscripted reached two million and four hundred thousand!

A number that induced hopelessness!

Even they felt themselves shaking at the endless sea of people.

This was a power that could destroy everything!

Everyone stopped breathing and waited for the final order to attack.

Lin Qian stood up and said with a calm expression, "Then let us attack!"

Attack!

The order passed through the ranks and into the army!

The army of two million and four hundred thousand was like a vast ocean that slowly moved forward. Nothing could halt their march.

Advance! Advance! Advance!

In the name of Kun Lun!

Bright Wood Jie!

Meteor Shower Jie!

Fifth Sky Jie!

Kun Lun's army seemed to be unstoppable. They did not encounter any resistance. Empty jie, after empty jie, after empty jie!

Such an enormous battalion meant that they were unstoppable but it also meant they lost speed. The transportation formations along the way had been destroyed. They had to travel the jie rivers using transportation ships and they could not speed up.

Kun Lun quickly learned Mo Cloud Sea's intentions.

"They want to delay us to death." Chao Xin's expression was slightly ugly. "A scorched earth strategy! This move is very effective!"

The other people had ugly expressions. They hadn't encountered any fighting along the way as though the other was gifting them the territory. And in every jie, everything was destroyed. They could not scavenge any supplies.

Without realizing it, the morale of the main troops was being ground down. Victory would cause the morale to rise, but the enemy's proactive surrender of land and scorched earth strategy made people feel as though they were punching into cotton. They couldn't be happy.

Mo Cloud Sea's intentions were clear. This was an open scheme.

But they didn't have the option of retreat left to them.

"We need to speed up. We cannot give them time to retreat. We need to protect the supply lines." Xue Dong looked at Lin Qian.

Lin Qian shook his head. "We surrender the supply lines."

"Surrender the supply lines?" Everyone was frightened by Lin Qian's idea.

The other's scorched earth strategy meant they could not scavenge supplies. If they surrendered the supply lines... ...

"This is the last battle for Kun Lun," Lin Qian said coldly. "We do not have the ability to fight for long. I have already ordered the rear to transport supplies for three months as quickly as possible. They will be sent over in the next few days. After that, the supplies will move with the troops. The longer it takes, the more detrimental it is for us."

Xue Dong and the others immediately understood. Their eyes lit up. "This is a good solution!"

Surrendering the supply lies meant that they didn't need to worry that the enemy would attack their supplies.

"Three months!" Lin Qian's eyes were sharp and his voice were frosty. "If we do not win, then we die!"

Everyone's heart shook!

The sect leader's determination was so strong.

"What methods do we have to increase our speed?" Lin Qian asked Chao Xin.

Chao Xin gritted out, "There is no solution for the larger force. If it is an army less than three hundred thousand, there is a possibility! However, without a god-level for protection, the three hundred thousand is in great danger!"

The other people were silent. A battalion without the protection of a god-level was extremely fragile.

This battalion looked terrifying because it had Lin Qian, the god-level, present. Without the protection of the god-level, this terrifying army would become a piece of fat meat.

In front of a god-level that could destroy a jie, numbers were meaningless.

Any kind of strength was relative.

If they split their forces, it would give the enemy chances.

Lin Qian understood. Only when the enemy god-level was occupied would Kun Lun's strategy of numbers become truly effective.

Wei Sheng!

He had to occupy Wei Sheng!

"I'll do it." Lin Qian stood with a calm expression.

He did not refuse and didn't even think, as though he was speaking of an ordinary matter.

His gaze swept across the group and he said calmly, "If I die, the next sect leader is A Xin."

The youth shook. He suddenly raised his head. But no one looked at him. Everyone looked in disbelief at Lin Qian.

Xue Dong felt as though something was stuck in his throat. He tried to make himself smile. He didn't know that his smile was uglier than crying. "Do not say such inauspicious things... ..."

Lin Qian smiled and then said seriously, "I can die, but Kun Lun can only win."

Finishing, he turned and walked towards the door to the tent.

The bright sunshine came from the doorway. Lin Qian's tall figure was silhouetted by the light and people could not see him clearly. Suddenly, his steps paused slightly.

"Starting today, you will not need to worry about Wei Sheng."

The voice that came from the light was just as proud as usual.

Translator Ramblings: Looking back at all this, Pu Yao's race ended up the worst. Poor guy.

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Chapter Nine Hundred and Fifteen – The Ending

Wei Sheng and Lin Qian faced off in the sky.

Almost the moment Lin Qian came forward to deliver the challenge, Wei Sheng flew out. For Wei Sheng, his main mission was to guarantee the safety of Gongsun Cha, Bie Han and the others. The only true threat to Gongsun Cha and the others was Lin Qian.

The two faced off in an empty jie.

"This place is suited for our final battle," Wei Sheng said gravely.

Lin Qian smiled. "There is no need to harm the innocent in the battle between us. An empty place like this is a good battlefield."

"You care about harming the innocent?" Wei Sheng laughed coldly.

"As long as it has no benefit for Kun Lun, I have no interest in killing people," Lin Qian said honestly.

Wei Sheng's eyes lit up. "As expected, you had a breakthrough."

"A step slower than you." Lin Qian shook his head. His expression didn't show any pride. "Kun Lun's greatest mistake was probably how we handled the Wu Kong Sword Sect."

Wei Sheng said, "Kun Lun's greatest mistake is its single-minded focus on itself. Are we the only ones to oppose Kun Lun?"

Lin Qian was silent.

Then he laughed and flicked the Immemorial Shen Sword with a finger.

The clear hum of the sword could be heard all over the jie.

"In the end, there aren't so many rights and wrongs!" Lin Qian stood up straight, the smile on his face faded as his eyes became sharp. "Only victory and defeat!"

Wei Sheng shook his head. "Many things have nothing to do with victory and defeat."

"Then what else is there?" Lin Qian smiled dismissively.

Wei Sheng's eyes held an reminiscent light. His heart was completely serene. "Belief!"

Lin Qian did not argue but nodded. "True, however, you have your beliefs, I have mine! Let's use the sword to determine victory and defeat!"

Lin Qian raised the shen sword in his hand.

"Yes!" Wei Sheng also raised the shen sword in his hand.

Liang Wei was most skilled in sneak attacks but a sneak attack of such a scale had never occurred before.

Actually, this could not count as a sneak attack.

When the allied yaomo army appeared on the territory of Kun Lun, all of Kun Lun sank in terror.

Liang Wei shook his head inside. If Kun Lun had known the Mo King who had just united the yaomo was Zuo Mo, they wouldn't have dared to gambled it all.

The power of the two sides were not on the same level.

Compared to Lin Qian, King had much better cards.

When he thought of this, Liang Wei couldn't help but still. He pondered it but he didn't understand. When did King's cards get so good without him realizing it?

He shook his head and pushed away his stray thoughts. They had nothing to do with him.

This battle had no difficulty for him. Lin Qian's counterattack had required almost all of Kun Lun's manpower. Along the way, they did not encounter any resistance, only panicked and hopeless crowds.

"Do not stop! Speed up! Push forward at the fastest possible speed!" Liang wei ordered.

The yaomo army swept Kun Lun like a wind.

"What!" Xue Dong's face was ashen, his extremities cold. He murmured. "An allied yaomo army! They ... ... weren't they about to start fighting?"

His voice trembled.

In the tent, everyone had pale expressions. They all knew what this meant.

They did not fear that Mo Cloud Sea would attack their rear. Every xiuzhe faction was against them, no one could escape. But the invasion of the allied yaomo army meant that Kun Lun had powerful enemies their front and back.

Kun Lun's local defense brigades had little fighting power. They could not stop the advance of the allied yaomo army.

Even worse was that the news the yaomo army invasion would demoralize the army.

This was not a trained or elite army. The great majority of them were conscripts who had never even stepped on the battlefield half a month ago. Once they discovered that their families were in danger, then ... ...

Thinking of the terrifying consequences, Xue Dong shook. He immediately reacted and said harshly, "Send an order down, take away all sound tablets! No one is allowed to hide sound tablets! No one is allowed to communicate with the outside ... ..."

Before he finished, a figure stumbled in.

"Not good! Not good ... ..."

The outside was already a mess.

The already pale faces of the commanders became bloodless.

"The Heavens want Kun Lun dead!" Chao Xin murmured. He threw up a mouthful of blood and sank into unconsciousness.

"People of Kun Lun, if you surrender, if you return home, we promise not to harm your family and guarantee your property... ..."

The sound tablet repeated the words that urged for surrender.

The same content was broadcast all over the Four Realms.

Even Mo Cloud Sea was astounded by the sudden occurrence. The secret that Zuo Mo was the Nether King was something only a select few in Mo Cloud Sea knew. The other people only knew that Zuo Mo would return soon.

Zuo Mo's identity being exposed with an announcement was a fatal blow to Kun Lun's forces.

Originally, Kun Lun had gathered the last of their strength to fight Mo Cloud Sea. Because they thought that if Kun Lun went all in, they could kill Mo Cloud Sea before dealing with the yaomo.

But the Nether King had actually been Zuo Mo. When this secret was exposed, all of Kun Lun sank into hopelessness!

All of them understood that they had no chance left.

Not one at all.

Their army had no purpose. Even if they could fight into Mo Cloud Sea, there was no meaning!

The two sides were on completely different levels of power.

The effect of the trump card that Zuo Mo had hidden for so long was great. If Zuo Mo had shown it prematurely, what he would have faced was a Kun Lun that had hidden in its turtle shell.

If Zuo Mo was going to bite through, he would have lost a few teeth.

Yet he kept on leaving Kun Lun hopes of victory, let Kun Lun gather the bravery to gamble everything, and at the last moment, delivered a fatal blow.

Kun Lun didn't even have the chance to retaliate.

Chaos!

Complete chaos!

The rear was being swept through by the allied yaomo army. The army of two million four hundred thousand turned into a mess. The glory of Kun Lun seemed to completely disappear in this moment. Even if Xue Dong had ordered the patrols to kill deserters, they could not stop everyone.

Entire battalions were fleeing or surrendering.

They only wanted to return home, they only wanted to reunite with their family.

Fear spread like a plague!

This ocean of people that suffocated people's hope had collapsed like an avalanche of snow.

Inside the tent, the wooden crowd of battle generals slowly recovered their spirits.

Xue Dong's face was still pale but his gaze was so sharp it could stab through a person. "We have failed, Kun Lun has failed, we have no chance of victory. Let those that want to surrender surrender."

He stood, and adjusted his shen equipment. His expression was dignified and solemn.

"If surrender becomes the image of Kun Lun's final moments, it will be a great humiliation."

"Oh Kun Lun! Even if you disappear, you need to be more brave to live up to your name."

Mu Xuan stood up. Everyone else silently stood up.

They walked out of the tent. Outside the tent, there were only a few that were still standing outside.

Seeing Xue Dong and the others walk out, these xiuzhe started to organize into their ranks. There was no sound. From beginning to end, it was complete silence.

They stood in neat rows like rows of standing spears.

An enormous troop was moving towards them from the horizon.

The sword energies of the two continued to collide in the air!

The ripples of shen power caused the sky and earth to crack wherever they passed.

They were splitting the earth. Cracks appeared in the sky, and there were countless cracks in the ground. Earth fire sprouted up and rampaged.

The two sides did not hold back.

The two were covered in wounds but they did not seem to feel pain.

They had fought for ten days and nights without a moment of rest.

Suddenly, the two stopped.

The two of them looked into the distance.

People were coming!

Both sides knew whichever side was being reinforced had won. Only the victors would have the spare time to come.

When Lin Qian saw Zuo Mo at the lead, his face turned ashen, and his presence immediately disappeared.

They failed!

Kun Lun had failed!

He forced himself to steady his wavering body. After fighting at full power for ten days and nights, he and Wei Sheng were at the end of their rope.

Both were just being supported by a breath.

There were many people behind Zuo Mo. A Gui, Zong Ru, Ceng Lian'er, Luo Li Wo Li, Lan, the old man. Each of them were pseudo god-level.

Zuo Mo had brought along all of Mo Cloud Sea's pseudo god-level.

Lin Qian had a powerless grimace.

This meant the battle outside had finished, completely finished. Only then would Zuo Mo dare to bring all the experts.

Kun Lun ... ... in his hands ... ...

Lin Qian lowered his head to look dazedly at the Immemorial Shen Sword ... ...

Plink!

A teardrop landed on the sword and turned into smaller droplets that flew up.

"Master, sorry ... ..."

The tears dropped onto the sword and fell along the sword.

"Master, sorry ... ... sorry ... ..."

He cried like a child.

Sky Moon Jie

Wu Kong Mountain.

The Wu Kong Mountain was covered overrun by weeds and overgrowth covered the ruins.

Zuo Mo and Wei Sheng looked at the weeds that had grown taller than they were. Without a word, they began to cleaning.

Soon, they had cleaned up all of Wu Kong Mountain.

The mountain was still here, but the people were gone.

"Shidi!" Wei Sheng suddenly spoke.

"Hm?" Zuo Mo turned his face.

"I plan to build a house and live here." Wei Sheng had a reminiscing expression. "Let's call it Sword House!"

"Alright!" Zuo Mo nodded. "Don't forget to come my wedding to A Gui."

"Haha! I want good wine!" Wei Sheng laughed.

The two exchanged a smile.

The end.

Translator Ramblings: And it's over! Fang Xiang seems to always build up and then it never pays off. It's more like a balloon slowly deflating than one that shoots out air and flies around.

I sort of stopped commenting to your comments over the past year as my life became busy. I've usually ended up reading all the comments in one go right before scheduling posts. I appreciate all the comments and it always brings a smile to my face when I see a familiar username pop up everyday.

And in reference to WanderingGummi's note below, I really think the epilogue started when Zuo Mo came back alive in the Nether Realm. The climax was the battle with Chief Elder, the rest was just the denouement.

Editor's note:

So I imagine people will think this ending was rushed and lacked excitement, but honestly the outcome was more or less set in stone after Zuo Mo became Nether King and conquered the Mo Marshall Alliance. So to me at least, everything after that battle has been a 20 chapter epilogue.

An amazing effort by Wyhcwe: two and a half years, one a day every day and never missed a day. I can't make the same claim as I joined the team around chapter 70 (?). I also missed 1 chapter because of a silly counting mistake, I fixed it a few hours later but not sure that counts anymore. The experience has been amazing. The community has grown a lot over this time and there have been some big events, but our readers have been great the entire time. I can't recall any negative interactions with readers. So, thank you for that.

I'm going to cheat today. You get two, because I have mixed feelings. Happy the project is finished and sad it is over.

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