xymnovel Chapter 692 Openly Stealing a Divine Weapon!
Chapter 692 Openly Stealing a Divine Weapon!
"Young friend from Longcheng, don't be anxious, I know what I'm doing."
"This young Wanyan is quite skilled. He wields that 'Spirit-Slaying' divine blade with great power; I'm having trouble subduing him."
Old Ancestor Hongyun laughed heartily, his figure like a ghost, instantly appearing beside Murong Longcheng, gently patting his shoulder, and smiling.
Hearing this, Tuoba Fenglei was dissatisfied, but he could only grit his teeth inwardly. His body was filled with lightning, and he threw a punch. The sound of wind and thunder was deafening. He collided with Wanyan Cangyue's sword light again. With a roar, the two of them took several steps back.
Just then, Ancestor Hongyun moved swiftly and arrived beside Priest Buku and the Hezhe Shaman. With a flick of his sleeve, a gentle yet powerful surge of true energy erupted forth.
He simply and gently rolled up the artifacts in their hands and put them into his pocket. The movement was so fast that no one noticed.
The whole process was smooth and efficient, without any hesitation. By the time everyone realized what was happening, the two shamanic artifacts had already fallen into the hands of Ancestor Hongyun.
Murong Longcheng, Tuoba Fenglei, and the others were all dumbfounded upon seeing this.
Although they knew that Ancestor Hongyun was highly skilled, they never expected that he would be able to seize two divine artifacts in front of so many people.
Meanwhile, Wanyan Cangyue, taking advantage of the opportunity when Hongyun Patriarch left, endured her pain and retreated rapidly. Suddenly, a burst of blood mist erupted from her body, and she instantly disappeared into the night under everyone's gaze.
It was clearly the use of some forbidden technique that required a large amount of vital essence.
After all, he could see that if he didn't run away, with the old monster Hongyun, who was at the half-step limit of the Celestial Realm, around, he would probably have to stay here.
"Senior, you..."
Murong Longcheng and Tuoba Fenglei exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with helplessness and shock.
"This is a sacred artifact of shamanism. I have observed that it is quite remarkable. I will study it when I return to the Central Plains and perhaps gain some insights."
Old Ancestor Hongyun chuckled and showed the bronze mirror and divine staff in his hand to everyone.
The Venerable Prajna Samsara and the Arhat monk exchanged a glance, both shaking their heads and smiling bitterly.
Although they were high-ranking monks of the Tantric school, they were clearly not qualified enough to deal with an old monster like the Hongyun Patriarch, and were helpless.
Murong Longcheng and Tuoba Feng exchanged glances, their eyes flashing with complex emotions.
They knew that although Ancestor Hongyun's words were understated, they actually made his stance clear: he was determined to obtain these two divine artifacts.
Moreover, given their strength, they were indeed unable to take it back from Ancestor Hongyun.
"In that case, Longcheng would like to express his gratitude to you for your help, senior."
Murong Longcheng took a deep breath, suppressing his dissatisfaction and resentment, and bowed to express his gratitude.
Turning against Ancestor Hongyun and Cangzhou behind him at this moment would be an extremely unwise move for the Xianbei Alliance.
"We will always remember your great kindness."
Tuoba Fenglei had no choice but to follow suit and bow, though he felt aggrieved inside, he still had to put on a grateful face.
Old Ancestor Hongyun laughed heartily, his figure swayed again, and he returned to his original position, as if nothing had happened.
His gaze swept across the battlefield, and seeing that Wanyan Cangyue had taken the opportunity to escape the encirclement, he nodded to himself: "This kid does have some skill."
On the battlefield, the situation is constantly changing. The fierce battle just now seems like an interlude. Now, with Wanyan Cangyue's escape, the battle is gradually subsiding.
Although Murong Longcheng, Tuoba Fenglei, and the two old monks of the Tantric sect were dissatisfied with the actions of the Red Cloud Ancestor, they could only swallow their anger due to his powerful strength and the background of Cangzhou.
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The Xianbei alliance still has to rely on Cangzhou to have even a slight chance of competing with the Jurchen alliance.
Therefore, they absolutely cannot afford to offend the people of Cangzhou now.
"Gentlemen, although we failed to annihilate the enemy in today's battle, we did severely damage the main force of the Jurchen Shamanism, which can be considered a minor victory."
"After we have rested and regrouped, we will devise a plan to ensure that our Xianbei people stand firm on this land!"
Looking at the suddenly silent battlefield, Murong Longcheng took a deep breath and slowly broke the silence with his voice.
Upon hearing this, Tuoba Fenglei and the others nodded in agreement. Although they were still unwilling, Murong Longcheng's words had ignited their fighting spirit.
Then everyone turned their attention to the priests, Buku and Hezhe, who had been stripped of their divine artifacts and abandoned by Wanyan Cangyue, and finally felt a little comforted.
Although this time they lost Mingwangzun, a high-ranking monk of the Tantric sect, they also left behind two shamans of the Jurchen shamanic sect at the celestial level, and incidentally severely injured Wanyan Cangyue, a great shaman of the Jurchen shamanic sect.
Overall, apart from the Tantric sect being somewhat unhappy, the Xianbei alliance didn't actually suffer a loss this time.
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While major actions were taking place on the grasslands, the army from Hengzhou that was marching south to conquer Wuzhou also officially set off.
The 50,000-strong army marching south to Wuzhou slowly assembled in the dawn, their banners fluttering, the sound of horses' hooves and the whispers of soldiers weaving together into a stirring war song.
Xue Rengui, the general currently serving as the commander-in-chief of the three armies of Hengzhou, was wearing a white armor and a white robe on his back, holding a coiled dragon halberd, and riding a flawless white jade horse from Tianshan, standing tall in the center of the army.
"My lords, today we are ordered to march south, our target being Wuzhou, south of Hengzhou!"
"Now is the time of internal strife within the Yellow Turban Rebellion in Wuzhou, a golden opportunity for us to expand our territory and establish our achievements. We should quell this rebellion with overwhelming force!"
Xue Rengui's voice was deep and powerful, piercing through the morning mist and reaching the hearts of every soldier.
As Xue Rengui finished speaking, the soldiers roared in anger, their weapons clashing together with a crisp sound.
Meanwhile, in the vanguard army, Wu Qi, the sage of military strategy, was also leading his 10,000 elite troops, preparing to set off first.
Wu Qi was dressed in battle robes with a long sword hanging at his waist. Although his face had begun to show signs of aging, his eyes revealed a sense of timeless vicissitude.
He never imagined that after spending more than a decade in mediocrity, he would soon be leading an army and serving as the vanguard after only a short time in Cangzhou.
For him, who had just emerged from military training, had no combat record, and was eager to make a name for himself and achieve great things, it was like a dream.
The vanguard army of 7,000 infantry and 3,000 cavalry seems insignificant compared to the hundreds of thousands of troops that the Yellow Turban Army now commands.
But for Wu Qi, every soldier was an elite he had carefully selected. These elites formed the foundation of what he considered an invincible vanguard force.
Even if this unit continues to serve under his command and fight alongside him, and eventually reaches his expectations under his training...
Therefore, it is possible that the grand military formation he acquired over the past decade or so could manifest itself in this army.
He had already thought of a name for this unit: Hengwu Zu!
In the future, under the lord's command, we may well be able to compete with the White Horse Cavalry and the Iron Pagoda!