High Martial World: I Gain Passive Skills Daily Chapter 242 - 147: Colliding with the Heavenly Pillar, Using

Outside the barriers of Zangfeng State.

"Hoo hoo..."

The surroundings were pitch black, and the fierce wind swept through the woods and grasslands, pressing everything beneath it.

The imposing presence of the Saint was terrifying and heavy, leaving the birds and beasts silent, insects’ chirps mute.

Su Huaiying suddenly straightened her body on the stone, squinting her eyes—she alertly heard the distant neighing of warhorses.

Not only that, but there was also the sound of armor clashing, the heavy breathing of n mingling, and the synchronized sound of footsteps.

That was the sound of an army silently marching in formation.

In the Void Illusion Realm, Su Huaiying had experienced a military career spanning six hundred years. Whenever she dread back to rows of camps blowing trumpets, these sounds always lingered in her ears.

These six hundred years were like a fleeting dream, yet they transford her from a delicate princess who would vomit ssily from a mont’s jolt on horseback into a female general skilled in archery and horseback riding, ultimately ascending to the supre throne.

All the sounds of the battlefield had been etched into her soul.

Therefore, she easily discerned that among these warhorses was a Profound Celestial Horse.

The Profound Celestial Horse possessed the bloodline of a mythical beast, capable of traveling a thousand miles in an instant, a true steed only military leaders had the chance to use.

This indicated that the elite forces of the Yang Kingdom had arrived!

First, the Saint attacked, and then the army besieged.

Su Huaiying couldn’t help but think, Chen Kuang was truly a target of many.

But then she shook her head. When was he not?

Now, thinking back, the reason General Huo chose Chen Kuang to escort them was probably because he had long known that the Elixir of Longevity was in Chen Kuang’s possession.

National destiny, Elixir of Longevity... The Little Princess vaguely speculated in her heart.

Huo Hengxuan had Chen Kuang follow them, not necessarily to escort them, but to create confusion. His true intention was to send away only Chen Kuang from the beginning!

And combining Su Yu’s statent, it wasn’t hard to guess that the mastermind behind the scenes was precisely the last king of the Liang Kingdom.

Su Huaiying looked up at the sky obscured by the Saint’s finger, feeling complicated inside.

Su Yu was her biological father.

Even though he was not a qualified person or king, in Su Huaiying’s short mory, he was still a father who occasionally smiled and coaxed her with a rattle drum.

But now, that once weary and shadowed face of a father had been replaced by the image of a king sitting high on the dragon throne, looking down at everything with an inscrutable cold gaze.

Su Yu probably never cared about their lives at all, using them rely as shields and decoys to attract the enemy’s attention.

His only mistake might have been failing to realize that his wife was actually the incarnation of an Ancient Great Demon.

The national fortune of the Liang Kingdom had not disappeared but had been transferred.

In the Void Illusion Realm, Su Huaiying repeatedly ca close to success in restoring the kingdom, but each ti failed due to various reasons.

Originally, Su Huaiying thought it was due to her bad luck and insufficient ability.

But now she finally knew.

The "national fortune" of Liang Kingdom was elsewhere. How could she possibly succeed in restoring the kingdom?

Only by returning the "national fortune" to its place and awakening the dragon vein could Liang Kingdom be revived.

The thought that her failure was because of this reason made Su Huaiying feel terribly frustrated, wishing she could dig up her already quartered father and do it again.

Su Huaiying couldn’t help but think, since the Liang Kingdom’s "national fortune" was with Chen Kuang, if she wanted to restore the kingdom and couldn’t directly make Chen Kuang emperor...

Then, should she make Chen Kuang her "Lady Liang"?

The image of Chen Kuang in a luxurious gown, dignified and elegant, flashed in her mind... The Little Princess shook her head fiercely, shuddering with disgust.

And at that mont, she suddenly saw in the distance a stream of light rising sharply from the center of Zangfeng State!

That white stream of light was like the prelude to fireworks, resembling a sharp paper cutter, abruptly slicing through the black sky, splitting it in two.

"What is that?"

In a flash of lightning, Su Huaiying’s mind had the answer; she saw the figure at the end of the stream of light.

"It’s Chen Kuang!"

Su Huaiying’s pupils contracted as she jumped down from the stone: "He intends to confront the Saint head-on?! Is this his fatal tribulation?!"

Is Chen Kuang crazy? Who can save him from such a fatal tribulation?!

Su Huaiying was almost amused in frustration.

But her small hand imdiately pressed to the bell on her waist, eyes focused, ready to take action at any mont.

Zhang Zhizhou stepped back two steps, shaking his head:

"This is not his fatal tribulation, Your Highness, please look back."

Su Huaiying swiftly turned her head.

"Swish! Swish! Swish!..."

In the pitch-black woods of the surroundings, torches were raised in clusters, fiercely flickering, illuminating the gleaming armor and eyes...

Thousands upon thousands!

A shiver ran up Su Huaiying’s spine as she sensed sothing incredibly familiar brewing.

It was like a dormant behemoth breathing heavily, about to awaken from slumber.

This is... a formation of forces!

...

In front of Chen Kuang, everything around him retreated rapidly, and the dark sky drew closer.

But when all points of reference receded, space lost its concept.

Because the sky was too vast.

Vast enough to make it difficult to judge with the naked eye whether he was far or close, so clearly approaching, yet it seed like he hadn’t moved at all.

At this mont, Chen Kuang felt like a monkey in the Five Finger Mountain, seemingly unable to ever leap out.