Chapter 436: High Altitude Ambush!
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The sonorous horn resounded; the tent's drums were beaten in perfect sync while soone hollered hysterically, "The Nine Supres Lords are here! You heard the marshal's order, attack in full retaliation! Return victorious!"
"Attack! Attack! Return victorious!"
On the other side, Dayuan's base was in mayhem; a number of their generals were in hopeless despair.
Victory was so close; the great opportunity of breaching the southern border was within grasp - how could the Nine Supres have co now?
The Empire of Dayuan's marshal spat blood as he watched the northern gale run amok. The surrounding sparks of fire and the crisscrossing lightning and thunder illuminated the sky.
"We have all been fooled." He murmured in a low voice, "Didn't the Empire of Ziyou announce that they've trapped Supre Cloud? Weren't they going to annihilate the last sinner of the Nine Supres? Why is Supre Cloud here? Why?"
"You should have said it earlier if you couldn't get him… Now that his manifestation powers are mightier than in the past when the Nine Supres were working together, are the hundred thousands of Dayuan's n going to lose their lives over this false assumption? This… this really…"
"You should have said it earlier! If you had said it earlier, I would have been able to prepare formations that could prevent the Nine Supres' ambush. Even if the asures were useless, at least our losses won't be as severe as it will be now…"
At this ti, the situation continued to unfold; clearly, it was not going to benefit the Empire of Dayuan in the slightest. The air was colored by the crimson tint of blood. All of Dayuan's soldiers who had been injured felt their blood boiling within them; the crimson liquid gushed from their wounds like a wild spring.
Even those who were in better shape felt extrely weak while those who were already weak died imdiately from the blood loss.
In a single instant, thousands of soldiers fell, the result of the macabre attack.
As the northern gale billowed, the fla drowning Dayuan's base was unstoppable as it soared and spread towards the south.
Behind, it was as if Yutang's troops were assisted by God himself; the crowd roared, charging forward in high spirits as their morale escalated in a single burst. The northern wind blew stronger right at the sa ti when the battle morale was at its highest.
As such, Dayuan's troops that faced against the wind could not even open their eyes as they tried to fight back. How else could they defend themselves? As glimrs of brilliance shone, the spears and swords that glimred coldly passed with the company of spluttering blood.
The endless sea of flas had also spread, the inferno raging for thousands of miles.
Facing the combined attacks of power manifestations, Dayuan's combat power was rendered frigid, lower than a freezing point.
In actual fact, Dayuan's casualties were not all that high. At least, the number was far from collapsing the entire army based on the total number of eight hundred thousand fighters. However, the naturally-occurring phenonon, highlighted by the Nine Supres' reputation, drained Dayuan's army of their fighting spirit.
Therefore, the collapse of the army began almost imdiately.
The northern gale squalled, the fire scorched; thunder and lightning intersected while blood spilled in waves.
For the two days that followed, Dayuan's army fell apart, as easily as a bread that crumbled. When they finally got around to reorganizing their military strength, they were shocked to realize that they had already drawn back more than eight hundred miles!
"Stay put, reassemble your n!"
"We've lost this battle!"
"Yutang's morale is boosted; watch out for the enemy's follow up attack!"
…
Where Yutang's army massed, the cheers were thunderous.
Everyone felt like their chests were about to explode.
All of them had thought that they would have to die serving the country in this war, but who could have guessed that the unexpected arrival of the Nine Supres had turned their impending defeat into a decisive victory!
Leng Shan stood at the highest point of the camp base and shouted, "Lord Supre Wind, Leng Shan, and all the brothers thank you for your help! We wonder if Lord Supre Wind can descend for a gathering?"
What had happened in Ziyou was yet to reach them, so Leng Shan still assud that the Supre was Lord Supre Wind. Once he spoke, the base was silent, waiting for the appearance of the legendary figure in the sky.
All the warriors had their heads lifted high, watching the sky with fervor. They wondered if Lord Supre Wind would co to see them.
The clouds surged in the sky; a silhouette materialized quietly amidst the cotton-like wisps.
"The east side is in a dire state, I need to rush over at once. Marshal Leng has always been impeccably guarding the southern border. As long as there's no lust to advance, there are no worries for the border. Brothers of the southern border, let us gather again when Marshal Leng returns to the capital!"
Cheers erupted beneath, "So we shall! Glory to Lord Supre Wind!"
The sound of the wind rose while Lord Supre Wind's silhouette faded into obscurity; the gale grew fervent again as it sped towards the northeast.
"Brothers, it's up to us now!" Leng Shan yelled in ecstasy, "Lord Supre Wind has paved the foundation for our victory! If we still manage to lose this war, let us all commit mass suicide instead! Otherwise, we would the biggest laughing stock in history!"
The generals chortled in amusent.
"We will make the children of Dayuan flee when they hear the wind!"
…
In the sky, Yun Yang, who was manifested as wind, bolted ahead at full speed. The sound of the air being cleaved was vehent, like cutting blades.
Whitey Three's feet were reattached now, but it had yet to recover from its injury and was still very weak.
Things were different now. Yun Yang, who had regained his power of manifestations, was not borrowing the Whiteys gliding ability but was instead nourishing the Whitey with the air of vitality as he moved, hugging them in his embrace.
The southern border's war was unexpectedly smooth, the crisis resolved at once with one battle. There were no more worries, thus Yun Yang was naturally happy about his circumstances.
Truthfully, Yun Yang had not guessed that the solution would be so simple. Dayuan's troops had actually ford an all-round attacking position that was based purely on the advantage of their military strength; it gave Yun Yang's wind and fla manifestations plenty of room to be unleashed.
"The change must be because Dayuan knew that Supre Cloud was trapped in Ziyou, so the generals could attack recklessly. Other than Supre Cloud's inability to co and lend his aid, it's also due to Young Marshal Leng's renowned prowess for defense. To breach his defense in the shortest amount of ti, it was indeed the best idea to besiege the opponent with such a military advantage. However, my sudden arrival has caused the situation to change abruptly into this accidental yet expected defeat!"
"If so, Ziyou has actually helped !"
Thinking about it, Yun Yang was highly amused.
His assumptions were pretty much the truth and there was also this sole reason that could explain why Dayuan's marshal, who had led the army for most of his life, could have made such a stupid arrangent.
Of course, there was also the improvent of Yun Yang's manifestation powers; in the past, there would not have been more than four Supres gathered together, even when the Nine Supres ca to the rescue. Now, Yun Yang himself was already the semblance of six Supres working in unison, and his powers exceeded what Supre Wind, Fla and the rest could have conjured.
The combination of manifestation powers outshone the Nine Supres' past display of power, making it another crucial point to the change of events.
"This war has been won, but it's also a fact that Yutang is gradually losing its ability to keep up."
Yun Yang was worried. "The southern border has been the side of Yutang to have the least casualties all these years, only then could it have a three hundred thousand-strong army. However, other than these three hundred thousand southern soldiers, the other relief troops, including those on their way, won't exceed ten thousand n, no matter how you try to count them."
"It can barely help the situation."
"The country is at a critical juncture, the mont of its rise and fall has co after all!"
"Only by stabilizing the east side… striking at Han Sanhe's troops, can Yutang have at least five years of recuperation!"
As Yun Yang made up his mind, his gaze grew colder as his speed increased in the surging clouds. However, as he sped up, an extre sense of danger arose from the bottom of his heart, seemingly without reason.
Yun Yang halted his flight right away, lting his cloud manifestation that had been moving with the wind, dissipating into a soft breeze.
The cloud manifestation was intangible, but it still had a slight physical form that could be traced; it was not like the wind manifestation that truly blended into the sky and earth, invisible to sight.
Yun Yang was long prepared for enemy forces to ambush him.
The reason was simple. His return journey had been smooth, so smooth that it was imdiately suspicious, unreasonable even. Yun Yang had been prepared since he left Zilong City.
The havoc he had wrought in Zilong City was unexpected, so it was understandable that the Four Seasons Tower's Mr. Nian could not rush there in ti. It was well within reason.
However, it was odd that there was still no action taken after his massacre, even though a few days had passed since he had escaped Zilong City!
The long distance that would take ordinary people half a year to traverse would not take much ti for Mr. Nian, an almighty cultivator at the peak of this world.
When he had sped to the southern border and had finished the war, the other party had not appeared. The calm before the storm was terribly alarming!
That was why it was not much of a surprise for him to be alert for an incoming threat right there and then. It could only be sumd into four words - he had co indeed!
That was all.
Yun Yang dared not lag in his reaction; he dissipated the manifestation of cloud into soft breezes to conceal himself, before checking his surroundings carefully. Stretches of mountains were below him, while snow fell in flurries; silver painted everything he could see, while the mountains seed endless. There was nothing out of the ordinary.
In spite of this, the sense of danger that Yun Yang felt did not fade but grew more intense.
The surging gale stopped then, as Yun Yang observed his surroundings thoughtfully.
If there were to be danger, the source of it must be within the space in front of him now, but there was nothing there.
"Is there another spiritual restraining formation up in front? That would be highly improbable."
Yun Yang frowned.
"My speed as wind and cloud is paramount. Besides, I've assisted the south in a manner that no one could have predicted; my whereabouts would be hard to estimate. After such a big round, who else can be a step ahead of and set up the spiritual restraint in this definite route that had he no clue I would travel beforehand? Furthermore, in the air above this large stretch of the forest?"
"Still, if it's not a spiritual restraint, what sort of trap would it be?"
"I believe it wouldn't be a head-to-head duel… With my current cultivation base and as long as my manifestation powers are not sealed, nothing much can be done to , even if it was Mr. Nian who strikes at personally…" Yun Yang pondered to himself.
In all honesty, Yun Yang had been very confident about his manifestation powers, but when he had witnessed the blow Mr. Nian's had leveraged on Lei Dongtian previously, he had been blown away. There was fear, reverence and also shock at his imasurable ability!
It was during his ruminations that a cutting sword energy soared into the sky; the ambush had finally taken place. Yun Yang was not even in ti to sense where the sword energy had co from. When he was aware of it, the energy had already manifested itself in a scintillating glow of power.
The intense sword energy oppressed everything that was within the space that surrounded Yun Yang - even when he was made up of formless wind and shapeless cloud, he was being torn apart!
Despite being manifested as a soft breeze, Yun Yang grunted in pain.
How could this sudden attack of the sword actually deal damage to cloud and wind?
Yun Yang could distinctly feel that he had been wounded by the sword energy despite his manifestation. In addition, the sword energy had a strange power. It seed to possess a bizarre control over the spiritual power of heaven and earth; more precisely, it was an all-consuming power.
Yun Yang was undeniably startled.
What cultivation thod was it that could have such unexpected strength?
To think that there was actually a sword energy that could consu the spiritual Qi and even had the sa effect on the cloud and wind manifestation; he could feel the faint pull despite being a breeze.
Aside from the shock, Yun Yang observed the attack cautiously. He surprised himself again when he noticed that the peculiar sword energy could even deal a certain amount of damage to his soul!
Yun Yang had never encountered sothing like this.
After the sword light had burst out in blazing glory, it disappeared without a trace. Yun Yang had used all of his deific consciousness, but he still did not understand how the sword light had just vanished.
Obviously, the other party's swordsmanship had reached the pinnacle of skill, and was in a divine state!
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