Martial Hero Rebirth Chapter 328: The finale that eclipsed the sun

Five armies gradually gathered at the foot of Huashan, scouts were sent to the enemy camp and distributed hundreds of kiloters around to report on the enemy's progress.

More experts gathered at Hua Mountain than any other place in the fist world had ever seen. Everything was heading towards a monstrous, decisive battle. No smile could be seen or laughter heard anywhere. Everyone's eyes beca cold, ready for battle..

Such a battle between the righteous and the wicked had not broken out since the last war. There were even more people gathered than in Kaifeng three years ago. Only from the righteous side there were more than a hundred thousand warriors.

All the sects of the righteous world were preparing for a clash, but almost no one ca to support - because the outco seed a foregone conclusion and obvious.

In general, everything was quite calm. It took a very long ti to mobilize and equip armies of this scale - even if they were largely composed of experts with inner strength.

Both sides, both the righteous and the vicious, frantically recruited warriors from wherever they could.

Eight days after Lin Yi returned, a peacekeeping team led by Linghu Feng arrived. They all looked as if they had been bathed in blood - at first glance it beca clear who the demons considered their main target.

Linghu Feng explained that the demon army is already approaching Huashan and their number exceeds two hundred thousand people.

Naturally, it was only the elite who were able to cross the Central Plains so quickly and gather at Mount Hua. They all had trendous strength, and no matter how strong the order maintenance team was, it was difficult to break through.

Linghu Feng and his main disciples personally cut a path through the crowds of enemies to give the rest a chance to survive. Many suffered greatly.

Lin Yi beca gloomy. Silently opening the map of the ga system, he saw that from all the territories of Huashan, only Mount Hua itself and the Hangzhou region under Eagle Mountain remained.

The once gigantic circle of territories that belonged to Huashan has shrunk to a small piece.

The area around Hua Mountain was filled with enemy forces. An impenetrable black ring.

Like dark clouds gathering over the city. An alarming and creepy picture. As if the red speck - the peeping sun - could disappear at any mont.

Another day later new news ca. The Purple Dragon King brought four supre masters with him.

The battle could begin at any mont, and they would be opposed by the Purple Dragon King, Courtyard Moon, the Gatekeeper of the Bloody Saber, the Master of the Xingxiu Sect, and the owner of the White Cal Villa, Ouyang Jin - and these are only those who were able to be noticed and identified.

Lin Yi knew each of them well from his past life. And I managed to et three in this.

Therefore, an urgent eting was called to protect Huashan.

“When will the leaders of the four sects arrive?” asked Ouyang Ming.

He sat with Elder Qin and talked, smiling happily and occasionally laughing. As if a horde of demons did not surround all their territories at all.

“Another day and four masters will bring elite students with them.”

“Another day, another day...” muttered Master Ouyang, nodding.

Elder Qin looked at him with pursed lips. He was sick of worrying about the future of Huashan - in complete contrast to his younger brother.

They were silent for quite a long ti, but then Ouyang Ming stood up abruptly and said with a smile:

“Another day for my dying body! Another day for Huashan, Lin Yi, and the rest!”

“M-master!” exclaid Qin.

“What? Brother Qin, will you try to stop ?” Ouyang Ming smiled at him.

“N- no, I won't dare! J-just... maybe you could wait until the others arrive? What if everything can be resolved without... such radical steps??..”

“What is one day worth? he sighed, still smiling. “And will the demons give us this ti? I'm sure they know the four supre experts are on their way. If I were the Violet Dragon King, I would destroy Huashan in one fell swoop so that the arriving reinforcents would see only a mountain of dead bodies.”

“Master!" exclaid Qin.

But Ouyang Ming raised his palm and said sternly:

“Huashan has Lin Yi. And I... to tell the truth, I believe that we need this battle. These words may sound cruel, but only battle can temper steel and weed out debris. Rebirth from the ashes... It takes ti. And I will give it. I just have one day, why not spend it on the battlefield?”

Ouyang Ming changed out of his Sect Master attire into a simple white robe. The Qingfeng Sword is another attribute of the Master of Mount Hua, he replaced it with another, golden sword.

Taking one last look at his blade, which had served faithfully for many decades, he handed it to Qin and said:

“As soon as I leave, we will inform everyone that Lin Yi is the new Master of Huashan.”

Shaking his head, he smiled and said:

“I hope I won't offend him by not performing this ceremony in person. But in the end, I lived as an ordinary Huashan disciple, and I want to die as one too.”

Whistling a pleasant lody - “Huanghuang Huashan”, invented by the students of the lower court in ancient tis - Ouyang Ming left the main palace and with a light but swift step, headed down the mountain, straight to the main forces of the vicious cults.

Elder Qin, pressing his sword to his chest, silently followed his back with his gaze. He followed him only to the edge of the mountain, and his tears, which left marks on his cheeks, were picked up by the wind, which carried them to distant lands.

For a long ti he stood on the edge of the mountain and looked into the distance. While the sky darkened and the moonlight gently fell to the ground.

Wiping away his tears, Elder Qin took Master Huashan's set of clothes, tailored to Lin Yi's asurents even before he disappeared for three years, and entered the eting hall.

Silently, only with a quiet echo of steps.

All the elders and first-class experts of Huashan, gathered by order of Ouyang Ming himself, had already gathered inside..

Lin Yi, who was in second place at the table, stood up and asked:

“Uncle Qin, we have been waiting for you. Did sothing happen? Why were you away from the master for so long??”

Elder Qin looked over the faces, not lingering on any of them, until he settled on Lina Yi.

Holding his sword tighter, he said quietly:

“Lin Yi... master...”

“What Master?” Lin Yi muttered, feeling his heart clench.

“What happened to him? Elder Linghu asked.

The faces of all the elders began to change, anxiety was transmitted to everyone.

“Master...”

Before he finished speaking, everyone suddenly saw the sun rise outside the window..

A blinding ball of fla flared up tens of kiloters away from them, but even so everyone felt its incredible heat.

After which the mountain was hit by such a shock wave that all the windows were broken. The hall was instantly filled with a roaring wind.

“The Supre Expert blew himself up!” the elder shouted in horror.

“Who?! Who was that?! Don't tell that our reinforcents were caught?!”

Everyone knew about this ability of the supre experts, but it was hardly used at least once every hundred years. The masters valued their lives too much to leave like that, and they attempted to kill them only if they could kill them faster than they could blow themselves up.

“The master is dead,” muttered Qin, who watched the ball of fla even as flying glass shards cut his face..

“Is the master dead? soone asked.

There was a dead silence in the hall.

People hoped that they would be corrected. That this misunderstanding will now be resolved.

That Master Ouyang Ming will follow his brother Qin in.

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Throughout his life, Ouyang Ming could count on one hand the tis he left Huashan.

Therefore, having descended from the mountain unnoticed by everyone, he stopped and looked around it, from the foot to the top.

He wanted to see his ho one last ti.

“If there is rebirth, I hope I will co to Huashan again...” he muttered with pain and love.

Purple inner strength began to fill his muscles, all eight ridians released their energy, swirling around his body at incredible speed.

It hurt. Incredibly painful. Blood flowed from his eyes and ears, and he could no longer breathe due to damaged organs. The body inflated like a balloon, the skin burst, the ridians exploded.

With a smile as light as the breeze, Master Ouyang Ming walked towards his goal and saw his long life before his eyes..

His only companion was a long sword.

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The Purple Dragon King gathered in the sa tent with four other supre experts. Slamming his fist on the table, and at the sa ti sending a wave of rage through his aura, causing everyone to flinch, he said:

“We are going on the attack today. Main Target: Deadly Heavenly Sword God. I want their reinforcents tomorrow to see only corpses and the smoke of cooling fires!”

Four other experts announced their agreent, and suddenly looked up.

Screams and hurried footsteps were heard outside. People ran away - in all directions at once. As if danger was in their tent.

The supre experts, looking at each other in puzzlent, left the tent and saw a fat man in white slowly walking towards them. There was sothing wrong with him - his flesh was swelling and deflating in patches, as if sothing was trying to escape. Vessels burst, spraying blood; so much blood had already flowed from the nose, eyes, and mouth that the white robe turned scarlet to the very feet.

But the Purple Dragon King still recognized him:

“Ouyang Ming?!”

The man in white nodded silently, continuing to walk towards them..

“What are you doing here?”

“I’m dying,” he smiled and suddenly jumped forward.