Above the vast sky, a fierce battle is raging.
The Great Shaman, true to his title as the supre leader of Shamanism, has mastery of the "Ten Thousand Spirit Holy Summoning Scripture."
Harnessing the power of ten thousand spirits, mountains, winds, and fires, sun, moon, and stars all showcase their might in his hands, battling against Qing Yu for a long ti through the spirit power of all things.
'The Great Shaman's strength has surged through the Forbidden Technique to a level even surpassing his pri, barely touching the Realm of Ultimate Strength. Given my current exhibited battle power, it's sowhat troubleso.'
Beneath his flowing white hair, Qing Yu's gaze was as sharp as lightning. The Nirvana Sword moved with his will, its Sword Qi like a running thunder, shattering a wind palm attacking from the side.
However, Qing Yu was unaware of the astonishnt filling the Great Shaman's heart, a shock at Qing Yu's strength.
The Great Shaman originally believed his surging power would certainly kill Qing Yu and provide extra strength to help the other three repel the Seven Extres Elder.
Yet the truth was, the Forbidden Technique of Soul Guiding Longevity Heaven was close to its end, and the battle still remained in a stalemate.
'Can't delay any longer...'
The Great Shaman gritted his teeth inwardly, his Primordial Spirit pulling the power of the highest order, performing the strongest move of the "Ten Thousand Spirit Holy Summoning Scripture."
"Heavenly Spirit·Eternal Heaven."
At this mont, the Great Shaman's figure was awe-inspiring like a Heavenly God, and the Holy Light of Longevity Heaven greatly boosted the morale of the grassland warriors below, prompting them to chant "Longevity Heaven bless us!" and launch a counterattack.
"Even now, you still rember to help the army? Great Shaman, your heart is indeed broad." Qing Yu chuckled and shook his head.
"It's not broad-heartedness, it's confidence," The Great Shaman, now like the avatar of Longevity Heaven, spoke with an unapproachable heavenly might, "I will drag you to the Netherworld, just as promised."
"Then give it a try."
His eyes suddenly flashed with a sharp gleam, Qing Yu held his sword horizontally by his side, his Sword Intent becoming tangible, dancing chaotically in the sky like a Divine Dragon among clouds, stirring the heavens.
"Twelfth Sword: Unfinished."
Sword Intent rged with the Nirvana Sword, emitting a pure brilliance, reappearing as the Endless Move.
"Heaven…"
The Great Shaman shouted angrily upon seeing this, intending to unleash the power of the heavens to vanquish his formidable enemy, but...
It was too slow.
Before the move could be executed, the Twelfth Sword had already swept past his body, its fierce edge dividing him into two, Sword Intent obliterating Vitality, spreading across his divided form.
"No… This is not the strength you should have."
The Great Shaman shouted in disbelief, his face full of doubt.
That previous sword had left him no chance to react, a single stroke of annihilation, certainly beyond the skill of Ren Piaomiao.
But facts are facts. The Great Shaman misestimated the enemy's strength, and his defeat was already fated the mont he appeared.
"Hmm, indeed this is not the strength I should have, so I should…"
Qing Yu calmly turned, his body erupting with strands of Sword Light, bursting forth in a great mist of blood, "This was a move beyond the limit, I am injured."
Looking at the incredulous eyes of the Great Shaman, Qing Yu spoke mildly, as if the severely wounded person was not him at all.
In truth, he was certainly not severely injured. Having reached the Realm of Ultimate Strength, Qing Yu could entirely bear this Endless Move, and using it even ten tis would pose no problem.
However, for the upcoming battle to let Ren Piaomiao slack, and to conceal his true strength, Qing Yu had to be "seriously injured."
'Having dealt with the Great Shaman, I've exerted enough effort, the rest should not let Ren Piaomiao participate. Until the grassland is pacified, Ren Piaomiao should peacefully sit in a wheelchair.'
Very appropriately, Qing Yu spat a mouthful of fresh blood, his figure transforming into Sword Light, soaring away.
Below, seeing the Great Shaman, as if Longevity Heaven had descended, being slain by one sword, the grassland people lost their spiritual pillar, having no mind to fight anymore. As the first deserter appeared, countless soldiers followed, the army rapidly collapsing like an avalanche, scattering everywhere.
In the chaos, the grassland soldiers suffered heavy casualties, with the Northern Zhou Army pursuing closely behind, striking relentlessly.
"The army defeat is like a landslide."
The Left Xianwang never felt force so overpowering, and strategy under absolute strength appearing so futile.
In this battle, the Northern Zhou Army was like a titan, crushing the grassland side with sheer power. Even without the Great Shaman's death, the grassland army's disastrous defeat was rely a matter of ti.
"Left Xianwang, we should retreat quickly." Batu and the other two detached from the battle, flying back to the central army and shouted loudly.
The enemy's power was overwhelming, even with them three of Divinity Realm the situation was hopeless. For now, the only option was to retreat.
"Retreat."
This word spoken, the Left Xianwang seed to have lost his greatest strength, slumping onto the war chariot.
On the other side, Xu Tiecheng shouted loudly, "Advance, leave none behind."
"Kill, kill, kill—"
The entire army shouted in unison, their killing cries shaking the surroundings, causing the grassland people to flee in panic, wishing they had more than two legs.
After issuing orders, Xu Tiecheng looked toward Xiao Qiye who had just returned from the rear army, urgently asking, "What's the situation?"
"Seven hundred Sword Palace disciples, three hundred forty-six survived, all successfully transford. And…"
Xiao Qiye raised a blood-red banner and a fist-sized Blood Crystal Stone in his hand, "The Bloodstain Formation absorbed the essence blood of the fallen, the condensed Blood Crystal Stone is enough to catalyze the transformation of hundreds into Demon Bodies, and among the fallen Sword Palace disciples were those who transford partially or fully into Demon Bodies. The Demon Blood Essence absorbed by this will certainly surprise that individual."
The Bloodstain Formation is a special Array used by the Blood Demon Sect to collect essence blood. Qing Yu once carved this Array under the battlefield before Feiyun Pass to gather a large amount of essence blood to aid his Saint and Demon Embryo rapidly grow.
This ti, after research by subordinates, the Bloodstain Formation was inscribed on Array Flags, making it more convenient, and allowing the Array to be activated anyti and anywhere to absorb scattered essence blood.
"Good," Xu Tiecheng clapped his hands, "Just this gain alone makes the battle worthwhile."
"Indeed," Xiao Qiye nodded, "However, we cannot relax our vigilance, the greatest pillars of the grassland still remain."
The grassland has three pillars: Golden Wolf Khan, Golden-eyed Silver Wolf, and Great Shaman. Now only the Great Shaman has been slain, the other two remain. Moreover, unlike the replaceable Great Shaman, both Golden Wolf Khan and Golden-eyed Silver Wolf with Supre power aren't easy to handle.
In this battle, although the grassland people suffered greatly, they still have a chance to recover, for the grassland is here, and the Khan remains.
Even with this victory, the Northern Zhou side must tread carefully with each step, not risking a single mistake.
"The court's convoy transporting supplies and firearms is already on the way. But as for the Sword Palace, those who can transform into Demon Bodies may not keep pace," Xu Tiecheng said.
The Piaomiao Sword Palace officially recruited disciples only about a month ago, and even with prodigies mastering the Demon Sword, there wouldn't be many, making it impossible for large-scale replenishnt.
"No problem, this matter, Master has his plans," Xiao Qiye said.
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