Chapter 1766 - Five Hells God-Devil Slash!
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
“Five Hells God-Devil Slash!”
Li Siye raised his sword high in the air, vast streams of energy converging upon it. Not only that, the area around Li Siye suddenly became host to a Yin Yang diagram.
To the left of Li Siye, the world darkened, and an ancient god more than twenty feet tall appeared. Its armor was in complete tatters on one side, but completely perfect on the other. So dreadful and fierce was its aura that it instilled fear in anyone who looked at it.
To his right, another muscular god of twenty-some feet appeared, its aura bright and blazing, but its face that of a savage devil.
At the feet of the god and devil were a sea of white bones.
“What is this?!”
Duan Zhuyan paled in alarm.
He had seen many things in his life, but never such a bizarre and frightening martial art. Moreover, upon using this art, Li Siye suddenly soared in power, and the faces of the ancient god and devil gradually began to merge with his own, imbuing him with a transcendent power.
Boom!
As Duan Zhuyan was still trying to process what was going on, Li Siye’s eyes flashed with cold light, he gripped his sword with both hands, leapt off the back of his horse, and flew through the air, slashing with his sword into Duan Zhuyan’s chest.
Boom!
There was an enormous explosion as Duan Zhuyan and his horse were blasted into a high palace wall by Li Siye’s assault.
Such was the power of this blow that Duan Zhuyan was almost hammered into the wall, the impact causing the wall to tremble. The surrounding Imperial Army soldiers turned ghastly pale in shock.
“Die!”
Li Siye swung his sword, his presence like that of a god. Just when he was about to press the attack against Duan Zhuyan, a great roar came from around him. The Imperial Army, strengthened by their formation, charged out of the gate and toward his own Mo Saber Unit.
The Origin Immortal Formation had been massively weakened, and the enemy far outnumbered his own soldiers. In a flash, the Mo Saber Unit was in great peril.
Grimacing, Li Siye turned around and charged at the Imperial Army soldiers.
“Mountain River Cyclic Slash!”
With a swing of his giant sword, dozens or hundreds of Imperial Army soldiers screamed as they were swept up in a vast wave of energy.
“Aaaah!”
The screams continued as the massive wave slammed into numerous Imperial Army soldiers and threw them against the surrounding walls.
But more and more Imperial Army soldiers continued to charge out from the rear, and the situation at the Kun Gate turned dire.
And at this moment, Li Siye and his Mo Saber Unit were not the only ones in trouble.
At the Qian Gate, explosions rang out through the air!
Amidst these explosions, Guo Ziyi thrust his spear here and there, sending large groups of Imperial Army soldiers hurtling through the air.
“Milord, their formation is too strong! Our strength has been weakened too much!”
“The situation is extremely bad for us! Milord, what do we do?”
Worried voices came from behind him. Even though the Wushang Cavalry had the advantage in weaponry, the Hundred Thousand God-Devil Execution Formation’s power was wearing away at this advantage. Each Imperial Army soldier had at least three additional halos.
Without the nullification ability of the Origin Immortal Formation, various kinds of flame, frost, and energy waves arose from the feet of these soldiers.
Those scorching flames were one thing, but the moment the azure frost appeared, all the Wushang Cavalry would be in grave danger.
A cavalry charge depended on its speed, and if they were frozen to the ground by the ice, they would lose their greatest advantage.
“Kill!”
The Wushang Cavalry maintained their formation and continued to battle, but the area in which they could fight was getting smaller and smaller, and all of them were barely holding on.
Boom!
A Wushang horseman was suddenly surrounded by several dozen Imperial Army soldiers, and all of their attacks struck his body.
“Aaaah!”
With a scream, the Wushang horseman was blown into the air by this powerful wave of energy. Boom! He crashed into the ground several dozen feet away.
This sight made everyone’s pupils constrict.
Guo Ziyi grimaced as he bellowed, “Retreat!”
Pressing himself against his horse, he charged at the Imperial Army soldiers around that fallen Wushang horseman.
“Hmph! Where are you going? Your opponent is me!”
The air reverberated with a chilling roar, and then a flame-wreathed Lu Qiongji leapt over his army and descended upon Guo Ziyi like a hawk.
Boom!
Their swords clashed, and the immense impact made Guo Ziyi tremble and take a few steps back. In front of him, the Imperial Army soldiers took an offensive stance and charged. The situation at the Qian Gate had instantly become unfavorable to their side.
At the same time, at the Center Gate, the situation was also turning grim.
“They’re almost at their limit. Everyone, get ready! When I give the order, kill them all!”
Huang Tianzhao’s eyes blazed with fervor as he bellowed.
At all three gates, Wang Chong’s forces were on the verge of crumbling.
“Damn! Their formation is too strong! If this goes on, we’re going to break!”
In the back, the Lone Silence Ancestor was seething with white Stellar Energy and his face was flushed. He was pushing his Stellar Energy to its limits and constantly pouring it into the Energy Condensation Pearl floating in front of him.
But even though the veins on his forehead were bulging and he was doing all he could, he could not keep up with the energy consumption of the formation. Defeat was only seconds away.
Meanwhile, far away from all the fighting, Hou Junji looked at Wang Chong and faintly smiled.
“How is it?”
The Eastern Palace was completely overwhelming Wang Chong’s soldiers.
“Your courage is admirable, but your strength is still lacking. No matter what formation you’re using, its energy should basically be spent!”
Upon hearing these words from Hou Junji, Fei Yuhan and the others couldn’t help but smile. They couldn’t see what was going on, but from the sound of it, their side was winning.
“A fine bird chooses a good tree to nest in, and a good minister chooses a master of integrity. Alas, King of Foreign Lands, you insisted on choosing the wrong master and opposing His Highness!”
Fei Yuhan looked at Wang Chong with a pitying gaze. The First Prince had always held the upper hand, and now that Wang Chong couldn’t even break through the three gates, the matter was truly settled.
Once the operation succeeded and the First Prince ascended the throne, the Wang Clan would meet a tragic fate.
“Your Highness!”
Miyasame Ayaka, Li Jingzhong, and the others nervously looked at Wang Chong. The situation was extremely dangerous, but they couldn’t go anywhere. They could only trust Wang Chong.
But Wang Chong’s face remained calm and unruffled in the flickering light of the torches.
“Does Senior not feel that you are saying such things too early?”
Wang Chong faintly smiled, and slowly took a white piece from the jar next to him. This minor act made Hou Junji narrow his eyes and Fei Yuhan grimace.
Miyasame Ayaka, Little Li, Li Heng, and all the Imperial Army soldiers focused on this white piece. It seemed to burden all their hearts with the weight of ten thousand jun.
At any other place and time, this action would be insignificant, but everyone knew at this time that any piece picked up, whether by Wang Chong or Hou Junji, signified a shift in the battlefield.
“You still have another move?”
Hou Junji stared at Wang Chong, his smile gone.
Wang Chong simply glanced to the east, and then he placed the white piece on the board.
“Senior, it’s my turn now!”
Clap!
The crisp clack of the white piece striking the board traveled far into the darkness.
For a moment, everything went still.
Bang!
After what seemed both like a single second and like countless eons, the earth began to groan and rumble. At this moment, vast torrents of energy, so dense that they were almost tangible, began to travel through the ground and gather in the same direction.
As those torrents of energy passed, everyone could feel the ground shivering under their feet.
“What… what’s happening?”
The Imperial Army soldiers panicked and began to retreat, trying to avoid the torrents of energy traveling under their feet. They had never encountered something like this in the capital.
“Look over there! What’s that? Why is there suddenly fog?” an Imperial Army soldier shouted.
Everyone turned to see fog sweeping toward them at an alarming pace. It was still rather far away, but at its expansion speed, it would arrive very soon.
It was dark in the Imperial Palace, the place lit only by a few scattered torches. Logically speaking, it shouldn’t have been possible to see fog in these circumstances. Only when the fog was incredibly thick would it be possible to make out in this darkness.
Across from Wang Chong, Hou Junji had turned incredibly grim, devoid of his former confidence.
