Immortality Path: From the Blind Man at the Pharmacy-Chapter 344 - 189, 190. The Four Evil lands destroy Grade A, Remnant Soldiers, Visualization (seeking subscription)_4
Chapter 344: 189, 190. The Four Evil lands destroy Grade A, Remnant Soldiers, Visualization (seeking subscription)_4
Fortunately, Ting had appeared.
The siblings joined forces and managed to even out the battlefield through sheer effort.
Afterward, the two countries signed a peace treaty and even engaged in a marriage alliance.
When the Empire of Ten Thousand Spirits learned of Ting’s identity, they wanted their prince to marry her, but she decisively refused. Consequently, they could only arrange for their princess to marry Song An.
Such peace lasted for several years.
However, once the Empire of Ten Thousand Spirits pushed back the Melting Fire Empire, they broke their faith, tearing up all agreements with Dashang and sending their strongest group of Spirit Prayer Masters to plunder Ting.
Seeing his elder sister in trouble from the west, Song An hurriedly led troops to support her, and the two sides battled yet again. Today, they fought a decisive battle in a place called "Cold Pavilion Valley."
The result of the final battle was a Pyrrhic victory.
Twenty-three Great Prayer Masters of the Empire of Ten Thousand Spirits died. These masters might not be as good as ordinary martial artists on foreign battlefields, but each held the power of a "Head of the Noble Family" when fighting on their home turf.
On Dashang’s side, the original army of fifty thousand that marched west was now reduced to just two thousand, and half of Ting’s animal legion had perished, with the remainder scattered across various lands...
It seemed the dust had settled, but just then, an extremely terrifying aura rose from the ground, filled with hostility...
The aura enveloped the two thousand remnant soldiers, the blood-soaked Song An, and Ting, surrounded by her companions, her complexion frail.
The Empire of Ten Thousand Spirits was clearly determined to win, considering their peak force of Great Prayer Masters was just the first layer. Having been defeated in this layer, an even stronger existence now stepped out from the shadows.
Song An, left with no other choice, took out Emperor Monarch Xuanwu’s portrait and began to focus intensely on visualization.
His father had once told him that in times of crisis, he could do this.
But it was well-known that both "Emperor Monarch Xuanwu" and "Mysterious Lady" had gone to places unknown, and even the "Saint Child of Xuanwu Temple" and "Mysterious Lady’s Official Child" could not get a response from these two powerful beings.
But he really had no other choice.
Looking at Ting’s pallid face and the remnant soldiers ahead, Song An clutched the scroll with trembling hands, praying over and over again, "Please, Emperor Monarch Xuanwu, descend!"
"Please, Emperor Monarch Xuanwu, descend!"
"Kill!"
Song An’s guards roared in anger, commanding a cavalry of only a hundred to charge forward.
The target of this hundred-man charge was just one man.
That man was young, clad in unnamed Mysterious Flower Armor, standing tall with a lithe posture as he moved forward, muttering words as if praying to some great existence, drawing on divine power. Yet, when he saw the charging cavalry, he showed no panic.
"Be careful!"
Although Song An’s guards were in a charge, they cautioned their fellow soldiers beside them.
This army might have been remnants, but they were the remnants of an undefeated force, having endured countless hardships and now filled with an aura of "A beleaguered army will surely win; a cornered beast will fight."
Even though it was only a hundred men, they formed into formation and transformed into a sharp spear, fiercely striking at the man in Mysterious Flower Armor.
As they closed in, the guard once again burst out with a roar.
"Kill..."
But the roar ended abruptly.
A wind blew from afar, and the charging cavalry felt a bone-chilling cold, as if souls were being stripped from bodies.
No amount of heat in their bloodied bodies could retain their original souls.
Thump!!
Thump, thump, thump!!
The cavalry and their horses hadn’t even reached the man in Mysterious Flower Armor when they completely collapsed, falling man and horse alike, each dying in eerie circumstances.
"Please, Emperor Monarch Xuanwu, descend!"
"Please, Emperor Monarch Xuanwu, descend!"
Song An’s eyes reddened.
Ting weakly raised her hand to wave, but... there were no longer any living animals there.
The man in Mysterious Flower Armor opposite them was too invincible, an enemy they had never encountered before.
In both strength and speed, he had surpassed their level.
The man in Mysterious Flower Armor looked at Song An with interest, displaying a cat-and-mouse ease, and laughed in somewhat broken Dashang speech, "The kind of god you worship, I’ve killed many on the Melting Fire Battlefield."
