Chapter 836: You Rong Da Hao Was Born Destined to Be One of Xu Bang's Leaders

On Luoyun Peak.

Waves of Grandmaster Dao Rhyme breakthrough auras appeared, and the leading group of a hundred people under Rong Dahao were incredibly excited.

"It's almost done, just one more to go."

"The critical moment is here..."

"He's broken through! He's broken through!"

"With these twenty Grandmasters, plus the ten who went down the mountain earlier, that's a full thirty Grandmasters. I want to see how Xu Shao's people can act so arrogantly anymore, ha ha ha!"

"Don't forget, we have our trump card, the Zero Squad!"

"Ha ha, that's right, damn it, this time when we go down the mountain, we're going to beat that Xu Shao so badly his own mother won't recognize him!"

"Let's do it!"

These twenty newly promoted Grandmasters brought an unparalleled sense of confidence to Rong Dahao's group of a hundred.

Even Rong Dahao himself couldn't suppress the smile spreading across his lips at that moment.

Twenty Grandmasters!

If it were him, facing an attack from twenty Grandmasters at the same time, he could at most escape freely, with little chance of turning the tables.

After all, Rong Dahao knew these twenty Grandmasters inside out—they all had their own trump cards and weren't ordinary Grandmasters.

"Ge Hao."

Lei Ze, standing to one side, seemed excited as he walked over and said, "Including the ten Grandmasters who went down the mountain, we have nearly forty Grandmasters on our side. Even a general Wangzuo would find it hard to withstand this force!"

"That's right." Rong Dahao nodded.

Lei Ze looked down the mountain, where clouds and mist obscured everyone's sight and spiritual senses, but that didn't hinder the Rong family team's confidence in the ten Grandmasters who had gone down earlier.

"I wonder how far they've gotten. Have they completely torn through Xu Shao's lines? I hope none of them have fallen..." Lei Ze said.

Rong Dahao shook his head. "Falling shouldn't be possible. Even if Xu Shao can capture a few, he'll at most plunder their points. This time, when we go down, we're not only going to rescue them but also completely smash Xu Shao's lines and bring peace back to the east!"

The Rong family team of over a hundred people was fired up by these words, raising their hands and shouting.

"The boss is right! Smash Xu Shao's lines and bring peace back to the east!"

"Smash them! Peace!"

"Kill!"

The crowd was fired up, everyone flushed with excitement.

Nearly forty Grandmasters—this was a force powerful enough to sweep through the entire Yunlun Mountains.

Just as everyone was caught up in the emotion, the clouds and mist at the mountaintop stirred, and someone broke through the Spirit Array, hurriedly climbing to the peak.

"Bad news!" A desperate, hoarse cry came amid heavy panting.

"Who is it?" Rong Dahao alertly turned his head.

Everyone looked over and saw that the disheveled, blood-stained figure was one of the ten Grandmasters who had gone down the mountain earlier.

"Qian Gun, brother?"

Rong Dahao was shocked by the man's wretched state and stepped forward to support him, asking, "What happened? Did you all break through the lines below? How did you lose so much blood?"

In a Grandmaster battle, if you couldn't win, you could always run—there was no need to be wounded this badly, right?

Qian Gun's clothes were in tatters, like torn rags, covered in dried blood scabs...

If not for the faint trace of human intelligence in his eyes, Rong Dahao might have thought that the ten Grandmasters had suffered some horrific ordeal on their brief trip down the mountain.

"This is terrible, Ge Hao..."

Qian Gun caught his breath, his face full of deep despair. Under everyone's uneasy gazes, he wailed, "That Xu Shao—he's a Jian Dao Wangzuo! He took out our ten Grandmasters with one sword. We were the ones who got killed through!"

A huge uproar erupted on Luoyun Peak, with the crowd buzzing with discussion.

Rong Dahao thought he must have misheard and said in shock, "What did you say?!"

Qian Gun said with a mournful face, "Ge Hao, you heard right. That Xu Shao is a Jian Dao Wangzuo! A real Jian Dao Wangzuo, and not an ordinary one. Even a regular Wangzuo Lianyangshi would struggle to handle his attacks..."

"He's way beyond just a Jian Zong!"

Qian Gun broke into tears.

This intelligence was all wrong!

The ten Grandmasters had charged down the mountain and were wiped out in less than the time it takes to burn a stick of incense, almost all beheaded on the spot.

What was the difference between that and walking into a trap?

If he'd known Xu Shao was really a Jian Dao Wangzuo, Qian Gun wouldn't have dared to lead ten Grandmasters down the mountain, even if he had a hundred times the courage.

"Jian Dao Wangzuo..."

Rong Dahao murmured in a daze, his expression full of shock. "He's really a Jian Dao Wangzuo? Not just a rumor?"

Recalling the scene where Xu Shao had clashed with Jiang Xian at the Duojin Merchant House, Rong Dahao felt a bit frantic.

If that guy was a Jian Dao Wangzuo, why would he have wasted so many words with Jiang Xian back then? He could have just revealed his Wangzuo aura, and even the Jiang family would have to befriend him, right?

"Impossible..."

Rong Dahao shook his head repeatedly.

He didn't believe Xu Shao was really a Jian Dao Wangzuo.

Because back then, from Xu Shao, he could sense at most a faint, illusory Jian Zong Dao Rhyme through his secret technique.

"Could it be that he broke through recently?" Rong Dahao thought to himself, but the idea startled him.

How could it be a recent breakthrough?

According to Qian Gun, if Xu Shao had broken through recently, how could he handle a Wangzuo Lianyangshi? Didn't he need to consolidate his realm?

"There's nothing impossible about it!" Qian Gun was already in a panic but had to continue explaining his terrifying encounter to Rong Dahao.

"Ge Hao, have you ever seen a Jian Dao Wangzuo? That guy, that guy..."

"One sword!"

"He took out our ten Grandmasters with one sword—no resistance at all!"

On Luoyun Peak, everyone was thrown into panic by Qian Gun's words.

How terrifying was that?

Ten Grandmaster-level experts, gone in one sword?

Rong Dahao felt a chill. "Tell me exactly what happened..."

"There's no time." Qian Gun waved his hand. "Ge Hao, Xu Shao let me come back up just to tell you not to waste your effort. Even if we break through another twenty Grandmasters, we're still no match for one of his swords!"

"Nonsense!" Rong Dahao snapped.

From the nearby Second and Third Squads, the full twenty Grandmasters opened their eyes at once, unleashing a overwhelming, fierce aura that made Qian Gun shudder.

He turned back and saw the twenty newly promoted Grandmasters, their eyes burning with wild battle intent.

"They really broke through?"

Even Qian Gun was surprised at that moment.

He hadn't been down the mountain for long, and in that short time, the Second and Third Squads had all completed their breakthroughs to Grandmaster?

For a moment, Qian Gun couldn't help but admire and respect the quality of the recruits Rong Dahao had found.

But...

It was useless!

Qian Gun turned back, tears streaming down his face. "Ge Hao, listen to me. Even if we send another twenty or thirty Grandmasters, it's pointless. That guy isn't human. You haven't seen him draw his sword—the area within ten li..."

Rong Dahao interrupted angrily, "I've seen a Jian Dao Wangzuo in action!"

Qian Gun was stunned and overjoyed. "Then you should know just how terrifying a Jian Dao Wangzuo is..."

Rong Dahao stared straight at him. "A Jian Dao Wangzuo isn't as scary as you think. You're just suffering from the shock of his first strike and have a psychological scar."

Qian Gun was dumbfounded.

Wait, no!

Ge Hao, was the Jian Dao Wangzuo you saw some kind of fake?

The one I saw down the mountain isn't like what you're describing at all!

Qian Gun was frantic inside.

He wanted to argue, but Rong Dahao wouldn't give him the chance to shake the troops' morale.

"Qian Gun, stand down!"

A warm hand pressed on his shoulder, and Qian Gun understood that saying more would be futile—it might even boost the enemy's morale and undermine their own.

"Ge Hao, I..."

"I understand."

Rong Dahao spoke softly, his eyes complex.

He knew all too well how formidable a Jian Dao Wangzuo was.

But if Xu Shao demanded his surrender, he'd rather die fighting.

This was no longer just about the Yunlun Mountains trial—it involved the Gui Beast. Rong Dahao could never work under Xu Shao.

"Thirty Grandmasters, follow me down the mountain!"

With that order, Rong Dahao led the group charging out of the Spirit Array, breaking through the clouds and mist, and speeding away from Luoyun Peak.

"Boss, good luck!"

"Charge!"

"Kill them all!"

The trial participants still on the peak had no idea what was at stake.

They only knew that their side had thirty Grandmasters, a force in the Yunlun Mountains that could kill gods or Buddhas in their way.

Xu Shao was a Jian Dao Wangzuo?

Just a single Wangzuo—what could he do?

Besides, in this Yunjing world, even a Jian Dao Wangzuo could only unleash power up to the peak of Jian Zong.

And Grandmasters?

We have thirty of them!

Overwhelming numbers!

Down the mountain.

"Sit tight, huddle together!"

Zhao Xiu kicked each of the nine Grandmaster prisoners, gathering them in the prisoner camp, and sneered, "Once you've truly surrendered and are loyal, that's when you can get out of this place."

"Xu Shao already let us go!"

One of the prisoners in the camp shouted defiantly.

"Xu Shao is kind-hearted and let you go, but we Five Tiger Generals have the power to capture you and make you fully submit to Xu Gang." Zhao Xiu snorted, picking his nose and flicking it away.

"You..." The nine Grandmasters felt deeply insulted.

The king of hell is bad enough, but his little demons are even harder to deal with.

What kind of messed-up gang is this Xu Gang, full of such vile scum?

But thinking of Xu Shao's sword strike, they lost all will to resist and could only pray silently in their hearts:

"Ge Hao, just surrender..."

"This Xu Gang is beyond what we can handle..."

Their prayer hadn't even finished.

From Luoyun Peak, the clouds parted to reveal the sky, and dozens of figures shot out.

"It's Ge Hao!"

One of the nine Grandmasters exclaimed excitedly, "Ge Hao is here to save us!"

But soon, someone spoke rationally, their tone full of bitterness: "Can he save us?"

The nine fell silent.

Zhao Xiu laughed heartily: "Don't even mention your Ge Hao—even if the heavenly king himself came, he couldn't save you now!"

With that, he looked toward Luoyun Peak.

The nearly thirty Grandmaster figures made Zhao Xiu jump in surprise.

Were the people on that peak all so talented?

In just a short time, nearly thirty more Grandmasters had come down?

Zhao Xiu's heart raced a bit, but thinking of Xu Shao, he quickly calmed down.

Thirty Grandmasters? So what?

Xu Shao was an unreasonable force!

Even if gods or Buddhas came, in the Yunlun Mountains, he'd cut them down with one sword!

"Xu Shao, they're here."

The other four of the Five Tiger Generals stood behind Xu Shao, their faces tense as they spoke.

Xu Xiaoshou saw that the people above still refused to surrender and was a bit surprised.

Did these people really not fear death?

Or had the one he sent back not described the battle scene accurately?

Either way, Xu Xiaoshou admired their courage in coming down the mountain.

But clearly, trying to win with numbers might work against ordinary people.

Against him...

Heh!

"You few, stay here and wait. Also, warm up a cup of tea for me. I'll be back soon." Xu Xiaoshou turned and instructed.

The four Tiger Generals looked ashamed, all feeling their own weakness.

In the end, it was still up to Xu Shao to shoulder everything alone...

"Who's the leader? State your name!"

Xu Xiaoshou leaped up, standing high above the vast Xu Gang crowd.

Rong Dahao led the many Grandmasters into the air, and at a glance, he saw the nine Grandmasters in the prisoner camp shaking their heads at him.

Was it really that formidable?

Rong Dahao didn't believe it. He hadn't seen a Jian Dao Wangzuo before, but he had encountered plenty of peak Wangzuo Lianyangshi.

Compared to the Grandmaster geniuses in the Yunlun Mountains who could fight above their level, a Wangzuo Lianyangshi was really just one realm higher, with a bit more Dao principle insight.

And with the Yunjing world's restrictions, that couldn't be fully utilized.

Under those conditions, could Xu Shao really take out ten Grandmasters with one sword?

"Rong Dahao!" He turned his gaze to Xu Shao and responded, his expression somewhat serious.

"It's you?"

Xu Xiaoshou saw the richly dressed, plump man and was surprised.

He recognized this person.

That day at the Duojin Merchant House entrance, he had followed Jiang Xian, but who knew he was actually a key player, not just a bystander?

"Successor of Taixu?" Xu Xiaoshou asked—this was information he'd gotten from the prisoners.

"I've met Xu Shao." Rong Dahao nodded slightly, but didn't show excessive respect, because he was here for a do-or-die fight. "No need for small talk. Xu Shao, you've taken my people, so today I'll respond with battle!"

The thirty Grandmasters moved with the swift wind.

Xu Xiaoshou raised a hand.

"Hold on!"

The void hummed and trembled. The thirty Grandmasters, who had been full of fighting spirit, were suddenly disrupted, feeling nauseous and on the verge of vomiting.

"What the hell is this?"

"What kind of technique is that?"

"Is this a Jian Dao Wangzuo?"

The thirty Grandmasters felt a twinge of fear—this ability was beyond their comprehension.

"Aura?" Rong Dahao realized, but Xu Shao's raised hand nearly made him choke on a mouthful of reverse blood. Such an aura, he had only felt from his own master before.

"What do you want?" Rong Dahao's tone grew even more defiant. The stronger the opponent, the more he had to fight to the death, because surrender was impossible.

Xu Xiaoshou chuckled. "I came here just for the Yun Beast, and I never expected to find such an elite team in the east. No need for extras—I like you all."

Rong Dahao and his group were stunned.

"What do you mean?"

"Join Xu Gang, and I'll spare your lives!"

Rong Dahao froze. He had resolved to fight to the death, precisely because he feared Xu Shao would recruit them, and now the other side was being so direct?

"Better to break as jade than live as tile!" Rong Dahao shouted suddenly.

The nearly thirty Grandmasters behind him, who had been trapped in the aura, snapped out of their daze at his words, their eyes instantly regaining their battle intent as they roared in unison: "Better to break as jade than live as tile!"

Their soaring battle spirit pierced the sky.

Xu Xiaoshou watched with even more delight, looking at Rong Dahao with admiration in his tone.

"Most people would be too scared to resist my power, but you're impressive—you're not affected by my aura. Today, the others can choose to fight to the death if they want, but I value talent, so I won't let you die."

"You're destined to be one of Xu Gang's leaders, Rong Dahao!"