Chapter 2242: Going to Yanshan Together

Inconceivable.

The majestic Asura king monarch, standing at the absolute peak of existence, was overthrown on his own territory by a group of human prodigies. His power returned to the world, his Dao body nourished heaven and earth, and his name will forever be engraved as a military exploit of these prodigies.

The youngest among those who surrounded and killed this peak being was only twenty-seven years old, and the oldest was only forty-three.

Their ages combined were not even as long as Huang Ye Yu had lived.

How cruel is the path of the transcendent? A hundred years of lonely struggle, a thousand years of diligent cultivation, wiped out in a single morning, ten thousand years turning into emptiness.

This battle to counter and overturn a peak being ended in an extremely short time.

The long part was the scheming and waiting, Ying Wu's pursuit of Zong Yin, and the great battle stirred up by the human and Asura races outside the Great Wall.

After Zong Yin released Ying Wu's information and Huang Ye Yu quickly returned, they chased and fled, arriving almost instantly at the bing character battlefield.

Then the decisive battle erupted, life and death in an instant.

There were thousands of exchanges between them, but all within an extremely short time scale.

It was thrilling, with life and death hanging in the balance at every thought.

Darkness dispersed, and the wind and snow had stopped. In this vast world, people couldn't help but feel the fortune of survivors after a disaster.

Almost everyone who participated in the encirclement and killing of the peak being was injured, especially those who had proven their Dao at the peak and directly blocked most of Ying Wu's offensives – only Jiang Wang was an exception.

Ji Zhao Nan's unparalleled armor on that side was shattered; Chong Xuan Zun's handsome face was torn open, with only one star wheel left; Qin Zhi Zhen's iron wall was broken twice, and he finally forced out a knife strike, his Dao body on the verge of collapse and now in recovery; Ying Wu, who had reached the peak, had one arm directly broken off and also had his abdomen ripped open.

Jiang Wang, however, was still at ease. After a life-and-death battle to surround and kill a peak being, not a single strand of his hair was out of place.

But no one could say he didn't exert himself.

He achieved the greatest accomplishment besides Ying Wu; he was always the first to approach Huang Ye Yu and also the first to break through Huang Ye Yu's Dao body.

He even directly attacked Huang Ye Yu! Although the final sword strike was to the back of the waist.

Ji Zhao Nan, who had risked death and survived, sized up the neat-haired Jiang Ge Lao with considerable emotion: "Gan Chang An gave you his physical body for a reason."

"Yes," Jiang Wang said casually. "You should put on some clothes first."

In the intense life-and-death struggle, there was no time to attend to anything. Only now did Ji Zhao Nan feel the cold on his body. He turned around expressionlessly and quickly put on his clothes.

On that side, Chong Xuan Zun lifted a hand and pressed, instantly restoring the hideous wound on his face – injuries to a Cave True body, of course, are not so easy to repair. He used the power of Chong Xuan, suturing it thousands of times in an instant, forcibly fixing the separated flesh and blood together to create the visual effect of recovery.

This injury was not originally serious. With his physique, it would have healed naturally. As for now, it was enough that people couldn't see it.

He was again that young master from the chaotic world, casually pulling at his collar: "I must criticize you a bit, Jiang Ge Lao. Has anyone told you that your performance is very superficial and overly exaggerated?"

"You have the nerve to say that!" Anyone else saying it would be fine, but with Chong Xuan Zun opening his mouth, Jiang Wang was especially unconvinced: "Is it so wrong for me to say a few heroic words that conform to my identity? Do you want me to be like you, lamenting over every wound and feeling sad in autumn, almost reciting poetry and composing verses, — what time is it now, Chong Xuan Ge Lao, are you still wallowing in self-pity? Those who know think you're here to surround and kill Huang Ye Yu, those who don't know will think you're attending some poetry gathering! You completely fail to appreciate the essence of this play, you can't mobilize the audience's emotions either, you're immersed in your own inner world and fundamentally don't understand performance!"

Ji Zhao Nan had originally wanted to comment a couple of sentences as well, but seeing Jiang Wang's intense reaction, as if he had been poked in a sore spot, he gave up. Moreover, listening to him scold Chong Xuan Zun a few times was quite good.

Jiang's lecture was long, but Chong Xuan Zun merely lightly brushed his sleeve and sighed: "A cicada does not know spring and autumn!"

"Stop pretending to be learned!" Jiang Wang disdained: "Does a cicada know about the 'Five Grains Planting Atlas'?"

These two were actually discussing farming matters; truly, there was no place they wouldn't compete.

The struggle of prodigies was in all aspects.

Qin Zhi Zhen stood silently on the side. Having finally stabilized his Dao body, he didn't want to think too much for now and silently used his left hand to rub his right hand below.

Ji Zhao Nan was a little curious: "Brother Qin, what is this?"

Ying Wu, however, understood his own people and, pressing the wound on his broken arm, laughed: "Dislike it too slow?"

Qin Zhi Zhen didn't expect his small action to be noticed and said expressionlessly: "Just moving my joints a bit, after all, the war is not over yet."

Yes, the war was not over yet.

Killing Huang Ye Yu was just the beginning. The journey from here to Yu Yuan Great Wall would be a more difficult test.

The death of an Asura king monarch would cause ripples throughout the entire Xin Huang Continent, and this movement could not be hidden.

What would the Asura race's reaction be?

How was the front-line war situation?

All were unknown.

Sound could transmit messages, text could transmit messages, even through the refraction of light, the resonance of Yuan Qi, the response of emotions... all of these could exist as channels.

The transmission and interception of intelligence from ancient times to the present have been an important part of every war.

To obstruct the myriad divine abilities, both sides of a war would usually directly shatter the rules governing channels.

In a battlefield where a great battle had already spread out, if all the channels under various rules were concretely depicted – at this moment, the channels were a surging, raging sea, and information itself could not traverse it, only loaded onto ships.

These ships were concrete existences, one by one, such as messenger riders, flying eagles, or various strange beasts – obviously, at this moment, nothing could traverse the battlefield. Unless that messenger rider was a Derivation Dao True Monarch.

The Tai Xu Illusion Realm, which had completely penetrated the present world, was also not an exception in the battlefield.

Jiang Wang and the others summoned the Tai Xu Pavilion, consuming the power of the Tai Xu Hook Jade, so the usage times were quite limited. The response of the special turret within the Great Wall only served as a key to unlock this power – it could be understood as a constantly changing rune secret key, no need to connect, as long as there was a response.

To summon the Tai Xu Pavilion, the authority of a Tai Xu Ge Lao, the Tai Xu Hook Jade, and the response of the Tai Xu Illusion Realm were all necessary.

To use the Tai Xu Illusion Realm to transmit messages, it was difficult at this moment.

With the road ahead shrouded in fog, these prodigies who had just surrounded and killed the Asura king monarch stopped here, of course, not to discuss acting skills, but to make necessary adjustments to welcome a more cruel fight.

Far away, a stream of light flashed, which was a soul returning from its divine wandering.

Gan Chang An jumped out of the storage corpse bag tied to Jiang Wang's waist, his temples messy, covered in bloodstains: "Peh peh peh, what are these, how did I get covered in blood... What is this tail?"

He pulled down the blood-dripping tail wrapped around his neck.

Jiang Wang said matter-of-factly: "Huang Ye Yu's arrow tail, I managed to snatch it with difficulty. The remnant body of an Asura king monarch, only this much is left, collecting a bit is very reasonable, right?"

Qin Zhi Zhen on the side was silently speechless. What... when did this happen? Jiang Ge Lao's actions were incredibly fast!

Gan Chang An forcefully endured the disgust, his hands trembling: "I specifically gave you this professional storage corpse bag, hoping you would properly keep my physical body, not let you put me with messy things –"

"Alright, alright." Jiang Wang interrupted impatiently: "Let's count this time, pay attention next time."

"You're forgiving me again?!" Gan Chang An was furious and then took out a golden, shiny arm: "What about this one? What is this mess again? Do you really treat me as a corpse? Even if I, Gan Chang An, become a corpse, I can't be put together with any random cats and dogs, right?"

"Rest assured, they're all better than you." Jiang Wang snatched back the storage corpse bag and stuffed the arm, arrow tail, and everything back in: "You said it yourself, it's a storage corpse bag. What's the problem with putting some remnant limbs inside?"

"Somewhat familiar," Chong Xuan Zun said suddenly.

Jiang was a person of integrity. Having received Dou Zhao's money, he would absolutely not tell others that Dou Zhao's broken arm and leg were in his hands. He directly treated Chong Xuan Zun as air and urged Gan Chang An again: "Stop talking nonsense, we're busy with proper matters now! Do you have any useful intelligence?"

Gan Chang An said sulkily: "I only came over after Huang Ye Yu died. Before he died, there were no special movements in the Asura kingdom. Now that he's dead, any movements are not important."

Because this group of people was now only walking towards the Great Wall and no longer turning back.

No matter what movements there were in the depths of Yu Yuan, they had to leave them behind. Or in other words, no matter what movements there were in the depths of Yu Yuan, once they caught up to them, they could be memorialized along with Huang Ye Yu.

Ying Wu, wearing a torn python robe, gripped his remaining left arm into a fist: "Gentlemen, can you still fight?"

Jiang Wang, Ji Zhao Nan, Chong Xuan Zun, and Qin Zhi Zhen all remained silent, only gripping their weapons tightly.

Gan Chang An shouted loudly: "Willing to follow Your Highness!"

Ying Wu then turned around and went straight forward: "I will open the way for you, and from this step, we will not stop! If anyone falls behind, they must contend for their own life. Gentlemen – no turning back!"

In this kind of sprint across the battlefield, if someone falls behind, there is no reason for them to be lucky.

Which of these people present had not experienced life and death for a long time? Instead, no one needed to emphasize it.

The six formed a six-hexagram array, with Ying Wu standing at the Qian gate, moving forward without hesitation.

The team quickly came to the "sentry area." Wang Yi Wu was like an arrow, suddenly rising from the ground to the high sky, naturally joining the array, guarding the Kun gate along with Gan Chang An.

Ji Zhao Nan let out a breath: "How is the situation?"

Wang Yi Wu subconsciously observed the array, sized up everyone after the great battle, and said rigorously: "I dared not rely too close to the battlefield, only observed the Qi and evil from afar. The battlefield outside the pass is still dominated by the Asura. After Huang Ye Yu's death, there have been changes in the Hu Yu Pass battlefield, possibly with an Asura king monarch withdrawing to aid; simultaneously, the military evil outside Yan Shan Pass is chaotic, with human military evil and Asura military evil twisted together. Judging from the evil disk, it is a typical form of a dragon trapped in a shallow beach. I speculate that Zhen Hou was cut off from his retreat route outside the pass and fell into a heavy siege. I don't know if this was his design; the Wu Pass battlefield is relatively in a stalemate. Our side's military evil is dense like a coiled snake, which should be the style of General Gan. If we take the Wu Pass, General Gan's use of troops is very meticulous, and he should be able to support us..."

Jiang Wang, with his Qian Yang Red Pupils, gazed at the military evil gathered like black clouds above, only seeing a continuous expanse, like an endless sea of clouds, fundamentally unable to distinguish which side was which.

Looking at such chaotic military evil, he could see so much information.

Was this the "Point Soldier Heaven Book," a secret tradition of the military?

Or was it that Wang Yi Wu was especially talented in this aspect?

Just as he was speaking eloquently, Wang Yi Wu suddenly was shocked: "Senior Brother, where is your armor?"

Ji Zhao Nan gave him a bad-tempered look, but didn't ask him why he only discovered it now.

"The Great Wall garrison troops went out of the city to cooperate with us in surrounding and killing Huang Ye Yu. They will not withdraw until they ensure our safe return. But this also has a limit. Our safety absolutely does not take priority over the safety of the Great Wall. The time left for us is already not much." Ying Wu looked at the thick cloud of military evil in the extremely distant place: "Gentlemen, how do you see it? Which battlefield do we choose to enter the pass?"

"Yan Shan Pass!" Jiang Wang and Chong Xuan Zun said almost simultaneously.

They were all people accustomed to grasping their fate, and on crucial choices concerning life and death, they would absolutely not hand it over to others to decide. Of course, they were also not embarrassed to express themselves.

Ying Wu said: "Reason?"

Chong Xuan Zun, in the process of rapid flight, still maintained his elegant demeanor and said indifferently: "Let's hear Jiang Ge Lao's military strategy."

Jiang Wang also didn't care if he was speaking ironically and said very directly: "Firstly, Yan Shan Pass is one of the three closest passes to us and was originally on the alternative list; this was planned before the war. Secondly, with Huang Ye Yu killed, the matter of Prince Qin's Derivation Dao is no longer a secret. If there is an Asura king monarch withdrawing from the Hu Yu Pass side, they will certainly be much more powerful than Huang Ye Yu. The situation is clearer and more unfavorable to us. We need chaos; a more chaotic battlefield is more suitable for us. Lastly, and most importantly, Zhen Hou is the soul figure of the Yu Yuan Great Wall. If he has a plan, we should help him. If he is in danger, we should help him."

Two "shoulds" convinced everyone.

Ying Wu added: "He can also certainly help us."

Ji Zhao Nan held his spear in hand: "Since everyone has decided, let's do it as soon as possible."

Ying Wu's gaze swept over the other people's bodies, and after getting all affirmative responses, he suddenly turned around.

The six-hexagram array, seven prodigies, together went towards Yan Shan Pass.

The vigorous wilderness was the place where the Asura king monarch, Huang Ye Yu, died.

No one probably remembered what it looked like before this.

This was a battlefield where victory and defeat had already been divided, and all things were reviving upon the rotten flesh.

After the crowd who fought life and death here had dispersed, only a stone arch bridge remained, built lonely on the wilderness, as if it had been here from the beginning.

Its name was Ba Bridge.

Ying Wu did not take it away, and the others tacitly did not mention it either.

At a certain moment, it suddenly showed a virtual form, turning into a fleeting shadow – the virtual shadow flashed and then was gone without a trace.

The wilderness was empty.

Nameless wild flowers bloomed everywhere.

Life and death are eternal themes, reenacted every moment.

The Great Yu Yuan Heavenly Road was the rebirth chiseled by the Asura.

On this great heavenly road, whose distance could not be described, Asura warriors were forever trekking.

Perhaps they were stepping on the bones of their ancestors. Their bones, perhaps, would also pave the way as a ladder for future generations.

The death of a peak powerhouse was an unbearable severe pain for the Asura race.

And within a few short years, first A Ye Ji died, and then Huang Ye Yu died. This was no different from pushing the already difficult fate of the Asura race into a deeper abyss.

Below the bottomless Yu Yuan, in that "place of no return," there was also a sigh sound rising temporarily.

But this sigh sound had just risen and then fell again.

Like one concrete existence being smashed down by another concrete existence.

Then there was an ancient stone bridge spanning Yu Yuan.

This seventy-two-hole stone arch bridge connected time vertically and locked the vast sky horizontally, as if it wanted to cover this bottomless Yu Yuan with a stone cover!

However, the vast number of Asura warriors trekking on the Yu Yuan Heavenly Road seemed unaware, still walking upwards.

A great power was happening in the depths of Yu Yuan, showing no traces, falling only on the stone bridge. Time and space produced huge waves at this moment, as if an angry tide wanted to roll the stone bridge back into the deep sea –

This ancient and simple stone arch bridge did not resist either, suddenly shrinking a hundred times, as if a concrete person, just like this, jumped into Yu Yuan.

"Wu hu!"

That sigh sound fell down along with it.

Thanks to book friend "Born from illusion, perished by truth" for becoming the alliance leader of this book, this is the 724th alliance for Red Heart Patrol Heaven!

Thanks to book friend "Light rain dusk rain falling flowers remain" for becoming the alliance leader of this book, this is the 725th alliance for Red Heart Patrol Heaven!