Sever Heaven and Earth · War of Mortals (Part Two)

Upon entering Wind Witch City, Zhao Xing felt his bones go numb, his heart raced, and his entire body involuntarily swelled up.

The Pure Origin Soil within his dantian expanded, spiritual energy filled his body, and his bones turned golden. The Three Gods Fate Palace reappeared, and a long-lost sense of power returned to his heart.

"Big brother." Zhao Chuanzong's eyes lit up. Before entering the city, he was a little taller than his older brother, but the moment they entered the city, his older brother was a head taller than him.

What excited him even more was that the aura emanating from his elder brother was like that of a prehistoric behemoth awakening.

As expected of the eldest brother, Wind Witch City is only Seventh Grade city, yet his aura seems to have returned to that of a high-grade city.

In Zhao Chuanzong's heart, his eldest brother was a legend in the family, someone he had admired since childhood, and still did. "Hmm?"

In the council hall of the Wind Witch City's Mansion, Xia Jing, who was looking down at a map, suddenly looked up, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.

"Where did this powerful aura come from? Is Long Xiao back? No, this aura is familiar, but it's not the same as Long Xiao's."

Xia Jing immediately summoned the guards.

"Zhao Zheng, go see what's going on at the East Gate. Never mind... I'll go myself." Xia Jing quickly put on his armor and led his guards towards the East Gate.

Wind Witch City is not large; the combined longitudinal distance of the inner and outer cities is only a little over six thousand meters. The main road is very wide, with eight lanes.

Xia Jing arrived on horseback, the horse's mane a brilliant red, like a burning flame.

When he arrived at the main road of the East City, he immediately saw Zhao Chuanzong's cavalry returning, and he spotted Zhao Xing next to him at a glance.

"Holy crap?!" Xia Jing was stunned at first, then overjoyed. He didn't care about expending his energy and immediately took off from the Blazing Fire Horse.

"Shuan~"

The figure soared through the air and landed in front of Zhao Xing. Xia Jing reached out, his hands trembling slightly.

"Brother Zhao, is that... is that you?" "It's me."

Zhao Xing smiled and said, "Brother Xia, long time no see." "Hahahaha."

Xia Jing rushed over and grabbed Zhao Xing's arms tightly. "It really is you! Hahaha, I knew you couldn't die so easily!"

"Witch Moon God wants to kill me? He's still too green. He'll need to cultivate for a few hundred million more years." Zhao Xing smiled and was also very happy to see Xia Jing here.

"Big brother?!" At this moment, a familiar voice rang out again. Zhao Zheng arrived in a light chariot. Before the chariot had even come to a complete stop, he jumped off.

"Big brother, is it really you? Big brother..." Zhao Zheng's voice choked, his hands trembling as he held Zhao Xing's.

"You're quite old now, a lieutenant general. Stand firm." Zhao Xing Xingtuo looked at Zhao Zheng's hand to steady him.

Zhao Zheng has matured a lot now. He has grown a beard, his facial features are resolute, and his brows exude a dignified air. He is no longer the little kid he used to be.

"Yes!" Feeling the warmth from his palm, Zhao Zheng nodded fiercely, quickly wiping away his tears and standing ramrod straight. "Brother Zhao, how did you find this place?" Xia Jing asked curiously.

"It's a long story," Zhao Xing said with some emotion.

I was just wandering around aimlessly when I happened to see the Long Xiao and the propagation of lineage. At first, I couldn't believe it; I thought I was hallucinating.

"Eldest brother, fourth brother is now a centurion, commanding two ranks of cavalry."

Zhao Zheng pulled Chuanzong along and said, "Back then, the eldest brother sent the fourth brother to the Divine Might Army, but unexpectedly, it was the fourth brother who found the eldest brother."

Xia Jing laughed and said, "Soon it will be more than just a hundred generals. I have said before that anyone who has definite news about the Grand Minister of Agriculture will be promoted two ranks and granted a marquis title."

The one who brought back the Grand Minister of Agriculture was promoted five ranks and granted the title of Duke of a Commandery. Zhao Chuanzong scratched his head somewhat sheepishly.

"General, I hadn't thought about those things. Being a centurion is enough for me." "Desire? Generals are made, not born."

Xia Jing patted Zhao Chuanzong on the shoulder, "From today onwards, you'll be a general of five hundred men." "Yes, sir."

Zhao Chuanzong straightened his body.

"Brother Xia, what are you doing here?" Zhao Xing asked. "It's a long story. Let's go to the City Lord's Mansion first."

Xia Jing pulled Zhao Xing towards the city lord's mansion, Zhao Xing then realized that Xia Jing's horse was Seventh Grade Blazing Fire Horse, while Zhao Zheng's chariot was ridden by Eighth Grade Purple Horn Horse.

When Zhao Xing glanced at the city gate, he noticed that once these horses left the city, they immediately transformed into ordinary horses, but once they entered the city gate, they would immediately revert to their mystical forms.

Upon arriving at the city lord's mansion, Zhao Xing saw a familiar face training in the drill ground; it was Liao Rulong.

"Old Liao is here too. Yes, he's Divine Might Marquis. Zhao Zheng is here, so he should be here too."

However, Liao Rulong was training very seriously at the time, and Zhao Xing walked past him in the corridor fifty meters behind him without him noticing.

Xia Jing led Zhao Xing into the main hall, then ordered someone to change Zhao Xing into a clean set of clothes and serve him some meat, allowing Zhao Xing to feast.

"You really understand me."

Zhao Xing tore off a large piece of pork hock. "I haven't eaten meat in a long time."

He was incredibly lucky; he hadn't encountered a single ferocious beast along the way, and had only been able to eat vegetarian food, which made him so bland.

"Sneeze? Why are there fish too?"

Wait, what exactly happened to you, buddy? How did you become a naval commander? Zhao Xing noticed the banner behind Xia Jing, which was actually the insignia of the navy.

Don't even mention it.

Xia Jing sighed, "It was all forced upon us. In the sixteenth year of Yuan Ding Era, that damned Witch Moon God used the Sever Heaven and Earth' technique. We had just finished fighting on the Cyan Rock Battlefield. We were returning on a warship when it suddenly lost its balance and began to plummet."

"Because the effect of Sever Heaven and Earth is incremental and spreading, we were still at the Seventh Grade rank at that time."

"We weren't flying very high at the time, and there was a large lake below. The ship belonged to Zhenhai Jun. When we crashed, we attempted to land in pursuit, and ultimately, we weren't seriously injured."

"But within fifteen minutes of the crash, we were completely mortal." "The ship also began to sink."

"We worked together to push several seaplanes and airships ashore, relying on manpower to row them," Xia Jing recounted.

Since we were on the edge of the "Sever Heaven and Earth," we were out of that area in no time. "But not everyone is as lucky as us."

"The Witch Moon God's attack was too sudden; many of our soldiers were killed in the fall!"

"They would either be crushed to death by the collapse of the warship's interior in an instant, or they would fall to their deaths..."

"Afterwards, I carefully examined the troops that had emerged from the restricted area. Surprisingly, the only one that had maintained its most intact structure was the Sea Pacifying Army." There was nothing I could do but focus on rebuilding the Sea Pacifying Army after the war.

At that time, our war zone had many rivers, so I became the damn naval commander. Zhao Xing stopped eating upon hearing this; he could fully imagine that scene.

The sight of a massive warship weighing over 100,000 tons falling from the sky was almost like a dream. Even if it landed on the ground, it wouldn't be safe.

The warship's structure changed in that instant, inevitably causing it to collapse; those who couldn't escape in time would be crushed to death. Warships, flying boats, Tower Ship, and chariots—these flying vehicles were common tools for large-scale military operations.

Sever Heaven and Earth" were to suddenly activate, it would definitely be a major air disaster, even if you weren't on a ship and were flying on your own.

Suddenly losing the ability to fly and weakening into an ordinary person, even falling from a height of ten meters could be fatal. "Witch Moon God is truly ruthless."

Zhao Xing stuck the meat cleaver on the table. "He must have acted suddenly to kill me, which means he didn't even notify the Southern Barbarians and had no time to prepare."

"Good."

Xia Jing nodded. "There were also many casualties in the Southern Barbarians lands. In that major air disaster, countless powerful individuals were killed in the crash or crushed. The highest-ranking death was that of a Rule Realm expert from the Sacred Spirit Royal Court, named something like 'Tris '."

"I heard that he was checking the progress of his weapon forging in an underground lava cave when the Sever Heaven and Earth appeared, and he was crushed to death by the collapsing volcano."

"It is said that he obtained the [Heaven and Earth Guardian] at that time, and was at the Fifth Grade rank when it was activated, but he was too unlucky, as the place he was in was a dangerous place."

Zhao Xing nodded. Releasing the Sever Heaven and Earth" technique was a move that would kill a thousand enemies but also severely damage himself.

Because of the traitorous existence of Purple Bone Celestial Venerable, if Witch Moon God had notified his subordinates before Purple Bone's defection, Purple Bone would definitely have received the news.

If Witch Moon God had acted after the Purple Bone defection incident, Zhao Xing would have been rescued at that time.

Therefore, in order to successfully kill Zhao Xing, Witch Moon God had no choice but to launch her attack while the Purple Bone Celestial Venerable was defecting.

"Such a grand scheme, just to kill me? You really think too highly of me." Zhao Xing snorted.

"Perhaps in Witch Moon God's eyes, as long as you die, even if we win the Pacifying Barbarians War, we have still lost," Xia Jing said.

Zhao Xing nodded. If he died, the early Spiritual Energy Revival would become a pipe dream.

Prematurely Spiritual Energy Revival was already a rather extreme operation; if one were to die, the outcome would be even more precarious. Even if the Great Zhou Dynasty won the Pacifying Barbarians War, it would still be unable to ascend and would be trapped and die in the Profound Yellow World.

If we simply wait for Wu Emperor to die, then even without the Southern Barbarians doing anything, the Great Zhou will rapidly collapse internally within the next thousand years. War is inherently costless, and the Great Zhou is also depleting its national strength.

If the nationwide war does not yield the benefits of the Spiritual Energy Revival and the two events of flying away,

Then it will fall apart because of the war itself. A country, however large, will perish if it is fond of war.

With Di Yi's death, all hope Destruction, and no one could suppress those kings who had reached the Supreme Grade level (the luck of those at the Supreme Grade cannot be taken back so easily).

Even powerful figures like Qin Feng, the King of Beichen, have experienced moments of inflated egos.

With the emperor dead and the hope of ascension gone, countless more ambitious and powerful figures than Qin Feng will emerge to devour the fortune of the Great Zhou.

This was the case with the Great Zhou in the previous life. After Di Yi died, the Great Zhou was basically characterized by a weak ruler and strong ministers.

Of course, this Wu Emperor will have more time than in his previous life. For example, he could kill all the Supreme Grade kings before he dies, leaving only the first-rank kings. But doing so would also lead to the decline of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Therefore, Wu Emperor had no way out.

When I die, the spiritual energy stored in my body will degrade in a very short time, transforming from spiritual energy into primordial energy, which will then spread throughout the entire Profound Yellow World.

Even if the Great Zhou possessed the Anti-Origin Device, it wouldn't have enough time to collect it. Without ascension, the Great Zhou would automatically perish.

Zhao Xing seemed to see through Witch Moon God's plan. "Witch Moon God considers herself the guardian of the Profound Yellow World. No matter how many people die in the Southern Barbarians, after a thousand years, when the Central Land Dynasty collapses, it will be enough to restore its vitality, and people will be born again."

"As long as they don't take away the matter and spiritual energy of the Profound Yellow World, no matter how many people die, they will just rot in the Profound Yellow World, so the Witch Moon God doesn't care about casualties."

"This is God, a cold-blooded and ruthless God."

The poor fear the ruthless, and the ruthless fear the reckless. Clearly, in this war, Witch Moon God was the reckless one.

Xia Jing, tell me about the situation in Witch City and the Heaven and Earth Guardian. Zhao Xing composed himself and, after eating and drinking his fill, began to inquire about the situation.

The Witch City is divided into Fifth Grade. As you can see, within the realm of Witch City, everyone's strength can be restored to the corresponding rank.

Xia Jing explained.

"At the beginning, Witch City was almost impregnable. A group of mortals simply couldn't break through it." Zhao Xing nodded. Take the lowest-level, Ninth Grade Witch City Witch City, for example. Everyone inside was at the Ninth Grade Essence Gathering Realm.

Furthermore, they can construct Magic Array and utilize Ninth Grade Divine Soldier weapons. Attacking such a city would be an incredibly difficult task, let alone anything higher. Fifth Grade Witch City, for example, has an unbreakable protective barrier.

Of course, those inside the Witch City can only defend the city. If an arrow is lost and flies out of the Witch City, it becomes an ordinary arrow, unless the person has received the [Heaven and Earth Guardian].

"How long did it take the Great Zhou to conquer its first city?" Zhao Xing asked.

"Day 1," Xia Jing said.

"Huh?" Zhao Xing was taken aback. "The first day?"

"Yes, on the first day, the Great Zhou acquired one Fifth Grade city, three Sixth Rank cities, and four Seventh Grade cities."

Xia Jing Jingdao.

Most of these cities were contributed by sects led by the Profound Heaven Divine Sect, such as the Azure Wood Sect and the Hundred Flowers Sect. "Among them, the strongest Fifth Grade city, named Mist City, was contributed by a follower named Mist Walker."

"Of course, I didn't know this news at first. It wasn't until six months later that I received accurate information: the owners of these cities had long since submitted to my Great Zhou."

"The Mist Walker?" Zhao Xing Xingran. So it was him.

Unlike the undercover agent, the Purple Bone Celestial Venerable, the Xuan Tian Profound Heaven Divine Sect led by the Mist Walker did nothing from the beginning to the Pacifying Barbarians War.

Jingu left behind many secrets and did many things in secret, but the Divine Sect led by the Mist Walker was simply honest and straightforward.

He stayed in the Southern Barbarians Southern Barbarians lands and did not do anything to harm them.

Once the Sever Heaven and Earth was unleashed, the Mist Walker, who had been biding his time for many years, launched his most ruthless attack, surrendering the city and quickly killing the neighboring cities, thus clearing a path to the Great Zhou.

"Hahaha, the Mist Walker has done a great job this time!" Zhao Xing slapped his thigh.

"No." Xia Jing shook her head.

Not only was he not rewarded by the C, but he was also imprisoned.

"Huh?" Zhao Xing was stunned again. "What's going on?"

The Mist Walker was furious upon hearing that your fate was unknown. He believed that the Great Zhou had failed to protect you, the sect leader of the Divine Sect.

"Upon receiving this news during his audience with the emperor, he immediately removed his official hat and launched into a tirade," Xia Jing said.

I won't go into the specifics of what he said, but it was very vulgar language, the kind that shouldn't be used in official documents. (Zhao Xing)

Thinking about it carefully, it really does seem like something Mist Walker would do.

In the eyes of sectarians, the emperor meant nothing. They had no reverence for imperial power.

Zhao Xing, the sect leader, is a figure of faith! He is a saint-like being!

The Mist Walker pointed at Ji Che's nose and cursed him. Even if Ji Che could tolerate it, the ministers could not. They could only put him under house arrest to calm him down.

"What about the Dragon Race?" Zhao Xing asked hurriedly. "Could the Dragon Race also be..."

"The Dragon Race seems to be quite peaceful."

Xia Jing recalled, "Yin Xiu immediately comforted the Dragon Race's powerful figures, saying he could sense that you were not dead, and considering the dragon..."

There might be some blood connection between the clans, so Yin Xiu's words calmed the others down.

Zhao Xing breathed a sigh of relief. As expected, Yin Xiu was a dragon with great wisdom!

"The Mist Walker ' rebellion has given the Great Zhou a good start," Xia Jing said, "But advancing further will still be fraught with difficulties." "Except for the cities brought by the surrendered ones."

"For the first six months, the Great Zhou failed to conquer a single Ninth Grade Witch City."

"The area of the Earth Passage is still too vast. In most war zones, we can only use the most inefficient methods," Xia Jing said in a deep voice.

That means using people as bait to lure the enemy out to kill us.

Zhao Xing nodded. Having Witch City alone only provided a supply depot; to truly move freely in the wilderness and advance, they still needed the [Heaven and Earth Guardian].

Transfer permissions

The goal is to increase the number of our own cultivators within the restricted area.

Even if the Mist Walker rebelled, their actions were ultimately insignificant to the overall situation; they merely boosted morale. Ninety-nine percent of the people on the battlefield were still ordinary people.

Xia Jing sighed, "In theory, ten well-trained soldiers could kill a Essence Gathering Realm cultivator. However, in actual combat, we often have to pay a greater price to lure the enemy into a trap."

Because the Southern Barbarians soldiers, who possess the "Heaven and Earth Protection" ability, will not immediately transfer to our forces after being killed.

Instead of being transferred to the body, it will be prioritized for those who already possess the [Heaven and Earth Guardian].

"Within a certain range, if there are no cultivators, they will randomly relocate." This could be someone from the Great Zhou camp, or someone born within the old army.

"Hiss~" Zhao Xing couldn't help but gasp. Imagine, the Great Zhou army spent a lot of effort to kill an enemy Ninth Grade, but that power did not transfer to their Fang Zhen. Instead, it merged with another Ninth Grade enemy, turning the enemy into a human... If it were a battle between armies, the Southern Barbarians would be getting stronger the more they killed!

How desperate is this?

The evolved Witch Moon God is too overpowered.

There was no such thing as fusion in the previous life! After killing the enemy, you obtain the token on their body, and then you can restore your power.

However, in this life, the Witch Moon God has devised a power transfer technique, which has significantly increased the difficulty.

"If it weren't for the Sect Realm holding us back, there would be no way to break through the evolved Absolute Earth Passage." Zhao Xing thought to himself.

The Sect Alliance in the World of Slumber also possess the authority to Sever Heaven and Earth, an authority that the Witch Moon God cannot revoke.

Because the Sever Heaven and Earth" was not cast by the Witch Moon God himself; he merely guided it.

Perhaps he could make some changes in this life, but he couldn't strip away the Sect Realm's authority. That's why the Witch Moon God sent people to the World of Slumber to discuss cooperation, rather than issuing an order.

The Sect Realm once ruled the Central Divine Continent and dominated the Southern Barbarians, bringing about a revival of magic and martial arts. This is the foundation of the sects and the capital they have for cooperating with the Witch Moon God.

"Although attacking a city is extremely difficult, we still have a chance in the wild," Xia Jing said. "After all, even evolving to the Seventh Grade isn't without its challenges."

"In the wild, even Seventh Grade warrior will find it difficult to fight continuously without supplies. Even if you want to escape, it depends on your class."

Aside from the magic of mages, which is difficult to block, warriors are also generally vulnerable to the barrage of ballistae, catapults, and heavy arrows. Therefore, in the early game, you'll primarily be killing warriors, Ritual Cultivator, and musicians.

"When all the enemies are dead, we will also gain the qualification of 'cultivators.' And as long as there are cultivators among our people, the opportunity to transfer becomes equal." Another example is the opportunity to encounter someone who is alone.

For example, small groups of messengers and scouts— the Southern Barbarians had this advantage; they couldn't rely on walking.

Zhao Xing nodded. No wonder the sergeant under Zhao Chuanzong was so excited to see him; he must have seen him as a big fish.

Once they kill themselves and there is no one else around, a Essence Gathering Realm expert will be born in their team.

At first, the situation was uncontrollable, but it became manageable as more people joined in. "Xia Jing suddenly remembered something."

Brother Zhao, you seem to still be at the Essence Gathering Realm, right? "Yes."

Zhao Xing nodded.

In the wild, he hadn't even reached the Essence Gathering Realm yet, but his situation was special and couldn't be easily measured. "Perfect."

Xia Jing smiled and said, "I also have two Eighth Grade and twenty ninth -Ninth Grade under my supervision. They can help you further recover your strength. Let's go."

"Good."

What is the restoration of the world's power?

Zhao Xing also wanted to see this.

He followed Xia Jing to a dungeon.

Twenty Ninth Grade Southern Barbarians soldiers and two Eighth Grade soldiers were imprisoned in the dungeon.

"This dungeon is actually outside the area covered by Wind Witch City, so the two of them are currently only displaying their Ninth Grade and Eighth Grade cultivation levels."

If they are inside the city, they will all be restored to the Seventh Grade.

What is their actual cultivation level? "Zhao Xing looked at these prisoners. They were quiet and didn't make a fuss. Even though they were imprisoned, they had the aura of strong people, and their eyes revealed their tenacity.

Both are of the Third Grade.

Xia Jing said, "I have interrogated them, and they were originally tribal leaders."

Sure enough, even when a high-ranking person is demoted to a low-ranking one, their aura is completely different; this cannot be faked. Zhao Xing nodded.

There are now three cultivation situations. The first is the original cultivation level, that is, the cultivation level before being affected by the Absolute Earth Passage.

Secondly, even those without the Heaven and Earth Guardian Mark will have their cultivation level restored to the corresponding quality within the Witch City Witch City.

If a Third Grade individual enters Fifth Grade Witch City, then he will also be restored to the Fifth Grade realm.

Thirdly, in the wild, without the Heaven and Earth Guardian, even a cultivator at the Establish Dao Realm is just a mortal.

"Are you Zhao Xing?" Suddenly, a giant with dark purple skin, well-developed muscles, and a burly figure like a small mountain approached with unsteady steps.

His shoulder, foot, and abdomen were pierced; as a precaution, needles were inserted into the prisoners' bodies to seal their acupoints.

His qi and blood were severely deficient, like a fallen purple sweet potato. "You know me?" Zhao Xing looked at this Eighth Grade with great interest. "I didn't expect you to still be alive."

"However, you're about to die." (Zhao Xing, author of "Purple Sweet Potato Essence Man Town")

"How do you know?" Zhao Xing asked. "Hahahaha."

The purple sweet potato spirit suddenly burst into laughter, "I never thought I'd see such a big fish caught in the net before I die, to be buried with King Tagu. It was worth it!"

"Hahaha, worth it!" The other prisoners in the dungeon burst into laughter. "Playing tricks! Guards, shut them up!"

Xia Jing immediately summoned one of the lightning magicians guarding the dungeon.

Zzzzzzz The Spell Dungeon was activated instantly, lightning crackling within the dungeon, constantly striking the prisoners.

These people were originally powerful, but they couldn't withstand the Central Ultimate Art. They were all electrocuted, foaming at the mouth and convulsing on the ground.

"You... you will all die."

"The great, magnificent Nine Nether God is watching you, you filthy destroyers!" the purple sweet potato man growled. "God will kill you!"

The hundred sorcerers guarding the dungeon were immediately embarrassed. Their leader had told them to shut up, but this guy could still speak.

"Zzzzz!" Lightning flashed, and he immediately increased his force. "Stop, let him speak."

Zhao Xing frowned, sat down, and looked at the tribal chief. "You just mentioned the Nine Nether God. Are you a member of the Nine Hells Army?"

The man who had almost been electrocuted but still managed to speak was now silent. "What was his original identity? I mean, his position in Wind Witch City," Zhao Xing asked, looking at Xia Jing.

"A leader of wandering spirits."

Xia Jing said, "His superior was killed, and his power shifted to Old Chen. Long Xiao and Old Chen aren't in the city; they're hunting down the remaining rebels."

Zhao Xing thought for a moment, "Where are his personal belongings? Are they here?" "Yes."

The hundred sorcerers in the dungeon answered.

"Bring me everyone's, and be quick!" Zhao Xing said in a deep voice. "Yes, sir."

The hundred sorcerers immediately ran out.

"Brother Zhao, what's wrong?" Xia Jing asked, seeing Zhao Xing's serious expression.

What did you discover? "Not yet."

Zhao Xing said, "Perhaps I'm being paranoid." The atmosphere in the dungeon suddenly fell silent.

Soon, a hundred sorcerers arrived carrying a large bundle of belongings, including those of King Tagu and everyone else, and placed them in front of Zhao Xing. "My lord, they're all here."

Zhao Xing immediately started rummaging through the clutter and soon found a dark, round plate.

Upon seeing this, King Tagu's eyes twitched slightly. "King Tagu, this is the Nine Hells Token, isn't it?"

Zhao Xing placed the General's Order in front of King Tagu and waved it.

King Tagu chuckled, then remained silent, simply closing his eyes. "King Mo, with your two faces etched, await your command to journey to the Nine Nether."

"King Tagu, this is a death order! Why did the Nine Nether God order you to defend Wind Witch City to the death? What are your schemes? Speak!"

Zhao Xing extended sharp spikes from both hands and plunged them into the Tower Master's acupoints. "Dazed~~"

The purple sweet potato spirit was really tough; even though it gritted its teeth, it didn't utter a sound. (Search for Xiuting's book.)

Xia Jing's expression changed. During their interrogation, this Tower Master wasn't this tough; he confessed everything. Why is he acting so defiant now? There's only one explanation.

"Damn it! He lied to us?!" Xia Jing shouted immediately, "Where's Hong Sikou? How the hell did you interrogate him?! Come here and give me another chance!"

Review it again!

"It's useless."

Zhao Xing shook his head.

These are all people of strong will. The highest rank you have here is Seventh Grade. Your methods are too rudimentary to detect them.

"Xia Jing, you take your men out first. I need to kill some people to recover," Zhao Xing said.

"Also, ask the military historian for a detailed battle record of your conquest of Wind Witch City." "Okay."

Xia Jing immediately led his men out.

After Xia Jing and the others ran away, only twenty-two prisoners and Zhao Xing remained in the entire dungeon. "Pfft!"

Zhao Xing pointed and immediately stabbed another Eighth Grade to death.

A Golden Light transferred from the body of the householder to Zhao Xing. Even King Tagu found it somewhat strange.

There were twenty-two people present, including Zhao Xing. If he killed one, the probability would randomly fall on him. However, King Tagu was unaware that Yan Jiu's luck had taken effect.

Even if the probability were a hundred times smaller than one in twenty, the kill would still transfer to Zhao Xing, unless there were other people with similar luck existing within the Zhao Xing.

"His cultivation level has been restored."

Zhao Xing stretched his body.

I have now recovered to the Eighth Grade of the Earth Fiend Realm. The anomaly has been resolved, and I can now use both the Time Law and the Earthly Advantage Method.

He originally relied on the Cloud-Soaring Vine to support his own territory, but this authority was incomplete, and he couldn't use many of his spells. However, now that he has killed an old enemy, he has truly gained the authority.

The Cloud-Soaring Vine can finally rest inside the body. Puff puff puff puff~

Zhao Xing manipulated the Astral Wind, instantly killing all of King Tagu's old acquaintances.

With one Eighth Grade and twenty Ninth Grade, Zhao Xing recovered from the early stage of Eighth Grade to the mid Eighth Grade! "It seems that to advance to a higher rank, one needs to kill about 10 people of the same rank."

Zhao Xing thought to himself.

"King Tagu, look into my eyes."

Zhao Xing's voice was like magic, and Taguzhu couldn't help but look him in the eye. Soul Seizure!

Using a spell derived from the Soul Capturing Straw Figure, Zhao Xing immediately sucked out the soul of King Tagu, then opened his mouth wide.

"Gah gah gah~" Zhao Xing seemed to be chewing, crushing the soul of the Tower Master. At the same time, a large number of memory fragments appeared in his mind.

Since it is a fragment of memory, it is incomplete, and the older the memory, the more blurred it is. If it is more than a month old, it is basically impossible to know.

Zhao Xing closed his eyes and began to search through these memory fragments extensively, organizing them into useful information. When he opened his eyes again, Zhao Xing's expression changed.

Oh no! Xia Jing and his group have entered the encirclement of the Nine Nether God; this is part of the Nine Nether God ' grand sweep plan.

What is the Nine Hells Great Sweep? It refers to the first large-scale troop mobilization by the Southern Barbarians, a campaign to encircle and annihilate the war zone that the Great Zhou had entered to the Earth Passage south of the continent.

Xia Jing's group only has three factions in total, and among them, only one cultivator is at the Hundred General level. That's only one cultivator for every hundred people, so in total, there are only about three hundred people.

But this time, the Nine Nether God mobilized a total of forty people for their massive sweep, and almost all of them were cultivators—a hasty and haphazard effort!

The thought of the most difficult dungeon in the Earth Passage" sending chills down Zhao Xing's spine. He immediately rushed out of the dungeon.

"Xia Jing! Zhao Xing!"

Xia Jing ran over with a gloomy expression.

Seeing that both sides had something to say, Zhao Xing calmed down and said, "You go first."

Old Chen and Long Xiao just returned with bad news: large-scale Fangren armies have appeared on the east, west, and north sides of Wind Witch City, with the most recent one reportedly appearing at Mount Pangge, 350 miles away.

"We have to break through," Xia Jing said in a deep voice.

"Where did the intelligence come from?" Zhao Xing asked.

"It was Wang Ji who relayed this message." Long Xiao and Chen Shijie entered, and after seeing Zhao Xing, they didn't have much time for catching up. "The Mechanism Master of the Compass School can communicate remotely via the Limitless Compass, and he reported this news."

With a whoosh, Zhao Xing activated the miniature sand table, and clouds, mountains, rivers, and many red dots symbolizing enemy forces quickly spread across three sides of Wind Witch City.

The four of them suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. The red dots meant that they were cultivators, and at least a thousand cultivators were surrounding them!

Even if 90% of these thousands of cultivators are just at the Essence Gathering, they are still cultivators! "How can there be so many..." Long Xiao muttered to himself.

"The map shows an underestimate; the actual number of troops encircling them is at least 50,000."

"What? Impossible!" Xia Jing was stunned. "Fifty thousand people, all cultivators? Are you kidding me?" "This is a massive sweep personally commanded by the Nine Nether God."

"A total of over 400,000 people, all of them cultivators! A large-scale cleanup of the entire Southern War Zone is necessary." Zhao Xing sighed.

By consuming Wind Witch City, you have become one of the targets of your own actions.

You three—a valiant lord, a top-tier sword immortal, and a Lesser Agriculture Decree —are all highly trained elites of the Great Zhou; you are more than qualified to be seated at the Nine Nether God ' table.

Forty squares?! All the cultivators?! Long Xiao, Chen Shijie, and Xia Jing were completely stunned; this number was simply terrifying.

"There's no time for you to be shocked."

Zhao Xing said quickly, "We have to break through with our men now; we don't have much time left." "Which way?" Long Xiao asked instinctively.

Should we advance north and join up with Dong Ze's main force?

"It's impossible to go north. Since it's a large-scale sweep, there's no way our small force can break through successfully."

Xia Jing said, "The sweep only left the south side undefended. It's very difficult to break through from any of the three directions—east, west, or north—now. We can only go south."

Chen Shijie nodded. "Shall we head south to find Li Hao's Wu Yao Army? Which route should we take?"

Zhao Xing remained silent, his head spinning frantically as he rapidly sifted through and synthesized information about the army and terrain in his mind, the official documents and battle reports in front of him clattering away.

After a long pause, Zhao Xing nodded. "Yes, we can only go south."

"There are three directions to the south: should we go south along South Peace Road, southwest Witch Eagle Territory, or southeast Sky Water River?" Xia Jing asked.

"Brother Xia, you are a naval commander with many ships, so of course we should cross the nearest Sky Water River," Zhao Xing said.

Xia Jing panicked and forgot that there weren't three choices at all, only one.

"We need to hurry, Xia Jing. Quickly give the order to the entire army; we're crossing the Sky Water River," Zhao Xing said.

"Drop as much heavy energy as possible, discard all heavy weapons, keep only horses, boats, and mountain vehicles, and don't even need tanks."

"If we lose so much weight, what will we do if we encounter the enemy?" Long Xiao said.

"Don't panic, the enemy will deliver it to us."

Zhao Xing said, "Green Mountain, there's no need to worry about firewood. To outrun and outmaneuver the enemy's large army, we must travel light... There's no time to explain, quickly order the troops to cross the river!"

(There's more to come!)