--Boom! Boom! Boom!
"Kill!"
Wen Zhong was clad in full armor, Male and Female Twin Whips in hand. Ink Jade Qilin moved with the sound, transforming into a streak of black shadow as it charged out with a roar!
In an instant, across the battlefield:
Banners whipped like windblown flames, while drums boomed like thunder!
The wind rose, rolling sand that blotted out the sky; hooves struck the earth, making the sun dim and the ground tremble!
Blades flashed, swords gleamed, bows thrummed, and spears and halberds blurred as flesh and bone were torn apart!
Battle armor was soaked in blood, fur turned dark, and cold light pierced through half the heart in crimson!
The Shang army split into three forces. Grand Tutor Wen Zhong led the central army straight toward Yuan Futong's main tent, while fierce generals commanded both wings, providing crossing cover as they advanced step by step!
"Grand Tutor, I want this battle won in one stroke, with all Seventy-two Lords of the Northern Sea captured! We'll put an end to the Northern Sea conflict once and for all!"
"You handle the fighting on the ground. As for those troublesome outsiders, leave them to Pavilion Master Kong Xuan."
Remembering what Di Xin had said in the tent, Wen Zhong tightened his grip on the Female Whip in his right hand. With Ink Jade Qilin's roar, he entered a state of utter rampage!
"Crush them!"
"Yes, sir!"
"Charge!"
"Kill!"
The general led from the front, and the soldiers fought without fear of death. Under such momentum, the Yin Shang army charged recklessly through Yuan Futong's formation, crushing out blood-soaked roads that reached the heavens!
"Grand Tutor is mighty! Kill!"
Seeing Wen Zhong plunge deep into enemy territory alone, the armies on both wings spurred their horses and erupted in unison, taking the pressure off him!
"Traitor Wen Zhong, I will kill you! I will kill you!"
Yuan Futong stood on the central platform, shaking with rage, his face twisted viciously!
His army was actually like tofu before Wen Zhong, torn apart, defeated, and shattered with ease!
"Why haven't you started casting the spell? If I die, none of you will live either!"
Unable to do anything to the enemy, he could only vent his fury on his own people. Seeing that Wen Zhong was less than three li away, Yuan Futong furiously cursed the four bald old Daoists beside him.
"Amita, amita! Tada, gaye!"
"Amita, amita! Tada, gaye!"
"Amita, amita! Tada, gaye!"
Despite Yuan Futong's abuse, the four old Daoists did not grow angry. They merely sat cross-legged and continued chanting to themselves.
As the chanting rang out, a fierce wind rose again in the Xun position. Flying sand and rolling stones blotted out the sky, plunging heaven and earth into darkness!
"Pavilion Master, help me!"
Before the gale could sweep across the battlefield, Wen Zhong raised his right hand high. Golden light burst from the Female Whip as he shouted at the top of his voice!
"A minor trick. Five-Colored Divine Light, go!"
A five-colored radiance rose from the east. In the blink of an eye, it swept across the platform, leaving Yuan Futong standing there all alone!
The Five-Colored Divine Light could brush away anything. Under it, those four bald old Daoists could not resist, nor could they even move.
Kong Xuan had brought a sledgehammer to swat flies this time!
"My master is merciful. Brother, aren't you ashamed to attack your juniors?"
A flash of Buddhist light passed, and Maitreya appeared before Kong Xuan. A Golden Cymbal hung at his waist, while he held a gray cloth bag in his hand, its opening faintly pointed toward Kong Xuan.
A high-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, the Human Seed Bag contained a universe within and could contain mountains and swallow seas.
The mid-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure Golden Cymbal was indestructible. It could trap people and capture objects, and it could also attack enemies with sound waves.
The last time Kong Xuan had sent him flying into the depths of the Northern Sea with a single move, his injuries had not been serious, but he had lost all his dignity!
So this time, he had even brought out the Innate Spiritual Treasures he had kept hidden as his trump cards, all to vent his anger and reclaim some face.
"You actually dare to stand before me again. Is it these two Innate Spiritual Treasures that gave you the courage?"
Kong Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, the Five-Colored Divine Light rising once more behind him. Without another word, he attacked!
"Human Seed Bag, collect!"
Maitreya calmly brought out his treasure. The formerly gray Human Seed Bag instantly radiated brilliant light, shining dazzlingly as it rose into the air, opened its mouth, and sucked in all directions!
"Nice treasure. Too bad its master is useless! Fall!"
Kong Xuan's feet remained fixed in midair. No matter how the Human Seed Bag exerted itself, he stood as firm as Mount Tai.
Not only did his body remain unmoved, even his clothes did not wrinkle in the slightest!
Seeing that the Human Seed Bag had still failed to accomplish anything, Maitreya gritted his teeth and reached for his waist with both hands, intending to activate the Golden Cymbal and turn the tide.
At that moment, the Five-Colored Divine Light spiraling behind Kong Xuan suddenly moved. It tore through layer upon layer of space and shot straight toward the Human Seed Bag!
"Not good! Human Seed Bag, return!"
Maitreya's heart trembled. He hurriedly formed hand seals and chanted, attempting to summon the Human Seed Bag back. Yet the Five-Colored Divine Light completely disregarded its power and effortlessly brushed it away!
Maitreya stared at the empty space above his head, shocked and enraged.
"Seven Treasures Divine Tree? Impossible! How do you know my master's Supernatural Power?"
"This is the Five-Colored Divine Light. It is a Supernatural Power I, Kong Xuan, cultivated myself by refining the innate Five Elements qi. Since when did it become a Supernatural Power of a Western Sage?"
The Five-Colored Divine Light returned. Kong Xuan reached out and caught it, and the Human Seed Bag dropped from within the radiance. The formerly gray bag was now dazzlingly multicolored, lying still as though it were lifeless.
"Who are you? You aren't a Grand Unity Golden Immortal—you're a Quasi-Saint! How does Yin Shang have someone like you?"
Maitreya trembled with rage. The West was poor, and as the foremost disciple of a Saint, he possessed only two Innate Spiritual Treasures in total. Now, his finest treasure had been brushed away by this Kong Xuan of unknown origin. This was more than losing face—it was as if every one of his five viscera had been stripped away!
"I am the Pavilion Master of the Star-Gathering Pavilion, personally appointed by the Human King of Yin Shang. I specialize in dealing with all the outsiders within Yin Shang who refuse to submit!"
Kong Xuan raised the Human Seed Bag in his hand and said with a smile:
"Leave now, and I'll spare your life. If you remain stubborn, I'll scatter your soul and wipe out ten thousand years of cultivation in a single day!"
"Hahaha! Daoist, stop boasting. I'll stand right here and let you kill me—do you dare?"
Maitreya stared fixedly at his Human Seed Bag. He could not contend with Kong Xuan's ferocity, but he had a Saint backing him. If Kong Xuan wanted to kill him, he would not dare act even if given three more chances!
"Return my treasure, and I'll leave. Otherwise, wait for my master to come and demand it from you!"
"Then let your master come take it from me."
As Maitreya issued his threat, Di Xin appeared beside Kong Xuan.
"So this is the Human Seed Bag? What a treasure. I'll take it."
Di Xin fastened the Human Seed Bag around his waist and smiled faintly at its former owner.
"I've collected the interest. Now let's settle the full account between us. Oh, right—allow me to introduce myself. I am Yin Shang's Di Xin, the Human King of this generation.
"You incited Seventy-two Lords of the Northern Sea to rebel, disturbing the peace of my human race for years and causing the deaths of millions of my people. By the measure of your crimes... you deserve death!"
The instant he said "deserve death," the Kongtong Seal, the supreme treasure of the human race, appeared above Di Xin's head. It gathered the countless baleful energies of the battlefield into a Black Bird, then, empowered by the resentment of humanity, sent it streaking toward Maitreya!
Another fellow who attacked at the slightest disagreement!
"This poor Daoist is leaving! Di Xin, one day I will make you repay today's blood debt!"
Maitreya leaped and vanished on the spot. He did not even want the Human Seed Bag anymore, unwilling to become entangled in the slightest karma. Only the Black Bird, carrying the boundless resentment of humanity, remained hovering there.
"I am the Human King Di Xin. My soldiers, rest in peace. Blood debts will always be repaid in blood!"
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