Misty Cloud Ancestor Arrives

"Who exactly is that girl, to be so powerful?"

In the legion's main camp, the old man Yun Shan was deeply troubled and was discussing countermeasures with Xie Biyan and others.

Jia Ma Qing and Nan Gong Yu were also having headaches.

They had originally thought they could easily conquer Mu Lan, but they never expected something like this to happen.

If even a peak Dou Ancestor could be easily repelled, then these people were even less of a match.

Xie Biyan sat silently on his chair.

He had also been startled by the scene at the time. If he had been the one charging forward, he probably would have already been chopped into mincemeat by that treasure sword!

"What should we do now?" Emperor Gama, Jia Ma Qing, asked.

The army's morale was low, and they were so terrified by the terrifying sword energy that they were disheartened. How could they attack now?

"Report!"

A disciple from the Ten Thousand Scorpion Gate rushed into the hall and knelt before Yun Shan.

"Reporting to the Sect Master, Elder Xie Biyan, Your Majesty, and King Nan Gong, this morning the Mu Lan Empire and Yan Luo Empire suddenly joined forces and brazenly began to attack our forward fortress. Currently, the fortress's defending legion has completely retreated."

"What?"

Everyone was shocked and enraged. How dare Mu Lan and Yan Luo be so audacious? They were suppressed and repeatedly defeated by Gama yesterday, yet they dared to counterattack today. Who gave them the courage?

"How was the forward fortress lost?"

Yun Shan was very curious. Due to the war, the forward fortress was guarded by more than ten Dou Emperors. It was wishful thinking for Mu Lan and Yan Luo to break through, yet it was captured. This didn't make sense!

The Ten Thousand Scorpion Gate disciple said, "It was that girl from yesterday. The treasure sword in her hand had world-shattering power. Even if ten Dou Emperors joined forces, they could only retreat in disarray."

"This..."

Yun Shan and the others fell silent for a moment.

It was indeed the work of the girl on the city wall yesterday.

The scene from yesterday was still vivid in their minds. A young girl whose cultivation was less than a Dou Practitioner possessed such immense power. It was simply unbelievable.

"Report!"

Not long after, another urgent report came from outside the military camp.

"Reporting to the Sect Master, the Mu Lan and Yan Luo armies did not stop to rest but charged directly at our army. Now, multiple legions of ours have suffered heavy casualties."

"Report!"

"Reporting to all lords, our military base in the Heavenly Dang Mountain Range has fallen. Only fifty thousand of the one hundred thousand Fiery Army managed to escape."

One urgent military report after another rained down like a storm, terrifying everyone.

Could it be that Mu Lan wanted to turn the tables and forcefully annex Gama and Chuyun?

"What should we do!" Yun Shan frowned. It was all because that girl was too terrifying, single-handedly turning the tide of the battle.

"Damn it, if only there was a strong individual who could match her," Xie Biyan said resentfully, clenching his old, large hand, creating a sonic boom.

Yun Shan's eyes suddenly lit up upon hearing this, as if he had thought of a plan. He said to Yun Yun in the tent, "Yun'er, quickly return to Misty Cloud Mountain and invite the Ancestor here. I believe with the Ancestor's divine means, this matter can be settled."

"Teacher, I will go now." Hearing Yun Shan's words, Yun Yun quickly accepted the order and flew out of the tent.

At this time, the Mu Lan military camp was filled with laughter. Seeing the arrogant Gama legion retreating steadily, all the soldiers regarded Mo Youyou as a deity.

Mo Tianming seemed to be getting carried away. He openly allowed the Mu Lan legion to set up camp opposite the Gama legion, with the two armies less than a few kilometers apart.

Looking at the terrified faces of the Gama legion soldiers, all the soldiers of the Mu Lan Empire unleashed their ultimate skills, the One Yang Finger combined with the Lion's Roar, and shouted provocatively, "Come here, you bastard!"

Hearing the taunts from the opposite side, the Gama generals' faces turned red and their necks bulged. They could only swallow their anger.

Mo Tianming was very satisfied with the current situation. With Mo Youyou, perhaps the Mu Lan Empire could successfully annex the two countries of Gama and Chuyun, and dominate the Northwest in the future.

"Come, my precious daughter, your father has brought you a lot of delicious food."

In the tent, Mo Tianming, who had always been distant, showered his daughter with belated paternal love, doing his best to coax the little ancestor in front of him.

"Thank you, Father," Mo Youyou said, immersed in happiness.

However, Murong Wan beside her did not appreciate it at all. She pulled her daughter to her side, regarding Mo Tianming as an enemy.

"Wan'er, what are you doing? I am Youyou's father. You should let me show some fatherly love!" Mo Tianming waved his hand, dismissing the guards in the tent.

"Father?" Murong Wan sneered. "Mo Tianming, how dare you talk about fatherly love here?"

Murong Wan's eyes were moist. When she first came to the Northwest Continent, she had willingly crippled her cultivation for love to evade her family's pursuit. But what did she get in return?

A lonely lamp, aging beauty, leftovers, and being bullied. These were all bestowed by the man before her. Now that her daughter was useful, he treated her like a treasure. If she had remained useless, they would probably still be trapped in the cold palace, suffering from hunger and cold!

Seeing Murong Wan's stubbornness, Mo Tianming sighed and said, "I wronged you and your mother in the past. However, I promise you that as long as Youyou uses her treasure sword to help Mu Lan conquer the countries of Gama and Chuyun, I will immediately announce to the world and crown you as the Empress, the mother of the world. What do you think of this compensation?"

"Do you think I care?" Murong Wan scoffed, stroking Mo Youyou's small head, her eyes filled with tenderness. "I only hope Youyou can live a happy and joyful life."

Mo Tianming nodded. "I have already made Youyou the Crown Prince of the Mu Lan Empire. You don't need to worry about this. In the future, she will be the monarch of the Mu Lan Empire and will naturally enjoy all the glory. As long as you can make Youyou obedient, I..."

He was halfway through his sentence when a soldier walked in from outside the tent and knelt before Mo Tianming. "Your Majesty, there's a change in the enemy forces opposite us."

"Oh?" Mo Tianming raised his eyebrows, put down his wine cup, and said, "Speak quickly."

The soldier cupped his fists with both hands and said in a deep voice, "The enemy forces opposite are withdrawing in large numbers. Your Majesty, what should be our decision?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Tianming burst into hearty laughter. It seemed the opposing side had been thoroughly intimidated by Mo Youyou's strength.

It was understandable. Once Mo Youyou unsheathed her treasured sword, it could slay gods and demons alike, and even Dou Ancestor powerhouses dared not contend with it. What ability did they have to continue their occupation?

Since the old neighbor wanted to retreat, they might as well escort them all the way.

"Pass down my imperial decree. Muster the three armies and pursue them alongside the Goosefall Legion. Our target is the heartland of the Jiama, heading straight for the Jiama Holy Capital!"

"Your subordinate receives the order."

As Mo Tianming issued the order for a full-scale pursuit, the Jiama Legion was also making hurried preparations to retreat. Their intention was to conceal their army in the Snail Mountains, three hundred li behind them. The mountains there were steep and the forests dense, providing the perfect cover for an ambush on the Mu Lan's vanguard.

But just then, a sword light spanning a thousand meters, like a monstrous tidal wave, slashed towards the Jiama Legion. This power was comparable to the full might of a Dou Venerate's attack.

"You are going too far!"

Seeing the retreating army about to be engulfed by the sword light, Yun Shan was enraged. He rallied all the powerhouses from the Misty Cloud Sect and the Ten Thousand Scorpion Gate to attack.

"Great Sorrow Rending Wind Hand!"

"Ten Thousand Fiends Poison Source!"

"Pledge, Sword of Victory!"

Three Dou Ancestors and dozens of Dou Emperors unleashed their full power, their countless Dou Techniques like brilliant stars bombarding the sword light.

"Rumble!"

Thunder roared, and the heavens and earth changed color. The vast Dou Qi energy mingled with the sword light, creating a storm that swept across the land.

However, the all-out attack by Yun Shan and the others was nothing short of a joke. Another sword strike came from afar, even more ferocious than the last. In an instant, it crushed Yun Shan and the others, making them spit blood and their bodies rupture.

"Good!" Mo Tianming watched all this, his excitement palpable.

Although such power came from a divine weapon, it was truly incredible that Mo Youyou, with a strength less than that of a Dou Practitioner, could wield this divine sword with such familiarity.

Arriving at the front lines of both armies, Mo Tianming looked at the injured group of powerhouses and sneered, "You all saw it just now, didn't you? My daughter defeated you effortlessly. Do you still want to fight?"

"Then what does the Mu Lan monarch intend?" Yun Shan endured the searing pain in his body and sat down on the ground.

"Surrender," Mo Tianming spat out the two words coldly, his tone devoid of emotion, as if he were a god controlling their lives and deaths.

"There is no right or wrong in the struggle between two nations. Previously, you were so powerful that you almost conquered my Mu Lan Empire, and I had no complaints. But now it's different. I think you should also change your perspective and consider whether to surrender to the Mu Lan Empire."

Mo Tianming's words made many powerhouses fall into deep thought, most of them beginning to consider submission.

There was no other way. Faced with such overwhelming strength, if they persisted, their end would surely not be good.

"You think this old man will surrender? You insignificant brat are not worthy!" Yun Shan struggled to stand up and cursed.

"Since Sect Master Yun is so stubborn..." A killing intent flashed in Mo Tianming's eyes. "Then I shall send you to your grave!"

Receiving Mo Tianming's command, Mo Youyou picked up the Xuanyuan Sword and unleashed a void-splitting slash towards Yun Shan in the distance. The Xuanyuan Sword once again released a monstrous sword energy, which struck with no chance of evasion.

Yun Shan felt a chill down his spine, his heart pounding violently. The feeling of impending death caused his body to freeze.

"Am I going to die here?" Yun Shan was filled with reluctance. He hadn't yet seen the Misty Cloud Sect conquer the world!

Suddenly, a small figure appeared before Yun Shan, bringing tears to his eyes. The figure slowly stopped, extended a small hand towards the vast, boundless sword energy before him, and softly uttered.

"Halt!"

"Crack!"

Under the shocked gazes of everyone, the invincible, mighty sword energy instantly crumbled.

"It seems I've arrived in time!"

A little girl, only five or six years old, appeared on the battlefield, leaving millions of soldiers dumbfounded.

"Ding"

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