Yun Lan Ancestor Arrives

"What exactly is that girl? How could she be so powerful?"

In the legion's main camp, Old Man Yun Shan sat there with a worried frown, discussing countermeasures with Xie Biyan and the others.

Jia Ma Qing and Nan Gong Yu were troubled as well.

They had originally thought they could easily defeat Mu Lan, but who could have known something like this would happen?

She could easily repel even a peak Dou Zong expert. The likes of them stood even less of a chance.

Xie Biyan sat in his chair in silence.

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

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

The army's morale was now at rock bottom. Everyone had been frightened out of their wits by those terrifying sword beams. How could they possibly launch an attack?

"Report!"

A disciple of the Ten Thousand Scorpion Gate ran into the hall and dropped to one knee before Yun Shan.

"Reporting to the sect master, Elder Xie Biyan, Your Majesty, and King Nan Gong, the Mu Lan Empire and Yan Luo Empire suddenly joined forces this morning and have begun attacking our forward fortresses without restraint. The garrisons at the fortresses have all withdrawn."

"What?"

Everyone was shocked and furious. Mu Lan and Yan Luo had some nerve. They had been repeatedly beaten back by Jia Ma just yesterday, yet today they actually dared to counterattack. Who had given them such courage?

"How were the forward fortresses lost?"

Yun Shan was extremely puzzled. Since this was wartime, more than ten Dou Emperors were stationed at the forward fortresses. Mu Lan and Yan Luo should have had no hope of breaking through them, yet the fortresses had somehow been captured. It made no sense!

The Ten Thousand Scorpion Gate disciple said, "It was that girl from yesterday. The treasured sword in her hand possessed earth-shaking power. Even when ten Dou Emperor lords joined forces, they could only flee in panic."

"This..."

Yun Shan and the others fell silent.

It really had been the work of that girl on the city wall yesterday.

Yesterday's scene remained vivid in their minds. A little girl whose cultivation had not even reached the Dou Zhe realm actually possessed such terrifying strength. It was simply inconceivable.

"Report!"

Before long, another urgent report came from outside the military camp.

"Reporting to the sect master, the Mu Lan and Yan Luo armies haven't stopped to rest. They're charging straight toward our forces. Several of our legions have already suffered heavy casualties!"

"Report!"

"Reporting to the esteemed lords, our military position in the Tiandang Mountain Range has fallen. Of the one hundred thousand Fire troops, only fifty thousand have made it back alive."

One urgent military report after another came like a violent storm, leaving everyone trembling with fear.

Could Mu Lan be trying to turn the tables and forcibly swallow up Jia Ma and Chu Yun?

"What are we supposed to do?" Yun Shan's brows furrowed. That girl was simply too terrifying. She had actually turned the tide of battle by herself.

"Damn it! If only there were a powerhouse capable of matching her!" Xie Biyan roared resentfully. His old hand clenched hard enough to produce a sonic boom.

Yun Shan's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard that, as though he had thought of a countermeasure. He turned to Yun Yun inside the tent and said, "Yun Yun, hurry back to Misty Cloud Mountain and ask the ancestor to come here. With the ancestor's heaven-defying methods, I believe this matter can certainly be settled."

"Teacher, I'll go at once." As soon as Yun Yun heard this, she hurriedly accepted the order and leaped out of the tent.

At that moment, laughter and conversation filled the Mu Lan camp. Seeing the previously invincible Jia Ma legions retreating again and again, every soldier and general began treating Mo Youyou as a deity.

Mo Tianming seemed to have become carried away. He openly ordered the Mu Lan army to set up camp opposite the Jia Ma army, with the two forces less than a few thousand meters apart.

Looking at the terrified faces of the Jia Ma soldiers, all the soldiers of the Mu Lan Empire used the One Yang Finger combined with Lion's Roar to shout tauntingly, "Come over here, you bastard!"

Hearing the enemy's insults, the Jia Ma soldiers flushed red from their faces to their necks, able only to swallow their anger.

Mo Tianming was extremely satisfied with the current situation. With Mo Youyou now on their side, perhaps the Mu Lan Empire would successfully swallow up Jia Ma and Chu Yun. Becoming the hegemon of the northwest would then be just a matter of time.

"Come, my precious daughter. Father brought you lots of delicious food."

Inside the tent, Mo Tianming, who had never shown much paternal love, went all out to lavish his belated affection on the little ancestor before him.

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

However, Murong Wan, who stood beside her, was completely unmoved. She yanked her daughter to her side and regarded Mo Tianming as an enemy.

"Wan Er, what are you doing? I'm Youyou's father. You should let me show her some paternal affection!" Mo Tianming waved for the guards inside the tent to leave.

"Father?" Murong Wan sneered. "Mo Tianming, do you think you're worthy of talking about paternal affection?"

Murong Wan's eyes grew moist. Back then, when she had come to the Northwest Continent, she had willingly crippled her cultivation to avoid her family's pursuit for the sake of love. But what had she received in return?

A solitary lamp, her youth and beauty gone, scraps of food, and endless bullying. All of it had been bestowed by the man before her. Now that his daughter had become useful, he treated her like a treasure. If she had remained useless, the mother and daughter would probably still be trapped in that cold palace, suffering from hunger and cold!

Seeing how stubborn Murong Wan was, Mo Tianming sighed and said, "I was in the wrong before. But I promise you this: as long as Youyou uses the treasured sword in her hand to help Mu Lan seize Jia Ma and Chu Yun, I'll immediately return and announce to the world that I'm making you the empress, the mother of the realm. What do you think of that compensation?"

"Do you think I'd care?" Murong Wan gave a mocking laugh. She stroked Mo Youyou's little head, her gaze softening with tenderness, and said, "I only hope that Youyou can live a happy life."

Mo Tianming nodded. "I've already made Youyou the crown prince of the Mu Lan Empire, so you don't need to worry about that. She'll become the ruler of the Mu Lan Empire in the future and naturally enjoy all the glory and riches she could want. As long as you can make Youyou obey, I..."

He had only gotten halfway through his sentence when a soldier entered the tent and dropped to one knee before Mo Tianming. "Your Majesty, the enemy army opposite us has made a move."

"Oh?" Mo Tianming raised his brows, put down the wine cup in his hand, and said, "Speak quickly."

The soldier cupped his fists and said solemnly, "The enemy army opposite us is withdrawing in large numbers. Your Majesty, what should we do?"

As soon as he heard this, Mo Tianming burst into laughter. It seemed the enemy had been frightened by Mo Youyou's strength.

That was only natural. Once the treasured sword in Mo Youyou's hand appeared, it could kill even gods in its path. Even Dou Zong experts did not dare contend with it. What ability did they have to remain stationed there?

Since this old neighbor was leaving, they had to see him off properly.

"Pass down my order. Gather the soldiers of all three armies and pursue them together with the Yan Luo legion. Attack straight into the heartland of Jia Ma. Our target is Jia Ma's holy capital!"

"This general accepts the order!"

As Mo Tianming issued the order for the entire army to pursue, the Jia Ma legion was also retreating in an orderly fashion. They intended to hide the army at Snail Mountain, three hundred li behind them. The mountain was steep and densely forested, making it ideal for ambushing Mu Lan's vanguard.

But at that moment, a sword beam stretching for a thousand meters came like a monstrous wave, cleaving toward the Jia Ma legion. Its power was comparable to a full-strength strike from a Dou Venerate expert.

"You're going too far!"

Seeing that the retreating army was about to be swallowed by the sword beam, Yun Shan flew into a rage and called upon all the experts from the Misty Cloud Sect and Ten Thousand Scorpion Gate to attack together.

"Great Sorrow Rending Wind Hand!"

"Ten Thousand Fiends Poison Source!"

"Pledge: Sword of Victory!"

Three Dou Zongs and dozens of Dou Emperors unleashed everything they had. Countless battle techniques, like brilliant stars, blasted toward the sword beam.

"Boom!"

Thunderous explosions rolled across the sky, changing the color of heaven and earth. Vast waves of dou qi energy collided with the sword beam, forming a storm that swept across the land.

However, the all-out strike from Yun Shan and the others was practically a joke. Another sword was slashed over from the distance, even more violent than the first. In an instant, it crushed Yun Shan and the others until they vomited blood, their bodies cracking apart.

"Good!" Mo Tianming watched everything unfold, unable to contain his excitement.

Although this power came from a divine weapon, Mo Youyou could wield the divine sword with complete ease despite having a cultivation level below even that of a Dou Zhe. It was truly incredible.

Arriving before the two armies, Mo Tianming looked at the injured group of experts and sneered. "You all saw it just now, didn't you? My daughter defeated you without the slightest effort. Do you still want to fight?"

"Then may I ask what you want, Lord of Mu Lan?" Yun Shan endured the excruciating pain in his body and sat cross-legged on the ground.

"Submit." Mo Tianming coldly spat out the two words, his tone utterly devoid of emotion, as though he were a god who controlled these people's lives and deaths.

"There's no right or wrong in the struggle between two nations for supremacy. Before this, you were strong enough to nearly seize my Mu Lan Empire, and I had no complaints. But things are different now. I believe you should change your way of thinking and consider whether you want to submit to the Mu Lan Empire."

Mo Tianming's words made quite a few experts ponder. Most of them began considering submission.

They had no choice. Facing such overwhelming strength, if they still stubbornly persisted, their fate certainly would not be pleasant.

"You want this old man to submit? You little bastard, do you think you're worthy?" Yun Shan struggled to his feet and began cursing.

"Since Sect Master Yun is so stubborn..." Killing intent suddenly flashed through Mo Tianming's eyes. "Then I'll send you to your grave!"

Upon receiving Mo Tianming's order, Mo Youyou raised the Xuanyuan Sword and swung it at Yun Shan from afar. The Xuanyuan Sword once again released a monstrous sword qi that cleaved toward him, impossible to evade.

Yun Shan felt his back turn cold. His heart began pounding wildly, and the sensation of death approaching caused his body to stiffen.

"Am I actually going to die here?" Yun Shan was filled with unwillingness. He had not 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 came to a stop, extended a tiny hand toward the vast, boundless sword beam before her, and lightly pointed.

"Freeze!"

"Crack!"

Under everyone's astonished gaze, the unstoppable, overwhelming sword beam shattered into pieces in an instant.

"Looks like I arrived just 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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