Yunxiao pondered for a moment before looking at Zhao Gongming. "Brother, I'll have to trouble you to make a trip and rescue Jiang Wenhuan. Stabilizing the situation will be enough. Kong Xuan hasn't moved, so we can't use our full strength either."
"Good!" Zhao Gongming had long been unable to hold himself back. Hearing this, he laughed loudly, then his figure flashed and transformed into a wisp of clear breeze that shot straight toward the battlefield below.
Atop Youhun Pass, Kong Xuan stood with his hands behind his back. Seeing Zhao Gongming set out, the corners of his mouth lifted slightly. "Martial Uncle is rather impatient."
However, he did not make any move. He merely transmitted his voice to Yuan Hong and Yang Jian below. "Martial Uncle Zhao Gongming has arrived. We've achieved enough for today. Lead the army back!"
Yuan Hong, who had been reveling in slaughtering the enemy forces, heard the transmission, and his cudgel slowed.
He looked up and immediately sensed a powerful aura descending from the sky, its target directly within his area.
Since they came from the same sect, Zhao Gongming had not concealed his movements. Otherwise, with his nature as the first clear breeze between Heaven and Earth,
and his cultivation far surpassing that of Yuan Hong and the others, he could have taken Jiang Wenhuan away without making a sound.
He had revealed himself only because he was eager to test a worthy opponent, wanting to exchange a move with Yuan Hong and see what he was made of.
Thus, the clear breeze Zhao Gongming had transformed into came rushing directly toward Yuan Hong.
"Come on!" Yuan Hong was not only unafraid, but his fighting spirit burned even more fiercely. With a sweep of his Bintie Cudgel, he sent the surrounding enemy soldiers