Handan About to Fall, Why Bribe Guo Kai?

Watching that tall, sturdy figure striding across the waves, Gongshu Nuo felt a sense of dread that defied description.

Even the might of heaven could be resisted.

How could anyone stand against this man?

The river surged incessantly, countless waves spreading outward; it was a scene of crashing billows tearing at the banks, churning up a thousand piles of snow!

The entire river channel hummed with a faint, trembling vibration.

The pontoon bridge rose and fell rhythmically, and everyone stared blankly at that figure, their worldviews completely overturned.

"Cross the river!"

Zhao Cheng stepped back onto the water, sensing the True Essence within his body; such a strike had consumed less than half, and he felt all the more confident.

This was the first time he had exerted so much power in a single strike, and it felt exhilarating.

He even hoped the enemy could try again.

Yet, everything remained quiet.

As the Blood-Clad Army neared the halfway point of the river, Gongshu Nuo finally seemed to react, immediately ordering the activation of the riverbed mechanisms.

They had expended vast amounts of labor and resources to construct a drainage channel at the bottom of the Zhang River.

Once opened, a massive vortex would appear in the center of the river, sucking everyone attempting to cross into the subterranean river below.

Once inside the subterranean river, not even the gods could save them.

Gongshu Nuo had originally thought this mechanism would go unused, but now he doubted whether it would even be effective.

Regardless, activating this mechanism was his final resort.

If this failed, he would have to immediately lead the remaining Mohist School disciples to retreat and flee far from the Blood Butcher Yama.

Several Mohist School disciples boarded Ink Fish, swimming rapidly toward the riverbed to activate the mechanism.