Seal of Heaven-Turning vs. Demon-Subduing Pestle

Yin Jiao spurred his horse and charged forward.

Before the two armies, a great rift over ten zhang long and a full three zhang wide gaped dark and deep, stretching across the front.

That was what Wei Hu had smashed out just now with one strike of the Demon-Subduing Pestle.

As he neared the great rift, Yin Jiao sprang up like a roc, flying off his horse's back and leaping over the deep, dark fissure ahead that looked like a demon's gaping maw.

After casting Jiang Ziya an icy glance, Yin Jiao charged to kill Wei Hu.

He already knew that what Five Virtues Daoist had said—that Yin Hong had descended the mountain to protect Shang, only to be killed because Jiang Ziya was jealous of him—was utter nonsense meant to deceive him.

There was just one thing beyond doubt: his younger brother had truly died at Jiang Ziya's hands.

Many years ago, in the space of a single morning, he had lost both his father and his royal mother. From then on, his only family had been that younger brother who had depended on him for survival.

He could care nothing for Great Shang's rivers and mountains, but now even the younger brother he cared about most was dead. How could he not avenge Yin Hong?

As for after his revenge...

It would not be too late for him to help Zhou Dynasty attack Shang then.

The basis of his cooperation with Lu Chuan was Jiang Ziya. Once Jiang Ziya died, their cooperation would fall apart.

He knew that, and Lu Chuan understood it perfectly as well.

In midair, Yin Jiao's expression tightened. In his hand he held a Sky-Painting Halberd, one he had brought down from the mountain.

His right hand suddenly clenched, and surging magic power gushed