The Demon Barbarian army's offensive slowed in an instant. Only after they sensed that the True Dragon Ancient Sword was no longer releasing power did they charge again.
The Martial Temple Literary Platform behind Fang Yun had remained in place, empowering every soldier with the strength of Jiang Ziya and Li Guang. The barbarians along the four walls found it difficult to mass atop the walls as quickly as before. Often, before they could gather in large numbers, they were all killed.
Under the power of the Martial Temple Literary Platform and Sage Chen, the entire army was strengthened once more, while the barbarians' strength remained unchanged.
The Barbarian Kings at the front stared at Fang Yun's True Dragon Ancient Sword, most of them uncertain and suspicious. Everyone knew of Fang Yun's might. He was the ruthless man who had dared sever the Flood Dragon Sage Legacy. Compared to him, that previous Fierce Lord could only be said to have fought within his own nest—and it had been the childish sort of squabble children played at.
The hundred Barbarian Kings exchanged glances. From newly promoted Barbarian Kings to Peak Barbarian Kings, not one was willing to take the first step.
"I heard this Lip Spear and Tongue Sword is incredibly powerful. They say it slew a Flood Dragon Emperor with one strike upon the Yangtze River!" said a Horse Barbarian King in a trembling voice.
"You'd know that's impossible even if you used your ass to think! The one that killed the Flood Dragon Emperor was the Heaven-Viewing Mirror Projection, not his True Dragon Ancient Sword! If the True Dragon Ancient Sword could kill a Flood Dragon Emperor, our entire army would have been wiped out long ago."
"Then... what if he uses the Heaven-Viewing Mirror Projection?"
"We have the