Spring thunder rumbled. On the northern bank of the Turbid Zhang River, a group fled in disarray, even abandoning their red Exorcise-Character Banner in the mud to be trampled underfoot.
"The floating bridge has been burned! Chief, can you still use your true qi to freeze the river?" someone asked anxiously. It was Li Ding, Dragonhead of the Exorcising the Dragon Gang.
"I don't have enough left." Zhang Xing, Chief of the Exorcising the Dragon Gang, was bedraggled but calm. "At this point, forget the pursuers. Let's leap away together and flee back by separate routes!"
Their faces were deathly pale, but almost instantly, the chiefs, Li Ding included, gritted their teeth and leaped away regardless of everything else, racing to escape. Their flight immediately drew attention from the battlefield behind them. A gigantic golden saber appeared out of nowhere in the sky, as though it had cut through the void, then manifested above the Turbid Zhang River.
The next instant, the golden saber descended into the mortal world and actually cleaved the Turbid Zhang River in two. The downstream current continued flowing, its level immediately dropping, while the upstream waters piled up in midair, rising ever higher without spilling to either side. It was truly miraculous.
At that moment, a man flashed into view above the nearly despairing Zhang Xing and his companions, laughing coldly. His words were vicious, clearly venting his feelings. "Zhang Xing, did you ever imagine I would break through to Great Grandmaster in battle? Did you ever imagine my surrender was feigned? Did you ever imagine the Youzhou Army would turn out in full and cross the river to reinforce me? How much true qi do you have left now? Do you have any way out? Wei Wenda lured Bai Sanniang to the Juma River.