Teng Qingshan clutched the secret letter handed to him by Zhuge Yuanhong, his expression shifting dramatically. He let out a bitter laugh, laced with fury. “Haha, these people from Qinghu Island still haven’t given up. It seems last time we weren’t ruthless enough. Good… If we don’t hurt these beasts, they won’t know fear.” Teng Qingshan seethed with rage!
According to the intelligence, the entire Silver Jiao Army had mobilized from the northern border of Jiangning Prefecture! That was thirty thousand Silver Jiao troops!
“They plan a swift attack, aiming to wipe out my Guiyuan Sect in one fell swoop, leaving the Heavenly God Palace no chance to send aid,” Zhuge Yuanhong deduced.
“Master, leave this to me.” Teng Qingshan strode toward the training grounds. “It won’t be too late for you to return to Guiyuan Sect after dawn.”
On the training grounds, the legendary Mountain-Splitting Divine Axe was plunged into the earth. Teng Qingshan grabbed it in one motion.
“Dao Chi,” Teng Qingshan called out over his shoulder.
From a large house beside the training grounds, a black shadow shot out of a deliberately widened doorway, finally hovering above Teng Qingshan. It was the Six-Legged Dao Chi, its body now only two zhang (five meters) long. Even having reached the Void Realm, it was still significantly larger than the Raging Wind Eagle.
“Go.” Teng Qingshan leaped onto the back of the Six-Legged Dao Chi, strapping the Mountain-Splitting Divine Axe to his lower back. He pointed east with his finger.
Whoosh!
The Six-Legged Dao Chi’s two pairs of wings gave a gentle flap, tearing through the air. Teng Qingshan didn't even feel the slightest gust of wind against his face.
...
In the night sky, the Six-Legged Dao Chi sped toward Jiangning Prefecture City.
“Strange.” Sitting on the Dao Chi’s back, Teng Qingshan was surprised to find… an invisible barrier of energy formed over the creature’s back, completely shielding him from the rushing wind. “So that’s how it is.” Teng Qingshan observed closely.
The Dao Chi’s two pairs of wings were angled just right, directing the airflow diagonally upward.
The three hundred li journey.
It took less time than brewing a cup of tea. Teng Qingshan had only just finished marveling at the unique design of the Dao Chi’s wings when Jiangning Prefecture City appeared in his vision.
“So fast. Truly worthy of being a Void Realm flying demonic beast,” Teng Qingshan gasped in awe.
“Dao Chi, down.” Teng Qingshan patted the creature’s back and indicated their destination.
Although it was still dark, the Guiyuan Sect, having just received the news, had already roused the sleeping soldiers and disciples to rush to the city walls for defense.
On the northern city wall.
“Elder Jing Yi, this Silver Jiao Army is coming from the north, definitely using that main official road,” Zhuge Yun pointed north, glancing nervously at the terrifying monster beside Teng Qingshan… Indeed, when Teng Qingshan arrived, especially with the appearance of the Six-Legged Dao Chi, many people were struck with fear.
The Six-Legged Dao Chi’s appearance was too dreadful.
It was more chilling than the demons of legend.
“Hmm.” Teng Qingshan stared north. “Zang Feng, are the Dragon Ridge Guards ready?”
“Elder, the six thousand brothers of the Dragon Ridge Guards are fully prepared.” Zang Feng puffed out his chest. He knew the person before him was the Void Realm powerhouse, ‘Jing Yi.’
At this moment, Elder Yan, Elder Ni, and a host of others gathered behind Teng Qingshan. However, regarding the towering two-zhang-tall Six-Legged Dao Chi standing beside him, everyone deliberately kept a respectful distance.
“Thirty thousand Silver Jiao Army—we will surely shatter them utterly,” Zang Feng said confidently, unaware that without Teng Qingshan blocking them today, the Sun-Shooting Heavenly Wolf alone could have slaughtered the Dragon Ridge Guards.
“Hmph, hmph.”
Teng Qingshan sneered towards the north. “Rest up. Polish your weapons. No rush, wait patiently. When Qinghu Island arrives, we will have a good slaughter.”
“Yes, kill them slowly.”
Everyone was filled with confidence because… the Void Realm powerhouse ‘Jing Yi’ stood beside them.
...
Thump-thump-thump, thump-thump-thump.
The earth trembled, and the sound of dense hooves hammered against the heart. Below the northern city wall, along the official road stretching north, countless cavalry thundered forward. Magnificent warhorses and valiant riders—thousands upon thousands—surged like a bursting dam.
“They’re here.” A cold sneer touched Teng Qingshan’s lips.
Qinghu Island’s sneak attack infuriated Teng Qingshan. After all, if he were away from Jiangning Prefecture, perhaps visiting Li Jun in Qingzhou… if Qinghu Island attacked then, and he couldn't return in time, wouldn't Guiyuan Sect be destroyed? Wouldn't the Teng Clan in Jiangning Prefecture suffer the same fate?
Qing Hu, Zhuge Yun, little sister Xiao Qing, his parents…
If these people died, Teng Qingshan would truly fly into a rage beyond measure, regretting his own death infinitely.
“Such sneak attacks will absolutely not be permitted again!” Teng Qingshan’s eyes turned icy.
Rattle~~
Rattle~~
A large number of cavalry rapidly assembled beneath the northern city wall. One by one, they dismounted, leading their horses, and organized themselves in perfect order. These riders were the Silver Jiao Army. Although riding for two hours had been tiring, it hadn't significantly impacted them.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Three streaks of phantom light dove down from the high sky.
“Three of them?” On the thick city wall, Zhuge Yun and the others gasped in fright.
Teng Qingshan stared at the three figures amidst the Silver Jiao Army formation, his anger intensifying.
“Hahaha…” Laughter echoed from the opposing ranks. “Jing Yi, I didn't expect you to stick around Guiyuan Sect after I spared you last time. I’ll give you one chance… leave quickly now, and I might spare your life again. Otherwise—I’ll have to kill you along with them.”
The Blind Sword Saint’s tone was overtly condescending; this time, he felt absolutely certain of victory.
“Kill me?” Teng Qingshan held the Mountain-Splitting Divine Axe, laughing in rage. “Iron Blind Man, look at your own ability before you dare spout such arrogant words.”
“Jing Yi, do you think you’ve won just because you have a demonic beast companion?” The Iron Blind Man hovered above the great army.
“Quickly,” urged the Black-Haired Hunter beside him.
This battle must be swift!
The Blind Sword Saint waved his hand, his body instantly appearing less than ten zhang from the city wall. He roared, “Charge into Jiangning Prefecture City, destroy Guiyuan Sect, kill them all!” As he spoke, the Blind Sword Saint violently swung his thin iron rod. Instantly, nine black shadows shot toward the city wall in rapid succession. They moved so fast that Teng Qingshan atop the wall couldn't intercept them in time.
Rumble~~
The massive city gate exploded under the Blind Sword Saint’s attack. Shards of rock flew everywhere, and the city wall cracked, deep fissures forming with loud creaks. Many Guiyuan Sect soldiers behind the gate were instantly crushed to death. Screams and terrible cries erupted, blood staining the gate.
In that instant—the gate was breached!
“Kill!”
“Kill!”
Fierce drumbeats suddenly sounded. A large contingent of Silver Jiao soldiers, already mounted, charged wildly toward the breach inside the city.
On the battlements, Teng Qingshan, his face cold, and the two-zhang-tall Six-Legged Dao Chi, like twin meteorites, simultaneously launched themselves down from the wall.
“Dao Chi,” Teng Qingshan roared, “Kill!”
The Six-Legged Dao Chi, still mid-air, heard a rapid chī-chī sound erupting from its four bladed arms. Hundreds of dagger-like spikes, each only a foot long, shot out frantically from its bladed limbs. Each arm bristled with dense spikes—over a hundred per arm!
Four hundred spikes flew from the four arms!
“Kill!”
The Silver Jiao soldiers, their eyes red with fury, galloped forward. But when they were still thirty zhang from the city wall, the spikes—moving so fast they became phantoms—streaked through the air!
Thwack!
Thwack!
Like skewers on a spit, one spike pierced the first soldier, then the second, the third… traveling along a single straight line, the spike shot straight through them all!
And it wasn't just one spike! It was over four hundred!
Buzz~~~ Buzz~~~
A zone of death composed of over four hundred spikes descended upon the charging Silver Jiao cavalry. Thwack, thwack sounds, dense as falling rain, tore through armor and flesh. In perfect unison, the leading several thousand Silver Jiao soldiers crashed from their horses!
Several thousand men fell from their mounts—a truly spectacular sight!
Rumble~~ The sound was like massive stones hitting the ground. The fallen knights dragged their feet caught in the stirrups, causing many horses to collide, leading to chaos. Thousands of men lay sprawled on the ground, and the rampaging horses completely blocked the path of the soldiers behind them.
“Ah!”
“Help me, save me!”
“Brother!”
Piercing cries faintly emerged from the thousands who had fallen. The spikes had pierced their bodies. While some unlucky ones were killed instantly by wounds to vital areas, the vast majority were severely injured. However, the large wounds inflicted by the spikes bled continuously, filling the air with the scent of blood.
Silence! Utter silence!
Whether it was the Guiyuan Sect soldiers on the wall or the Silver Jiao soldiers who hadn't charged yet in the distance, everyone stared blankly at the thousands of troops who had fallen in just one or two breaths of time.
These were the elite Silver Jiao Army!
Finished in the time it took to draw a breath!
“Demon, demon.”
“Impossible, impossible.”
“Is this… is this a god? A god?”
The Silver Jiao soldiers who hadn't charged completely broke down. Some even screamed, immediately turned their horses around, and fled. This wasn't war; it was slaughter! A one-sided massacre!
Rattle~~ The battlefield was filled only with the painful cries of the fallen soldiers and the neighing of numerous horses.
Shock.
Not just the common soldiers were stunned; even the Blind Sword Saint and the Black-Haired Hunter suspended in mid-air were shocked. Almost every gaze was fixed on the single human and single monstrous-looking figure that had landed amid the heaps of corpses and gravely wounded soldiers.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The dense spikes curved from a distance and flew back to the side of the Six-Legged Dao Chi, all embedding themselves back into its four bladed arms.
“Dao Chi, thank you.” Teng Qingshan glanced at the Six-Legged Dao Chi beside him. Teng Qingshan had long known this ability of the Dao Chi… Recall that releasing only two or three projectiles was enough to threaten Void Realm experts. Of course, releasing over four hundred at once was a greater drain on the ‘god,’ and the power of each individual spike was somewhat reduced.
But for slaughtering an army, it was absolutely the best and fastest method!
“Jing Yi, you—” The Blind Sword Saint’s face turned black with anger; he wanted to speak but didn't know what to say.
“Iron Blind Man, didn't you say you would spare my life and destroy Guiyuan Sect?” Teng Qingshan’s voice, in the early morning light, echoed across the entire battlefield, resonating between heaven and earth. “My Guiyuan Sect has tens of thousands of people. Your Silver Jiao Army has only lost a few thousand so far—just an appetizer. Did the appetizer taste good? Want another taste?”