It's useless to say anything now. As long as this person exists in the future of Qiantian Mountain, there will be no fear of ruin. Furthermore, his spear technique already contains the intent of the Raging Thunder Spear. In the Eastern Cloud Continent, perhaps fewer than fifty could truly contend with him. If the Heavenly Rank Martial Ancestors cannot intervene, assassination will be extremely difficult. I wonder if the father and son of Zong Yang will feel a crushing sorrow when they learn of this. They raised this wolf cub, only for him to ultimately benefit Zong Shouyi for nothing.

Xiong Kui frowned slightly, wanting to say more, but it eventually dissolved into a faint sigh.

"Why should I concern myself with them? If we can't hold the line now, you and I will likely be in grave danger ourselves!"

Feng Yu also gritted his teeth, his expression incomparably grim. He mused that Zong Yuan’s desperate effort at the forefront today was utterly nonsensical! He probably no longer heeded the commands of Zong Yang and his son.

But this was no longer his concern. He took a deep, sudden breath: "Zong Yuan's charge through formations is unparalleled. Up to this point, neither of our armies has had a single warrior capable of matching him. Even the three Grandmasters of the Xuanwu Sect combined cannot stop him. I fear the remaining two formations will also fail to hold. Should we transfer more men from the right flank? My Yunxia Mountain has already lost three Grandmasters. The Tiger-Leopard Cavalry, the Black Cloud Cavalry, the Black Cloud Dragon Spear Troopers—a total of over twenty thousand elites, all annihilated here. You, from Blazing Flame Mountain City, cannot possibly claim to be exerting no effort!"

Upon hearing this, Xiong Kui’s eyes immediately narrowed dangerously: "Brother Feng, isn't that pushing things too far? Since the battle began, Blazing Flame Mountain has also suffered devastating casualties. The Wind-Chasing Armored Cavalry was completely wiped out, and we lost two Grandmasters—one dead, one injured. Our losses are not significantly less than yours."

The moment he recalled the cavalry units suffering heavy losses under the bombardment of the Wind Flame Explosive Arrows, Xiong Kui felt a suffocating pressure in his chest, as if he might vomit blood. Those arrows were shot at incredibly tricky angles, managing to wipe out the most elite part of his heavily armored knights in one go! Nearly sixteen thousand casualties, and at least half of the wounded would never fully recover.

After several moments, Xiong Kui managed to forcibly calm his spirit.

At this moment, although he held some dissatisfaction toward Feng Yu, he still felt a degree of apprehension. He carefully weighed his tone: "Brother Feng, there is truly no need to worry! You know the combat power of my two divisions of Raging Bear Armored Troops; they fear cavalry charges into formations the least! Even after breaking six formations, those Xuan Mountain Armored Cavalry, if they have any strength left, will be at their limit and unable to penetrate further. I expect them to return in defeat! Even if Zong Yuan, with his unmatched ability to break formations, manages to shatter my Raging Bear Armored Troops, he will certainly suffer heavy casualties! Besides, by now, it is likely too late."

At that moment, a hundred zhang away, the three thousand Xuan Armored Knights had already covered fourteen zhang of distance and accelerated once more to their maximum speed, crashing into the final rank of the Black Armored formation.

The thunderous sound of hooves nearly drowned out the clash of weapons entirely. The armored, surging Windwing Dragon Beasts were like powerful, surging tides; the sheer impact force alone sent hundreds of the rigidly arrayed armored soldiers flying! They broke through like rotten wood, penetrating the formation within moments and causing it to show signs of collapse almost immediately.

Xiong Kui’s face paled several shades further, a hint of regret already forming in his heart. If he had known this would happen, he shouldn't have deployed his Raging Bear Armored Troops here.

A flash of anger flickered briefly in Feng Yu's eyes. Then, without a sound, he quietly retreated several steps. The few attendants beside him immediately understood, hurriedly leading dozens of warhorses away to the base of this high platform.

Just then, both men suddenly felt a heaven-shaking killing intent rushing toward them.

When they focused their gaze, they saw that the source of the killing intent was from below the high platform. A hundred zhang away, the red-armored knight stood alone at the front, charging ahead of the three thousand iron cavalry, his aura towering. The ** dragon-horned winged horse charged through these thousands of elite infantry as if traversing unoccupied territory. His cold eyes stared fixedly, causing Feng Yu and Xiong Kui to feel an icy chill penetrate to their bones instantly.

The former involuntarily recalled words spoken just a few days prior. He seemed to have told this person that the next time they met on the battlefield, he would surely take Zong Yuan’s head to use as a chamber pot.

But the current situation was that Feng Yu didn't even dare to face this man in a direct battle.

After three years of silence, Zong Yuan's explosion today revealed him to be an invincible force in battle formations, a peerless general!

The brilliance radiating from him was so dazzling it felt blinding!

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"The Sixth Formation, broken!"

"Today, horses trample a thousand armies! Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Several shouts followed one after another, almost sounding as one. Majestic and bold, with ** surging, they were united in purpose!

If earlier, when Zong Yuan roared out 'trample a thousand armies,' it was merely to bolster his own courage, then now, these three thousand Xuan Mountain Armored Cavalry truly possessed the morale to shatter a thousand armies! Nearly everyone's body surged with battle intent, their wills hardened like steel, their blood fiercely boiling! They felt no fatigue whatsoever.

With the Sixth Formation shattered, only two thousand Raging Bear Armored Troops remained before them. Each stood nearly a zhang tall, incredibly imposing. They wore unknown layers of thick iron armor covering their entire bodies. They gripped massive, double-edged great-axes nearly the size of doors, and five smaller axes were tucked into their belts for throwing.

Even the scattering of the elite Yunxia Mountain Armored Soldiers before them had not shaken their resolve in the slightest. They watched with calm, concentrated alertness. The two armies were separated by about thirty zhang, the ideal range for their throwing axes to exert maximum power.

Zong Yuan's gaze flickered slightly. The Dragon-Horned Winged Horse beneath him did not accelerate further; instead, it slowed down somewhat. He extended his left hand, first spreading his five fingers and sweeping them forward, then clenched his fist and struck out sharply.

Hu Zhongyuan understood this gesture was Zong Shou signaling to the rear, but he was somewhat confused. Tan Tao, however, grasped the meaning and shouted, "Split into two groups, spread out, drive the enemy!"

Immediately, two forward groups, about six hundred Xuan Armored elites each, scattered outward, forming a fan shape to drive the fleeing Yunxia soldiers toward the Raging Bear Armored Troops' formation.

After driving them for only about twelve zhang, the commander of the Raging Bear Armored Troops seemed to realize the danger and, without hesitation, shouted an order. Nearly a thousand three-foot-long throwing axes spun out and were hurled forth. Where the spinning blades of light passed, nearly a thousand fleeing soldiers were instantly decapitated. After the second volley of axes, virtually all the routed soldiers were cleared away.

However, at that very instant, Zong Yuan, whose horse was now galloping within ten zhang, along with the multitude of Xuan Mountain Armored Cavalry, spurred their mounts to accelerate again and charged forward. The Raging Bear Armored Troops had no time to draw their throwing axes; they could only roar like tigers and violently slash forward with their door-sized double-edged great-axes. Sheets of dazzling axe-light suddenly erupted!

Zong Yuan merely sneered and paid no heed. His Purple Thunder Spear unleashed a sudden burst of thunder, and all the lightning gathered at the spear tip exploded, actually filling a range of a hundred zhang in circumference!

Although the power of the lightning waned the further it traveled, it still caused the Raging Bear Armored Troops who were about to swing their axes to involuntarily twitch slightly.

It was only this momentary stagnation that allowed the fierce, dragon-like Xuan Armored iron cavalry to crash directly into the front of the formation! Countless spear shadows stabbed out, sharpened and made even more cutting by the momentum of the gallop. In an instant, a full five hundred Raging Bear Armored Troops were run through and killed on the spot! Some of the stronger men even impaled the corpses and hurled them back toward the enemy rear.

This iron cavalry charge remained unstoppable, engulfing everything in its path! In just over a dozen breaths of time, Zong Yuan had pierced through these two thousand heavy armored troops!

"Raging Bear Armored Troops are nothing more! The Seventh Formation, broken!"

The three thousand Xuan Armored soldiers behind them burst into loud laughter upon hearing this: "Indeed, nothing more! Too weak to withstand a blow!"

"What Raging Bear Armored Troops? Killing them today is like slaughtering dogs!"

"Truly too weak, they call themselves elites?"

"These 400,000 men, I see them as nothing more than mere weeds. With the General leading us, our three thousand Xuan Mountain Armored Cavalry will surely flatten them today!"

Behind them, Hu Zhongyuan remained silent, feeling a little jealous. Both the Raging Bear Armored Troops and the Tiger-Leopard Cavalry had caused Qiantian Mountain great losses; they were top-tier elites. Even the Xuan Armored Wind Dragon Cavalry, claimed to be their equal, was actually slightly weaker. Yet, they had been terrified before, and now they were boasting wildly.

He mused: Go ahead and brag amongst yourselves. Once the Marquis is no longer commanding you, your true nature will eventually be revealed.

He glanced once more at Zong Yuan, then swept his gaze over the battlefield behind him—a scene of chaos, with bodies strewn everywhere—and let out another sigh of wistful melancholy.

The tens of thousands of cavalry behind him followed closely, the distance between the two armies being only about a hundred and forty zhang. However, since they had completely broken through the main army's center, the tens of thousands of cavalry following behind posed no further threat.

At this point, the sharp edge of these three thousand armored cavalry could not be stopped. The enemy chariot formation opposite them was also under fierce attack and could not be broken down. Even if they didn't achieve outright victory today, they could certainly avoid defeat.

He did not know that the talisman formations on Zong Yuan’s body had all failed; they were entirely the work of Zong Shou from beginning to end. That Marquis, by remotely controlling Zong Yuan’s body, could achieve such monstrous feats. What would happen when he truly broke through to the Martial Ancestor or even the Profound Realm and commanded ten thousand troops in the future?! It turned out the Marquis, besides having spiritual comprehension in the Way of the Sword, was also so skilled in spear arts and formation-breaking techniques. Was this what was called peerless military genius?

"Damn, he's simply invincible..."

What he said was praise for Zong Shou, but the armored cavalry from Xuan Mountain City did not understand his meaning.

Their eyes lit up, and they all let out a roaring cheer.

"Purple Thunder is invincible, formation-breaking is peerless!"

Their voices were like the roar of tigers and the crash of thunder, shaking the surroundings. Even the most composed Tan Tao had an unusual glint in his eyes.

In truth, the one who should be enjoying this adoration and reverence right now should be that Marquis. In his life, he had never seen anyone who could seize every fraction of an opportunity in battle with such acuteness and maximize its utility. Such a person was born to dominate battlefields uncontested!

Zong Yuan, however, seemed not to hear, staring only at the high platform about thirty zhang in front of him, not far away.