Upon the snowy mountain peak, Teng Qingshan sat cross-legged in meditation. The battle with that Red-Eyed Snow Lion Beast last night had wounded his waist.

“The internal gang-force is actually much better at healing the body than I previously imagined. In just one night, I’ve recovered eighty percent!

If I have another day of daylight, I should be completely healed.” Teng Qingshan opened his eyes and gazed toward the grasslands below the mountain. A massive, surging army was already appearing on the plains below.

“These are all first-rate warhorses from the grasslands, and every warrior is clad in armor! An army like this would be considered elite even on the vast plains of the Nine Provinces.” Teng Qingshan watched the relentlessly advancing army and couldn't help but sigh.

On the Nine Provinces plains, it was always said that the grasslands were barbaric and backward. There was much disdain for the Great Grasslands, but everything Teng Qingshan had discovered along his journey suggested the complete opposite!

Especially the Northern Grasslands! Almost everyone practiced inner strength, and the constant competition between tribes meant there were many powerful experts among the grassland peoples.

“It’s him! That murderer, it’s him!!!” A burst of excited shouting rose from below, the voices carrying far.

Teng Qingshan, high on the mountain, frowned slightly. He noticed the knight seemed to be pointing in his direction: “Is he saying I am the murderer?” With Teng Qingshan’s keen eyesight, he immediately recognized the knight: “Isn't that the cavalry leader from when I was at the Qilian Tribe?” “This army must belong to the Gale Tribe.” Teng Qingshan smiled and shook his head, grabbing the wooden crate package he had just finished making the previous night and slinging it onto his back.

“Facing an elite army of this size… even a Xiantian Golden Core expert could only flee… However, I am not the same as a Xiantian Golden Core expert.” Teng Qingshan carried his pack and strode down the mountain. “My waist injury isn't fully healed.

I can’t be bothered with them!” The ice-cold snow mountain. Step by measured step, he descended quickly to the foot of the mountain.

Teng Qingshan looked out at the vast, surging army ahead and called out in a loud voice, “You must be the army of the Gale Tribe… I don’t wish to start a great slaughter today!” With that, Teng Qingshan simply took the adjacent small path, intending to walk around the edge of the army. “Surround him!” A loud roar echoed across the grassland sky.

“Rumble~~~” Thousands of horses charged wildly across the plains; it seemed the very earth trembled before the might of the massed army. “Awooo~~~” The knights roared in wild excitement, like a pack of frenzied wolves.

Teng Qingshan was merely walking at a normal pace and naturally could not keep up with the galloping warhorses. Teng Qingshan scanned his surroundings.

The countless cavalrymen had completely encircled him, their silver-gray armor reflecting cold light. The warhorses snorted, and plumes of white mist jetted from their nostrils.

Yet, every knight remained calm, maintaining the ring without making a move. “State your name!” A deep, resonant voice carried from the crowd, echoing across the grassland.

Teng Qingshan’s gaze instantly pierced through the dense ranks, spotting the army general, surrounded by others, clad in luxurious golden-yellow fur robes and wearing an iron helmet. The ruby atop the iron helmet was exceptionally conspicuous, further enhancing the general’s noble air!

“And who might you be?” Teng Qingshan laughed aloud, barely glancing at the thousands of soldiers before him, giving them no heed. “Insolent!” A subordinate near the general immediately shouted a reprimand.

The general, however, raised a hand to stop his subordinate and spoke in a clear voice, “I am ‘Yilede’ of the Gale Tribe! I respect powerful warriors.

Warrior, tell me your name!” “Yilede?” Teng Qingshan looked towards the general seated high upon his horse behind the thick press of men and laughed, “You possess some courage. I will tell you my name—Huhe!” “Huhe?” The general’s expression remained unchanged as he gazed at Teng Qingshan, trapped amidst the cavalry.

He spoke, “Warrior Huhe! While I respect powerful warriors, you killed dozens of outstanding warriors of the Gale Tribe.

My Gale Tribe absolutely cannot let this pass… I order you to come back with me to the Gale Tribe to accept punishment! I will spare your life, and I will allow you to redeem yourself through service!

Under my guidance, you will become the fiercest warrior beneath the Great Celestial Gods.” Teng Qingshan’s face broke into a smile upon hearing this. It was indeed laughable.

Asking him to become his subordinate? Given the inherently fierce and ruthless nature of the grassland people, they naturally respected formidable warriors.

It was normal that killing dozens of knights would spark their admiration for talent. But for him to join them?

To fight under that general? “Yilede!” Teng Qingshan smiled at the general, “I advise you to take your men and go back the way you came!

Otherwise—it will be too late for regrets!” In the distance, the general, still surrounded, narrowed his eyes. “General, this Huhe is too arrogant.

A rebellious fellow like this will only submit to the battle blade!” the cavalry leader beside him grumbled indignantly. With the might of an elite legion, even a Xiantian Golden Core expert would have to steer clear!

As for Void Realm experts? These knights probably didn't even know that Void Realm experts existed.

The long-silent general spoke coldly, “Take him down for me!” The voice echoed across the grassland sky, yet the vast majority of the thousands present did not move. Only a small contingent of knights began to advance.

“Oh, interesting!” Teng Qingshan looked closely and saw that a line of knights, numbering over a hundred, had their warhorses linked together by iron chains, forming a hundred-horse continuous line. Each soldier held a long spear in his hand!

Linked Cavalry? Teng Qingshan watched with keen interest: “Although I’m not familiar with grassland horses—most horses on the Nine Provinces plains are known for excellent stamina, capable of carrying heavy cargo.

These warhorses before me, once they charge at full speed, can certainly generate the force of ten thousand jin! A hundred warhorses combined?” “Charge!!!” Following a hoarse roar.

“Crack!” “Crack!” The grassland knights lashed their warhorses severely, and the steeds screamed and galloped forward. One hundred warhorses covered only twenty or thirty zhang before accelerating to an astonishing speed.

A hundred warhorses, armored and bearing heavily armored knights— A single heavy cavalryman, just the weight alone, approached a thousand jin. At this high velocity, their impact force was terrifying.

Watching the thundering charge that seemed to make the very earth tremble, Teng Qingshan couldn't help but shake his head: “You refuse the path to heaven, yet insist on entering the gates of hell.” Facing the charging cavalry force, Teng Qingshan never considered evasion. “Charge!” Came another command.

Indeed, three more cavalry units charged in succession, but these units did not use iron chains; instead, they brandished massive nets woven from ropes as thick as a man’s arm. Dozens of points on each net were affixed with large stones.

The stones were being held by these knights. “Awooo~~~” The first wave of charging knights howled excitedly, rushing forward like a towering flood.

Teng Qingshan watched the scene calmly, then suddenly, he stretched out both hands! “Thud!” His hands acted like iron maces, grasping the iron chains firmly.

The entire linked formation of over a hundred horses had its center point seized, while the other horses continued to gallop with full effort. If it were a Xiantian Void Core expert, the force of that hundred-plus heavy armored warhorses charging would absolutely not be stopped.

But today, it was Teng Qingshan! Teng Qingshan stood like bedrock, his feet seemingly rooted to the spot.

Unable to pull Teng Qingshan down, the warhorses were doomed! “Rumble~~~” Many warhorses were dragged by the chains and crashed into each other, resulting in immediate chaos, horses falling and men being thrown.

“Hiss hiss~~” The fierce impact caused Teng Qingshan’s hands to momentarily pause. Teng Qingshan gripped the chains with both hands, roared, and shouted, “Rise!!!” With a mighty heave of his arms, he began to swing them wildly!

One had to admire the custom-forged iron chain locks; they could indeed withstand the impact force of hundreds of thousands of jin generated by a hundred charging horses. Therefore—when Teng Qingshan used his strength to swing them now, the chains didn't break, but many warhorses fully entangled in the chains were flung into the air!

Whoosh~~~ At least ten warhorses, completely bound by the chains, were tossed into the air, screaming miserably. The other eighty-plus horses were thrown about, crashing into each other.

Many grassland warriors were either hurled away or crushed together by the colliding steeds. A scene of overturned horses and men!

“Warrior! Truly a warrior!” The general watching from a distance finally showed surprise and exclaimed, “He must be a Xiantian Solid Core or Xiantian Golden Core!

Impressive, impressive!” However, the general was not alarmed. They had anticipated facing a master before setting out.

Thus, there was a second wave! “Throw!” Came the command.

Instantly, large stones weighing over a thousand jin each were hurled violently by several strong experts. Dozens of these large stones were thrown toward Teng Qingshan simultaneously.

Immediately, a massive net descended from the sky, covering Teng Qingshan. “Throw!” Another order rang out.

The three cavalry units possessed three such nets in total. The ropes of these nets were as thick as a man’s arm, and these specially made nets were crafted to deal with powerful experts or formidable demonic beasts.

Breaking them through brute force would be extremely difficult. “Capture him!” The general shouted loudly.

As the nets were thrown down in succession, over half the surrounding warriors leaped off their warhorses and quickly surrounded Teng Qingshan. “He’s trapped, trapped.” The grassland warriors roared in excitement as they swarmed toward Teng Qingshan.

Teng Qingshan, enveloped by the three nets, looked at the surrounding multitude of warriors and revealed a faint smile: “Ropes?” Suddenly, “Boom!” Fire-red flames erupted from Teng Qingshan’s body surface. Xiantian True Essence possesses different attributes—some are icy cold, some fiercely hot, some corrosive, and so on.

Back in Yanjiang City, Teng Qingshan killed Tie Wanmao in three moves using the ‘Crimson Tiger Roar,’ incinerating Tie Wanmao’s body. The temperature must have been astronomical!

“Sizzzz~~” Ropes capable of resisting strong forces were quickly burned through, creating large holes under the intense heat of Teng Qingshan’s Xiantian True Essence. “Hand it over!” Teng Qingshan snatched the iron spear from a warrior’s hand, pouring his Xiantian True Essence into it.

A red halo appeared on the surface of the spear, ensuring it wouldn't shatter under his immense strength. Subsequently, Teng Qingshan wielded the spear like a long staff!

Whoosh! A sweep to the left resulted in a “Boom,” the air exploding, sending high-pressure air blades scattering.

Over ten warriors were smashed to death on the spot or shredded by the air blades. More warriors were knocked flying, and quite a few were severely wounded by the air blades.

Whoosh! A swing to the right sent another group flying.

“You have more people, but do you have more sustained strength than I do?” Teng Qingshan strode toward the general’s position like a demon god. The fire-red iron spear in his hand moved carelessly from side to side, sweeping away warriors like dust, sending masses of them flying!