On Tianshi Island, the reinforcements from the Heavenly God Mountain gathered with the original garrison, splitting into teams and pushing forward relentlessly.

"Divine General, that Wan Tuyou is at Crescent Gorge." Bo Rileimu strode forward with powerful steps. The intelligence chief named 'Urhan' kept pace beside him, briefing him constantly. Flanking Bo Rileimu, and trailing behind him, were masses of elite soldiers!

Dozens of squads advanced like sharp arrows shooting toward their targets.

Bo Rileimu's contingent was, naturally, the core force, cutting through brush and obstacles as they rapidly approached Crescent Gorge.

"What do you think you're doing!" A guard from the Snow Eagle Sect raised the long spear in his hand.

"Still trying to resist?"

A personal guard beside Bo Rileimu grinned ferociously, moving in a flash until he was before the sentry. A gleam of steel, and the head of the Snow Eagle Sect guard was sent flying. One was a personal guard from an elite troop; the other was a standard sentry.

The gap in power was enormous.

"Tsk, tsk." This guard licked the blood from his curved saber, smiling grimly. He turned to the other terrified sentries huddled together, his low voice echoing, "Resistors will be killed without mercy! Those who surrender... will live!"

The common sentries, looking at this army radiating such intense killing intent, were so terrified they instantly dropped their weapons.

Heavens, this Tianshi Island hadn't seen bloodshed in how many years? The role of these sentries was merely to watch and beat the miners; they were ruthless enough in that! But pitting them against a powerful elite army was sending them to their deaths!

Tap! Tap! Tap!

Quick footsteps, a disciplined army, swiftly passed by this mining site. These common sentries weren't even worth a second glance from the Heavenly God Mountain elite soldiers.

...

Bo Rileimu advanced a short distance, pushing through with unstoppable force!

They had been on Tianshi Island for half an hour already.

"Divine General, the eastern mineral deposits have been secured!" A loud roar came from the distance.

Bo Rileimu’s face showed a hint of a smile upon hearing this. Urhan beside him chimed in cheerfully, "Divine General, the south and east are now secured. At this pace, we can completely wipe out the opposition within an hour."

Suddenly—

"Kill!"

"Kill!!!"

Fierce cries of battle suddenly erupted from the distance, sounding like a pack of mad wolves howling. These shouts mingled with the thudding sound of blood spraying, and the sickening crunch of bone being severed.

"Divine General, it’s Crescent Gorge!" Urhan exclaimed in shock.

Bo Rileimu's face twisted into an icy smile: "It seems these Snow Eagle Sect members aren't willing to admit defeat... That's right, one of the Eight Great Sects of the Nine Provinces! How prestigious, how could they bow down so easily to us? Relay the order: Kill them all with everything we have!!!"

"All Heavenly God Mountain units, converge on Crescent Gorge! Attack!" A shout, like thunder, ripped across the sky.

"Awooo—"

"Slaughter those sons of bitches!"

Squads let out howls, rapidly closing in on Crescent Gorge.

"Hahahaha..." Bo Rileimu gripped his weapon, the Divine Cudgel, and his speed immediately surged, transforming into a blur as he charged toward Crescent Gorge. "You bastards of the Snow Eagle Sect, your old man is here! Clean your necks, let me do the butchering!!!"

Crescent Gorge.

This used to be where the high-ranking officials of the Snow Eagle Sect rested during their assignments. Exquisite pavilions were built beautifully here, and a winding river flowed gently by; the scenery was breathtaking. But today—

Pavilions lay in ruin, their walls smeared with dark, dried bloodstains.

Shredded flesh, broken bones, and fractured armor lay scattered everywhere. The once-clear river was completely dyed red.

"Damn you! Die!" A bald, muscular man roared hideously, bringing his massive battle saber down hard toward a soldier ahead.

Thwack! The saber pierced an existing gash in the armor, driving deeper! "Hngh~~~" The helmeted soldier let out a low groan. Before death could claim him, he tried to strike back, but the bald brute viciously kicked him in the abdomen. Thump! The soldier was sent flying backward, crashing to the ground, blood and shredded organs spilling out from the rupture in his body.

But just then, Whoosh! A curved saber swung viciously and cleaved down onto the bald man’s head.

Crack!

The head split open! A bearded soldier wearing a helmet, after killing the bald man, roared and surged toward others.

This was a battlefield! Not a one-on-one duel!

This was just one scene at Crescent Gorge. Because they held the positional advantage and were led by the Innate Golden Core expert 'Wan Tuyou', the three thousand elite soldiers of the Snow Eagle Sect were holding back the attack of the Heavenly God Mountain army here.

Whoosh! The First Divine General, 'Bo Rileimu', arrived at Crescent Gorge.

He observed the scene before him, his expression shifting slightly.

"Divine General." A commanding officer coordinating the battle behind him rushed over upon seeing Bo Rileimu, speaking urgently, "We have gathered just over four thousand soldiers here, and the Snow Eagle Sect has three thousand. Coupled with the key points they secured early on, the most critical factor is that the resident elder of the island, 'Wan Tuyou', is too ruthless. In just the time it takes to brew tea, by my estimate, we’ve lost over two hundred men."

"Oh?"

Bo Rileimu, holding his Divine Cudgel, strode directly forward while roaring upward, "Brother Huhe, where are the Divine Vultures? Hurry up!" Even an Innate Golden Core expert's true essence is limited. In a massive engagement, they aren't as formidable as demonic beasts.

"Old Brother Bo Rileimu, don't be anxious..." A hearty laugh echoed down from the high heavens.

"Cawww—"

"Cawww—"

Two sharp, high-pitched cries pierced the sky. Two colossal Divine Vultures suddenly plummeted from the heights.

Wan Tuyou, bloodied and standing at a crucial defensive line, looked up, his face changing drastically: "Blazing Wind Divine Vultures! Two of them, both Innate Golden Core level?" Despair instantly filled Wan Tuyou's heart. "Did that voice just say Bo Rileimu? The First Divine General, Bo Rileimu?"

Wan Tuyou was shocked and furious.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The two Blazing Wind Divine Vultures swooped down and then directly sprayed fire onto the Snow Eagle Sect soldiers manning the key defensive positions. Streams of white flames swept over the area. "Ah!" "Ah!" Screams rose up. Even heavy armor began to melt, and many stones cracked from the intense heat.

A few blasts of fire killed over a hundred elite soldiers!

These heavily armored soldiers would normally be difficult to kill in direct combat unless their helmets were breached or they suffered critical wounds. But under the fire, death was certain.

...

Seated on the back of a black Blazing Wind Divine Vulture, watching the Snow Eagle Sect forces below crying out in agony from the flames and on the verge of collapse, Teng Qingshan sighed inwardly.

"Xiao Jun, can the Blazing Wind Divine Vulture control the intensity of the flames?" Teng Qingshan asked.

The Scarlet Scaled Beast of the Innate Void Core level had only spat fire of this magnitude back then.

Li Jun nodded: "Of course! The Blazing Wind Divine Vulture possesses the strongest innate flames—black flames. Even they can only spit a dozen mouthfuls of black flame. But this white flame, they can spit dozens of times without issue."

Teng Qingshan nodded, then looked down again at Crescent Gorge below!

"Bo Rileimu!" A furious roar sounded. "Your Heavenly God Mountain, why are you killing my Snow Eagle Sect people? Are you declaring war between our two factions?"

"Hahaha, Wan Tuyou, I’m killing your people! So what if it starts a war? Did you think my Heavenly God Mountain fears your Snow Eagle Sect?" Bo Rileimu’s triumphant laughter echoed over Crescent Gorge.

Teng Qingshan’s gaze instantly locked onto the old man with the hooked nose, stained with blood, below.

"It’s him!" Scenes flashed involuntarily through Teng Qingshan's mind—this Elder Wan of the Snow Eagle Sect was the one who had scanned the skies searching for him, and this Elder Wan was the one who conspired with Zhao Danchen, Gu Yong, and the others to kill him, only to be blocked and severely wounded by his master, 'Zhuge Yuanhong'.

"Let's end this now!" Teng Qingshan’s eyes sharpened. Holding the Black Flame Cudgel, he leaped directly from the vulture’s back!

Swish!

Like a falling meteor, Teng Qingshan slammed down, his foot directly crushing the chest of a Snow Eagle Sect soldier, driving him deep into a stone depression. The heavy armor buckled inward, and blood seeped out from beneath it!

"Old Brother Bo Rileimu!" Teng Qingshan roared, "Leave this Wan Tuyou to me!"

"Hahaha, Brother Huhe, if you want to discipline him, fine, Wan Tuyou is yours!" Bo Rileimu laughed heartily from a distance.

Teng Qingshan stood in the midst of the Snow Eagle Sect formation, surrounded by their soldiers.

"Who the hell are you to try and kill me?" Wan Tuyou laughed wildly. He might fear Bo Rileimu, but he was confident against an unknown 'Huhe'! After all, he didn't believe that a stronger Innate Golden Core expert could be found so easily.

"Wan Tuyou!" Teng Qingshan raised the Black Flame Cudgel, pointing directly at him. "This time next year will be your death anniversary!"

"Kill him!" Wan Tuyou roared in anger.

"Truly arrogant!" The surrounding Snow Eagle Sect soldiers howled and charged toward Teng Qingshan. Even an Innate expert could perish when surrounded and assailed by a large number of heavily armored troops.

Teng Qingshan swung the Black Flame Cudgel fiercely—

Boom!

Blood sprayed, and over a dozen soldiers were flung into the air.

Whoosh! Teng Qingshan swung again, and another group of soldiers was smashed away, either dead or maimed!

Swing left, swing right!

Teng Qingshan swept through them like he was clearing debris, moving like a primordial demon god toward Wan Tuyou. These soldiers were no more than ants to him. Boom! Boom! With every heavy strike of the cudgel and the shrill screams that followed, the Snow Eagle Sect soldiers, already traumatized by the Blazing Wind Divine Vulture’s fiery slaughter, finally broke.

All the soldiers immediately backed far away from this figure of destruction.

Teng Qingshan strode toward Wan Tuyou. The so-called elite soldiers offered no meaningful resistance.

"When did the Heavenly God Mountain produce such a formidable expert? Could it be that demon 'Alada' who slaughtered twenty thousand troops of the Golden Wolf Empire? No, the demon 'Alada' wasn't from Heavenly God Mountain. Heavenly God Mountain only has eight Divine Generals in total." Wan Tuyou’s expression wavered slightly as Teng Qingshan rapidly closed the distance. He pointed a finger at Teng Qingshan and demanded, "Who are you?"

Teng Qingshan's Black Flame Cudgel was slick with blood. He grinned at Wan Tuyou:

"The man who’s taking your life!"

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