"Well, not only Wu Song, but also Lu Zhishen, the Flower Monk of the Heavenly Lone Star, Lin Chong, the Leopard Head of the Heavenly Hero Star, and Gongsun Sheng, the Cloud Dragon of the Heavenly Leisure Star, these four are also breaking through the limits of the Great Luo and joining the ranks of Quasi-Saints!"
Cao Ya was not surprised by the breakthroughs of these four people.
He was already the most outstanding master of the Great Luo realm, with no flaws in aptitude, comprehension, Dao heart, or will.
Amidst the fierce battles on the battlefield, feeling unparalleled pressure, and then experiencing a sudden enlightenment, one can instantly advance in rank!
"Perhaps, in the future, they can really go further. Not to mention the advanced Quasi-Saints of the Seventh Heaven, even the ultimate Quasi-Saints of the Ninth Heaven, or even the weak Saints... are not without hope."
Cao Ya pondered that once Water Margin ended, they would have digested their own achievements without being harvested by the three powerful figures... There was indeed a considerable probability that they would reach the peak of Quasi-Saint level or higher.
It should be noted that they have now broken through to the Quasi-Saint level through their own cultivation, and have not relied on the blessing of any human destiny.
The difference between the two is enormous!
Of course, for many great Luo Immortals, becoming a Quasi-Saint is a good thing, regardless of the path they took.
Therefore, Cao Ya discovered that figures such as Wuyun Laozu, Zhenze Longjun, Wulong Dawang, the Eight Demons of Wanhuashan Holy Church, as well as Elder Lingkong, Zixia Zhenren Li Hanling, and Dongfang Taiyue Laoxianweng all had red eyes filled with envy and jealousy!
"He actually... broke through to the Quasi-Saint realm..." Ancestor Wuyun's expression was complicated. He had cultivated for hundreds of millions of years, yet he was still stuck at the peak of the Great Luo realm. That one step was always just out of reach, and he never had any hope of crossing it. But this Tiger-Slaying Wu Song...
"Ancestor Wuyun, please hear me out!" Fang Tianding shouted, "The flesh and blood of such a powerful being must be incredibly delicious, containing boundless energy, and even possessing the divine essence of Wu Song's Great Dao Laws!"
"If we slaughter it and then divide it among ourselves, wouldn't everyone have the hope of becoming a quasi-saint?"
Fang Tianding's cultivation level did rely to a certain extent on the luck of humanity.
Fang La, after all, was the Holy Duke of Jiangnan in the Southern Continent. He controlled a region and naturally had the favor of the heavens.
However, even if Fang Tianding could skin Wu Song alive, remove his bones, and drink his life essence, it wouldn't be impossible for him to open the door to becoming a quasi-saint.
“That makes sense! Behold my divine power!” Old Ancestor Wuyun responded. He had already entered the fray and made his stance clear. There was no point in regretting it now; he could only go all the way down this path.
Although Wu Song is on the path to breaking through, he hasn't truly taken that step yet and still needs more time.
"Buzz." Ancestor Wuyun, a fox clan leader from the Southern Continent, possessed a top-tier spiritual treasure. Now that he activated it, its radiance filled the air and the demonic mist surged.
"Pfft!" Fang Tianding also chanted some incantation, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood essence, which soaked into his weapon and armor, turning them red and exuding a mysterious aura.
It is obvious that, given Wu Song's actions, both the human and the demon were risking their lives and sparing no effort to kill him!
"Kill!!" Wu Song roared, brandishing his monk's knife, its blade gleaming brightly, capable of shattering ten thousand paths.
His fists were equally fierce; a single punch could shatter and disintegrate even a magical artifact.
At this moment, Wu Song seemed like a war god, or perhaps a madman. Yet, the flow of his magical power and the path of his breakthrough were flawless and without the slightest flaw, revealing Wu Song's unparalleled talent.
"Swoosh." With a slash of the monk's knife, Fang Tianding's weapon was cut in two on the spot, his armor exploded, and his body was severed in two, he was dismembered.
On the other side, the Five Clouds Ancestor was in no better shape. The demonic mist was blasted away by Wu Song's punch, and blood flowed freely.
"Wow." In the blink of an eye, the two men were severely injured by Wu Song, leaving them covered in wounds.
They stared at the god-like and demonic Wu Song with shocked and somewhat frightened eyes!
"Boom!" Wu Song's gaze was cold, his dagger and fists wielding a fierce and ruthless attack, determined to crush his enemy!
Under his fierce attack, even Wuyun Patriarch and Fang Tianding could no longer escape.
"Splash!" Blood splattered from the two of them, making them look even more disheveled and in grave danger.
Their only hope is that if they win on another battlefield, their forces will come to their aid and save them from this crisis!
At that very moment, Lu Zhishen, on the other side, also recited a verse: "All my life I have not cultivated good deeds, but only loved killing and arson. Suddenly the golden rope is broken, and the jade lock is torn apart. Ah! The tide of the Qiantang River is coming, and today I know that I am who I am!"
Before he finished speaking, Lu Zhishen's aura soared straight to the heavens, reaching the quasi-saint realm!
Upon seeing this scene, Deng Yuanjue and Zhenze Longjun's expressions changed drastically.
"Oh no! This monk was already incredibly strong, and now he's advanced to a higher level. How can we possibly withstand him?" Deng Yuanjue was dumbfounded. "We're both monks, how come you're so powerful?"
Zhenze Longjun was unusually filled with regret. If he had known, he wouldn't have participated in the battle. He could have just watched from the sidelines. As a peak Great Luo Immortal, he was carefree and didn't necessarily need to crave the Quasi-Saint realm...
But at this point, thinking about these things was useless. The only thing to do was to do everything in their power to delay Lu Zhishen's advancement and wait for the help of their colleagues...
However, upon scanning with their divine senses, both of them felt a chill run down their spines.
Lin Chong, nicknamed Leopard Head, is an unparalleled master of the spear. His divine spear moves swiftly, displaying the divine power of the Lingbao sword, making him invincible!
Both Wulong Dawang and Nanli Dajun Shi Bao were completely suppressed by Lin Chong's Immortal Spear!
As for Gongsun Sheng, the Cloud Dragon... his magic was profound, and with his own strength, he actually injured both Lingying Tianshi Bao Daoyi and Zixia Zhenren Li Hanling, causing their immortal blood to flow.
The rest, such as Hua Rong, Li Kui, Qin Ming, and Hu Yanzhuo, were Liangshan leaders who, although they had not broken through to the Quasi-Saint level, possessed the power of the Great Luo Supreme, and were also quite remarkable.
Fang Jie, Wang Yin, Si Xingfang, Li Tianrun, Pang Wanchun, Lü Shinang, as well as the Eight Demons of the Holy Church of Wanhua Mountain, the Old Immortal Dongfang Taiyue, and the True Man Kanli Lu Xiuzhen, were all unable to achieve victory against the generals of Liangshan in a short period of time, and thus could not spare any attention.
"Gentlemen, where are you headed? Why don't you play with Song Jiang a little longer?" Song Jiang asked with a smile.
As they spoke, energy erupted, entangling Fang La and Elder Ling Kong, preventing them from rescuing others.
He admired them in his heart, thinking that Wu Song, Lu Zhishen, Lin Chong, and Gongsun Sheng were indeed heroes of their time!
With these four breakthroughs, the stalemate between Liangshan and Fang La's army took a turn for the better.
"Song Jiang, you're just lucky. Don't be so arrogant like a petty person who's gotten his way!" Fang La's face was gloomy.
Why is it that none of his generals were able to break through in the face of battle?
"Haha, Fang La, you, the Holy Duke of Jiangnan, are about to become a dead Duke," Song Jiang laughed, a flame flashing in his eyes, revealing his ambition.
If Fang La is defeated and Jiangnan is conquered... the Star King of Liangshan will completely occupy half of the Song Dynasty's territory, and with his power at its peak, unifying the world will no longer be a pipe dream!
Most importantly, with his strength increasing, his luck has also doubled. As a Star King, Song Jiang estimates that he could become a Quasi-Saint!
"The Song Dynasty has been unable to achieve unification for over a million years... The Northern Expedition should be accomplished by us, to restore the hegemony of the Han and Tang dynasties!" Song Jiang's heart burned with fervor.
It's much more enjoyable to establish your own kingdom and government than to accept the Song court's offer of amnesty!
On Liangshan, he was the chief leader, with a stable position and the trust of everyone above and below him.
Even after arriving at the Song court, under the Emperor Daojun, one still had to be manipulated by many officials, how lowly one was.
Anyone with a brain wouldn't be willing to surrender!
"Elder Lingkong, since you're fighting with me, Song Jiang, why are you leaving? You and Fang La haven't killed me, Song Jiang, yet!"
With a wave of his banner, Song Jiang's fortunes soared, and starlight shone across the sky, holding back Elder Lingkong and Fang La.
His goal was not to defeat two enemies at once and eliminate them, but simply to keep them occupied.
At the same time, due to the breakthroughs of Wu Song and the other three, the fortunes of Liangshan changed accordingly, and Song Jiang's power also gradually increased.
Fang La and Elder Lingkong, as rivals, felt this most deeply!
But times have changed drastically, and they are helpless to change it.
"Ah!!" Suddenly, the Five Clouds Ancestor screamed in agony. Wu Song's punch shattered his physical body, revealing his true form as a fox demon. His fur was old and soaked in blood, and he was no longer alive.
“Ancestor Wuyun…” A hint of despair appeared in Fang Tianding’s eyes.
He then followed in the footsteps of the Five Clouds Ancestor and was killed by Wu Song with a single blow.
"hiss!!!"
Hearing this powerful shout from a peak-level Grand Luo Immortal, everyone's heart skipped a beat, and they almost suffocated!
That was a Daoist master at the Great Luo limit, so how could he be as fragile as an ordinary Golden Immortal under the hands of Wu Song, the Tiger Slayer?
"Rumble!" At this moment, Wu Song was filled with overwhelming fighting spirit, which shook the starry sea.
His aura also soared beyond the Great Luo realm, officially reaching the Quasi-Saint level.
The dagger in his palm, having drunk its fill of the blood of the Great Luo, also showed signs of a leap forward.
"Thump, thump." Suddenly, Lu Zhishen's staff swept across the eight directions, killing both Baoguang Rulai Deng Yuanjue and Zhenze Longjun.
Deng Yuanjue didn't utter a sound before Lu Zhishen smashed his head, splattering his brains.
"Roar~~~" The Zhenze Dragon Lord transformed into its true form, a real dragon, but was also reduced to dust by Lu Zhishen. Amidst the mournful howls, its horns, whiskers, scales, bones, and blood scattered across the heavens and earth.
Countless beings were infected, their constitutions changed drastically, and they were given the opportunity to become immortals!
Because of Lu Zhishen's intervention, all of Zhenze Dragon Lord's will and soul essence were erased, leaving no trace, so there would be no possession or anything like that.
Besides Wu Song and Lu Zhishen, Lin Chong also wielded his divine spear, killing Wulong Dawang and Nanli Dajun Shi Bao, their souls scattered!
Gongsun Sheng, with a flick of his sleeve, manifested his supernatural powers, suppressing the Xuan Tian Hun Yuan Sword and the Demon-Slaying Sword.
Then, this dragon descended into the clouds, his figure blurred, and he unleashed a series of palm strikes, shattering the bodies of Lingying Tianshi Bao Daoyi and Zixia Zhenren Li Hanling. The two primordial spirits escaped, glanced back, and were filled with fear.
"Why are you two running?" Gongsun Sheng smiled faintly, and with a wave of his left hand, as if he also possessed the supernatural power of "a universe hidden in a sleeve," he directly swallowed the primordial spirits of Bao Daoyi and Li Hanling.
In the blink of an eye, the two experts at the peak of the Great Luo realm fell silent. Only Gongsun Sheng's sleeves swelled up twice, but quickly returned to normal, showing no sign of abnormality.
At this point, on the Liangshan side, Wu Song, Lu Zhishen, Lin Chong, and Gongsun Sheng had all become quasi-saints, and having killed their enemies, they had some free time to observe the battles in all directions!
"Run!" The Eight Demons of the Holy Church of Wanhua Mountain, Old Immortal Dongfang Taiyue, and others all had their eyes twitching. They knew that things were not going well. The situation had reversed and Liangshan was about to win a great victory. If they didn't run away now, when would they?
"Withdraw the troops!" Even Fang La knew things were going badly, so he ordered his army to hold the fortified city and not to venture out again!
Perhaps, they should openly send messengers to the Song court to discuss how to deal with Liangshan...
"Under the clear blue sky, how dare the Liangshan bandits act so violently?!"
Just then, a loud shout came from afar, followed by an army of tens of thousands of people, banners waving, with a peak-level Grand Luo as the commander, urging the military formation and gathering the magic power of the soldiers.
"Haha, the Song army? I've been waiting for you all along, and I've been ordering my troops to meet you." Yang Zhi, the Blue-Faced Beast, laughed. He had been watching the battle for a long time and was itching to fight. Now that he had the chance, he pounced on his prey like a hungry tiger, leading his 30,000 troops straight towards the Song army.
"Bang bang bang!!!"
Commanding troops wasn't Yang Zhi's forte, but witnessing his own leader's unparalleled bravery and the high morale of his troops, who fought relentlessly and never retreated, he was able to unleash 200% of their fighting strength.
The Song army, on the contrary, was panicked and felt apprehensive because of the sudden appearance of the four Quasi-Saints, but they lost much of their fighting spirit.
After a while, Yang Zhi managed to hold off the Song army.
"Heaven is going to destroy me..." Fang La sighed, as he was attacked by Gongsun Sheng's magic. He was no match for the great supernatural power of a quasi-saint, and he died in less than two moves.
"This old monk has miscalculated this move..." Elder Lingkong smiled bitterly. He thought this trip would be a piece of cake, and he would definitely complete the task hinted at by the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden in order to obtain the opportunity to become a Quasi-Saint. Who knew that he would lose his life in vain? He really lost a lot!
He looked at Gongsun Sheng and knew deeply that in front of this quasi-saint realm master, he would not even have the chance to be reincarnated!
"Thud." The demon-subduing pestle was broken by Gongsun Sheng, and Elder Lingkong also perished.
Wu Song, Lu Zhishen, and Lin Chong also took action, killing off figures like the Old Immortal Dongfang Taiyue, the True Man Lu Xiuzhen of Kanli, and the Holy Church of Wanhua Mountain.
"If only we had known this would happen, we wouldn't have shown ourselves." They were filled with regret, but it was too late. They died on this chaotic battlefield, filled with resentment.
"Holy Lord!!" Fang Jie, Wang Yin, Pang Wanchun, Lü Shinang, Li Tianrun, Si Xingfang, and others all cried out in grief, expressing their deep affection and respect for Fang La.
However, under the brutal attacks of the Liangshan leaders and with the assistance of the four Quasi-Saints, they could no longer cause any trouble. In a short time, they all died suddenly and were buried on the battlefield.
"Clap clap." Fang La's army, with its generals almost all killed or wounded, and seeing how fierce Liangshan was, had no will to fight anymore. They all abandoned their armor and weapons and surrendered to Liangshan.
Song Jiang readily accepted all offers, believing that the current Liangshan forces were far from sufficient to unify the Southern Continent.
However, we must be careful in how we use these people to prevent them from rebelling.
But Song Jiang's gaze swept over his many brothers, and he felt relieved.
As long as his group of brothers still respect his leadership, his position is unshakeable, and no amount of questioning will change that!
Under Song Jiang's leadership, Liangshan grew in strength and eventually became the number one rebel king in the land...
Brothers, what more could you possibly say?
Everything can be faked, but the front line is the only thing that is real and true.
Liangshan's territory has expanded several times over!
"Bang!" At that moment, Wu Song swung his sword and killed the Song army's commander-in-chief.
"Those who surrender will not be killed!" Song Jiang shouted, seizing the opportunity. The tens of thousands of Song soldiers were already terrified, and with their general dead, how could they dare to resist? They all surrendered.
Thus, the campaign against Fang La, the Holy Duke of Jiangnan, was a great victory!
This important tax-paying region of Southern Jambudvipa also fell under the control of Liangshan.
"Thanks to the efforts of all my brothers, once we return to Liangshan, we will certainly reward them according to their merits!" Song Jiang said with a smile.
Feeling his own magical power, and with the help of luck, he slowly and steadily advanced to the Quasi-Saint level, making Song Jiang extremely happy.
In the past, how could he have dared to hope that he would one day become a quasi-saint?!
"It's all thanks to my brother's excellent leadership."
Everyone carried the sedan chair, and none of the leaders took credit for it.
The four people who made the greatest contributions—Wu Song, Lu Zhishen, Lin Chong, and Gongsun Sheng—were not people who coveted power or status.
The few of them acted as if it didn't matter, so the people below had their own thoughts, but they had no choice but to suppress them.
Of course, Song Jiang was known for his clear distinction between rewards and punishments and his strict military discipline. Everyone believed that Song Jiang would not remain silent about such a tremendous achievement.
"Perhaps we should give Brother Song Jiang an extra layer of clothing... This empire, the Daoist Emperor of the Zhao family can sit on it, but Brother Song Jiang can't?"
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