The Jurchens of the North, like the Golden Horde, worshipped the Vajra Wheel Temple.
Back then, those small tribes on the northern grasslands actually worshipped the Vajra Wheel Temple; they had no other choice.
However, the Jurchens of the North, because of the hatred of the past, had long since chosen to convert to other religions. After their tribal power grew, they openly believed in the Five Immortals lineage, and those shamanic disciples from outside the Great Wall were all honored guests of the Jurchen nobles.
As a Jurchen prince, Shigeli was not actually a shamanic disciple. Rather, he and his shamanic disciples had reached some kind of agreement with the Five Immortals lineage, so they could even borrow more power from the Five Immortals lineage than some shamanic disciples.
The Five Immortals' true forms cannot leave the White Mountains and Black Waters; the farther they travel, the weaker their power becomes.
However, as long as the Northern Jurchen dragon vein extends, and as they conquer cities and seize territories, the power of the Five Immortals can continue to wherever the Northern Jurchen dragon vein extends.
Therefore, the agreement signed between the Five Immortals and the Northern Jurchens was not a discipleship agreement, but a blood pact!
The Jurchen people of the North devoted their entire tribe to worshiping the Five Immortals, who in turn gambled on each other's dragon veins and national fortunes to support their growth and expansion.
At this moment, as Shigori cut his palm, the blood did not drip to the ground, but instead meandered and condensed in mid-air, transforming into a miniature snake.
The miniature serpent was incredibly lifelike, its scales tinged with black and red, and a faint bulge on its head, as if something was about to break through its scales and emerge.
"Shigeli, this place is quite far from the Changbai Mountains and the Heilongjiang River. The power I have added has weakened. If you want to use stronger power, you will have to consume your own blood and energy."
You'd better be prepared to use as much power as you can, otherwise once I start amplifying my power, it won't be able to stop."
The miniature serpent spoke in human language, its voice as majestic and awe-inspiring as a thunderous roar.
Shi Geli nodded respectfully and said, "I understand. Please, Lord Chang Tianlong, use your supernatural powers."
If we succeed in this battle, our Jurchens will be able to replace the Golden Horde and become the rulers of this northern land!
At that time, all the tribes in the entire northern grasslands will have to worship the Five Immortals lineage!
"good!"
As Chang Tianlong finished speaking, a burst of azure light enveloped all the Jurchen archers.
All the Jurchen cavalry, along with their warhorses, underwent a strange transformation.
Their blood and qi surged, making them strong and powerful, and their entire bodies were infused with a fierce aura, with Shi Geli undergoing the most significant change.
His eyes seemed to have transformed into the pores of a snake, and the blue light on his body seemed to have solidified, transforming into armor resembling snake scales.
In an instant, demonic energy surged up, even reaching the sky.
"kill!"
With a sharp shout, tens of thousands of archer cavalry charged straight at the unsuspecting Zhou army that was still attacking the capital.
At this moment, Yang Cheng was still pondering how he could get that old fellow Bastu to talk.
However, the next moment, he suddenly felt a powerful aura coming from him. He turned around and saw a large group of cavalrymen with a demonic aura surging towards him.
"Enemy attack! All troops retreat to block the enemy!"
Yuwen Du's expression changed abruptly, and he quickly began to arrange his troops to block the Jurchen cavalry.
It wasn't that Yuwen Du was careless; he was also afraid that the Golden Horde might have some reinforcements, so he had already set up sentries in the distance.
However, the Jurchen cavalry arrived too quickly; his scouts had barely spotted them when they were already upon him.
Their speed was almost superhuman. Accompanied by a surge of demonic energy, the Jurchen archer cavalry had almost reached them, skillfully drawing their bows and shooting down the rear troops of the Great Zhou.
The light cavalry of the Golden Horde were skilled in mounted archery and were highly agile and adaptable.
The cavalry of the Great Zhou Dynasty were skilled in charging, obeyed orders without question, and were perfectly disciplined.
The Jurchen cavalry combined the strengths of the Golden Horde and the Zhou Dynasty cavalry, possessing unparalleled archery skills while maintaining a disciplined formation. They would directly use powerful bows to kill enemy soldiers during their charge, their power comparable to that of small crossbows.
Caught off guard, the Zhou army was pierced by the Jurchen archers, resulting in countless deaths and injuries.
Yuwen Du wanted to send troops to the rescue, but Yang Cheng stopped him.
"Don't send ordinary soldiers to their deaths; these Jurchens are suspicious."
Yang Cheng could tell that the power they possessed was not internal energy or qi, but it was stronger than internal energy or qi.
Its power is domineering and eerie, making it far more difficult to deal with than ordinary martial artists.
"Keep an eye on this old man for me, make sure he doesn't die."
Only Bastu knows about the clues to Mount Ling and the Buddhist kingdom on earth, and Yang Cheng can't let him die like this.
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Cheng's Soul-Severing Spear condensed a torrent of bloodlust, and he leaped directly off the city wall, thrusting the spear straight at the Jurchen archer cavalry!
This place was originally a battlefield of hundreds of thousands of people, with bloodlust rising to the sky all around.
Moreover, Yang Cheng had already absorbed a portion of the Blood Fiend Qi before, and now that he had pushed the Seven Killings Star Lord's inheritance to its limit, the Blood Fiend Qi tainted by this spear was simply astonishing.
The crimson spear light, hundreds of feet long, shot out like a dragon, piercing through the Jurchen archers and creating a huge hole.
This attack killed at least a hundred archer cavalrymen, but these archer cavalrymen were indeed the elite of the Jurchens, each one incredibly brave and fierce.
Faced with Yang Cheng's power, which was comparable to that of a god or Buddha, they were not afraid at all. Instead, they turned their horses around and surrounded him, firing a volley of arrows at Yang Cheng.
However, before the arrows could even touch Yang Cheng, he used his powerful mental energy to freeze them in mid-air, then forcefully changed their angle, shooting them off their horses.
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