Chapter 416 Seeking Tao
On the wall of the city wall, the guard saw the city gate suddenly opened below, and his face instantly turned as pale as paper.
“How could this happen…Who did this?!”
"What are you panicking about? Stay calm! Hold the battlements! Archers, get ready!"
He tried to calm the troops' morale with all his might, but his heart sank to the bottom.
The city gate has been broken and it is impossible to repair it in a short time.
After barely stabilizing the situation, he immediately replaced it with his personal guards, who leaned close to his ear and spoke very quickly.
"Quick, ask for help from Zhenbei Pass.
The gate of the city wall has been breached, and I'm afraid it was sabotaged by an extremely powerful assassin."
"yes!"
…
Yan Wujiu's face was abnormally pale. The previous attack had exhausted him greatly.
At this moment, he stood quietly on the broken city wall of the city wall, looking down indifferently at the Shuofeng cavalry surging like a black tide below.
A large number of Shuofeng cavalrymen rushed into the city wall frantically, killing anyone they saw, and their sabers swung, creating a rain of blood.
They did not stop to kill the remaining enemies, but continued to rush inward regardless of anything.
After defeating the defenders' resistance, the subsequent cleanup work was left to the rear infantry.
In an instant, the city turned into a bloody slaughterhouse, with the sounds of fighting, screams, and trampling horses ringing in the ears.
The invisible "momentum" around Yan Wujiu suddenly expanded and spread out like water waves.
Wherever it passed, the already extreme chaos seemed to be injected with a crazy catalyst, becoming even more insane and disorderly.
However, chaos is only an appearance. His way is rooted in the more fundamental and terrifying "chaos".
Since the heaven here has not given him the opportunity to achieve enlightenment, he must force himself to seize an opportunity that belongs to him in this bloody and murderous field!
Buzz!
The energy in his body began to rise steadily, surging wildly and contrary to common sense.
The bloody fighting continued on the city walls.
Broken limbs and arms were everywhere, and the blood had dyed the rammed earth red, which was then trampled into dirty mud by the chaotic horses' hooves.
He stood in the center of this Shura field and slowly opened his arms.
Looking up at the sky, the momentum rose rapidly at an astonishing speed!
To break through from the third rank to the second rank, one needs a long period of accumulation and a profound understanding of the great trends of heaven and earth.
However, at this moment, all obstacles seemed to be non-existent, and everything happened naturally, as if it were a natural progression.
An extremely slight but extremely clear breaking sound came to my ears, as if some innate shackles were suddenly broken.
The range of the "momentum" surrounding his body expanded by more than ten times in an instant, and its nature changed drastically.
From an invisible aura field, it condensed into a nearly tangible chaotic "domain" with his unique mark.
This is far from over!
The newly born "domain" is like a turbulent dark sea, colliding and expanding violently, and its scope is still spreading wildly.
The space closest to him began to show tiny wrinkles, as if it could not withstand this force.
In the distance, a thick, grayish-white fog emerged out of nowhere and quickly enveloped the entire city.
The fog expanded rapidly as if it had life, approaching the towering main gate of Zhenbei Pass in the back.
"Not enough! Not enough!"
There was a crazy red light flashing in Yan Wujiu's eyes.
Those Shufeng soldiers who rushed into the city seemed to have completely lost their minds at this moment.
They charged forward like crazy, regardless of casualties, completely unlike their usual well-trained style.
The methods used by sorcerers to control people's minds are not so simple and direct. Usually, it takes a long period of subtle influence to truly control the mind and make it do things that are completely contrary to its nature.
But Yan Wujiu, who had been promoted to the second level, did not seek complete control at this moment.
He only needs to use the chaotic field to maximize the ferocity and desire for killing in these soldiers, and that's enough!
So, the Shuofeng Cavalry advanced triumphantly all the way as if they were whipped by an invisible whip, swept by a bloody gale.
If you meet a god, kill the god; if you meet a Buddha, kill the Buddha!
The Dagan defenders, whose morale had already plummeted due to the sudden breach of the city gate, were now suffering further defeats and found it difficult to organize an effective resistance.
Finally, the strange and mind-deafening fog touched the majestic main gate of Zhenbei Pass!
The city gate was several feet high. It was made of century-old ironwood as its core, covered with thick iron sheets, and reinforced with huge copper nails as thick as bowls.
Behind the door is a cast iron bolt weighing more than ten thousand pounds, which has stood the test of a hundred years of wind, rain and war.
At this time, Yan Wujiu had already clearly touched the mysterious door to that realm.
Although Yun Miaozi did not achieve complete success, he must have caused enough chaos to allow him, the driving force behind the scenes, to grasp enough Dao rhyme.
"Oh!"
He let out a loud roar, veins popped out on his forehead, and all the muscles in his body tensed.
His body seemed to have become several times heavier, and the bricks under his feet could not bear the weight and broke into pieces.
In the thick fog covering the Zhenbeiguan city gate, bursts of thunder-like explosions suddenly sounded out of nowhere, deafening.
The sky suddenly changed, the wind started to blow, and thick lead-gray clouds were pressing down low.
In an instant, dark clouds covered the city and threatened to destroy it!
Yan Wujiu's eyes were filled with complete madness.
It’s getting closer, very close!
He had touched the door and was about to push it open.
At the same time, fine cracks began to spread on the indestructible main city gate of Zhenbei Pass, emitting a heart-pounding groaning sound.
However, at this last critical moment, something strange happened!
Without any warning, three mysterious, ethereal yet extremely powerful auras appeared around Yan Wujiu.
Like three chains coming from the depths of endless time and space, they locked him tightly with incredible precision.
The madness in his eyes suddenly faded away like the tide, and he regained some clarity in an instant, replaced by extreme horror and disbelief.
What's going on? How...is this possible?!
The first-grade gate in front of him, which was about to open, began to fluctuate violently like a mirage, and then disappeared completely.
It was as if all the feelings of touching the way of heaven just now were just illusions created by the inner demon.
The thick fog that enveloped the surrounding area seemed to have lost its support and quickly shrank and receded, quickly revealing the city gate with cracks spreading at the rear, and those cracks also stopped expanding.
In the blink of an eye, all the strange phenomena in the sky and the earth disappeared without a trace.
"puff--!"
Yan Wujiu's body shook violently, and he suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood. His face instantly turned as pale as a dead person.
After staggering a few steps, he could no longer hold on and fell to the ground.
The muscles on his face were twisted, showing an extreme hideousness and unwillingness.
Backlash, he actually suffered a backlash from his luck!
His body trembled violently from the immense shock and anger, and he let out a beast-like growl:
"How is this possible... How is this possible!!!"
…
In the imperial study of the Dagan Palace, the aura of heaven, earth, and man flowed smoothly.
Jiang Wuya presided over the deduction, and Chu Xinglan assisted from the side to connect the auras, and the Taoist rhyme was ethereal and mysterious.
However, at this moment, where the three people's energies converged, an extremely bright and glaring red color appeared without warning.
It was like a blazing flame, or like thick blood spilling out, carrying a strong smell of ominousness and murder.
Chu Xinglan's expression suddenly changed, and he cried out in shock:
"not good!"
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