silence!
A deathly silence!
The whole world was so quiet that only the howling wind could be heard!
For the first time, Gong Xichou had the illusion that his brain was burning up and turning into charcoal. He unconsciously raised his hand to pat his right ear, trying to make a non-existent obstacle appear: "Wh-what?"
Am I hallucinating?
He asked himself honestly, no matter how arrogant and domineering he was, he would never tell the incarnation of a 20th-rank Marquis that he was a living Gu worm raised by the Gongxi tribe, and one of them!
In Mama's words—
"What's the difference between this and squatting on someone's head to defecate or urinate?"
No, it's even more disgusting than pooping or peeing.
Gong Cheng looked at Ji Moqiu in near astonishment.
He barely managed to process the meaning of that sentence, and then cautiously glanced at his companion out of the corner of his eye—although he couldn't see the latter's expression from this angle, it wasn't hard to imagine how bad his mood was from the restlessness of the surrounding energy!
The killing intent gathered and condensed into a tangible ice-blue halo.
He suppressed his voice: "Say it again?"
Ji Moyu's years of patient guidance have successfully nurtured Ji Moqiu into an honest child who excels in morality, intelligence, physical fitness, aesthetics, and labor. He respects the elderly and cares for the young. When the visitor asked him to repeat himself, he answered verbatim. This time, even Chen Tang fell silent.
That's why Ji Moqiu is considered Gongxi Chou's elder brother.
Look at this, it's an absolutely unparalleled way to show off!
Listen to that foul mouth that stirs up hatred!
The old monster opposite him had a face that was even more foul than a swamp that had been fermenting for ten or fifteen days. If he weren't so powerful, he might have been driven to his death by anger! While enjoying the old monster's expression, Shen Tang was secretly on guard against any sudden killing move.
The scene I was expecting—being so angry I died—did not happen.
A pale blue hue had appeared in the other's eyes at some point. He raised his hand in a grasping motion, and everyone heard a soft cracking sound in the air. Frost gathered and extended in his palm, instantly transforming into a crystal-clear spear. This spear looked exactly like the one Yun Ce usually used.
This also shows that the two are indeed from the same lineage.
With a flick of his wrist, the tassel on the spear shaft fluttered, a striking phthalo blue. Having reached his peak of rage, he unusually calmed down, but his words were anything but friendly: "Gongxi Clan, you're doing very well!"
Every word and phrase was filled with boundless hatred.
Each word looks like it was squeezed out from a back molar.
He truly hated it to the extreme.
His life spanned over two hundred years. He received early education, rose to fame in his youth, and became a top warrior in the Northern Desert and even the Northwest Continent. For the first hundred years of his life, he struggled, fought on all sides, conquered cities and seized territories, and killed countless people... All his fame and fortune were gained by stepping on the corpses of countless enemies, crossing mountains of corpses and seas of blood to get to where he is today! For the next hundred years, he confined himself to his inner world, cultivating his character and temperament.
Nowadays—
But some say he was a treacherous insect that was being manipulated and controlled?
Not only him, but four others were also Gu worms! Qin Shaoyou was even tricked into receiving the "Enlightenment," becoming nourishment for the high priest before him! A lifetime of hardships just to fulfill one person's wishes? To be a stepping stone? Gongxi clan, how dare you?
But he wanted to dig up Ji Moxing's body even more.
Ask this high priest, this man who claims to be his closest friend, if he knew the whole truth from the beginning? If he knew the truth, what was he thinking when he said those words? It's not enough to tear Ji Mo Xing to pieces; he should be ground to dust!
Gong Cheng, who was closest to him, suddenly changed his expression.
Gong Cheng had initially thought that the avatar of a 20th-rank Marquis was only slightly stronger than himself, but when the opponent truly unleashed his aura, even he, as a companion, felt suffocated. Truly worthy of being an old monster who had lived for over two hundred years; even an avatar was so terrifying!
Buzz—
Almost the instant this force erupted, the strategic border barrier opened uncontrollably, minimizing the direct impact of the attack. A gust of wind, carrying killing intent, came straight at them. The weaker soldiers lost their footing and were blown backward by the sudden gust of wind, sliding until their energy sank, barely managing to steady their swaying, unsteady figures.
Shen Tang stood at the very front of the crowd, sword in hand.
A strong wind filled her clothes, and her hair flew wildly.
She laughed, "Gong Xichou, this time he's come for the two of you!"
Gong Xichou gripped the halberd tightly, inwardly terrified by the old monster's imposing aura. However, his composure was quickly shattered by Shen Tang's gloating words: "So what if he came for us? It's not like you, Mama, can just stand by and do nothing—"
If we can't win this fight, then we shouldn't fight in the Northern Desert.
Perfect timing! This gives him the opportunity to take Mama back to his tribe's territory and bury her!
Even if the enemy chased them all to their territory and killed them, he would have fulfilled his mission as a member of the Gongxi clan. He wouldn't feel guilty when he met the chief priest and his clan members after his death—he wasn't afraid of death. For his clan, death was the beginning of another new life. What he feared was failing his mission and being beaten by his clan members!
The eldest priest's wooden staff really hurts when it hits.
Not only does it hurt, but it also itches, and this pain and itching can last for ten days to half a month. If the curse isn't lifted, my buttocks will itch so badly they'll be scratched raw.
A single lesson can be deeply etched in one's memory for a lifetime!
Shen Tang: "..."
Hehehe, she really can't stay out of it.
Qi Shan watched with a solemn expression as the falling snow surged towards the old monster like a whale devouring its prey. In just a few breaths, hundreds of ice dragons, each a hundred feet long, materialized behind him. These ice dragons were incredibly lifelike, every scale clearly visible, their whiskers fluttering gently. They could even breathe, and with each breath, the temperature near the pass dropped slightly. The ice dragons varied in size; the two floating beside the old monster were noticeably thicker than the others.
Two enormous dragon heads surrounded him in the middle.
His hands, which were hanging in his sleeves, clenched tightly.
High Priest Ji Moqiu didn't move, and Chu Jie didn't make a move either, sensing something was wrong: "Are these ice dragons just all show and no substance?"
Large size and large number do not necessarily mean strong power.
These ice dragons are just intimidating to look at right now.
Qi Shan: "No, there are still some details missing."
Two differently colored meteors shot from the pass toward the old monster.
Chu Jie couldn't see what was missing and was about to ask where it was when Qi Shan's gaze fell on the tip of the spear in the old monster's hand. The spear tip, forged from ice and snow, lightly touched the left eye of the dragon's head, and the previously dull and lifeless ice dragon instantly came to life.
Qi Shan said, "It's like adding the finishing touch to a painting."
The dragons began to riot the moment they awoke.
They flew towards the two incoming meteors.
Shen Tang stepped onto the dragon's horn, gliding along the smooth, translucent scales, her silver-white armor erupting from within. She clashed head-on with the entangling icy breath, causing the ice beneath her feet to crack and shatter repeatedly. Ice crystals flew everywhere she went.
Compared to her dexterity, Gongxi Chou was far more violent.
The Courage Totem directly clashed with the Ice Dragon.
In Gong Cheng's eyes, this scene was tantamount to suicide.
Both Shen Tang and Gong Xi Chou are exceptional talents of their time. If they don't perish prematurely, their advancement to the twentieth rank of Che Hou is a certainty. Their talent surpasses that of everyone present, but—no matter how good their talent, if they fail to mature, they are essentially useless. Even if the old monster is merely an avatar, it is still an avatar of a twentieth rank Che Hou, and there is an insurmountable gap between them!
This chasm was enough to kill them.
Gong Cheng watched quietly, showing no intention of joining in for the time being. The old monster's aura was also repelling Gong Cheng's attack.
This gave Gong Cheng a slight sense of relief, but a feeling of indescribable melancholy washed over him: "This time, there's no escaping—"
Just like last time, escaping is no longer an option.
If those few people could escape, could the guards at the pass escape?
It's clear that Kang's national fortune is stronger than Beimo's; five years have created a significant gap, allowing them to preserve their strategic strongholds during this night raid. However—national fortune is finite. They might survive this time, but what about next time, or the time after that? This is merely a temporary solution.
As the person involved, Yunda did not think that way.
He was also one of the few remaining people in the world who had dealt with the High Priest during the peak of the Gongxi tribe, and he knew very well that the presence of a High Priest in a battle and the absence of a High Priest in a battle were two completely different things! However, he was still confident that he could kill all three of them here!
A century of deception must be avenged in blood!
"Autumn in Jimo—"
Qi Shan was the first to lose her composure.
Almost the instant he shouted, the wooden staff fell to the ground, its red flowers swaying in the wind. Ji Moqiu's eyes, which had been clear and innocent before, now held a hint of something. He held the staff in one hand and prayed with the other, and then a giant phantom quietly appeared.
Judging from its shape, the shadowy figure is a woman.
She wore a light and flowing veil and a conical hat.
The moment it appeared, Ji Moqiu's aura completely transformed, and even his appearance matured by a third. Chu Jie's attention was drawn to the commotion, and he vaguely felt that Ji Moqiu looked somewhat familiar. It seemed like he had seen him before? If only he could put on the wide robe and hood... Chu Jie raised his hand to shield his eyes, blocking most of Ji Moqiu's face, and distant memories suddenly surged towards him like a tide.
This person looks just like the Lord's Courage Totem.
The only difference is the aura.
Ji Moqiu is a living, breathing person, while the Martial Gallant Totem is not; the latter isn't even considered a living being. From this perspective, the lord's connection with the Gongxi clan is far deeper than imagined. In the instant Chu Jie was stunned, two suddenly rising auras formed a pincer movement with the enemy. Gongxi Chou's wild, noisy laughter echoed throughout the strategic pass: "Hahahaha, brother, that's great! So exhilarating!"
A streak of dark green light swept through the enemy with unstoppable force.
It was easy to pierce from the dragon's head to its body.
The Martial Gallant Totem was overwhelmed by the ice dragons, who clashed, entangled, and exploded, their breath freezing its body. The Totem was wounded in no time, but a gentle breeze caused its blood to transform into thick, ferocious armor on the dark green python's body. This armor's style was identical to Gong Xi Chou's martial armor! Even when another ice dragon crashed into it and exploded, it left no trace. The Totem suddenly sprang to its feet! And Gong Xi Chou? His tail practically flew to the sky!
As he charged forward, he reached up and hooked his collar.
With a tearing sound, the shirt, which was not covered in armor, was ripped apart.
He casually displayed his well-defined, bulging muscles. Despite being a martial artist, Gong Xichou had finely sculpted skin and clearly defined muscles. Anyone who saw him could tell that beneath this youthful physique lay a vibrant life force and intense, fiery energy.
The top was missing, but fortunately the bottom was intact.
A barely perceptible ray of light merged with the circular clan mark on his shoulder blade, and the mark beneath his skin seemed to come alive in that instant, writhing and expanding throughout his body. The mark multiplied, then multiplied again! A boundless life force filled him completely in that moment. Yun Da's killing move also reached his heart at that instant!
bite--
The spear tip clashed with the unremarkable scales of the armor.
Gong Cheng could almost foresee Gong Xichou's fate of having his heart pierced, but before that thought could dissipate, he was shocked to see Gong Xichou grab the tassel part of his head, tighten his grip, and pull him violently towards him. All the force was concentrated on his forehead, and with a loud thud!
"You are nothing but an incarnation!"
Gong Xichou raised his hand and brushed the left breastplate.
He grinned, revealing a set of bright white teeth: "A mere avatar, not even a living being, is actually afraid of having its head blown open? Haha!"
Gong Cheng didn't know what Yun Da was thinking, but at this moment he really felt that Gong Xi Chou was a bit crazy. Risking having his heart threatened, he used his own head to ram the other person's head. It just didn't seem normal! And he wasn't the only one with this thought.
Shen Tang said, "Gong Xi Chou!"
Even if it's an incarnation, it's a deadly one.
Is this guy insane?
In fact, Shen Tang was about to go crazy.
Her Martial Spirit Totem malfunctioned for some reason, failing to sense anything at all. She had just been about to summon two high priests—double the joy, a little shock to the old monster! But unexpectedly, the Martial Spirit Totem, which was always at her beck and call, would fail her at this crucial moment.
The summons seemed to sink without a trace, receiving no response.
The only saving grace is that Jimo Qiu is reliable.
The moment she felt the vigorous life force coursing through her body, Shen Tang no longer hesitated. She immediately amplified her aura to its maximum and joined forces with Gong Xi Chou. Little did she know that at that moment, a faint outline of a mark was gradually appearing on her fair forehead, and a strange scarlet tinge was rising from her lower eyelids.
The Mother's Sword in her hand carried the power of thunder, tearing a platinum rift in the dark sky like a meteor, and a thunderclap struck the ground, attacking Yunda.
clang--
The impact shattered into countless sword lights.
The sword energy clashed, and even a slight approach would create the illusion of being sliced into a thousand pieces, yet Yun Da, the target, remained calm.
"Heh, so it wasn't two who slipped through the net, but three." Although Shen Tang didn't possess the unique aura of the Gongxi clan, his intuition told him that this person was also one of them. He would kill every single member of the Gongxi clan. "A mere trick!"
Chu Jie and the others noticed a detail—the ice dragons that were shattered by Gong Xichou's Martial Courage Totem would soon be glued back together by the drifting snowflakes, completely intact, after dissipating.
Even his breathing was exactly the same as before.
And as their source, Yunda suffered no loss.
This means—
At this moment, the world is also aided by Yunda.
“Heaven and earth are working together. There’s something wrong with this blizzard. If we don’t cut it off at its source, our lord and the others simply can’t afford to keep up.” Martial artists who can continuously draw strength from the environment to fight a protracted battle are always very difficult to deal with, and Chu Jie didn’t want to encounter them.
Ji Moqiu said, "We can afford to wait."
Chu Jie looked at him: "How do we stall?"
Ji Moqiu's gaze was not on the battlefield, but on the phantom behind him. His eyes were momentarily dazed, but he quickly regained his senses and replied, "He borrows the power of the wind and snow, while I borrow the power of the earth. Before our divine power is exhausted, his enemy is this land."
Chu Jie said, "That's it?"
Which one consumes more energy?
Don't forget, Gong Cheng hasn't made a move yet.
Can our side outlast Yunda and withstand their combined attack?
Ji Moqiu: "Let's wait and see. The goddess worshipped by our clan has a rather slow temper. When she gets angry, it takes some time."
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