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Time passed swiftly, and Manichaeism gathered fifty thousand elite disciples to march towards Heavenly Union, causing a stir in the Western Regions. A large crowd of onlookers, astonished by Manichaeism's bold move, couldn't help but feel apprehensive. They quickly closed their mountain gates and instructed their wandering disciples to be humble and low-key, urging them not to provoke trouble and especially not to offend anyone from Manichaeism.
As Manichaeism marched confidently, how could Heavenly Union remain unaware? Before the army of Manichaeism even reached the foot of the mountain, the disciples of Heavenly Union gathered together, ready to confront them head-on. Some, severely brainwashed, believed that Manichaeism was on the decline and would be easily defeated, their eyes gleaming with eagerness for a fight.
"The Manichaeism brats are coming!" shouted a patrolling disciple on horseback at the gate of Heavenly Union, cracking his whip and spurring his horse into a gallop.
"Good! All disciples take your positions. We'll execute our usual drills and make sure the Manichaeism brats experience our strength!" An inner disciple of Heavenly Union was not only unafraid but also filled with excitement.
In recent years, Heavenly Union's power had surged, and its disciples had inevitably developed an arrogant demeanor. Proudly representing Heavenly Union wherever they went, they had gained considerable benefits for themselves and their families. Especially after Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun caught Xiong Ba's attention, many were eager to seize opportunities for merit in hopes of gaining Xiong Ba's favor and being accepted as direct disciples, thus achieving great success and fame.
"Master, should I go challenge them?" Wei Yixiao asked coldly with a smirk. Following him, several high-ranking members of Manichaeism stepped forward, eager to be the vanguard.
Jiang Han shook his head, then slammed his palm down onto the ground and leaped into the air, shouting towards Heavenly Union: "Where is Xiong Ba? Come out and face your death!"
The thunderous shouts of scolding exploded in the ears of the disciples of Heavenly Union, causing those who were close and had low cultivation to have their eardrums shattered, blood gushing out.
"Too... too terrifying!" someone stammered, clearly shaken to the core.
Especially upon seeing Jiang Han suspended in mid-air like a celestial being, many were so frightened that they instinctively dropped their weapons with a clatter.
"Is someone like this really someone our leader can defeat?" A vague doubt arose in everyone's hearts regarding Xiong Ba's chances of victory.
The inner disciple responsible for guarding the mountain gate was the first to recover, urgently shouting at those around him, "What are you all dawdling for? Shoot! Shoot!"
His shout snapped the other disciples back to reality, and they hurriedly strung their bows and shot arrows.
At that moment, Jiang Han truly felt the marvel of the Cloud Dragon Body Technique, moving through the air like flowing water. The arrows could not get close to him; instead, he utilized the Transference of Heaven and Earth and The Art of Controlling Cranes and Capturing Dragons, sweeping his large sleeves to reflect those arrows shot by the Heavenly Union disciples back with even greater speed and force.
Watching as the Heavenly Union disciples fell from the wall like dumplings, crying out in pain, the morale of the Manichaeism side surged.
Yin Tianzheng raised his spear high, exuding unmatched dominance: "Disciples of the Bright Sect, charge with me!"
He then urged his warhorse forward, forming a battle formation that surged out like an unstoppable torrent!
Jiang Han swept away all the Heavenly Union disciples blocking his path, capturing a few to interrogate about the whereabouts of Light Right Envoy Fan Yao and the Six Major Sects' captives. After twisting their necks, he quickened his pace towards a row of brightly lit houses, preparing to rescue them.
He worried that if he took too long, Xiong Ba might use them as hostages to threaten him.
The people from the Six Major Sects could be disregarded, but Fan Yao must not be allowed to fall into Xiong Ba's hands.
Fan Yao is one of the few remaining elders of Manichaeism, and he is fiercely loyal to it. If he were to die a humiliating death at the hands of the Heavenly Union, even if Xiong Ba were to be torn apart and mutilated in retaliation, it would be of no use.
When they reached a Flower Bed, Jiang Han suddenly stopped, realizing that something was amiss. It was indeed too quiet here!
"Sect Leader Jiang, you have kept us brothers waiting for quite a while!" A sinister crow-like voice came from ahead, and then twelve figures blocked Jiang Han's path.
A cold glint flashed in his eyes: "Heavenly Pool Twelve Fiends?"
The twelve people across from him were somewhat surprised. "We didn't expect that the busy Manichaeism Leader would actually know about our group of twelve brothers. What an honor!"
Xiong Ba has twelve exceptionally skilled assassins, known as Child Emperor, Iron Broom Immortal, Food as Immortal, Paper Flower, Dog King, Xi Bao, Ghost Shadow, Husband and Wife Sing Together, Fusui, Hand Dance, Foot Dance, and Matchmaker. They are collectively referred to as the Heavenly Pool Twelve Fiends.
"Twelve Innate experts; Xiong Ba really has some guts." Although the strongest among them is only at the fifth level of Innate, having twelve Innate experts is not something that even Manichaeism can easily produce.
Jiang Han's mind turned as he remarked playfully, "I wonder if the Lonely Sword Saint knows that you bunch of lowly scoundrels have allied with Xiong Ba."
Dugu Jiansheng had already advanced to Grandmaster level in martial arts over a decade ago. No one could say exactly how strong he has become now, but against a group like the Heavenly Pool Twelve Fiends, he probably wouldn't even need to draw his second sword!
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