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Chapter 242: Blood Feather Thirteen Shakes
"Now that the Great Peace Heavenly Kingdom has occupied the entire Wilderness, and Yao'er Consort has yet to return, I fear..." Chen Gu said softly.
Suddenly, a sorrowful atmosphere filled the entire hall. Chen Gu immediately knelt in panic and said, "Celestial Emperor, I misspoke. I hope the Celestial Emperor will forgive me."
Yang Chen shook his head, a hint of desolation in his eyes, and said, "Get up."
"Thank you, Xie Xian Emperor," Chen Gu replied as he stood up.
"Report," a soldier hurriedly entered and said anxiously.
"Speak."
"The Great Peace Heavenly Kingdom has established its territory in the Transverse Mountain Range, Forbidden Mountain Range, and Heavenly Chasm Mountain Range, setting up camp and building a city called 'Eternal Kingdom' in the Wilderness Center, which is likely the imperial city of the Dading Mountains."
"Is that all you found out?" Yang Chen asked in response. "Continue!"
"Yes. The Deputy Legion Commander speculates that by tomorrow evening at the latest, the Great Peace Heavenly Kingdom will adopt a strong stance similar to that of taking the Three Continents and will send troops to the Earth, Xuan, and Huang Continents. Moreover, all of the vanguard troops of the Great Peace Heavenly Kingdom are Fighting Saint Experts, with five million in each continent's vanguard."
"Five million Fighting Saint Experts?!" Everyone in Lingxiao Palace gasped in disbelief, thinking: "To conquer one continent requires five million Fighting Saint Experts; that's fifteen million for the Three Continents! And this is just the vanguard!"
Yang Chen remained silent for a moment before saying, "A mere fifteen million Fighting Saint Experts. The Shadow Emperor and Rain Monarch are leading one million Fighting Saint Experts to the Earth Continent to assist the Dragon Sky Immortal Kingdom in defending it."
"Yes, Celestial Emperor!"
"Demon Emperor, you and Flame Emperor lead one million Fighting Saint Experts to Huangzhou."
“Celestial Emperor, are we really going to assist Three Continents?” Thunder Emperor asked in confusion.
“The principle of 'when the lips are gone, the teeth feel cold' doesn’t need further explanation from me, right? Given the current situation, sending troops to assist other Three Continents is to send them a message,” Yang Chen replied.
“What?” Thunder Emperor asked bluntly.
Yang Chen glanced at Thunder Emperor and then said, “Unity!”
“I understand,” Thunder Emperor nodded respectfully.
“Thunder Emperor, you will go to Xuanzhou alone and cooperate with Jade Emperor to defend Xuan Continent.”
“Celestial Emperor, why should I go to Xuan Continent alone?” Thunder Emperor asked in confusion.
“Because Jade Emperor only needs one person; having more would complicate matters,” Yang Chen said meaningfully.
Although everyone was still somewhat unclear, they no longer questioned it. Obeying the orders of their superiors is the most basic principle for a subordinate and the most fundamental loyalty to their leaders.
At the gates of Transverse Mountain Range Slaughter City:
“An eighth-tier Deity without a Divine Status is like a tiger without claws; how can it threaten me in the slightest?” A man with blood-red hair and blood-red eyes, dressed in a blood-colored robe and holding a blood-colored feather fan, stood atop Slaughter City, addressing the disheveled crowd below, leading tens of thousands against War God Tong.
“Hmph! Let’s fight again!” War God Tong said, his eyes filled with rage.
“A defeated general cannot speak of bravery,” Blood Robed Youth shook his head disdainfully.
“Only by fighting again will you know!” War God Tong, burning with anger, raised his spear to the sky.
“Why bother? Ye Qiu, you go and fight him,” Blood Robed Youth said, shaking his head.
"Yes, Bloodstained Lord," a man in black armor stepped forward with his sword, speaking respectfully.
"Enough of the nonsense, Sky Tower, one shot!" At that moment, War God Tong had already charged into Slaughter City with his gun raised, thrusting forward.
"Bloodstained Lord looks down on you and refuses to engage, yet you do not know when to back off. You are truly seeking death!" Ye Qiu shook his head and said coldly, showing no concern for War God Tong's formidable thrust.
"Die!" Faced with Ye Qiu's indifference, War God Tong became calm instead. He merged with his weapon and launched a direct assault on Ye Qiu.
"Ah~" Ye Qiu sighed lightly, then drew his Longsword. The sword moved like a dragon, deflecting War God Tong's spear as he rushed in, attempting to close the distance.
The principle of "an inch longer is stronger, an inch shorter is more dangerous" was well understood by War God Tong, who naturally would not allow Ye Qiu to get close. He swept his spear across like autumn winds sweeping away leaves, aiming to strike Ye Qiu.
With no other choice, Ye Qiu raised his sword to block and used the force to retreat quickly, leaping into the air as the sword glimmered with golden light.
"Break the Sky!" War God Tong immediately retracted his sweeping motion, gripping his spear with both hands and gathering strength before thrusting upward as if to pierce the sky.
"Slash!" Ye Qiu shouted fiercely, swinging his Longsword. A burst of golden light erupted from it as he executed a powerful strike.
War God Tong met him head-on, his spear moving like a dragon as it clashed with the golden Longsword.
There was no sound at all; it was eerily quiet, creating a strange atmosphere.
Time seemed to stretch indefinitely or perhaps it was just a fleeting moment. The two separated, with Ye Qiu landing back in Slaughter City, staggering back three steps. Each step caused a tremor in Slaughter City. Meanwhile, when War God Tong landed on the ground, he showed no signs of discomfort; instead, his fighting spirit surged as he fixed his gaze intently on Blood Robe.
"Bloodstained Lord, I..." Ye Qiu began to speak but was interrupted by Blood Robe, who said, "A loss is a loss; do not make excuses for yourself."
"Bloodstained Lord, I can still fight!!" Ye Qiu said urgently, glaring angrily at War God Tong.
"Stand down!" Blood Robe said coldly.
"Yes, my lord," Ye Qiu said helplessly.
"An Eighth Stage Deity is still an Eighth Stage Deity. Even without Divine Status, you are still so formidable," Blood Robe said, gently waving his blood-colored feather fan and smiling at War God Tong.
"Enough with the nonsense. Let's fight again," War God Tong said coldly.
"Why bother?" Blood Robe shook his head slightly and said, "Is it so hard for you to accept serving the Heavenly Lord? The Heavenly Lord appreciates you very much," Blood Robe continued.
"We have different paths and cannot work together. Moreover, you have invaded my homeland, destroyed my mountains and rivers, and committed countless atrocities. How can I submit to you?" War God Tong said fiercely.
"The Third Thousand Small Thousand World is merely your temporary refuge. Why fight for it? Once the Heavenly Lord unifies the world, he will surely establish a nation. Wouldn't you be able to reside there as well?" Blood Robe said.
"Shut up!" War God Tong shouted.
"Is there any falsehood in what I say? Or perhaps..." Blood Robe attempted to manipulate his mind.
"Let’s fight. You don’t need to waste your breath trying to break my resolve," War God Tong said.
"Truly worthy of being a Deity. Then let’s fight," Blood Robe said, his eyes narrowing slightly as the blood-colored aura emanated from the feather fan in his hand, which began to sway gently.
"Blood Feather Thirteen Shakes?" War God Tong asked.
"Thanks for remembering," Blood Robe replied with a smile, but his movements did not pause at all.
"Split!" War God Tong thrust his spear forward, a surge of Fighting Spirit erupting from it, targeting not Blood Robe but the city gate of Slaughter City!
"Why go this far?" Blood Robe shook his head slightly and then waved his left hand. A brown gas, similar to Fighting Spirit but different from it, transformed into a barrier that blocked War God Tong's spear strike.
After thrusting once, War God Tong shot straight up into the sky, silver Fighting Spirit filling the spear as he gathered strength!
War God Tong understood that if Blood Robe completed ‘Blood Feather Thirteen Shakes’, then Blood Robe's strength would rise to another level, approaching a first-tier Deity, far surpassing an ordinary Demigod. If it weren't for the limitations of Divine Status, through ‘Blood Feather Thirteen Shakes’, Blood Robe would likely become a first-tier Deity directly!
"Why bother?" Blood Robe said with a tone of pity, showing no signs of movement. After saying this, War God Tong inexplicably paused for a moment; even though it was just a brief instant, it was enough for War God Tong to fall into a disadvantage.
In the blink of an eye, Blood Robe had completed the eleventh shake of ‘Blood Feather Thirteen Shakes’. Just as War God Tong regained his senses, the twelfth shake followed.
"Die!" In an instant, War God Tong closed in on Blood Robe, thrusting his spear forward, causing the heavens and earth to change color. Just as Ye Qiu, who was behind Blood Robe, was about to move, Blood Robe let out a soft sigh and said, "Why bother?" He then waved his right hand, blocking the spear thrust aimed at his chest. Following that, he swung his feather fan lightly against War God Tong's spear, redirecting its force toward the ground.
War God Tong withdrew and then thrust his spear again.
With a sweep of the blood fan, a streak of crimson light flashed toward War God Tong. The spear maintained its momentum, charging toward the blood light. After a simple touch, it surged past and aimed once more at Blood Robe.
"Why bother?" Blood Robe continued to shake the blood fan repeatedly, one after another, and in an instant completed another twelve shakes. Before colliding with War God Tong's spear, he formed a blood-colored fan that was identical to the feather fan in his hand.
As the spear tip made contact with the blood fan, they immediately became locked in a stalemate, each side exerting pressure on the other.
"My lord!" Ye Qiu said anxiously.
"Step back!" Blood Robe commanded.
With this shout, the pressure slightly eased; the blood-colored fan paused momentarily. Then, War God Tong's spear surged violently, piercing through the blood-colored fan and heading straight for Blood Robe. Unfazed, Blood Robe gently blocked it with his right-hand fan. However, War God Tong suddenly abandoned his spear and clawed at Blood Robe with his right hand. It turned out that War God Tong's earlier spear attack was merely a feint; the real threat lay in his right hand.
Blood Robe retreated violently but unfortunately left three bloody scratches on his neck from War God Tong's attack.
"I lost," Blood Robe said with a slight shake of his head.
War God Tong looked at Blood Robe, then at Ye Qiu, and said, "You haven't lost."
"Losing is losing. Tomorrow, I will withdraw my troops and return Slaughter City to you," Blood Robe replied while shaking his head.
"Master!" Ye Qiu said anxiously.
"Shut up!" Blood Robe shouted.
"Very well," War God Tong nodded.
Blood Robe watched War God Tong leave, gently stroking the three claw marks on his neck with his left hand, and said lightly, "Why bother?"
In the forest near Slaughter City, War God Tong and his tens of thousands of troops set up camp there.
"Master, why did you hold back just now and not kill Blood Robe?" one of War God Tong's subordinates asked.
"Isn't it the same to take Slaughter City without bloodshed?" War God Tong said, his pupils reflecting some complexity.
"But in the last battle, Blood Robe killed hundreds of thousands of our brothers!"
"Enough. Let's go take over Slaughter City tomorrow," War God Tong waved his hand to interrupt.
"Yes, Master. But I will report everything that happened today to Jade Emperor in full."
War God Tong turned to look at his subordinate and then casually said, "Do as you wish."
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