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Chapter 169: The Power of the Arbitrator
Qin Xiaolan saved one person but fell two more. At this rate, she would not be able to save anyone. The ground before her was soaked with blood, and she looked up at the clear sky, as if pleading with the gods to open their eyes and put an end to this battle.
But there was no response. Several arrows shot toward her, and the guards beside Qin Xiaolan fell one after another. The blood of her fallen protectors splattered across her face, causing her expression to vanish. Despite their deaths, the arrows continued to rain down, striking soldiers nearby and leaving no chance for Qin Xiaolan to provide aid.
Thud, thud—the sound of soldiers collapsing echoed painfully in Qin Xiaolan's ears. She sank to the ground, trembling with rage and despair. "I am powerless," she told herself for the first time.
Sitting there in a daze, Qin Xiaolan found herself questioning whether what she was doing was right. She could save these soldiers once, but what about next time? In the end, her efforts seemed futile.
Just then, she suddenly heard thunderous footsteps. Looking up, she saw nearly a hundred members of the Hall of Malevolence Cult charging toward her with fierce expressions and weapons drawn. Qin Xiaolan's eyes widened; these cultists appeared less than human, more like monstrous beasts even more savage than Demon Beasts.
Faced with these ferocious creatures, Qin Xiaolan felt no reaction; it seemed she only wished for death, believing it might be the best release.
One Cult member wielding a barbed spear lunged at her mercilessly. But at that moment, a shadow leaped in front of her. With a roar, it shattered the spear with one claw and split the Cult member in half with another. This shadow had killed the Cultist and quickly pulled Qin Xiaolan back.
As they retreated together, all Qin Xiaolan could see were Gu Diao. The one holding her was Zang Da. Fear filled her eyes as she looked at him. Noticing her terror, Zang Da reassured her, "Don't be afraid; the Guzhao Clan is here to help you!"
Qin Xiaolan was astonished. The humans wanted to kill her, yet it was the Gu Diao who came to her rescue. Why would a group of Demon Beasts save her? In disbelief, she asked, "Are you really here to help us?"
Seeing her skepticism, Zang Da replied firmly, "Believe it or not, that's up to you!" He set Qin Xiaolan down and urged her, "Hurry! This is not a place for you."
Once Zang Da released her, Qin Xiaolan realized this was indeed happening. Her eyes filled with gratitude as she said, "Thank you."
Zang Da's irritation eased slightly. "No need for thanks; just go!" He took a few quick steps but then paused and asked, "Do you know where Ji Zichen is?"
Qin Xiaolan shook her head in confusion. " Ji Zichen? I don't know him."
Cang Da felt a twinge of disappointment upon hearing her response, but he turned away and charged alongside the other Gu Diao towards the Hall of Malevolence Cult.
Qin Xiaolan watched Cang Da's retreating figure, hope rekindling in her heart. With Gu Diao coming to their aid, the choice of the Ming Courtyard Master was undoubtedly correct. Prince Huixin was indeed an extraordinary individual. Once again, Qin Xiaolan looked up at the sky, wondering if the deities had heard her prayers and sent reinforcements that even the Hall of Malevolence Cult had not anticipated.
Without a doubt, there was nothing left to fear now. Qin Xiaolan gathered her courage anew and began searching for injured soldiers to provide whatever healing she could.
To ensure an even distribution of strength throughout the team and to fully utilize each individual's strengths, the formations of Gu Diao and the soldiers intermingled. News from Prince Huixin reached Wei Ye and Zhang City Lord, both of whom were taken aback. Wei Ye could not fathom how Prince Huixin had managed to enlist Gu Diao's help, but there was no doubt about the order; with the Guzhao Clan assisting them, their chances of victory increased significantly.
The towering figures of Gu Diao made the Hall of Malevolence Cult appear weak, yet they had begun to notice the Guzhao Clan advancing with overwhelming force. The members of the Hall of Malevolence looked ashen, while Black Thunder smiled slightly, revealing his sharp teeth.
"Now," Black Thunder called out loudly, "let these people witness the might of Gu Diao!"
As the Cult members of the Hall of Malevolence wailed and screamed, they scattered in a desperate attempt to evade the ruthless onslaught of the Guzhao Clan.
At first, the soldiers were stunned by Gu Diao's involvement in the battle, gazing in awe at everything unfolding before them. No one spoke; they were all as silent as stone statues.
However, as they witnessed Gu Diao slaying members of the Hall of Malevolence Cult, realization dawned on them that these Gu Diao were there to assist them. The soldiers began to shake off their astonishment and resumed fighting with renewed vigor.
On another side of the battlefield, Great Seat furrowed his brow tightly. He had never anticipated that Gu Diao would join the fray; his formidable forces were about to crumble like dry grass.
The members of the Hall of Malevolence attempted a counterattack, but it proved futile.
The combat prowess of Gu Diao was overwhelmingly powerful against humans. With a swipe of their claws, they could shred human flesh and bone effortlessly.
Groups of Hall of Malevolence Cult members turned into mere skeletons; their screams were piercingly shrill, each death uniquely horrific yet equally terrifying.
Ultimately, the Cult members began to flee in panic. They could not contend with a force like Gu Diao's; even their fear of the Arbitrator could not halt their retreat.
When Great Seat saw Cult crumble before the impact of Gu Diao, he wanted to rally their spirits and bring back the courage that had nearly vanished. However, he realized that he had become a commander without anyone to command. Even after he executed a few people nearby as a warning, no one paid heed to his threats.
Zhang Wenle, mounted on his steed, thought he was doomed this time. Yet, he did not expect a turn of fortune; Ji Zichen was right beside him, slaying members of Cult and protecting Zhang Wenle as they retreated. With the involvement of the Guzhao Clan, Ji Zichen felt a sudden relief from pressure. Upon seeing Gu Diao arrive, Ji Zichen was both surprised and delighted.
Ji Zichen scanned the battlefield, trying to find any familiar faces among the Gu Diao, but none were recognizable. At that moment, Zhang Wenle felt a surge of confidence. He raised his voice and pointed his sword at the retreating Cult, shouting, "The time has come! Fight for Zhang City!"
The soldiers beside Zhang Wenle responded to his call and began to advance. He glanced at Ji Zichen and added, "And for Qingyang City!"
Victory was finally within reach.
Black Thunder watched as the weakened Cult scattered in retreat, letting out a triumphant roar. He had proven to everyone the strength of the Guzhao Clan and his own nobility.
"Commander Wei," Zhang City Lord said with excitement in his voice, "They are already in retreat! The Demon Beasts have done exceptionally well! Now is our time to launch a full-scale attack."
Wei Ye and Zhang City Lord stood at the far end of the battlefield, yet they were also involved. "Not yet!" Wei Ye remained calm. "Now is not the time."
Zhang City Lord asked in surprise, "Why? What are you waiting for?"
Wei Ye replied, "The Arbitrator has not yet appeared. If they truly lack the strength to fight back, the Arbitrator will not remain hidden."
In fact, the Arbitrator had already made an appearance; it was just that Wei Ye could not see him. The Arbitrator stood atop a peak within Mountain Valley, surveying the battlefield with a commanding view. He looked down at the chaos and laughed triumphantly, "No one can defeat me; this land, this Desolate Central Plain will yield to my power!"
With a terrifying gaze cast upon the battlefield, the Arbitrator extended his hands toward it. "I will show you all that I can decide your worthless lives."
A strange light flickered around his palms.
Victory seemed assured as soldiers reveled in their joy when suddenly a beam of light descended upon the front lines. The corpses on the ground began to rise into the air, transforming into Stone Corpses. This transformation did not only affect those on the ground; anyone caught within that light—soldiers or members of Hall of Malevolence and Cult—was lifted into the air and instantaneously turned into Stone Corpses.
The Stone Corpse moved forward, crashing down onto the soldiers in the center of the battlefield. The soldiers, caught off guard by the sudden change, had no time to react. In an instant, nearly half of them were crushed, their bones shattered, while horses were driven several feet into the ground. Countless soldiers fell in that moment.
Faced with such a terrifying scene, the ongoing full-scale assault came to an abrupt halt. Panic gripped not only the soldiers but also the fleeing Cult members.
The battlefield was in chaos; neither the soldiers nor the Cult knew what would happen next. All eyes turned toward the distant peak of Evil Spirit Hall Mountain Valley, where a terrifying light radiated from someone who held the power of life and death.
The voice of the Arbitrator echoed from the peak, covering the entire battlefield. "Lowly humans, bow before me! I am your god!"
The Cult members of the Hall of Malevolence turned pale upon hearing the Arbitrator's voice. At that moment, they finally realized where the shining light on the peak originated. One by one, they knelt down, while the soldiers stood frozen in place, helpless. The voice of the Arbitrator grew louder, urging the Cult to continue their slaughter without retreat. If they showed fear and fled, the Arbitrator would abandon them.
Seeing the unparalleled power of the Arbitrator, what choice did the Cult have? As long as the Arbitrator wished, they could be slaughtered at any moment.
The kneeling Cult members heard the Arbitrator's command and dared not flee any longer. They picked up their weapons again and began to attack the dazed soldiers, who also raised their weapons in defense.
As soon as the Arbitrator saw that the Cult had begun to counterattack, satisfaction spread across his voice once more as it filled the battlefield. "Soldiers, drop your weapons! Those who resist me shall only meet death!" The disdain in his voice for humanity was palpable. "Your schemes and tricks will not succeed. As long as you are willing to submit to me, my magnanimity will forgive you."
" Ji Zichen " gritted her teeth in anger and said, "Arbitrator has appeared!"
At that moment, Zhang City Lord trembled all over. "This... this power is too terrifying!"
With a heavy gaze, Wei Ye remarked, "Where is the Arbitrator located? Now is the time for a full-on assault!"
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