Chapter 1015

Chapter 1015: The Great Battle at Hanhai Pass (End)

Ji Shanhe and the white-haired elder’s expressions changed simultaneously.

With their cultivation levels, the combined strength of the two should have overpowered any opponent of the same tier, yet their full-force attack collided directly with Wang Chen, and it felt as if a mud cow had fallen into the sea, creating not a single ripple.

This sensation of striking into empty space and sinking into the abyss made both sixth-level martial honors feel extremely uneasy; their Qi and blood showed signs of out-of-control surges, as if their meridians might explode.

In the next moment, an overwhelming power struck them simultaneously.

The protective armor of Ji Shanhe and the white-haired elder instantly crumbled, and they were sent flying like kites with cut strings, both coughing up blood.

The two martial honors joined forces but couldn’t withstand Wang Chen’s seemingly effortless palm!

A seventh-tier Martial Saint!

At that moment, Ji Shanhe and the white-haired elder understood the type of opponent they were facing.

Shock, pain, despair, regret…

It was already too late!

Pfft!

The white-haired elder just barely fell to the city wall when a long spear, crackling with thunder and lightning, pierced through his chest.

It lifted the sixth-level martial honor of Dayan high into the air!

"No!"

Witnessing this scene, Ji Shanhe was filled with rage and grief, disregarding his own injuries. He suddenly grasped the wall’s parapet, using the momentum to leap back up, like a wounded eagle pouncing on its foe.

In that moment, Ji Shanhe activated all his potential, sacrificing his life for a desperate strike!

The white-haired elder, who had just been lifted by the spear, was not only one of the three martial honors of Dayan, but also Ji Shanhe’s close friend, who had come to assist the Yan army upon Ji Shanhe’s strong invitation.

He never imagined they would face a seventh-tier Martial Saint!

Ji Shanhe was filled with deep regret, dismissing any thoughts of self-preservation, fully aware that he wasn’t the opponent’s match, yet still desperate to save his dear friend.

His eyes turned crimson, and his hands clenched into talons, the knuckles bulging as he instantly gathered unmatched killing intent within his palms to fiercely grab towards Wang Chen’s lower abdomen!

At that moment, Wang Chen stood atop the city wall, holding the Taihao Exterminating Demon Spear. Seeing Ji Shanhe attacking recklessly, he immediately kicked forward with his right leg.

When one’s cultivation level reaches a certain stage, one is no longer restricted to mere punches and kicks, nor even to weapons; every gesture and movement holds tremendous destructive power.

Wang Chen’s kick appeared ordinary but contained the supreme surge of energy gathered from the seven bloodshed wheels, landing solidly on Ji Shanhe’s talons.

Crack!

Ji Shanhe’s pair of claws shattered as if they had collided with a stone, and his two arms burst from the impact of the energy crashing into them.

Immediately afterward, Wang Chen’s right foot struck the chest of this sixth-level martial honor.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment.

Boom!

In the next instant, Ji Shanhe was sent flying again, his body exploding into countless pieces of flesh and blood!

Wang Chen’s hands shook the long spear, and the white-haired elder was left in shattered fragments hanging from the spear tip.

Drops of blood fell from the sky.

【Fortune +650】

【Fortune +300】

At this moment, it had been less than ten breaths since the three Dayan martial honors stormed the walls of Hanhai Pass, and two of them had already perished, their bodies obliterated!

“Ah~”

Yan Xiaoyun, the commander of the Yan army, who was locked in combat with Shangguan Wuji, witnessed the horrific scene of their deaths. Overwhelmed by shock and grief, he let out a piercing wail.

Yet, the strongest martial artist of Dayan retained his composure. With a sudden punch, he forced Shangguan Wuji back and leaped down from the city wall.

Yan Xiaoyun knew all too well that victory was no longer possible. His only hope was to return to the vast army and rely on the protective aura of their battle formation.

However, despite his sound reasoning, a spear that flashed like lightning shattered his hopes!

Wang Chen struck again. The Taihao Exterminating Demon Spear surged forth like a dragon, its destructive power unstoppable, aimed directly at Yan Xiaoyun’s chest.

Yan Xiaoyun had no chance to dodge and no time to evade; he could only raise his right arm to block.

The armor he wore was the Qilin Armor, a divine weapon and one of the ten national treasures of Dayan.

Embedded in the chest, back, and both arms of the Qilin Armor were protective mirrors, offering formidable defense.

Yan Xiaoyun used the protective mirror on his right arm to fend off the Taihao Exterminating Demon Spear, hoping to buy himself a moment of survival.

Crack!

The fierce spear light struck the protective mirror first, shattering it instantly, and then the spearhead pierced through the arm armor, penetrating Yan Xiaoyun’s arm.

But as it reached the chest plate, his left hand clamped down on it with a death grip!

At that moment, the eyes of Yan Xiaoyun and Wang Chen met.

Wang Chen’s gaze was calm and unyielding, as if he had seen through the very fabric of the world, his emotions unshaken by any external force.

In contrast, Yan Xiaoyun’s eyes were a storm of emotions, filled with unfulfilled ambitions and deep regret.

Yet, there was no fear of death.

The two stood locked in a momentary stalemate, and then Wang Chen gave a slight nod to his opponent before channeling all his strength into the spear.

Pfft!

The Taihao Exterminating Demon Spear surged forward once more, piercing into Yan Xiaoyun’s body.

It struck true, right through the heart.

Yan Xiaoyun exhaled his final breath, attempting to speak, but only blood gushed from his mouth.

The once-proud champion of Dayan, who had stood tall amidst the chaos, had fallen!

【Fortune +1500】

The alert message that flashed in his vision made Wang Chen narrow his eyes.

The struggle for fortune was indeed ruthless and unrelenting!

Pfft!

Wang Chen drove the tail of the Taihao Exterminating Demon Spear into the hard parapet, hoisting Yan Xiaoyun’s corpse high for all to see.

“Yan Xiaoyun is dead!”

Shangguan Wuji was beside himself with excitement, bellowing at the top of his lungs: “Dead!”

Though the relationship between Great Liang and Dayan had always been amicable, as the defender of Hanhai Pass, Shangguan Wuji never considered Dayan a trustworthy ally.

He knew all too well that given the chance, Dayan would not hesitate to seize Hanhai Pass.

Thus, Shangguan Wuji regarded Yan Xiaoyun as his greatest adversary.

With Yan Xiaoyun’s death, Dayan had lost a towering pillar, and its strength was diminished by at least thirty percent.

Coupled with the deaths of the other two sixth-level martial honors, the Yan Kingdom was effectively crippled.

Even if Dayan had hidden martial honors, they posed little threat to Hanhai Pass now!

Yan Xiaoyun is dead?

Shangguan Wuji’s voice echoed not only across the city walls but reverberated through most of Hanhai City. The hundreds of thousands of Yan troops charging forward heard it loud and clear.

They could scarcely believe their ears, suspecting that Shangguan Wuji was spreading falsehoods to demoralize them.

Fury surged through their ranks.

Yet, the front-line Yan soldiers saw the corpse hanging high, impaled on the long spear.

It was the lifeless body of their invincible commander, Yan Xiaoyun!