Longzang

Chapter 985 The Final Chapter of Iron Cavalry
The distance of more than ten miles was nothing more than a blink of an eye for the Zhao cavalry. Their excellent warhorses could travel at full speed and still have enough energy to fight.

In the center of the cavalry, the Sixth Princess, clad in full armor, stood in the air, gazing at the Qingming army formation, puzzled as to what all those steel fortresses were for. However, upon discovering the Zhao cavalry on their flank, the Qingming army began to adjust its formation, throwing the entire force into chaos.

The woman in red said, "We can't wait any longer! They have too many fortifications. Once their main force turns around, our casualties will increase significantly!"

The Sixth Princess gritted her teeth, suppressed her unease, and ordered a surprise attack! She wanted to break through Qingming's formation before it was completed.

Watching the iron cavalry charge across the mountains and feeling the earth tremble, Wei Yuan's blood boiled. He recalled how, back in the day, he too had been at the forefront, leading a small force of cavalry through enemy lines, charging in and out as if they were nothing!
Unfortunately, time flies by too quickly, and that passionate youth is gone forever.

Now, Wei Yuan's pre-battle preparations are focused on ensuring he has enough vehicles, ammunition, and a variety of rations. Nothing else matters; many heavily armored soldiers haven't had their armor repaired in almost a year. Infantry are increasingly relegated to the role of mere decorations on the battlefield; once the battle is over, they simply occupy the territory.

In the Qingming Army, many young officers ran swiftly, leading their troops to the designated positions. They all carried rapid-fire machine guns, followed by more than a dozen people carrying ammunition boxes.

The Zhao cavalry charged swiftly, but Qingming redeployed their machine gun positions even faster. Some didn't even bother digging positions, simply mounting their machine guns on their chariots. Others simply lay prone on the ground, using their momentum to blast a shallow crater, and then crawled inside.

Wei Yuan didn't look at the rapidly approaching Zhao cavalry, but instead looked up at the sky, where there was another strange space, clearly another imperial cavalry had arrived.

On the battlefield below, the Zhao cavalry surged forward like a dark blue-black tide. When they had charged about five hundred zhang, several young officers at the forefront pulled the triggers!

chug chug!

A dull thud echoed across the battlefield as unsharpened flying swords shot towards the charging Zhao cavalry, instantly blasting bloody holes in their bodies. Even the strongest warhorses couldn't withstand more than a few sword strikes.

More and more machine guns roared into action, quickly escalating into a storm. Tanks behind them also opened fire, instantly turning the battlefield into a cloud of smoke. Every now and then, Zhao cavalrymen and their mounts were hurled into the air by the heavy artillery fire!
One out of every five flying swords fired from the Azure Rapid-Fire Cannon is of the Yang attribute. After being fired, it leaves a long, flashing trail, making it easier for the shooter to identify the landing point and guide it with their divine sense.

On the battlefield, however, due to the rate of fire, what one sees are countless whips of fire sweeping back and forth. And on a wide front, there are hundreds of these whips of fire!

A Zhao cavalryman charged out of the smoke and fire, incredibly lucky to pass between the blast points of two cannonballs, sustaining only minor injuries, and continued his charge towards the Qingming position. But the Dao Foundation cultivator reacted extremely quickly; in an instant, six or seven rapid-fire machine guns around him were aimed at him!
In the blink of an eye, dozens of flying swords pierced through the cavalryman's body. He was struck hard, thrown off his horse, and carried backward by the flying swords before crashing heavily into the dust.

The pure white warhorse neighed and fell to the ground, its immense momentum propelling it forward until it reached several feet in front of the Azure Nether formation before finally stopping, splashing mud and sand all over the Azure Nether archers.

The white horse had long since stopped moving, and there were dozens of holes in its body. Only then did a large amount of blood gush out, turning it into a blood-red horse in the blink of an eye.

This was the last cavalryman of the charging cavalry regiment, and also the closest the Zhao cavalry came to the Qingming position during the entire battle.

Thus, the first wave of 50,000 Zhao cavalrymen was completely annihilated.

Zhao's cavalry were also issued lances, but their range was insufficient, and most of them fell before they could even get within range.

The sounds of gunfire gradually subsided, and the smoke from the battlefield dissipated, revealing a hellish scene.

The cavalrymen died in various ways, lying on the ground in all sorts of contorted postures. Some fell with their mounts, their flesh and blood mingling together in a mangled mess; some were cut in half at the waist by flying swords, their entrails and intestines dragged out; some had their heads gone, their headless bodies still retaining their fighting postures... Broken spears, dulled swords, and shattered shields were scattered everywhere, like a metal graveyard.

The entire battlefield had been transformed into a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, filled with a nauseating stench of blood and rust.

Even many of the Azure Warriors were stunned, and then some of them started vomiting on the spot.

The Sixth Princess was pale. She still had 50,000 cavalrymen under her command, but the current situation clearly showed that sending them up would only be suicide. Before she could recover, the woman in red suddenly pulled her behind her and shouted to those around her, "The Sixth Princess is unwell and cannot continue to watch the battle. You must escort the princess back!"

"But..." The princess wanted to say something, but the red-clad female general covered her mouth!
The female general in red said decisively, "I commanded this battle; it has nothing to do with you! Say nothing and leave!"

Two Dharma Aspect cultivators immediately dragged the Sixth Princess away. The Sixth Princess was distraught, as if she had lost her soul, and was dragged away like that.

Wei Yuan watched from afar, feeling a pang of regret. He could only hope to find another opportunity to get to know her later.

He withdrew his gaze and looked towards the void ahead, saying, "Seniors, are you about to take action? If you do this, we'll all be at loggerheads!" Two elderly men appeared in the air, both with dignified faces and dressed in magnificent robes. Wei Yuan only recognized one of them as the Duke of Zhongguo, and knew nothing about the other elder. But judging from his attire, he should also be some kind of prince. This was a characteristic of the Zhao Kingdom's immortal clan, i.e., the royal family; there were many princes and dukes in the Imperial View Kingdom.

At this moment, strange phenomena appeared in the sky: on one side, raging waters surged into the heavens, while on the other side, towering mountains and strange peaks formed a forest. Both Imperial Realm experts had already manifested their mental worlds, the edges of which had covered the Azure Nether Army formation.

The Qingming Dao Foundation cultivators could barely hold on, but many mortal warriors suddenly clutched their throats, experiencing a severe feeling of suffocation, unable to breathe. On the other side, the warriors felt their bodies suddenly become several times heavier, involuntarily kneeling. Those with weaker cultivation levels suffered broken leg bones!

This was only because the Azure Nether Army's aura had weakened the mental world; otherwise, many warriors would have likely perished on the spot.

Wei Yuan's smile vanished, and he said coldly, "You've always been the ones to jump out during every major battle, and I've tolerated you for a long time! But times have changed! It seems that the two dukes are still living in yesterday, daring to display their mental world in front of me?"

"Very well! I'd like to see how you manage to take back this world of illusions that you've set out to!"

Wei Yuan took a step forward, instantly reaching a high altitude, towering above the two dukes. Immediately, fireworks erupted, blanketing the sky and enveloping the inner worlds of the two imperial princes!

The three mental worlds intertwined and instantly launched an attack, which was the most direct and brutal battle between the imperial realms!
The two Dukes of Zhao never expected that Wei Yuan, who was not yet a Yu Jing, would dare to fight them in the Mind World. Before becoming a Yu Jing, the Mind World was only in its embryonic form. Fighting against a true Yu Jing was no different from a child fighting an adult.

But as the world of human affairs unfolded, both dukes were shocked to find that their own mental worlds were beginning to crumble, and the pressure they were under was indescribably heavy!
They no longer dared to underestimate Wei Yuan, and instantly exerted all their strength, fighting two against one, which barely allowed them to withstand the heavy pressure of the human world.

But Wei Yuan let out a cold laugh and waved his hand, and the skies of the three mental worlds began to overlap.

The purple spots that were originally attached to the sky above the human world suddenly discovered a new sweet prey and immediately spread over it. Meanwhile, a large group of extraterrestrial monsters rushed into the stone forest and the great swamp world, searching for and devouring spiritual beings!
The two dukes were shocked and exclaimed, "Extraterrestrial demons! How come you are undergoing a tribulation of inner demons? Is this... is this the tribulation that Yu Jing should be undergoing? No, you are not even Yu Jing..."

Regardless of the two dukes' astonishment, the three mental worlds were now intertwined, making escape difficult. The smoke and fire of the mortal realm firmly suppressed two worlds, and the purple decay in the sky began to spread rapidly, expanding towards the other two mental worlds.

Amidst the bustling world, all was quiet. Mortals had all returned to their dwellings, while the immortal plant revealed its true form, concealing its aura, appearing as if it were just a plant.

Wisps of black and white mist rose from the earth, mixing together to form a vast fog. Although the fog was extremely thin, it was effective in blocking divine sense.

The two dukes also sent their divine senses into the mortal realm, but only for a fleeting glance. They were as anxious as ants on a hot plate, merely glancing casually at Wei Yuan's mental world, like trying to see through a fog—they could only see a patch of water and a small island, unable to discern anything clearly. Moreover, their divine senses were rapidly depleted upon entering the mortal realm and piercing through the fog, unable to sustain themselves for long.

Before launching the human world, Wei Yuan had already made preparations, ordering all mortals to return to their positions and the immortal plants to disguise themselves. Now, the human world appears to be a somewhat vibrant and spiritual world of the mind. Only upon closer inspection can one easily discover discord: what is the purpose of such a large and complex city? It couldn't have been built by Wei Yuan on a whim, could it?
The two divine senses of the Imperial Realm scanned back and forth, but found nothing. Their divine sense vision was severely limited, and they couldn't see that a platinum laurel tree was already eager to move as it scanned their divine senses.

The three grotto-heavens revolved far away around the three mental realms, all remaining completely still. Wei Yuan had other trump cards to deal with the mental realms of the two Imperial Realms, so there was no need to use the grotto-heavens that were far from mature.

At this moment, Wei Yuan entered the mundane world, sat down in his study, picked up the "Three Realms Auspicious Sutra" which he had only begun writing, and wrote two words: Sea of ​​Bitterness...

Suddenly, thick, leaden clouds gathered over the battlefield, and large raindrops began to fall. Lightning flashed intermittently in the clouds, and it was blood-red in color.

Beyond the mundane world, a calamity arose in the void. Countless bolts of lightning, entwined with purplish-black energy, were generated and crashed down from the sky! The two Dukes of Zhao were terrified; they had never seen such a calamity, so clearly imbued with the aura of a celestial demon.
The heavenly tribulation was originally meant for the mortal world, but at this moment, the two dukes' inner worlds were suppressed by the mortal world, so they had to face the heavenly tribulation together. Moreover, they were not the ones who were to be afflicted by the tribulation. In the eyes of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, this was interfering with the heavenly tribulation, which was even more hateful and deserved to be punished even more severely. Therefore, the lightning tribulation assigned to them was exceptionally heavy.

The two dukes were both shocked and frightened. Just as they were about to escape at all costs, dozens of scarlet sword energies suddenly burst forth from the laurel tree, instantly slicing the divine sense that swept in front of them into dozens of pieces. Then, the sword energies swirled back and swallowed the entire thing into the tree trunk.

The two dukes let out a scream, and blood instantly streamed from the corners of their eyes!

Suddenly, bulges appeared on the trunk of the laurel tree, and finally, unable to be suppressed any longer, several loud cracking sounds rang out. The bark split open in several large places, and the trunk thickened considerably, transforming into the Moonwood Jade Tree.

With the laurel-fat immortal taking the lead, the other immortal plants could not hold back and immediately displayed their skills, instantly riddling the divine senses of the two dukes with holes.

Wei Yuan was too preoccupied to notice the little movements of the immortal plants. Taking advantage of someone sharing the burden of the heavenly tribulation, he wrote with lightning speed, finally finishing the most crucial line: "When the sea of ​​suffering is extinguished, all living beings will be saved."

On the distant sacred mountain, several more lotus platforms have shattered.

(End of this chapter)