Perfect World: Sword of Legends

Chapter 164 A tragic victory
This scene is so tragic.

Hearing the killing sound, the remaining cultivators from the foreign land were trembling with fear. Looking at the bloody figure on the mountain of corpses, fear grew in their hearts.

During these ten days of bloody battle, all the creatures in the two worlds seemed to be blood-thirsty and the entire battlefield turned into a meat grinder. Even the iron-hearted warriors would feel tired.

Moreover, this is an invasion by monks from foreign lands, and the monks from the nine heavens and ten earths are fighting to protect it. The purposes and beliefs of the battles are different.

"Kill, kill these foreign brats. If their hands are gone, use your feet. If their feet are gone, use your mouth. Even if I die, I will bite off a piece of their flesh!"

The cultivators from the nine heavens and ten earths were like madmen, like evil spirits crawling out of hell, with murderous gleams in their eyes and exuding bloodthirsty intent.

In order to protect this land, they are willing to turn into Shuras and sink into eternal damnation!

Seeing such a scene, the monks from foreign lands turned pale. They were never afraid of killing people, and their hands were stained with the blood of countless enemies, but these enemies seemed to have turned into evil spirits, demanding their lives.

In the sky, three old ancestors were supporting the army. Although they looked calm on the surface, their fists had already turned white with clenching.

"We can't fight any longer. Everyone in the nine heavens and ten earths has gone crazy!"

The monks from foreign lands began to retreat, no longer daring to charge forward, and their morale declined rapidly like the ebbing tide.

Too many people died in this battle, no less than a hundred thousand on both sides, with corpses strewn all over the ground. Such a brutal battle had not occurred in millions of years, and the smell of blood obscured the sun and moon.

Even the immortal from the foreign land who was in charge lost his smile when he saw the tragic battle.

They came for revenge, but the development of the situation was beyond their expectations. Hundreds of thousands of troops were involved and the casualties were too great.

The cultivators from the nine heavens and ten earths were like a suicide squad, rushing forward and killing without regard for their lives. They did not consider themselves human beings at all, nor did they consider the cultivators from other lands as human beings.

I’ve seen people who are willing to die, but I’ve never seen anyone so willing to die. They are all crazy!
"What should we do? The outcome of this battle is beyond our ability to bear."

An immortal from another world said in a deep voice that the plan was good, but the result was cruel. They completely underestimated the determination and will of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

"Alas, we should have taken it slow and not started a decisive battle with the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths so soon. It was our decision that was wrong!"

Another immortal from another world sighed and realized their mistake. They took things for granted and focused their main attention on guarding against the executioner, which led to the current situation.

Unfortunately, even if I understand it now, it's too late.

"Retreat. We can't continue fighting. If we continue, those big clans will have objections. They won't tolerate using their own people to fight against the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths."

"During this period of time, many families have complained about the Anlan and Yutuo families. If this continues, I am afraid that more and more people will be dissatisfied. The attack on the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths was originally led by these two imperial families, but it caused many deaths and injuries to the elites of various families. However, the two imperial families did nothing and just talked and raised a banner."

"Many of my clansmen have also been killed or injured. To be honest, I am a little dissatisfied. Why should the Imperial Clan pay for its own losses and the face it has lost with its own blood?"

"Fellow Daoist, be careful with your words! Well, if that's the case, then withdraw the troops and stop the losses in time so that you can explain it later. Let them deal with the remaining mess themselves."

Just like that, the immortals from the foreign land have made their decision.

Woohoo!

The horn sounded, and the foreign retreat signal was raised.

Hearing the retreat horn, those foreign monks felt relieved, and a forced smile appeared on their pale faces. It was finally over and they could leave this hell.

The foreign army withdrew at a very fast speed, without any delay, as fast as a hurricane passing by.

This battle really scared them. It was so horrifying to see with their own eyes the cultivators from the nine heavens and ten earths transform from human beings into evil spirits.

They have always been suppressing the monks of the nine heavens and ten earths, looking down on them from the bottom of their hearts, thinking that they can keep ravaging them, but they didn't expect to awaken a group of evil ghosts and turn them into emotionless killing machines.

It was a completely suicidal fight, heading for death, and the enemy would be taken along with them.

Killing one is enough, killing two is profitable, killing three is glorious...

"Kill! Kill! Kill those who violate our laws!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

On the bloody land, the cultivators from the nine heavens and ten earths were like evil spirits crawling out of hell. They faced the blood moon and headed in the direction of the foreign army’s retreat, shouting and killing loudly.

Hearing the shouts and cries of killing coming from behind, the foreign monks retreated even faster. Although they also felt humiliated, the fear in their hearts could not be stopped when they thought of those evil ghost-like figures.

"Humph, you are a villain who has achieved success. Do you think you have really won with just one victory?"

An immortal from a foreign land frowned and glanced over there coldly. He was already unhappy about losing the battle, and now he was even more furious at being shown hostility by the enemy.

"Well, you also said that they are small-minded people who have achieved success, how can they last long? Let them be."

Another immortal said calmly, without any emotion.

Just like that, the foreign armies withdrew along with the immortals.

"We win, we win!"

"Yes, it was not easy. Such a victory was won with countless blood!"

"Clean up the battlefield as quickly as possible, and then return in triumph!"

Following the orders from the three ancestors, the cultivators from the nine heavens and ten earths began to clean up the battlefield.

Faced with mountains of corpses and seas of blood, the corpses of countless creatures from foreign lands and the nine heavens and ten earths were piled together. Some were even broken into pieces, leaving only broken limbs, which were difficult to identify and distinguish.

There was no other way, the army could only deal with it as a whole, burning the corpses with Taoist fire on the spot to evaporate the sea of ​​blood.

Furthermore, so many corpses piled in one place can easily cause strange changes and turn into other dangers, so after a war, it is best to deal with the corpses in a timely manner, especially when there are too many corpses on the battlefield, this must be done.

The flames were blazing, the runes were shining, the corpses of hundreds of thousands of creatures melted in the flames, the sea of ​​blood was boiling, and a pungent smell was emitted under the high temperature of the Tao fire.

The three old ancestors and all the cultivators stood there, looking at the fire in front of them with solemn expressions, as if they were seeing off the heroes of the nine heavens and ten earths.

Some men even shed tears, because there were their good brothers, good comrades-in-arms, good fathers and brothers, and good children.

The fire lasted for half a day before it stopped.

After the burning, only a thick layer of black dust remained on the ground, which was blown away by the breeze.

"Farewell to the heroes!"

The army shouted in unison, shaking the sky.

"Return to Diguan!"

The setting sun was as red as blood, and the army of nine heavens and ten earths returned to Diguan Pass in the glow of the sunset.

A few days later, the atmosphere at Diguan Pass was boiling with excitement. A great victory was won in one battle. Although it was a tragic victory, it greatly boosted the morale and spirit of the troops.

This battle displayed the momentum of the nine heavens and ten earths, and also showed majesty, which made people more confident.

"Who said that the foreigners are as strong as tigers? Who said that the foreigners are invincible? They are frightened and driven back anyway!"

"That's right. We, the cultivators of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, are not vegetarians. We will peel off a layer of skin from them even if we die!"

After the war, it was time to rest and recuperate, whether in the foreign land or in the nine heavens and ten earths. This battle was too brutal, with more than 200,000 casualties on both sides combined. The battle lasted for ten days and ten nights without sleep, which was the worst in thousands of years.

Outside the Zhengtian Palace, Yun Ying stood there, her purple hairband fluttering in the wind, making her look ethereal and otherworldly.

“A general dies in a hundred battles, and a strong man returns in ten years.”

Looking at the soldiers returning triumphantly, Yun Ying murmured to herself.

The peace and stability of the world is earned by these lovely people who sacrificed their lives and shed their blood on the battlefield.

It’s a pity that people’s hearts are too scattered in the nine heavens and ten earths, making the rewards for such efforts too small.

This is a blasphemy, but it is an unchangeable reality. Even Yun Ying cannot solve it. Even the Immortal King cannot change it.

"Although we won this battle, the price we paid was too high."

When Elder Meng Huo arrived here, he saw Yun Ying standing outside the hall, looking at the army returning triumphantly, and couldn't help but speak.

Hearing this, Yun Ying remained silent. Everyone knew that this was the price that the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths had to pay if they wanted to win.

“After so many years, who can still remember these things?”

After saying that, Yunying turned and walked into the hall.

Hearing this, Meng Huo was stunned where he was. Yes, who would remember these things in the future? No matter whether the nine heavens and ten earths would be conquered by foreign lands or not, they would all have the same ending.

"How far did Elder Yun see?"

With such doubts, Meng Huo looked into the Zhengtian Hall, then shook his head and turned away.

After this battle, the foreign land became peaceful again, and the shadow of the foreign army was no longer seen.

However, one can still see some foreign monks crossing the abyss and entering various secret places in the border areas to explore for good fortune.

For these small groups of enemies, Diguan will also send elite teams to deal with them.

Everything seemed to have returned to its original state.

On this day, an elite army of 100,000 men arrived from the sky and stationed at Diguan.

"Whose army is this? It is so powerful, and the five people in the lead all look extremely powerful. They should all be great cultivators in the Escape Level 1 realm!"

"What a big deal! Five great monks of the First Escape Realm, plus a hundred thousand elite soldiers. Which clan in the Nine Heavens do they belong to?"

"Looking at the symbol on the battle flag, it should be the Changsheng Wang family in the Ninth Heaven. Why did they send people to the Imperial Pass for no reason, and such an elite army?"

Seeing this elite army entering Diguan, many creatures in Diguan were curious and talked about it.

In many people's impressions, the Changsheng Wang family is at its peak in the Nine Heavens, and Wang Changsheng is even known as a half-step immortal, and is suspected to be living a second life.

For so many years, the Wang family has never left the Nine Heavens, and has not paid any attention to the wars in Diguan and the border areas. Why are they sending a large army to Diguan at this time?

Have you figured it out? Do you want to contribute to protecting the nine heavens and ten earths?
Or, the Wang family has other purposes for this action.

"Senior Meng! It's Senior Meng, I see Senior Meng!"

Suddenly, someone cried out in surprise and raised his hand to point at the warships appearing in the sky. There were many figures on them, all of them were cultivators of various races from the nine heavens and ten earths.

On the battlefield in the front, the person leading the charge is the great elder Meng Tianzheng. Behind him are big figures from various clans, all from the Immortal Family, the Immortal Academy, the Holy Academy, etc.

"Brother Meng, you are finally here. I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

Three golden avenues emerged, extending into the sky, and reached the leading warship in an instant.

"Brothers, long time no see!"

On the warship, the Great Elder Meng Tianzheng and other senior masters looked at the newcomers and greeted them with a smile.

"Everyone is here. All right, please come in!"

Soon, Meng Tianzheng and other big figures from various clans were welcomed into the Imperial Pass, while the Wang family’s army was left aside.

Even though they were very dissatisfied with this, the Wang family did not dare to say much. After all, they had just arrived, and even if they had 100,000 elite soldiers, it would be nothing in the Imperial Pass.

In addition, there is another point: the Wang family came to the borderland because they were punished.

The five people in the lead were the five sons of Wang Changsheng. They did wrong things in the Ninth Heaven and were held accountable by Meng Tianzheng. With the nod of the leaders of the major immortal families, they had no choice but to come to Diguan to kill the enemy and make meritorious deeds in order to clear their charges.

In other words, Wang Changsheng's five sons are all guilty here.

Wang Changsheng sent an elite force of 100,000 to his five sons, and his intention was obvious.

All this news was brought to Yunying by Meng Huo.

"By the way, Elder Yun, the ancestor will come to visit tomorrow."

Meng Huo informed him of the news and Meng Tianzheng was about to come.

"I see."

Yun Ying nodded, as she also had something she wanted to discuss with the Great Elder.

The next day, an old man in hemp clothes appeared outside the Zhengtian Palace. When the guards saw him, they all bowed respectfully and said, "Ancestor."

Meng Tianzheng waved his hand, then looked up at the three big words, and an inexplicable look appeared in his eyes.

After a few breaths, Meng Tianzheng walked towards the hall. He could already smell the fragrance of tea.

Entering the hall, he saw Yun Ying had already brewed tea. Meng Tianzheng laughed, "Haven't you finished drinking the tea I gave you?"

"After arriving here, I became busy right away. Now I have some free time. Please come in, senior."

Yunying smiled slightly.

Meng Tianzheng was not polite. He sat down casually, picked up the teacup and started drinking.

"It's only been two years since we last met, and you've grown to such a level. It's really gratifying. It's a pity that this era is finally coming to an end."

Gently putting down the teacup, Meng Tianzheng looked at the young man in front of him with infinite emotion and amazement.

Two years ago, when Yun Ying left Tianshen Academy, he was still only in the middle stage of Zhanwo Realm. Now, his cultivation level has reached the same level as his. No, it should be said that he has surpassed him.

Such an achievement is absolutely unprecedented.

Moreover, he had already learned from the ancestors of the Wei family that Yun Ying had done some earth-shaking things in the past two years, each of which was shocking.

Killing the supreme being from another world, slaying the immortal from another world, just hearing about it makes one's heart surge with excitement and full of yearning.

Meng Tianzheng thought he had the strength to kill the supreme being from foreign lands, but he was still unable to deal with the immortals from foreign lands. It was not that he thought he was inferior to him, but that he was subject to many limitations.

(End of this chapter)