Infinite Puzzle City

Chapter 685 This is my older brother!
Suddenly, a cloud of dust rose from the western horizon, obscuring the sky, as 30,000 heavily armored cavalrymen surged in like a black tide. The sound of their iron hooves pounding the ground was like muffled thunder, sending chills down everyone's spines.

"Tens of thousands of heavy cavalry??? Are you crazy??? Can Ruzhou really support that?"

The crowd could hardly believe it; even at the height of the empire's power, the concept of tens of thousands of heavy cavalry was merely a concept.

This guy could probably muster two or three thousand men for a large army, let alone tens of thousands? They wouldn't even dare to dream of such a number.

The deafening sound of iron hooves abruptly ceased under the command of the black banner, and tens of thousands of cavalrymen stood silently in the distance, as quiet as a pile of dark stones.

But this silence only instilled fear in everyone.

Orders must be obeyed without question, even for warhorses. It would be nearly impossible for tens of thousands of infantry, let alone tens of thousands of cavalry, to achieve this.

But now that such a thing is happening right in front of them, these rebel kings who hold great military power cannot help but fall into self-doubt.

The King of Wu's eyes were bloodshot; he was on the verge of madness.

If he hadn't lost the Ghost Commander's Flag, and with tens of thousands of his own ghost soldiers here, these iron-clad creatures wouldn't be able to swagger around in front of him.

Thinking of this, King Wu looked towards Xiao Ran in the distance.

Unexpectedly, at this very moment, Xiao Ran's actions were nearing completion.

The pitch-black Mount Tai grew larger and larger, pressing the ghostly figure down and rendering it unable to move. As for the elders of the Spirit God Sect, they were already lying on the ground, the mountain of flesh on their backs growing larger and larger, their spines cracking and popping. The immense pressure had crushed their internal organs into pieces.

"What are you waiting for? Make your move!"

Xiao Ran glared at Liu Mu, who then snapped out of his daze. It was no wonder he was so slow to react; Xiao Ran's methods had reached a point where they could contend with the very thoughts of these demon gods.

Even if it's just a wisp of their true consciousness, such progress is already unimaginable in the present moment.

Reminded by Xiao Ran, Liu Mu dared not hesitate any longer. He took a deep breath, and black flames erupted from his body, transforming into a twisted black shadow that lunged at the dissipating ghost shadow.

The six-armed monster let out a shrill cry like a baby's wail, and was frantically entangled by the black mist as if drawn to a magnet.

The ghostly figure was already suppressed by Xiao Ran. Even with the support of the bloodstains of several elders of the Spirit God Sect, it could only watch helplessly as it was gradually devoured by the Six Eyes.

In just a short while, it was completely devoured by the six eyes.

After his primordial spirit was complete, Liu Mu immediately unleashed a torrent of demonic energy, and his entire demeanor underwent a dramatic transformation.

"Hahaha, it's finally perfect!!"

Liu Mu opened his arms wide, a satisfied smile on his face. After expending so much effort, he had finally succeeded in bringing himself into this world.

Just as Liu Mu was feeling smug, he suddenly sensed something was wrong. He turned around and saw Xiao Ran holding the [Decapitation Blade] and staring at him with narrowed eyes.

Stared at by Xiao Ran's unfriendly gaze, Liu Mu trembled almost instinctively and quickly put on a flattering expression towards Xiao Ran.

He ran up to Xiao Ran excitedly: "Brother Xiao, look at me... my primordial spirit is already perfected, can you please stop keeping me in the gourd? What Qinghai can do, I can do too. From now on, if you tell me to go east, I will never go west."

Although Liu Mu had regained his strength, Xiao Ran in front of him was no longer the same as before. Moreover, Xiao Ran had a portrait of Plum Blossom Taoist in his hand. Liu Mu's strength had greatly increased, but he dared not have any improper thoughts.

Moreover, following Xiao Ran's side seems to be a good choice. Although it did not meet his own expectations, at least it was legitimate.

"it is good!"

Xiao Ran enveloped Liu Mu with her spiritual power, and only after confirming that he had no resistance did she put down the [Decapitation Blade] in her hand.

Liu Mu turned around and stood beside Xiao Ran, looking in the direction of King Wu and the others, his eyes already turning bloodshot.

"These bastards, why don't you just leave them to me?"

With his six eyes licking his lips, his strength was now completely restored after his primordial spirit was restored. He no longer had the primordial spirit seal like the old demon Qinghai, and was able to unleash the full power of a malevolent being.

Dealing with the King of Wu and his ilk would be a piece of cake.

"No need!"

Xiao Ran looked up at the cavalry to the north, her smile gradually brightening: "My elder brother has arrived."

"Your older brother??"

Liu Mu looked somewhat bewildered. He had never met Lu Cheng before. When Xiao Ran found him, she threw him directly into the Yin Soldier Gourd.

Hearing Xiao Ran mention "elder brother," he couldn't help but wonder, "So confident? Is your older brother some kind of big shot?"

Thinking of this, Liu Mu felt a little annoyed. He was, after all, a demon king, and now that his primordial spirit was perfected, how many people below the heavens could stand shoulder to shoulder with him? It was only because you were an inspector that he was being treated this way; otherwise, he would have left long ago.

However, when Liu Mu followed Xiao Ran's gaze and looked ahead...

Suddenly, as if a tide had parted, a crimson steed charged out from the dense mass of heavy cavalry.

The moment the crimson fire dragon steed shattered the dust, the entire battlefield seemed to be frozen by an invisible pressure.

Sparks kicked up by the horse's hooves condensed into blood-red trails in the air. Even before the horse arrived, everyone felt that terrifying aura had already enveloped them.

That is the spirit of "I will go even if there are thousands of people against me".

This made the King of Wu and his entourage breathe rapidly.

"That is……"

Liu Mu stared at the figure on horseback, his pupils suddenly contracting as he stared intently at the newcomer, his facial muscles twitching involuntarily.

"He...he..." Liu Mu's mouth gaped open, and he could barely speak.

The man on horseback was clad in golden armor and held a long-handled broadsword.

His beard was two feet long, his face was like a red date, his lips were like painted rouge, he had phoenix eyes and silkworm eyebrows, and when his phoenix eyes were slightly open, it was as if they contained thunder.

Not only did the person look alike, but what was even more terrifying was that Liu Mu saw a huge phantom behind this man, and the golden-red evil energy burned his primordial spirit painfully.

Liu Mu's legs went weak, and he almost collapsed to his knees, his lips trembling: "Lord Guan Yu?!"

"So alike, so incredibly alike! Even more alike than when I first met him!"

Wu Man squinted at Lu Cheng riding on his warhorse, and couldn't help but recall the song Lu Cheng had sung in the village that day.

Unexpectedly, when they met again, Lu Cheng was even more robust than before, and his appearance was exactly the same as that of Guan Yu.

"It's not as simple as it seems."

Dai Long stared intently at Lu Cheng, his eyes wide with disbelief. He saw the dazzling golden body behind Lu Cheng, and the power of his vows soaring into the sky like smoke.

Seemingly realizing something, he turned to look at Jin Chanzi: "Could he be...?"

Jin Chanzi nodded: "A natural-born spirit medium, his destiny is in harmony with the divine."

"Hiss!" Dai Long gasped, "So the rumors were true."

The so-called spirit medium is a mediator between gods and humans or between ghosts and humans.

Generally, spirit mediums worship gods of lower rank, such as various princes (plague gods), Prince Nezha, Baosheng Dadi, Kaizhang Shengwang, the Three Mountain Kings, Lu Xianzu, and so on.

But Lu Cheng in front of me was different. He was a born spirit medium and was destined to be in harmony with the destiny star of a certain deity.

Although they cannot invoke other deities to possess them, their innate affinity with the divine stars allows them to exert the power of the gods to a greater extent.

To some extent, they can even be understood as the embodiment of this deity walking in the human world.

"brother!!"

When Lu Cheng saw Xiao Ran, he shouted at her.

The sound was like a thunderclap, drawing everyone's attention.

The King of Wu's face turned even paler, while the King of Fu and the others twitched their skin, lowered their heads, and waved to the people behind them, signaling them to step back.

He couldn't help but feel secretly relieved that he hadn't had time to deal with these people yet, otherwise they would have been in big trouble.

Putting aside the 30,000 iron cavalry, this guy in golden armor alone was enough to make their scalps tingle. Looking at him, he was tall and strong, carrying a long sword, with the demeanor of a war god. Who wouldn't feel terrified at the sight?

"Second brother, didn't you say they had no backing? Why are you saying that now?"

Gu Xintang turned to look at Gu Xiangyun, and his words immediately made Gu Xiangyun's face sting. He glared at Gu Xintang fiercely, then turned his head away, not daring to say anything more.

"Big Brother!!"

Before Lu Cheng could dismount, Xiao Ran eagerly rushed forward. Lu Cheng simply flipped off his horse and opened his arms to give Xiao Ran a big hug.

Xiao Ran's height wasn't short, around 1.76 meters, but she looked exceptionally small next to Lu Cheng.

"Big brother, you..." Xiao Ran looked Lu Cheng up and down and found that Lu Cheng had grown taller and taller, and his muscles were also more muscular.

Previously, when people wore this golden armor, it was the clothes that wore the people; now, it's the people who wear the clothes. The golden armor looks even more sturdy and imposing on Lu Cheng.

If Lu Cheng were standing on the stage right now, he wouldn't need any makeup at all; he would look exactly like Guan Yu.

Lu Cheng punched Xiao Ran in the chest in annoyance: "When you left, you told me to think about what career to take, but you've been gone for years."

Hearing Lu Cheng's words, Xiao Ran felt a little embarrassed. He hadn't expected that so many years would have passed since he left.

"How is Master Lai?"

Lu Cheng's second question concerned the old bald man.

When the matter was brought up, Xiao Ran looked slightly troubled: "Master Lai is doing well, but some things are a long story, let's talk about them when we have some free time later."

Hearing Xiao Ran say this, Lu Cheng knew that something seemed to have happened to Master Lai, but he knew that this was not the time or place to talk. He gently patted Xiao Ran's shoulder with his hand, which was as big as a basketball; "Okay."

As he spoke, Lu Cheng straightened up, his two-meter-tall figure resembling that of a giant. He reached out and grabbed the long sword stuck in the ground, leading Xiao Ran step by step to the front of the rebel kings.

His phoenix eyes narrowed into slits as he surveyed the faces of these rebel kings. Even Gu Xintang felt immense pressure at that moment.

After glancing around, Lu Cheng asked Xiao Ran, "Who attacked you just now?"

With her elder brother backing her up, Xiao Ran didn't hold back at all and pointed directly in the direction of the King of Wu.

King Wu was taken aback upon hearing this and hurriedly tried to explain.

But at this moment, Lu Chengren had already stepped in front of King Wu and slapped King Wu's face with a hand as big as a basketball.

Everyone felt a gust of wind suddenly rise from the ground, and the next second, King Wu was sent flying several meters away like a ball...

(End of this chapter)