Simultaneous travel: I am a talented person in all the worlds

Chapter 403 The Pinnacle! The War Between Gods and Demons!
The Battle of Tianjin.

Like a thunderclap, it shattered the last illusions of all the powerful and influential families in the world.

They spared no expense and exhausted all their resources to invite more than ten renowned grandmaster-level experts, along with ancient monsters like the Immortal of Immortality, to lay a trap.

What was thought to be a sure-fire victory ended in a tragic defeat for the entire army.

When the news broke, the world fell silent.

Those forces that were originally observing and hesitating completely extinguished all inappropriate thoughts. Before the arrival of the White Lotus Sect's army, they took swift action to rectify and clean up their ranks.

Regardless of their actions.

The Dharma assembly is continuing according to the established route.

The Peacock King statue, which is over ten meters tall, slowly rotated under the push of the White Lotus Sect warriors, continuing its journey towards the north.

The wheels rolled on, trampling over the bloodstains on the ground, just like an irreversible torrent of history, rolling forward and crushing everything from the past.

This battle did not weaken the White Lotus Sect's power in the slightest; on the contrary, it surged again like oil being poured on a hot fire.

The powerful families of the world have already given up hope.

In desperation, they placed their last hopes on the corrupt Mongol Empire, which they had once looked down upon.

Hoping that the Mongol Yuan dynasty, which had suppressed China for nearly a century, would have the strength to completely crush that evil Taoist and that statue of the Ming King under the walls of Dadu!

……

Most.

On the towering city walls, banners fluttered like a forest, and swords and spears gleamed like wheat.

Three hundred thousand elite troops, clad in bright armor, stood ready, their chilling aura soaring into the sky, even staining the clouds with a metallic gray hue.

The eight top experts under the Yuan Emperor's command all emerged, each a Grandmaster of the Celestial Realm, representing the last remaining strength of the Yuan Dynasty.

Before these eight people, there was another figure standing quietly on the city wall.

He was dressed in a simple blue robe, standing with his hands behind his back. His figure seemed slender, yet he seemed to be supporting the entire sky.

Magician, Pang Ban!
Simply by standing there, he seemed to become the center of this world, the source of all power, directly suppressing all the unease and fear in the entire city.

To the Mongol people, he was not a person, but a god!
The invincible god of war!
Three days later.

As time turns, just as the sun rises and purple clouds drift in from the east, the past and present alternate on the horizon.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The heavy, thunderous footsteps came from the distant horizon, initially faint, but soon becoming deafening.

coming!

An endless black wave, together with the rising sun, slowly rose from the horizon!

It was a vast, dark expanse, stretching to the horizon, like a raging black sea, threatening to completely engulf the lonely city of Dadu.

At the very front of the army formation stood a colossal statue of the Peacock King, bathed in the morning light, its majestic countenance radiating a chilling aura.

"Drive out the barbarians and reclaim our land!"

"The Wise King descends to earth to save all living beings!"

The shouts, as loud as mountains and as powerful as the ocean, converged into a deafening sound wave that soared into the sky, causing the bricks and stones on the city walls of the capital to rattle.

An army of 400,000!
In terms of armor and weapons, they were far inferior to the Yuan army on the city walls.

However, in terms of basic qualities, they are all martial artists at the Inner Strength Realm!
Even more terrifying is the invincible will fueled by a series of great victories and the flames of revenge, as firm as iron and as fiery as fire!
Pang Ban, standing atop the city wall, silently watched this scene.

He didn't look at the dark, imposing army, nor at the enormous statue of the Ming King; he simply gazed quietly at the rising sun.

His gaze was profound, as if it pierced through the long river of time.

For some reason, this scene inexplicably reminded him of Peng Yingyu, whom he had killed not long ago.

The scene that day is so similar to today.

Peng Yingyu did the same, standing at the front of the battle, intending to turn the tide with her own strength.

In the end, however, he fell to his own fist, dying and vanishing from the world.

However, the balance of power in offense and defense is easily shifted.

A sudden, inexplicable urge welled up in my heart.

"Ok?"

Pang Ban's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Why...why did I suddenly think of this at this moment?
Could this be a sign that I, today, will meet the same fate as Monk Peng back then, and perish at the hands of this man?
Having reached a level of martial arts where the spirit can interfere with matter, he already possessed the ability to "sense the cicada's presence before the autumn wind stirs."

There's always a vague premonition about the future and about crises.

This kind of premonition is elusive, yet it is often incredibly accurate and rarely wrong.

Pang Ban trusted his intuition.

But he believed in himself even more!

Believe in your fists!

Believe in your own demonic heart that has severed all shackles and is the only one who is supreme!
He will not lose!

If fate decrees his defeat, then he will... defy fate!
A flash of demonic light appeared in Pang Ban's eyes, and the slight ripple that had just appeared was instantly extinguished by him, and his state of mind returned to its calm and undisturbed state.

"he came."

Ten li, five li, three li...

The army is pressing on the city, and the city is about to be destroyed.

The combined ferocity and malevolent aura of 400,000 people is enough to terrify even a master of innate cultivation.

On the Peacock King statue, which is over ten meters tall, the hero Mo Yu sits cross-legged as always, his eyes slightly closed, his black robe fluttering in the wind.

The next moment, he slowly opened his eyes. His gaze seemed to ignore the barrier of space, and in one glance, it collided with that extraordinary figure standing out from the crowd on the city wall amidst the thousands of troops.

Pang Ban!

"boom!"

Eyes facing each other.

No words, no actions.

A thunderous roar seemed to echo throughout the heavens and earth!
Two immense and unimaginable spiritual wills, like two stars falling from the depths of space, collided violently on this vast open space beneath the capital city!

"Om-!"

An invisible ripple, originating from the point where their gazes met, suddenly spread outwards!
A sudden gust of wind arose, sweeping up dust and sand!
The rubble on the ground was swept into the air, and then crushed into dust by the two forces of will!

On both sides, countless soldiers felt as if their brains had been struck by a heavy hammer, their vision went black, their blood surged, and some even bled from their mouths and noses, collapsing limply to the ground.

The clash of wills alone is terrifying!
"Roar!"

On the city wall, amidst the Yuan army's ranks, a ferocious beast with a tiger-like body but wings on its sides let out an uneasy roar, breaking free of its reins and trying to escape this area that made its very soul tremble.

"Humph!"

A cold snort came from Pang Ban's mouth.

The colossal beast, comparable to the peak of the Innate Realm, suddenly stiffened, black blood flowing from its seven orifices, and collapsed to the ground, never to be heard again.

Even the sky itself underwent a strange change at this moment!

Above the capital, a vast expanse of dark clouds suddenly gathered, heavy and oppressive.

Thunder rumbled and streaks of silver lightning crisscrossed, illuminating the figure on the city wall, whose clothes fluttered and whose black hair danced wildly.

Pang Ban then exuded a demonic aura that seemed to devour the heavens and the earth, as if he were a peerless demon god descending to earth from the deepest abyss!

However, the scene above the White Lotus army was quite the opposite.

The clouds have dispersed, revealing a clear, bright sky!
The rising sun on the horizon seemed to be drawn down, casting wisps of purple light that converged on the figure atop the statue of the King of Light.

Bathed in purple aura and radiating divine light, Mo Yu, the hero of the group, was like a celestial being descended from the heavens!

A demon and a god, facing off from afar!

"Stop it."

The words of the chivalrous Mo Yu were spoken softly and clearly, reaching the ears of every one of the 400,000 soldiers.

Forbidden!

The black torrent stopped abruptly in an instant!
This terrifying control caused the Yuan generals on the city walls to turn pale with fear.

"Amitabha."

The monk Wuxiang put his hands together, chanted a Buddhist mantra, and his aged face was full of worry.

He had gleaned his thoughts from the soaring fighting spirit emanating from Mo Yu.

"Benefactor Mo, your divine skills are unparalleled, and this old monk admires you. However, Pang Ban's ferocity is extraordinary and beyond compare. I urge you to prioritize the cause of overthrowing the Yuan Dynasty, think carefully before acting, and refrain from acting rashly out of personal bravery!"

The heroes, Mo Yu, turned a deaf ear.

His gaze remained fixed on the blue figure on the city wall. After three days of adjustment, the pure Yang energy surged within his Great Sun Divine Body, which had made further progress, like a mighty river!
Think twice?
He wouldn't bother with anyone else, after all, he wasn't a bloodthirsty killer.

But the opponent is Pang Ban!

This magician's talent attribute was one of the core pieces he had already planned when he envisioned his future path in martial arts.

He was determined to win this battle!
Meanwhile, on the capital city...

Li Chimei, the "human-demon" and the leader of the eight great masters under the Yuan Emperor, stepped forward and bowed, saying:
"My lord, this ferocious beast is extremely dangerous. Please allow us to lend you our assistance and fight alongside you!"

"No need."

Pang Ban shook his head, his gaze fixed on the figure in the distance, and offered a brief explanation:
"With your strength, it would be difficult to make an impact in a battle of this level. Instead, it would become a weakness, preventing me from achieving a state of mental equilibrium. In terms of mental state, you have already lost a step."

"This is my battle with him."

The moment the words left his mouth, Pang Ban's figure moved.

On the statue of the Ming King, the heroes Mo Yu also moved.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Two figures vanished from their spot at the same time!

In the next instant, the two greatest masters of the era, like two streaks of light piercing through time and space, crossed hundreds of feet and collided with a thunderous crash in the open space in front of the two armies!
"Boom--!"

Visible rings of pure white shockwaves, like ripples on water, spread wildly in all directions!

The air was compressed instantly, and the water vapor condensed into tiny droplets, creating a sonic boom like a white mist.

The earth was wailing, as if it had been ruthlessly plowed by an invisible giant plow, cracking, rolling, and exploding!

Countless pebbles and dirt were swept into the sky, only to be crushed into dust by the terrifying gale!

Even the most powerful figures on both sides, including Grandmasters at the Perfected Realm, struggled to pinpoint the rapidly moving figure, managing only to make out a blurry silhouette.

Just a moment.

The ground within a radius of 100 feet at the center of the battle sank by three inches!

Even though they were hundreds of feet apart, countless soldiers in both armies were still thrown out by the shockwave, their bodies and horses falling to the ground.

Some were so overwhelmed by the ongoing clash of their spirits that they became dizzy and disoriented, and couldn't help but bend over and vomit.

This is merely the aftermath of their confrontation!
What they were witnessing completely exceeded the scope of martial arts that everyone could understand!

A thought involuntarily surfaced in everyone's mind.

Is this... truly a power that humans can control?
(End of this chapter)