The God of Heavens

Chapter 285 Yuan Chen Dragon Guard, Martial Saint of the Western Regions

At the edge of the sandbar, yellow sand filled the sky.

In the far distance, the white peaks of the mountains appear and disappear. Oases are scattered throughout the desert, laden with dates, and lakes and rivers meander like silver ribbons, adding a touch of life to this barren land.

Suddenly, a portal to the void opened!

A troop of soldiers clad in shimmering, star-like armor marched out, armed with steel spears and longbows, their bodies shrouded in weaponry.

These people had sharp eyes and a murderous aura; their breathing rhythm was almost identical whether they were walking, sitting, or lying down.

Even if there are hundreds or thousands of such troops, they fight as one, and they are the most elite soldiers under Lin Yu's command.

Moreover, these people do not walk on the ground, but rather their feet are suspended in the air, soaring through the sky.

This is quite terrifying. After all, in today's world, the armies of various countries fight on the ground, but the appearance of an air force that can move freely on the battlefield leaves the enemy with no choice but to be passively attacked. In terms of both morale and tactics, it is almost a dimensional reduction attack.

The armor originated from the contributions of the Witchcraft and Ghost Path.

The methods of the Witchcraft and Ghost Path, the techniques for refining Heavenly Corpses, are actually the same methods used by the ancient war god Shang to forge armor.

However, these disciples and their followers have misinterpreted the teachings, turning the proper path of the God of War into the path of corpse refining.

After obtaining it, Lin Yu returned it to its original state, used his future primordial spirit to deduce it, combined it with Qi cultivation techniques, and fused it with the essence of the five metals and the flesh and blood of the Heavenly Dragon to forge the Yuan Chen Yu Xing Armor.

This armor is modeled after the Buddha's robe, the first ancient Dharma garment. It integrates defense, flight, amplification, force absorption, and shock absorption. It contains dozens of restrictions and is fully functional, enough to elevate the soldiers' strength to a higher level.

At its core lies a jade crystal used to store energy, specially prepared for the martial arts army. It is powered by the thunder pool of the Primordial Heavenly Gate. With a thought, one can break through the air and kill enemies invisibly, with no fear of running out of energy.

"Your Highness, we have spotted two armies locked in battle ahead, and the conflict is extremely intense."

A scout returned from reconnaissance, his feet not touching the ground, seemingly floating like a god.

Lin Yu's eyes flashed like lightning as he gazed into the distance.

Dozens of miles away, the desert was transformed into a battlefield of carnage. The battlefield roared, the killing intent shook the heavens, and everywhere there were flashes of swords and shadows of blood. Cavalrymen in iron armor clashed, war drums beat, and banners fluttered.

"The two sides in the battle are the soldiers of the Great Qian Kingdom and the 'Fire Cloud' cavalry of the Fire Luo Kingdom."

Lin Yu immediately recognized that the battlefield was a scene of battle between Da Qian and Huo Luo.

One banner flutters, bearing the script of the Great Qian Dynasty; the other, clad in fiery red armor, must be the elite "Fire Cloud Cavalry" of the Fire Luo.

The Great Qian army was arrayed like a mountain, its armor gleaming. Tens of thousands of soldiers stood in tight formation, swords and spears like a forest, their black horses like dragons, rolling forward.

The warhorses of the Fire Kingdom are fully armored, covered with thick, fish-scale-like steel armor, wrapped tightly from head to rump, resembling real steel behemoths.

The burly Huo Luo man on horseback was also heavily armored, holding twin curved swords. He faced the sunlight, and the cloud patterns on the heavenly ladder above him were layered upon layer.

"Rumble--"

Thousands of heavy cavalry, like mobile steel fortresses, rapidly charged towards the Daqian army.

In the midst of the charge, the momentum was unstoppable, like a mountain torrent or a collapsing mountain, surging forth all at once.

This is a true torrent of steel!
Compared to the Fire Luo Divine Steed, the Great Qian Warhorse was half a head shorter, and there was a world of difference in strength, size, and aura.

That is why, when thousands of Fire Cloud Cavalry formed a cone formation and charged into the army of ten thousand, they were as unstoppable as a hot knife cutting through snow.

The front-line Daqian soldiers were sent flying like kites with broken strings as soon as they were hit by the charge of the armored warhorses; those who were lucky enough to avoid the impact had their heads slashed off by the curved swords of the burly Huo Luo men on horseback, and blood mist exploded in the yellow sand.

The Great Qian army unleashed a rain of arrows, but they were deflected like raindrops hitting a rock, all by the Fire Cloud Cavalry's heavy iron armor.

In the blink of an eye, the army was shattered, the ground littered with severed limbs and broken bodies, rolling heads crushed by iron hooves, and red and white pieces of flesh mixed with yellow sand, spreading a horrifying blood carpet across the desert.

Just as the Great Qian army was about to collapse—

"Woo——"

A long roar echoed across the battlefield!
The densely packed soldiers of the Great Qian Dynasty parted like a tide, revealing a peculiar force of fewer than a hundred men. These soldiers were clad in full steel armor, their helmets with prominent nose guards, and their long-handled steel axes were as large as cartwheels, with handles as thick as a child's arm, clearly extremely heavy.

The leader appeared frail, with the physique of a scholar vaguely visible beneath his iron armor, but the giant axe in his hand was larger than the others, its blade gleaming coldly.

"boom!"

The scholar suddenly leaped up, darting fifty paces like a cheetah, and swung his giant axe with the force of splitting mountains towards the Fire Cloud Cavalry!

"Crack!"

The heavy cavalry, with a charge force of three thousand jin, was cleaved in two by this single axe blow! The armor shattered, and both man and horse were pulverized!
"Long live the Great Qian Dynasty! Long live the Prince!"

Thunderous roars echoed from all sides.

Amidst deafening cheers, the troop of axemen charged head-on into the Fire Cloud Cavalry like tigers unleashed from their cages!

The steel clashed, bursting into bursts of intense sparks, as if even the metal itself was burning!
With a hundred giant axes wielded, a bloody path was cleaved through the torrent of steel!
The Fire Cloud Cavalry's charge was momentarily halted.

Just as the battle was at a stalemate, a flash of silver light suddenly appeared in the Western Regions army formation, and a demon-like general rode out on horseback.

This person was covered in silver armor, which shimmered and shimmered, and even his warhorse was encased in armor.

Tall and imposing, wielding a long spear and carrying a large curved sword, his helmet with a high nose guard and steel spikes on both sides like the horns of a demon king, was none other than Duke Rodin of the Fire Luo Kingdom!

"Hahaha..." A thunderous laugh that shook the heavens and the earth resounded from the general's mouth, clearly audible for miles around.

"Yang Tuo! You call yourself the Divine Might King? You truly live up to your name. Let Duke Rodin of Tulips take you on!"

Before he finished speaking, his iron horse neighed loudly and shot off like an arrow.

This Tulip Duke from the Western Regions was surrounded by highly skilled guards. With his iron horse soaring through the air and his blade flashing like lightning, he instantly clashed with Yang Tuo's personal guards.

Under the Duke of Tulip's lightning-fast blade, several of his personal guards were instantly torn apart!

However, Yang Tuo was not afraid at all. He moved swiftly and with a slight movement, he wielded the steel axe with ease, accompanied by a whooshing sound.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

Axe flashes and sword strikes clashed, sparks flew, and in the blink of an eye, they had been locked in a fierce battle for dozens of rounds. Amidst the clanging sounds, it was difficult to determine a winner, drawing gasps of surprise from both armies.

On a distant sand dune, Lin Yu stood with his hands behind his back. The Yuan Chen Heavenly Army was already lined up and waiting for his command.

"kill!"

At Lin Yu's command, five hundred Yuan Chen Dragon Guards descended like divine soldiers!
These warriors, clad in star-studded armor, soared through the air, their steel spears gleaming coldly. Unlike ordinary armies that charge in formation, they advanced in scattered formations like eagles, each strike precisely aimed at the gaps in the Fire Cloud Cavalry's armor.

"Puff puff!"

Blood blossomed across the desert. Those supposedly invincible Fire Luo heavy cavalry were as fragile as paper before the Yuan Chen Dragon Guards. Where steel spears passed, armor shattered, and men and horses fell!
Duke Rodin of Tulips noticed the change, abruptly swung away Yang Tuo's battle axe, and looked back, only to be horrified—

His elite cavalry is being slaughtered!

Those flying enemies were like phantoms; the Fire Cloud Riders' scimitars couldn't even touch their clothes. Even more terrifying, every enemy spear thrust carried the power of thunder, killing instantly upon contact!
"What kind of army is this?!" Before Luo Ding's exclamation could even finish, Zhao Hu had already pounced like a tiger!

The Grandmaster of Marrow Refining, clad in the Yuan Chen Yu Xing Armor, was locked in combat with Luo Ding. Their figures flashed apart and reunited, their fists and palms exploding with deafening roars.

The force of the punch shook the ground, causing boulders to shatter one after another. A surge of masculine energy soared into the sky, like smoke billowing through the sun, impervious to ghosts and gods, and causing evil spirits to flee in terror.

"boom!"

In their clash, the shockwaves sent the surrounding sand flying for dozens of feet. Luo Ding, a Martial Saint of the Western Regions, unleashed a thunderous attack, while Zhao Hu's Yuan Chen Armor was also extraordinary, its star patterns gleaming, deflecting force and amplifying power, helping him fight against a formidable enemy and contend with opponents of higher levels.

"Come again!"

Zhao Hu let out a long roar, and the Great Ji Divine Blade soared into the sky. The blade's cry was like a tiger's roar in the mountains and forests, shaking the earth and cracking it, shattering the Fire Luo battle banner inch by inch!

Seeing this, Yang Tuo, the Divine Might King, swept his steel axe across. The two Martial Saints joined forces, their attack like a raging storm.

"clang--"

Rodin barely managed to block the giant axe, but was struck in the shoulder armor by the divine blade. The mithril armor tore like paper, and blood gushed out!

"puff!"

In the blink of an eye, the second strike followed. The divine blade cleaved down with immense force, sending sand and stones flying, turning vegetation into dust, and even tearing the air into distorted streaks of light.

As the world lost its color, the fierce blade seemed intent on wiping out all life!
The blade flashed like lightning, piercing straight through his chest. The Duke of Tulip stared wide-eyed at the blade protruding from his chest in disbelief.

"Fire Luo. Never"

Before he finished speaking, Yang Tuo's giant axe swept across, and a head wearing a silver helmet flew high into the air, leaving a bloody trail in the blazing sun!
"Ah! The Duke has fallen in battle!"

"Avenge the Duke!"

The mournful cries echoed across the battlefield. The military system in the Western Regions was strict; if the commander-in-chief died in battle, all his personal guards were required to be buried alive with him.

At this moment, Rodin was killed in battle, and all the royal guard knights were determined to die.

At that moment, over three hundred cavalrymen suddenly formed a battle array. They chanted strange hymns, their bodies radiating platinum light. This light converged in mid-air, solidifying into a gigantic phantom warhammer!

"The Judgment Hammer of the Essence Temple?" Lin Yu's eyes narrowed.

This formation requires the combined efforts of three hundred cultivators at the Possession Realm or above, who use the Qi of the Platinum Sacred Pill to protect their souls and transform the power of the Yin Spirit into a tangible killing move.

Its power is so great that even a master of lightning tribulation would have their physical body disintegrate if caught off guard!

"They have prepared a great gift for King Shenwei."

Lin Yu sneered. This was clearly a killing move that Luo Ding had prepared for Yang Tuo, but unfortunately, his death was too hasty, which led to his own guards launching a hasty attack.

The platinum hammer crashed down from the sky, its masculine energy solidified into a tangible form, enveloping an area of ​​one acre, and pointing directly at Yang Tuo's Great Qian Vanguard Cavalry!

"Zheng——"

At the critical moment, the sword rang out like a dragon roaring through the heavens!
Countless sword lights burst forth from Lin Yu's sleeves, instantly forming a three-zhang-long cocoon of light. The sword light flowed like silver snakes dancing wildly, crackling and exploding as it shredded all the surrounding sand and gravel.

"break!"

The cocoon of light shattered with a deafening roar, and countless sword lights transformed into a reversed Milky Way. A silver rainbow streaked across the sky, and the Judgment Hammer seven hundred paces away shattered into pieces like glass!
"what!"

More than three hundred cultivators from the Essence Temple let out a miserable cry as their souls were attacked, and they fell off their horses, bleeding from all seven orifices.

The sword light continued its momentum, sweeping past Rodin's personal guard like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves. Wherever it passed, men and horses fell, and severed limbs flew everywhere!

(End of this chapter)