Throne of Seals: White Tiger's Power Lock, I am the God of War

Chapter 84 Huang Shaotian's Farewell, Supporting Zhennanguan! [Please check in and subscribe]

In the courtyard of the Demon Hunter Tower residential area, golden sunlight filters through the leaves, casting dappled shadows.

Feng Yao was instructing Wang Yuanyuan in training when he suddenly heard a familiar voice coming from outside the courtyard.

"Wind Kid!"

Huang Shaotian, dressed in a sharp outfit, looked travel-worn, clearly having just returned from outside.

His face was solemn, a stark contrast to his usual relaxed demeanor.

Feng Yao stopped what he was doing, a guess already forming in his mind: "Senior, what is this...?"

"It's time to go." Huang Shaotian scratched his head, his joking expression unusually serious. "The situation at Zhennan Pass is critical. The demons have amassed their forces for a strong attack, and all the Demon God Pillars have been deployed. It looks like we're in for a tough battle."

"We need to keep an eye on the other demon gods. The captain and the others have already set off, so I've come to say goodbye."

Feng Yao frowned slightly: "Zhennan Pass?"

"Yes." Huang Shaotian nodded. "The demons' attack was too fast this time, we must go and provide support."

He twirled the Ice Rain Sword in his palm, then suddenly leaned closer and said, "To be honest, if it weren't for the emergency, I would really like to see the results of your three months of seclusion."

Seventh-tier, eighth-level, 25,000 spiritual power—that speed even I was ashamed of back in the day.

"Senior is too kind." Feng Yao nodded slightly. "The battle at Zhennan Pass is critical, so I will also go."

"We will definitely send you; we're not quite manpower enough right now," Huang Shaotian said in a deep voice.

"But let's go first!"

Feng Yao clasped his hands in a fist salute: "Take care, senior."

"Don't worry, I'm tough as nails." Huang Shaotian laughed.

Feng Yao stood in the courtyard, gazing in the direction they had left, remaining motionless for a long time.

Long Haochen and the others appeared behind him at some point, all with the same solemn expression on their faces.

“Zhennan Pass…” Wang Yuanyuan gripped the giant shield in her hand tightly. “It seems that the peaceful days are coming to an end.”

Feng Yao turned to look at the crowd, a sharp glint in his eyes: "Let's go, the alliance is probably already contacting us."

"Yes, Commander!" everyone replied in unison.

As the light and shadows in the courtyard gradually slanted westward, they cast long shadows of everyone.

Three months of peaceful seclusion were ultimately just a brief calm before the storm.

And they are ready to face the storm.

……

As expected, after inquiring with Ren Wo Kuang, the Alliance prepared to send all the major demon-hunting groups to Zhennan Pass for support in three days.

The main purpose is for the six temples to gather their forces, including high-level combatants such as Templar Knights, Cardinals, and Spirit Guides.

three days later.

Outside the Demon Hunter Group's villa area, forty-two carriages waited quietly, most of them bearing a number.

Among them were four sergeant-level, nine general-level, twenty-two marshal-level, four king-level, and three carriages without numbers, which were at the very front of all the carriages.

Forty-two demon-hunting teams set off together on a mission, which is quite rare in the Temple Alliance.

More than two hundred elite members of the alliance.

Moreover, they were all powerful individuals who had risked their lives in battles against the demons. They quietly boarded the train according to their assigned numbers, and even now, they still did not know what their mission was.

All I know is that the destination is Zhennanguan, where the priest's temple is located.

Alongside the forty-two demon-hunting squads, there was also a group of elites directly under the Temple Alliance, totaling only about five thousand, and they belonged to the six major temples, but their strength was beyond doubt.

Among them, the reinforcements sent by the Knights Temple were the most powerful, consisting of a Knights Temple order of one hundred men directly commanded by Knight Commander Han Qian.

It was composed entirely of seventh-tier Templar Knights.

What's even more terrifying is that all the Templar Knights in this order are Mithril-based Knights. They are the true core elite of the Knights' Temple.

This also shows how huge a crisis Zhennanguan was facing.

Han Qian, the Grand Master of the Knights Temple, was also the overall commander of this operation. All 42 demon-hunting squads and more than 5,000 elite reinforcements from the six major temples were under his command.

Feng Yao and the others boarded the carriage marked with the number 21, a general. They all knew the purpose of their trip because of Huang Shaotian's notification.

Because the Holy City is located in the central part of the Temple Alliance, the distances from the Holy City to the major passes are roughly the same.

During a forced march.

Nine days later.

The reinforcements have arrived at a place about 100 miles away from Zhennanguan.

"We'll reach Zhennan Pass in about a hundred li." Long Haochen lifted the carriage curtain, gazing at the faintly visible beacon fires in the distance, his tone grave. "There's a bloody smell in the air."

Feng Yao followed his gaze.

Behind the city wall that stretched across the plain, black smoke rose intermittently, and even the wind carried a faint aura of death belonging to the demons.

The carriage slowly came to a stop, and Han Qian's voice, amplified by spiritual energy, resounded throughout the army: "Follow me into the pass!"

Inside the carriage, Feng Yao's silvery-white fighting spirit quietly swirled in his palm.

He knew that the real battle was about to begin.

An hour later, when the Holy Alliance reinforcements finally arrived at Zhennan Pass, the scene before them instantly made everyone understand the reason for the urgent conscription—

On the battlefield, where thick smoke and blood mist intertwined, twelve towering demonic pillars of light, like spears of doom, dyed the entire sky dark red.

"Twelve Demon God Pillars?!" Lin Xin exclaimed in disbelief. "Nearly twenty percent of the seventy-two Demon Gods have actually come!"

The voice of interim commander Han Qian boomed across the battlefield: "All Demon Hunter squads, operate freely! The six Temple forces, deploy according to their established formations!"

"Follow me!"

Feng Yao's voice was exceptionally clear amidst the clamor of the battlefield. He was the first to rush out of the carriage, his silver-white battle aura exploding around him, transforming into a streak of light that hurtled straight toward the nearest demon god pillar.

Long Haochen followed closely behind, raising the Dawn Holy Sword high above his head. Its holy light, like a small sun, dispelled the deathly aura surrounding him: "Holy Protection!"

A golden shield of light descended upon his companions and Feng Yao, protecting them from the oncoming demonic flames.

"Kill!" Wang Yuanyuan carried the giant shield, his footsteps making a dull thud on the ground, each step causing the earth to tremble slightly.

She spotted an eighth-tier demonic wolf that was tearing at a Templar Knight, and slammed her giant shield down with a whooshing sound. With a "bang," the demonic wolf was instantly knocked back.

Saint Cai'er's figure moved like a ghost through the demon camp, her dagger piercing the vital points of each demon with precision.

Instead of engaging in direct combat with high-ranking demons, she specifically targeted the demon sorcerers responsible for casting curses.

In a short time, seven or eight demon warlocks fell to her dagger.

……

Other demon-hunting groups quickly joined the battle. The leaders of the commander-level demon-hunting groups unleashed their skills, fighting against the demons attacking the city.

A commander-in-chief, wielding a giant axe, cleaved the wings of an eighth-tier demonic dragon with each swing, his power capable of splitting mountains and shattering rocks.

Members of the warrior and general-level demon hunter squads formed small formations to cooperate with the temple forces in clearing out low-level demons.

Although they were relatively weak, their excellent teamwork allowed them to hold their ground against the demons' attacks.

The mithril-base knights of the Knights' Temple were even more valiant. Riding their magnificent steeds, they formed an iron torrent and charged towards the Demon God Pillar.

Paladin Commander Han Qian took the lead, the light from his holy sword almost tearing the sky apart. With a single slash, golden sword energy cleaved a gap in an array composed of countless demons.

"Brothers, for the Temple Alliance, for our homeland, kill!"

I don't know who shouted.

The shouts of battle, the clash of weapons, and the explosions of magic on the battlefield intertwined to form a tragic yet stirring war song.

(End of this chapter)