After guarding the gates for a hundred years, I drove the Heavenly Saint to madness.

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The Xiqi camp was shrouded in a chilling storm.

Jiang Ziya stood alone on the muddy open ground, letting the cold rain lash his aged face.

He tilted his head back, staring intently at the three fading, broken streaks of light in the sky.

Guang Chengzi, the Old Man of the South Pole, and the Daoist Burning Lamp have all departed.

We went to Kunlun Mountain to ask a sage for guidance.

But what was left for Jiang Ziya was a complete mess.

A biting wind blew by, and Jiang Ziya shivered.

He lowered his head, his gaze sweeping over the chaotic camp and the horrified remnants of his troops.

Despair overwhelmed him completely, like a tidal wave.

The Great Luo Golden Immortal exploded, the Quasi-Saint was seriously injured, and even the ancient demon master Kunpeng was cleaved in two.

What does he have left under his command? A few insignificant third-generation disciples? A group of mortal warriors terrified by the slaughter?

What can we use to defend this camp?

If the God of Slaughter in Jiepai Pass recovers and leads his heavily armored cavalry in another charge, the entire Xiqi army will be wiped out today, and even Jiang Ziya will have to go to the Investiture of the Gods!

Extreme fear instantly overcame all concerns and pride.

"Pass on the order!"

Jiang Ziya suddenly turned around, his voice hoarse like a broken gong, carrying a hint of hysterical madness:

"strike camp!!"

"All heavy baggage, provisions, and siege equipment are to be discarded! Only bring personal rations and weapons!"

A surviving lieutenant standing nearby paused, then stammered, "Prime Minister, are they no longer besieging Jiepai Pass? Where do we retreat to?"

"Retreat! Retreat westward! Retreat all the way back to the rear of Qishan! Retreat five hundred li!" Jiang Ziya roared, his eyes bloodshot.

Military orders are absolute, and besides, everyone had been wanting to run away for a long time.

Without its leader, the Xiqi army became completely terrified.

Discarding their armor and weapons, hundreds of thousands of soldiers fled westward in a frenzy, scrambling and stumbling, fearing that if they were even a step too late, they would be trampled into mincemeat.

……

Jiepai Pass, atop the city tower.

Xiao Wuji stood quietly in the wind and rain. He did not raise his protective immortal light, letting the rain wash over his black Daoist robe.

He watched the Xiqi army fleeing frantically in the distance like stray dogs, his eyes showing little joy. He simply watched quietly until the last Xiqi soldier disappeared into the night.

"Cough...cough cough!"

Only after confirming that the other party was completely gone did Xiao Wuji's straight spine suddenly bend.

"puff--!"

A large mouthful of dark red primordial blood spurted out of his mouth without warning, splashing onto the blue bricks of the city wall, a shocking sight.

His originally unfathomable aura as a mid-stage Great Luo Golden Immortal was now like a punctured balloon, instantly weakening to the extreme. He even swayed and almost fell over.

That devastating attack was truly exhilarating, crippling Kunpeng, instantly killing Cihang, and blasting Guangchengzi to pieces.

But how easy is it to borrow power that transcends the Taiyi, Daluo, and Quasi-Saint levels and directly touches the threshold of Sainthood?

In order to unleash that axe strike, he not only burned the ancestral witch essence blood inside the twelve golden men, but also almost drained the five elements origin within his own body that had just reached perfection.

The reason he didn't continue pursuing Guang Chengzi and the others, and didn't even say much, was simply because he was putting on a brave face.

If those old guys were to fight to the death and delay for another half an incense stick's time, Xiao Wuji might be the first to fall.

"The Empty City Stratagem has finally come to a successful conclusion."

Xiao Wuji wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and exhaled a long breath.

He turned his head and weakly waved to Xu Gai, who was rushing over and looked horrified.

"General, are you alright?" Xu Gai asked anxiously, wanting to step forward and help him up.

"I won't die. It's just that my vital energy has been overdrawn."

Xiao Wuji took a deep breath, forcibly steadied himself, and gave the order in a deep voice:

"Pass down the order to seal the city gates immediately. Activate the highest level of defense for the grand formation; no one is permitted to leave the pass without authorization."

"I need to go into seclusion to heal my injuries. During this time, no matter what happens outside, as long as it doesn't reach the gates of the General's Mansion, there's no need to report it."

After saying that, Xiao Wuji's figure flashed and disappeared from the city wall, disappearing into the deepest, most secret chamber beneath the General's Mansion.

The Dragon-Slaying Stone crashed down, completely isolating the inner and outer worlds.

Inside the sealed room, the dim candlelight flickered.

Xiao Wuji sat cross-legged at the center of the formation. He first swallowed a large number of spiritual pills to replenish his qi and blood, and then nourished himself for a while with the vitality of the twelfth-grade Pure World White Lotus. Only then did his pale face regain a little color.

He did not immediately use his internal energy to restore his magical power, but instead waved his sleeve.

A golden coin with wings landed smoothly in the void in front of me.

Falling Treasure Coins!

Looking at this trophy, Xiao Wuji's eyes became extremely deep.

This object is extremely strange; it can even forcibly sever the connection with the innate treasure, the Chaos Bell, and cause it to fall. Its power is simply unreasonable.

But he knew very well that the way of Heaven is impartial, and the more unreasonable the power of a magical artifact, the more terrifying its backlash would be.

Xiao Wuji's brow flashed, and the Great Karma Technique was activated with a roar.

His eyes were filled with countless threads of cause and effect, and his divine sense probed deep into the treasure-dropping coin without reservation.

A moment later, Xiao Wuji suddenly opened his eyes and gasped.

From the perspective of the law of cause and effect, the trajectory of this falling treasure coin is simply terrifying.

The reason it can ignore defenses and destroy all the magical treasures in the world is not because of magic power, but because of pure luck exchange!

The higher the grade of the falling magic weapon, the more of one's own luck and merit will be deducted!

"I see……"

Xiao Wuji suddenly realized why that old silver coin, Randeng, didn't use it himself but insisted on lending it to Kunpeng to land on the Chaos Bell.

Forcibly taking down a supreme innate treasure requires an enormous amount of luck that could completely drain a quasi-saint! The fact that Kunpeng didn't die on the spot already shows how profound his foundation is.

In other words, this Treasure-Dropping Coin is practically a self-destructing magical artifact that will bring ruin to whoever uses it!

But looking at this useless treasure, Xiao Wuji was not discouraged at all; instead, he chuckled softly.

The laughter grew louder and louder, revealing a chillingly sinister and treacherous nature.

"Damages one's luck? Reduces one's merits?"

Xiao Wuji's fingertips traced the profound Dao patterns of the Great Cause and Effect Technique as he gently stroked the wings of the money.

"What if they don't take it from me after they're done using it?"

The rule set by Heaven is that the caster will suffer the backlash, but the most domineering aspect of the Great Cause and Effect Technique is that it reverses cause and effect by substituting one thing for another!

"Next time I encounter a troublesome magical artifact, I'll use this coin to descend, and then use the Great Karma Technique to secretly connect the karmic thread of the backlash that drains my luck to the enemy's head..."

Xiao Wuji's cold smile grew even stronger.

"If you attack my magic weapon, I will also deduct from your luck and lifespan."

"This is a true win-win situation; I win twice."

Xiao Wuji forced out a drop of his life essence blood, and in conjunction with the laws of the Great Cause and Effect Technique, he injected it into the core of the Falling Treasure Coin, beginning the refining of this supreme treasure.