A Scroll of Infinite Glory

Chapter 173 I Believe, Embracing the Stars

Guan Luoyang's kick shattered the thick armor covering the Abyss Monster's spine and shattered its vertebrae, but it was not enough to completely take the monster's life.

Moreover, the body was controlled by Su Mu's cold and ruthless soul, which was filled with yin energy. Even the death of Fu Kesi only made his pupils tremble slightly. There was still no sign of disorder or error in his control over the body.

In an instant, the wound on the Abyss's back transformed into a gigantic maw filled with fangs, its sharp, white spikes crisscrossing and converging to strangle it.

At the same time, a sonic boom erupted in the air, and the tips of the nine venomous scorpion tails, wrapped with shockwaves generated by instantaneous acceleration far exceeding the speed of sound, bombarded Guan Luoyang from above.

Guan Luoyang's body did not make any obvious movements, but the air within three feet around him suddenly vibrated violently. The high-frequency vibration was terrifying, making his figure blurry, and causing the tips of his nine long tails to break and slow down when they hit the edge of the vibration field.

The fangs below, which were biting down fiercely, were shattered into pieces and scattered everywhere.

However, at this moment, a headless figure suddenly charged towards Guan Luoyang.

As she pounced, both claws shot out simultaneously. The thick, blood-red magic seemed to corrode even the high-frequency vibrations of the air, breaking through the force field and attacking Guan Luoyang's shoulder.

In the infinite world, the origins of vampires are generally divided into three categories: divine curses, biological viruses, and magical modifications.

Although Fuchs is just a vampire born in an urban setting and a low-magic era, her bloodline originates from the kind created by a divine curse. They generally have an elegant appearance, but a more obsessive and corrupt personality inside, and even a strong urge to self-destruct.

After becoming a reincarnator, she explored her own bloodline potential while setting up many spells to modify her body.

When self-awareness is destroyed, the curses that presuppose the complete death of the subject, along with the presence of demonic genes and magical toxins, will instantly cause her remaining body to undergo "corpse transformation".

After turning into a zombie, she could probably only retain about 80% of her strength from when she was alive. Facing an enemy who easily took her life, this level of combat power was obviously not enough to complete any revenge. But she still held onto a sense of pleasure that "even in death, I will continue to trip you up."

Guan Luoyang met the attack with a palm strike.

The divine powers of Zhou Tian Dao Chang and Ba Feng Tong Gu simultaneously vibrated and erupted. The high-frequency trembling wind and thunder airflow, like a white beam of light, was blasted out from Guan Luoyang's raised hand, blasting the corpse-turned body beyond recognition and sending it flying backward.

Abbot Wangsheng swept his staff upwards, and the powerful Buddhist energy pressed down on the evil creature, rendering it unable to move. The staff then flicked it aside.

Gu Lanxiang swept her staff across, unleashing a raging demonic energy that burned like light, shattering the corpse's body into a large, scattered mass of ashes.

However, during this time, the Abyss One's body underwent an even more dramatic transformation. Its enormous head twisted backward, and the joints of all four arms on its upper body bent backward, turning the backs of its hands into palms.

Guan Luoyang was originally behind him, but now it seemed as if he was between his chest and abdomen, surrounded by four giant fists.

Sizzle!

The lightning flashed, then vanished in an instant.

In his armored form, Guan Luoyang's speed increased even further. He suddenly appeared high in the sky, moving with the speed of teleportation, escaping the attack range of the four fists. However, a dark arc of light followed his movements.

It was a magical flying sword several feet long, and also a centipede with an intricately detailed carapace and foot blades. It combined the cutting intent of the Southern Dipper Sacred Fist with the extraordinary talent of the flying centipede, and Su Mu's method of truly refining the flying sword to control it.

It's no exaggeration to say that the destructive power of this centipede flying sword far surpasses that of the Abyss Giant Fist, which has lost the aid of blood magic, and its agility is far superior.

In other words, Guan Luoyang's attack after replacing the armored man was so unexpected that Su Mu didn't have time to react. Otherwise, with this flying sword, he could at least have bought Fukes a chance to dodge.

What Guan Luoyang was more concerned about was that as the centipede flying sword attacked, the water-colored dragon shadow swimming in the distance was already showing signs of shrinking and closing.

He leaped into the air and stepped onto the centipede's back, his figure spinning violently. His foot ground a scorched crater into one side of the centipede flying sword. At the same time, he used the force to change direction, piercing through the wind, and arrived between the roofless high-rise buildings.

The fist, encased in armor, was precisely intercepted by the tip of the Flying Light Sword.

In a flash, the pure, cool sword energy clinging to the Flying Light Sword was scattered and disorganized by Guan Luoyang's fist.

It was as if dozens of water droplets shot out from both sides of the sword, piercing through the surrounding pillars and soaring high into the night sky.

Guan Luoyang's fierce momentum was also halted, and he took two steps back.

He had already realized that the person who absorbed those water-colored dragon shadows was not Shao Lingxiao, but the four attendants.

To say it was absorbed is not accurate. It should be said that Shao Lingxiao, controlling those dragon shadows, filtered and guided the vast true energy he had just drawn from all directions of Chang'an City, and poured it into the bodies of the four attendants.

These four people all practiced the direct lineage martial arts of the Demonic Sect. Their cultivation of the Great Chaos of the Heavenly Constellations was no less than that of Meng Wanghou. Moreover, Guan Luoyang had not noticed before, but now he realized that when the four of them practiced their skills, the temperament emanating from their hearts was almost identical, similar to that of Shao Lingxiao.

Even with their faces flushed and bloodshot eyes, they ultimately withstood the true energy.

"I trained them for ten years, originally intending them to be the ones to assist me tonight and wield that sword together."

Shao Lingxiao's eyes were cold. "But for now, it seems there's no need for that. The amount of true energy I drew in was far less than I expected."

"All those people from the Guanzhong martial arts world stayed outside the city and didn't enter, right?"

Guan Luoyang said, "That's right. Now that they've guessed what you're up to, why would anyone come in and let you use them?"

"Ha, there are too many fools in the world. Whether for fame, profit, righteousness, or simply being swayed by those around them, they inevitably become less clear-headed."

Shao Lingxiao's plan was guessed, but he didn't seem angry. He just said with some curiosity, "Before I actually accomplish what I'm going to do, even if I tell them to their faces, they might not believe me. And even if they do believe me, they will never stay outside the city."

"They're probably just thinking of pooling their resources and taking a more decisive approach to fight me, trying to see if they can disrupt my plans with sheer numbers, right?"

Guan Luoyang said, "I just made a bet with them."

"You definitely won the bet, so there's nothing to worry about. What surprises me is, would they really be willing to disregard the lives of the people of Chang'an tonight just because of a bet? Oh, and their emperor too."

As soon as Shao Lingxiao finished speaking, his four attendants flew out to join the battle to attack the imperial city.

Guan Luoyang did not stop them. His intentions and aura were in a tense standoff with Shao Lingxiao's sword intent. If the four people attacked him, he could take the opportunity to counterattack. However, since the four people were just leaving, he could not act rashly.

However, he didn't originally think that these four people were something he needed to deal with.

Admittedly, the sheer amount of true energy possessed by those four attendants completely overwhelms that of ordinary first-rate masters. However, without sufficient spiritual cultivation to propel them forward, these four individuals are nothing more than large but useless, obese strongmen in the face of a true grandmaster.

As the four of them crossed the battlefield, Qin and Jian fell down to assist the Abyss's offensive.

The other two planned to take advantage of the chaos to fly over the palace walls and storm into the palace.

Suddenly, it was as if a heavy snow had fallen from the sky, with countless pieces of paper swirling down and blocking the two people's path.

Mandarin ducks frolic in pairs in the water, butterflies flutter among the flowers. I have countless tender feelings, but with whom can I share them in this life? Red beans are seeds of longing, planted in my heart in a past life, waiting for fate to bring us together, to appreciate spring, summer, autumn, and winter. (Guess the character: 8)

It appears round when seen, square when written; it brings warmth when present, coolness when absent. Guess the character.

They come and go in the wind, geese fly in a slanted formation before the peaks. (Guess the two characters.)

Each of these fluttering sheets of paper has ink marks on it, with varying numbers of words; the number of sheets equals the number of riddles.

The two attendants, Shu and San, attacked simultaneously, unleashing a torrent of true energy that crashed down like an iron-cast wave.

At least 70% of the paper was shattered on the spot by such power, but the remaining paper cut through the surging true energy, flying around in a chaotic yet orderly manner as it approached the book and the umbrella, as if setting up an unsolvable puzzle for them.

Although their skills were now high, they were caught off guard and didn't know how to break this move. They could only stretch their bodies and rely on their protective inner energy to withstand it, and were immediately knocked off the palace wall.

After Cui Lingfang and Su Xing died, the only remaining Grandmaster in Chang'an was a mysterious figure who lived deep within the palace. Many people knew of his existence, but few knew his true identity.

On an occasion like tonight, there's finally no room for hiding anything.

A beautiful woman in a long, reddish-yellow dress, exuding gentle grace, emerged from the palace, carrying a ruler in her hand.

Among the members of the various powerful families who were engaged in fierce battle, some caught a glimpse of this person's face and felt a vague sense of familiarity, causing their hearts to tremble instantly.

—It was actually the Empress.

The Empress's personal appearance boosted the morale of the aristocratic families, who were eager to rise in rank. However, at that moment, a strange roar came from the crowd.

Of the more than thirty members of the Lu family who participated in the battle, all but the brothers Lu Gu'an and Lu Pingdong were transformed into demons.

This sudden attack caught everyone off guard, and the aristocratic figures were routed. The four attendants managed to hold off Gu Lanxiang and Abbot Wangsheng.

The centipede-shaped flying sword became entangled with the empress. With a powerful charge, the Abyss One, along with many demons, crashed through a section of the city wall, stepped over the ruins of the collapsed city gate, and broke into the palace.

The grand plan to shatter the Heavenly Gate has been exposed, but the chaos in Chang'an seems to be heading towards an irreversible state.

"Are you just going to stand here and stand there and stand there with me?"

Shao Lingxiao said calmly, "If this continues, the emperor will flee, Chang'an will burn down, and as long as I pursue the emperor, I will eventually force out those people you left outside the city, and the Heavenly Gate will still be shattered."

Regardless of the reasons why those people from the Guanzhong martial arts world were willing to stay outside the city, if the situation really developed to that point, they would have no choice but to take action.

"If you don't make your move and kill me here, the outcome will be the same, except that Chang'an will be destroyed even more severely."

When martial artists at the Grandmaster level fight, if their skill levels are not too different, then the overall momentum and strategic positioning become crucial.

When Shao Lingxiao destroyed Lao Jun Mountain and occupied Xiao You Cave Heaven, it was the first time the Demonic Sect had reappeared in the world after disappearing for ten years. He made a name for himself and his power grew stronger day by day. Therefore, when True Man Tianfang rushed back from the Secret Demon Cliff of Tianshan Mountain, he was able to shake the spirit that Shao Lingxiao had accumulated on Lao Jun Mountain. He was able to shake the spirit that Shao Lingxiao had accumulated on Lao Jun Mountain.

Guan Luoyang's own realm had not yet reached that level, but with the combination of many factors, his combat strength had indeed reached that level, and he had to experience the characteristics of local martial arts.

Experience the feeling of top masters vying for the first-mover advantage through their mind, environment, and overall situation.

If the tide is turned and the initiative is completely lost, then even among people of the same level, there may be a scene where one person is beheaded in one move and their life or death is decided instantly.

The more chaotic Chang'an became, the deeper Shao Lingxiao's influence grew. He was like a human-shaped abyss, eager to absorb the chaos and suffering from all parts of the city.

With each additional aura of suffering and calamity, the true nature beneath that black robe seemed to become increasingly relaxed and elusive.

Shao Lingxiao could sense the rage brewing within Guan Luoyang's body beneath that armor.

That was the heat of extreme rage.

Guan Luoyang remained standing there, his anger not out of control, his mania not panicked.

A force was suppressing his mind and body; it was confidence, and also... trust!

I'm confident because of the three-move bet I made last night.

Under the cover of the Jade Snow Dragon Ring, he made a bet with all the top masters present at the time.

Within three moves, he forced them all to retreat!

This is used to measure the value of both parties.

Finally, there was Guan Luoyang, who was of even greater value, who demanded that they heed his opinion.

However, the idea was not to have everyone wait idly outside the city, but to use the weight of the bet to force them all to trust one person.

Even the slightest bit of trust is enough to make them place all their hopes on that person.

Chaos erupts in the city.

outside the city.

Anphids were guzzling the Ascension Tea on the riverbank.

"Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap, what's wrong with young people these days?!"

"Did you even discuss this with me before making the bet? I don't even believe myself!!"

Ever since he heard the result of that bet, his mind has been in turmoil, with all sorts of thoughts colliding with each other like giant trees falling from the sky and the sun rising from the ground.

He could only gulp down water like a cow, swallowing it down in a frenzy.

But everything was ready, and everyone was watching him.

Anfei, feeling so confused that his head was about to explode, drank all the water, took a deep breath, and stood up.

He turned around with a cold expression, his demeanor calm, confident, and weathered, carrying the heroic air of all the tokusatsu films he had ever filmed or watched.

"Gentlemen, has all your power been poured into the arrows?"

Hundreds of top-notch masters raised their bows, the bows taut like a full moon.

Ice, fire, lightning, golden light—all sorts of dazzling brilliance shimmered on their arrows.

"So..."

Anfeiyu faced everyone, with his back to the river, and raised a finger, pointing straight to the sky.

"Raise your arrows, and pour your passion, chivalry, and passion into this arrow."

This place is ten miles from Chang'an City, twenty miles from the location that they all estimated Shao Lingxiao might be in, and twenty-three miles from their current, unknown location.

It is forty-two li away from the most remote place in Chang'an City, where demons dwell, imperial guards fight, and people cry out.

Anfeiyu's breath trembled slightly as he swallowed the Feathering Rebirth Pearl and issued the command.

"shoot!"

shoot!!!

shoot!!!!!

Human commands echoed between heaven and earth, river and waves, like the vibrating bowstring.

"I will make you all join the battle here—!"

Meteors rained down from the sky, striking Chang'an.

(End of this chapter)