A Thousand-Year Journey Through the God of War

It turned out that while Feng Xuexin was dealing with the Taoist priest, she had temporarily set up a strange illusionary array, trapping all the enemies inside. Taking advantage of this opportunity, she rescued Na'er, who was being controlled by the mysterious woman, and also freed the God of War from his clutches. Then, she pulled the exhausted Ye'er away from the battlefield. "Let's get out of here quickly. Those five are definitely not Zi Yan's friends, because as far as I know, Zi Yan has no idea that Xiao Xue is proficient in music," Feng Xuexin said to the others as they ran. "Besides, they fought to the death just now, their goal was to wipe us out." Ye'er said breathlessly, "I can't go on, I can't run anymore." The battle had almost exhausted all her strength, and even with Feng Xuexin's help, she was still at her limit. Na'er also seemed to have fallen into their trap; from the moment she came into contact with the mysterious woman, her eyes were vacant and she was unable to move easily. At this moment, the God of War, carrying her on his back, closely followed Feng Xuexin and Ye'er. Seeing them stop, he hurriedly asked, "Miss Feng, how long can your formation last?" "At most five minutes," Feng Xuexin said anxiously. "If there are any supreme experts among them, perhaps the time will be even shorter."

The words had barely left his lips when a deafening roar erupted behind them, sending a chill down everyone's spines. Had the formation broken? Sure enough, the five of them soon caught up with overwhelming force. The God of War gently placed Na'er on the ground, gripping his Swift Wind and Thunder Staff, and stood before the three women, prepared for a desperate fight. Feng Xuexin helped Ye'er sit beside Na'er, then drew her two twin swords—Flash Swallows—from her waist and stood beside the God of War. Although she knew her close-combat skills were weak, she couldn't let the God of War fight alone. The God of War looked at Feng Xuexin beside him and the two sisters, Ye'er and Na'er, behind him, his entire body igniting with boundless fighting spirit, his eyes flashing with a resolute determination to die. The five opponents all wore disdainful expressions. The one wielding the Twin Star Annihilation Sword charged forward first. Suddenly, the God of War's vision blurred, and a figure wielding twin pistols landed in mid-air in front of him and Feng Xuexin, immediately engaging the charging enemy in battle. The God of War was overjoyed. He and Feng Xuexin exchanged a glance; the newcomer was none other than Wushuang. Now, the four of them were saved.

Wushuang's spear technique was elegant and graceful, his movements like two dragons playing in the water, or a flying dragon in the sky. Both sides were captivated by his highly entertaining fighting style, unable to tear themselves away. In the blink of an eye, fifty moves had passed before everyone slowly came to their senses. The four members of the Fighting God group had rarely seen Wushuang in action, especially this time using dual spears, a technique they had never seen on the battlefield before. Moreover, his elegant and graceful spear technique was unparalleled in the world, and they couldn't help but secretly applaud. The enemy group recovered their senses, and except for the mysterious woman, the other three rushed forward. The Fighting God and Feng Xuexin also quickly joined the battle, and the scene immediately became chaotic. However, in no time, Wushuang, the Fighting God, and Feng Xuexin were forced to retreat. The strength of the four opponents was too great. Wushuang sometimes had to withstand attacks from all four of them, and gradually, blood began to seep from the corner of his mouth, indicating that he had suffered internal injuries. Dou Shen and Feng Xuexin exchanged a glance. This couldn't go on; they were now a burden to Wushuang. They needed to find a way to hold one of them back so Wushuang wouldn't have to fight four against one. As they pondered this, a clear voice rang out: "Hehe, brother, come quick! Looks like we've made it!" "How could I, Ma Mengqi, miss such a wonderful battle? Sister, slow down and stay behind your brother." A strong, masculine voice followed, filled with a brother's doting affection for his sister. "Looks like they're bullying the weak with numbers, how despicable!" Then a somewhat deep voice echoed. "I despise those who bully the weak! Mengqi, let's not hold back, let's beat them to a pulp!" The last voice was loud and clear, clearly someone who loved to fight injustice.

Suddenly, the sound of a flute filled the air, its deep notes sending chills down one's spine. Simultaneously, the four attackers surrounding Wushuang, Doushen, and Feng Xuexin ceased their assault and retreated to the mysterious woman's side. The mysterious woman, looking at the four who had intruded, showed displeasure. Her lips parted slightly: "I advise you not to meddle. My side consists of the Four Great Masters of the Demon Realm. If you insist on fighting, then you will bear the consequences!"

The three Fighting Gods looked gratefully at the four who had just entered the arena. The battle had left all three with minor injuries of varying degrees; if the fight had continued, they would all have perished here. They hadn't expected to encounter such a dangerous enemy on their journey to find Ying Ge. It was clear Ying Ge was trapped where the Phoenix Snow Qilin Disc had violently trembled, otherwise so many experts wouldn't be guarding this place. Just as everyone was pondering this, the clear voice from before spoke up: "Pah! You're clearly bullying the weak and taking advantage of your numbers, yet you're spouting nonsense here. So what if you're one of the Four Great Masters of the Demon Realm? My brother will still fight you, won't he? Brother?" The Fighting God looked at the girl who spoke. She wore dark green armor, held a long spear, her eyes shone like shooting stars, and her skin was fair and delicate, seemingly fragile. She didn't resemble a Xiliang person at all; she was a stunning beauty from the Central Plains. "Of course! You demons dare to run wild in this mortal realm? You'd better ask this spear in my hand if it agrees." With that, he pointed a spear with a dragon-shaped tip at the sky. Everyone looked in the direction of his voice and saw him in white robes and silver armor, over eight feet tall, with a handsome face and bright eyes. His demeanor was dashing and elegant—truly Ma Chao of Xiliang. Behind him were two young men, both fully armed. One had disheveled hair and held a spear, already poised for battle. The other was extremely burly, wielding a long broadsword. At first glance, he resembled the Martial Saint Guan Yu. These two must be Ma Dai and Pang De, who had been following Ma Chao for many years.

The mysterious woman's face turned slightly cold: "Since you're courting death, then let the Four Great Masters of the Demon Realm send you on your way!" With that, she placed the green bamboo and jade flute to her lips, and the melodious flute music surged forth like a raging torrent. For a moment, the world dimmed, and the air was filled with overwhelming killing intent, giving everyone on the Fighting God and Ma Chao's side a chilling feeling. The Four Great Masters of the Demon Realm instantly doubled their combat power. This was surprisingly similar to Xiao Xue's zither music, except that the killing intent was far too heavy. No wonder they came from the Demon Realm.

Wushuang's expression was grave. If the battle were to begin this way, even with their superior numbers, they would ultimately be defeated with the aid of the flute's melody. He shouted, "I'll deal with the flute player! You all keep the Four Demon Realm Masters occupied. Try your best not to get injured!" With that, he charged towards the mysterious woman with all his might. Meanwhile, Ma Chao faced the tall figure wielding the Chiyou Waterfall Shatterer. Using his Dragon Rider's Tip, he used minimal force to deflect the attack, tightly binding the man. The strongest among them would naturally be dealt with by Ma Mengqi of Xiliang.