Spiritual energy resurgence? My former empress wife has also revived!

"kill!"

The great war broke out as scheduled.

At the foot of the formidable pass, the Qi state's attack came like a raging torrent on the very first day.

This time, the ruler of Qi issued a death order, demanding that Yan be captured within fifteen days, or the general in charge would be executed without warning!

at the same time,

The enraged ruler of Qi made a grand promise to his generals and soldiers: whoever was the first to conquer the enemy would be ennobled and rewarded with ten thousand gold pieces, and they would be allowed to plunder the Yan state for half a month.

Under the threat of death, the generals disregarded the casualties among their soldiers.

The soldiers, rewarded handsomely, fought just as hard.

The Qi archers stood in formation like a forest, their arrows blotting out the sky, each one imbued with a faint spiritual energy, exploding into fine stone fragments as they pierced the city wall.

The Yan soldiers lay in ambush behind the battlements, and when the rain of arrows subsided, they pushed down molten metal and huge stones, smashing the Qi soldiers who were scaling the city into a bloody pulp.

Shouts of battle, screams of agony, and angry roars rose and fell, and blood trickled down the city bricks, gathering into a dark red stream at the base of the city wall.

As war broke out, the strongmen of Qi also became the vanguard.

The powerful cultivators at the Outer Realm stepped through the air, leading the other cultivators, and charged towards the city wall amidst a stench of blood.

The powerful figures from various sects of the Yan Kingdom also ascended into the sky together. The two sides' Dao Domains unfolded with golden lotuses, dense purple energy, pitch-black pythons, bloody killing intent, and chaotic battles.

While Yan cannot match Qi in terms of the number of skilled fighters, this place is Yan's border region and has accumulated experience over hundreds of years.

With the help of the protective formation, the two sides' experts were able to fight to a standstill.

On the first day of fighting, neither side gained an advantage, and after exhausting themselves, they each called for retreat.

In the following days, the powerful warriors of Qi led their soldiers in a fierce battle, unleashing a barrage of supernatural powers and spells. Meanwhile, the cultivators of Yan focused on maintaining the protective array around the pass, the array patterns flickering on the city walls.

Even when the city walls were occasionally cracked, soldiers would bravely rush forward to fill the gaps with their own bodies.

In an instant, flesh and blood mingled with the flames, and corpses piled up layer upon layer at the base of the city wall, gradually filling the ground.

The stench of burning corpses, mixed with the wails of soldiers from both sides, rose up, and thick black smoke obscured the sky.

By the seventh day, the Yan soldiers, who were outnumbered, began to feel exhausted, and a section of the city wall was breached.

The Crown Prince of Yan personally led his guards to block the breach, fighting fearlessly against the Qi soldiers.

When spears broke, they used knives; when blades were dulled, they used fists and feet. Seeing His Highness the Crown Prince fighting so desperately, with wounds accumulating all over his body, the morale of the Yan Kingdom soared, and they managed to hold on.

The laborers braved a hail of wood, stones, and arrows to carry sandbags and stones inscribed with array patterns from the rear to the front lines to fill the gaps.

Many fell before they even arrived, but they pressed on one after another, each one fearless of death, stepping over the corpses of their comrades, gritting their teeth, and continuing forward.

The wounded soldiers retreated, and the exhausted soldiers sat in a corner of the city, gnawing on dry military rations, their faces covered in blood and stench, numbly awaiting the next round of fighting.

They cannot retreat; behind them are their parents, their wives, their children, their families, and the wealth accumulated throughout their lives.

If the natural barrier is breached, everything will be taken by the State of Qi. If sacrificing one's own life can save the whole family, everyone is willing to do so.

They held out until the fourteenth day. By then, the walls of Tianqian Pass were riddled with holes, most of the crenellations had collapsed, and the walls were covered with charred marks and cracks.

Even in order to block the Qi Kingdom, the old lady Si, a powerful cultivator at the Outer Realm who was about to die, risked her life to set up an array, which held off the Qi army for another day.

Even the crown prince was seriously injured and had to leave the front lines for treatment.

At dawn on the fifteenth, the Yan army's armor was soaked in blood, and they could no longer distinguish friend from foe. They just numbly gripped their blades, their eyes filled with the will to die.

When the Qi army's war drums sounded again, the Yan soldiers, who were leaning against the broken walls, silently stood up on the still-flowing blood.

Qin Zijun silently observed the battle, and even though the Yan state suffered heavy casualties and the soldiers were at their limit, he still did not make a move.

He was Yan's last trump card, and also Yan's only means to turn defeat into victory.

If he makes the first move, he will be exposed and face that veteran Dongxuan Zhenjun directly, and his chances of victory will be greatly reduced.

He must wait until the ruler of Qi loses his temper and makes the first move before he can launch a surprise attack and create an advantage for himself!

"It's been fifteen days. Based on our previous analysis, Qi cannot continue fighting, otherwise the other surrounding states will become restless."

"The ruler of Qi cultivates the art of governing the dynasty. Even if he knows that his intervention would be detrimental to his cultivation, he has no choice; he cannot wait any longer!"

Qin Zijun exhaled a breath of turbid air, gathering her essence, energy, and spirit to her peak state, ready to unleash a thunderous strike at any moment!

……

Inside the Qi army tent, the Qi king's face was gloomy, his wine cup shattered, and the spilled wine stained the precious carpet at his feet.

The generals in the tent knelt on the ground, trembling, especially the Qi army commander, whose face was deathly pale and filled with despair.

"Good, very good! My Qi Kingdom has so many useless people. Who was it that said before the battle that my army had 300,000 men and the enemy only had 30,000, giving us the advantage?"

"And now? Tell me, after fifteen days of fighting, with such heavy casualties on the Qi army, you still can't take this small, formidable pass!"

The King of Qi had a ferocious expression, revealing his gleaming white teeth.

The Qi commander kowtowed forcefully and shouted, "Your Majesty, the Yan state has built up this natural barrier for hundreds of years, and the Yan army is fearless in the face of death."

"Give me two more days—no, just one more day—and I will surely take it down!"

The commander-in-chief complained bitterly.

This is not how you fight a war!

If the ruler of Qi hadn't declared before the war that he would kill every Yan person and forbid surrender, how could Yan have resisted so desperately?

Even if you really want to kill all the people of Yan, you can't say it directly. You have to first create chaos within Yan and split the country, and then order them all to be buried alive after you win the battle!

But the commander dared not say such things; he could not blame the king for being incompetent, but only himself.

"Shut up! I won't listen to any excuses!"

The King of Qi slammed his hand on the armrest of his chair. The aura emanating from the True Lord of the Cave Mystery pressed down on everyone present, making it difficult for them to breathe.

A general who harbored a grudge against the commander gritted his teeth and mustered his courage to say, "Your Majesty, we have been here for fifteen days, our supplies are running low, and our rear is completely depleted."

"The other states will surely be eager to act, which will be detrimental to your rule, Your Majesty. I urge Your Majesty to personally take action and conquer the Yan state!"

The King of Qi tapped the armrest and pondered for a moment, then suddenly glared at the commander of the Qi army.

The commander screamed in agony as his body floated up, inflating like a balloon before exploding into a bloody mist, his soul and spirit annihilated.

The people in the tent were so frightened that they dared not speak again.

After killing the commander, the King of Qi unleashed his terrifying magical power, tearing the camp apart.

He transformed into starlight and soared into the sky, standing in the void as he walked step by step toward the walls of the Yan Kingdom.

"It is the ruler of the State of Qi!"

The Yan Kingdom cried out in alarm, and the powerful figures of Yan Kingdom showed fear on their faces, but they still gritted their teeth and were determined to stand up. Some of the outer realm experts even used their limited magic power to expand their Dao Domain.

"snort!"

The King of Qi merely snorted coldly; he didn't even make a move, only glancing at the scene.

His ability to perceive profound mysteries, derived from the Cave Profound Realm, allowed him to break through the Dao Domain of an Outer Realm expert with a single glance, causing all his spells and supernatural powers to vanish.

Some cultivators from the Yan Kingdom even suffered a backlash from his gaze, vomiting blood and dying on the spot.

Even those who didn't die were mentally exhausted and had little power to resist.

Even though the strongmen of the Yan Kingdom were exhausted after many days of fighting.

But he was almost completely defeated by a single glance from the King of Qi. He truly deserves the name of the True Lord of the Mysterious Cave!

The soldiers and generals of Qi were greatly encouraged and shouted in unison:

"Your Majesty!"

"King"

"Your Majesty!"

"..."

Amid the cheers of the remaining 200,000 people, the King of Qi walked through the air toward the fortified city wall of Yan.

When he reached the city wall, it was the day the Yan state was destroyed.

The Yan soldiers were finally in utter despair.

Facing the True Lord of the Cave Mystery, numbers are meaningless. Even if they have 100,000 or 1 million people, they cannot withstand the divine might of the True Lord of the Cave Mystery.

Qin Zijun, who had been keeping a close eye on the battlefield, knew her opportunity had arrived.

The King of Qi had barely stepped onto the city walls of Yan when he was about to take action to completely erase this formidable barrier.

Suddenly, a finger pointed at him.

The sky collapsed and the earth caved in, severing all life. That finger seemed to have absorbed all the life force in the world, turning this place into a dead zone, blocking the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and even tearing the void apart.

Slicing through the void—this is a power possessed only by the True Lord of the Cave Profound Realm!

The King of Qi's expression changed drastically. He never expected that there was a True Lord of the Cave Mystery lying in ambush in the State of Yan!