My Cultivation Starting from Archery

Chapter 545: Chapter 196: Evil God Path, Breakthrough to Martial Saint_5

“Alright, I’ve got it all down.”

Gu Xinlan led the Empress to the back door of the great hall, “You better go now.”

“What’s the point of love and affection?”

The Empress shook her head slightly and with a wave of her hand changed into a different attire; then a flying sword appeared, turned into a streak of light, and soared away.

She looked in the direction of Beiliang, at the red glow that filled the sky.

“I’m afraid no one will escape unscathed.”

“I also need to find an opportunity to take sister and the others away from this place of trouble.”

…

Langjuxu Mountain.

The Formation operated day after day.

The weather had gotten extremely cold; it had reached the point where one’s eyes could freeze shut.

In the midst of wind and snow.

Within the great tent, a fierce blaze burned.

Four Barbarian Great Khans warmed themselves around the campfire while constantly debating how to divide the territories that lied ahead.

“After the Slaughter Vein is revived.”

“The Ancient Demon Immortal Master will be able to control the entire Eastern Continent within two years!”

“By then, the Sheng Dynasty will belong to my Tuoba Clan.”

“Nonsense! In this campaign, my Yuwen Tribe has contributed the most; it is only right that it should belong to us, Yuwen. You should be content with Dongqing.”

“West Qi is mine,” declared the Duan Clan.

“That leaves me with no choice but to barely accept Nan Xu,” said the Murong Great Khan reluctantly.

“We shouldn’t fuss over this.”

“There’s plenty of land and wealth in the Eastern Continent.”

“Once we have controlled the four nations, we can continue marching forward; everything in the world will belong to us!”

“Well said!”

“By my calculations, only a few days are left!”

“The Old Emperor of the Sheng Dynasty is also inside.”

“Hehe, the most crucial one is Sun Xiangzong; that old immortal is trapped within the city. In his lifetime, he has killed who knows how many of our Heavenly Clan. Now, turning into blood water is his just deserts.”

“And what about his disciple?”

“Did Yu Wenxin manage to crush that Chen to death at the Agate River?”

“…”

“Report!”

“Bad news!”

“Great Khans, bad news!”

A barbarian burst in with intelligence, recounted the events at the Agate River, and finally added, “Now, Chen Sansi is leading his troops straight to Langjuxu Mountain!”

After a brief dead silence.

The Tuoba Great Khan slammed the table and stood up, pointing at the white-haired Yuwen Great Khan, “Yuwen Jinglan, didn’t you boast that your fourth brother was the strongest in your Yuwen Tribe? The strongest man, leading an army of fifty thousand, died at the hands of the Mysterious Phenomenon?”

“My fourth brother, my son…”

Yuwen Jinglan was plunged into the shock of the terrible news.

It was a long time before he came back to his senses, gnashing his teeth he retorted, “Tuoba Hongxin, you don’t know the full story, what gives you the right to insult my fourth brother? Maybe that Chen has some kind of trump card?!”

“If I remember correctly, your younger son was captured alive for the second time, right? And by the same person too!”

Tuoba Hongxin said sarcastically, “It seems to me that your Yuwen Tribe is not far from its end!”

“You…”

Yuwen Jinglan stood up, wanting to say something, but he was interrupted.

“Gentlemen, please stop arguing,” urged the Duan Clan Great Khan.

“What is urgent now is to make preparations, not to let him actually reach the mountain. If something goes wrong with the Array Eye, many years of our hard work will be ruined all at once!”

“Indeed, wouldn’t it be a joke if the two of you start quarreling over such a trivial youngster?”

Murong Great Khan pointed to the map, “That Chen Sansi is currently at most at this location. There are a few tribes in front; even if they cannot stop him, it should buy us enough time for us to deploy heavy troops at the foot of Langjuxu Mountain. In the end, he is just a Mysterious Phenomenon.”

“Let’s assume he has broken through to the Martial Saint Realm!”

“He only has fifteen thousand men at most,” said the Duan Clan Great Khan. “Add a few Martial Saints and High Priests, and if he dares to come, we’ll make sure he stays here forever.”

“That’s right.”

“This man is most adept at using schemes and tricks; we should not act rashly. Let’s set up our formation here and wait for him!”

…

The Great Desert snowfield.

Hongze Camp was making a difficult march through the ice and snow.

The farther they went, the lower the temperature dropped.

Even the soldiers who practiced Martial Arts every day began to suffer frostbite, and they had to stop frequently to warm up by the fire.

“This horse, I’ll give it to elder brother,” said Chen Sansi, as he handed the reins of the Black Wind Horse to the other man.

“Great,” said Wang Zhi, who couldn’t let go of the horse. He immediately tried riding it and exclaimed, “This horse is a treasure; was it that old scoundrel Yu Wenxin’s? I bet there aren’t many like this on the grassland.”

He looked down at the horse, recalling how not long before, a Martial Saint had been sitting on it.

This younger brother.

Is really flamboyant.

He was on tenterhooks in the Great Village when not long afterward, he learned of Yu Wenxin’s death…

“My lord!”

Zhao Kang came riding up to report, “There is another Yuwen Tribe camp ahead, but it doesn’t have many soldiers, just over two thousand, and the General in charge is not of Martial Saint Realm.”

“My lord, what should we do?”

After the Battle of the Agate River, Chu Shixiong had no doubt left in his heart, fully integrating into Hongze Camp, “There are no Martial Saints ahead, and the forces are not strong. How about I take the lead and charge straight into it?”

“Stand down.”

Chen Sansi rejected the proposal, waved his hand to signal the Ninth Prince nearby to come over.

Yu Wenxin, the Ninth Prince, was only at the Hua Jin level, and there was no need for the special confinement method of Mystic Iron Chains piercing through his acupoints; simply disarming him and having Xu Bin and others watch him was sufficient.

Moreover, Yu Wenxin was very compliant, riding on horseback without ever straying half a step.

“Chen Sansi, what… what do you want me to do by calling me over?”

He swallowed nervously and cautiously said, “I’m a Prince, you can’t kill me!”

“I won’t kill you.”

Chen Sansi tossed him a piece of dried meat, “Do you recognize the commander of the camp ahead?”