Chapter 185: Awakening
Liangzhou.
Zhenbei Xiong Guan.
In the past, this was an insurmountable mountain in the hearts of the barbarians, but now, it is covered with barbarian flags, fluttering in the wind.
Inside the pass, the Northern Barbarian soldiers sang and danced, venting the pent-up frustration of the past thousand years.
They were poised to strike, waiting only for the Savage Emperor’s command to trample Liangzhou and then devour the fertile soil in the distance.
The Great Yan Martial Saint did not respond for a long time, which caused the violence in their hearts to grow day by day. From time to time, they looked ferociously at the Great Yan army in the distance, completely able to see the panic and anger on the faces of the Great Yan soldiers watching from afar. This made them enjoy themselves greatly, giving them a sense of exhilaration like toying with prey.
Waves of strange cries rang out from outside the formidable pass.
Those were Northern Barbarian cavalrymen laughing, swaggering with their prey in front of the Great Yan’s stationed army without restraint, provoking them with their skilled horsemanship.
Of course.
It’s not that there aren’t capable individuals in Great Yan, it’s just that they don’t dare to act.
If they killed these provocative cavalrymen and subsequently provoked a large-scale attack from the Northern Barbarians, they could not bear the consequences. In the end, it was because the Great Yan Martial Saint had not appeared that they lacked confidence.
There were also many sect masters and powerful individuals secretly watching, keeping track of the latest developments at all times.
But today.
The situation has changed.
“Coward of Great Yan, if you have the guts, kill me!”
“A bunch of pathetic jokes, don’t you see what’s on my shoulders? That’s your women!”
A group of Northern Barbarian cavalrymen guffawed, mocking with abandon.
The Great Yan soldiers watched this scene, their eyes red with anger. They desperately wanted to attack, but they dared not, so they could only endure the provocation in silence.
The Northern Barbarian cavalry’s insults were even more unpleasant.
Inside the Great Yan camp, there was still no movement.
“Let’s go, let’s go! A bunch of useless trash, truly uninteresting!” the leader laughed, preparing to return victorious.
An anomaly suddenly occurred.
An arrow shot out from the depths of the encampment, carrying a wind that tore through the air, piercing directly through the head of the leader. Its momentum unabated, it continued to pierce through seven or eight Northern Barbarian cavalrymen, leaving the remaining Northern Barbarian cavalrymen in shock as they retreated towards the rear.
The Great Yan soldiers were all invigorated.
But he had no time to be happy.
Figures with powerful auras were flying from the sky, they were the Northern Barbarians’ Heavenly Human Realm experts, their furious voices echoed across the land:
“You killed my barbarian sons, you deserve to die! Hand over the murderer, or today I will make you pay with blood!”
Inside Zhenbei Xiong Guan.
The Barbarian soldiers roared in unison to support him, their aura reaching the heavens. The dark clouds of war instantly covered every Great Yan soldier, their faces pale. Especially after seeing the majestic figure standing atop Zhenbei Xiong Guan, their minds couldn’t help but tremble.
29 The Savage Emperor is unrivaled.
Inside the Great Yan camp, a figure shot up into the sky, holding a long spear and wearing green armor, exuding an imposing aura.
Divine Feather Great General took a deep breath, his eyes like lightning:
“I killed him. What do you want?”
That barbarian general coldly laughed:
“Good! Very good, commit suicide to atone, otherwise I will make your Great Yan flow with rivers of blood!”
Divine Feather Great General cursed angrily:
“Son of a bitch!”
That was said.
His spear had light flowing on it, and an astonishing spear light was cleaved out.
The barbarian general clearly hadn’t expected the Great Yan people, who had been cowering for so long, to suddenly become so tough. Caught off guard, he was almost split in half. Even so, he was quite disheveled, which immediately broke his composure.
“Good! It seems you’re tired of living!”
“Kill!”
He roared angrily.
It was almost in the blink of an eye.
The great war was imminent.
The Great Yan soldiers, who had been stifled for a long time, didn’t care about all that. Since the Great General had already made a move, they now only wanted to vent their inner anger. As for what would happen afterward, that was not their concern. The barbarian soldiers were the same; now that they had found an opportunity, they couldn’t worry about so much anymore.
On the ground.
The two armies clashed, their shouts shaking the heavens.
Powerful martial artists also fought against each other in pairs.
Above Zhenbei Xiong Guan.
The Savage Emperor watched silently, with Baoshu Buddha beside him. Everything in the distance was like child’s play to them; even powerful Heavenly Human Ranking masters were pitiful in their eyes.
“It seems there’s indeed a problem with Yan Sheng’s body. The Demonic Sect created by the remnants of Great Yu caused him quite a bit of trouble before,” Baoshu Buddha chuckled.
The Savage Emperor first nodded, then shook his head:
“The Demonic Sect doesn’t have that kind of strength. Even a False Saint catalyzed would at most cause a little trouble, most likely it’s still the influence of bloodline methods.”
He said again:
“That’s enough, thinking too much is useless. After waiting for so many days and it hasn’t appeared, it’s indeed time to harvest. Otherwise, by the time the old guys all emerge, I’m afraid there won’t be enough to go around. We don’t need to be greedy; occupying two prefectures along with the original grasslands should be enough.”
As he spoke.
He took one step and was already high in the sky above the battlefield.
Baoshu Buddha followed closely behind him.
The two were like great suns, instinctively attracting everyone’s attention.
Without the Savage Emperor’s signal, Baoshu Buddha had already summoned the Glazed Treasure Tree, its seven-colored radiance coiling around them, causing those from the Great Yan side to tremble.
In the blink of an eye.
A Buddha palm that obscured the heavens had already condensed and emerged. That strong sense of oppression made everyone suffocate. Several hidden top-tier Heavenly Human Realm experts also appeared, but before this Buddha palm, they were like ants.
The Buddha’s palm suppressed downwards.
The Northern Barbarians cheered, and Great Yan was terrified.
Divine Feather Great General’s pupils constricted, he began to feel nervous, he feared becoming an eternal sinner of Great Yan, today’s matter was not something he decided on his own, but rather he had received a secret letter from the imperial capital.
Just as he was in a panic.
The distant horizon.
A wisp of flame rose into the sky, insignificant at first, but in the blink of an eye, it had transformed into a sea of crimson fire.
The sound of burning echoed through the void. In just a moment, that terrifyingly powerful Buddha palm turned to ash. Not only that, but the flames also had immense lingering power, and they continued to burn along the Glazed Treasure Tree.
Baoshu Buddha’s expression changed dramatically, and he let out a strange cry. Dense golden light surged from his body as he went all out. The Savage Emperor also wore a solemn expression, and streams of spiritual power swept out, helping Baoshu Buddha extinguish the flames.
A figure came, hands clasped behind his back.
He stood in the void, possessing a demeanor that looked down upon the world.
Everyone in Great Yan revealed cheers and shock on their faces.
“General Yanwu!” Divine Feather Great General instinctively wanted to call out, but immediately stopped, because the person before him, apart from looking exactly like General Yanwu, was completely different in demeanor and bearing.
The Savage Emperor and Baoshu Buddha finally extinguished the flames. They looked at the elder before them, their expressions incredibly solemn.
“Yan Sheng!”
Li Yanwu scanned the battlefield and said indifferently:
“Get out of Great Yan, and your crimes today will not be held against you.”
Although the words were plain, they were full of dominance.
The Great Yan side was all in an uproar, while the Northern Barbarian soldiers trembled. The Great Yan Martial Saint had deterred the world for two thousand years, an influence that could not be erased in a mere short period.
The Savage Emperor’s face was grim. He stood shoulder-to-shoulder with Baoshu Buddha, confronting Li Yanwu.
“Yan Sheng, times are different now. In the past, we were asleep, and it didn’t matter if the world belonged to you. But now that we have returned, everything must be reshuffled.” He stared ahead and continued, “I only need Liangzhou.”
The battlefield below had gradually calmed down.
Countless people were looking forward to it.
But Li Yanwu calmly spat out a single word:
“Scram.”
In an instant.
The winds and clouds changed.
Boundless flames surged behind him, illuminating the entire heaven and earth with unparalleled brilliance. The layers of clouds above the high heavens were scorched away. The Savage Emperor and Baoshu Buddha changed color as two colossal fire pillars shot out from the sky, then descended to suppress them.
The Glazed Treasure Tree radiated brilliant light, with a Buddha seated upon it; dark, dark black aura condensed on the Savage Emperor, and a three-headed Heavenly Wolf roared and charged out.
But all of it was useless.
The pillar of fire was majestic and irresistible.
The Buddha was scoured by flames, instantly turning to ash, and Baoshu Buddha was suppressed into the ground; the Three-Headed Heavenly Wolf resisted for a brief breath before also turning into nothingness. The Savage Emperor’s expression changed, unwilling to be so disheveled, but he was still blasted an extremely long distance by the impact of the pillar of fire, flipping and flying backward.
For a moment.
Heaven and Earth were silent.
Everyone stared dumbfoundedly at the Great Yan Martial Saint.
I originally thought there would be a fierce battle, but I didn’t expect the gap to be so large.
“Martial Saint! Martial Saint!”
The Great Yan side cheered thunderously.
Li Yanwu just stood with his hands behind his back, gazing forward.
It was unknown when, but a Blind Old Man reappeared on the battlefield; some had already recognized his identity.
Listening Wind Elder!
If before the True Profound Mountain Heavenly Human Ceremony, Listening Wind Elder was perhaps only number one on the Heavenly Human Ranking, but now, everyone knows that this ruthless individual, who is incredibly fierce, easily separated the four Ancient Saints on True Profound Mountain previously.
Li Yanwu lowered his body and met his gaze.
Listening Wind Elder let out a light sigh:
“Fellow Daoist, are you well?”
Li Yanwu nodded and said:
“I know what you mean, otherwise today wouldn’t have ended like this.”
The Savage Emperor and Baoshu Buddha angrily rushed back, both landing behind the Listening Wind Elder. They seemed to have found support and roared:
110 “Zhan Tian Daoist Friend, you be the judge. We have returned and are claiming a territory. Is that going too far?”
Li Yanwu’s eyes turned cold.
Baoshu Buddha trembled subconsciously. He originally thought Li Yanwu’s physical condition was problematic, but he didn’t expect him to be excessively strong. However, the Savage Emperor then said in a deep voice:
“Yan Sheng, we are indeed no match for you now, but what about after the Spiritual Energy Revival? You can block the two of us, but can you block so many fellow Daoists?”
Li Yanwu glanced dismissively:
“When that time comes, we’ll each rely on our own abilities. For now, get lost!”
These impolite words made the Savage Emperor’s face even uglier, and he wanted to continue speaking.
Listening Wind Elder waved his hand gently:
“You two calm down too.”
The Savage Emperor’s face grew darker.
The two strongest beings of the current stage stood on opposing sides; they had no way to resist.
Listening Wind Elder continued:
“Savage Emperor, your Barbarian grasslands are already vast enough. There’s no need to fight over these places anymore. As for fellow Daoists who will revive successively in the future, Yan Sheng will certainly allocate corresponding territories for them. As for the rest, remember this: this is what Yan Sheng deserves.”
The words fell.
The Savage Emperor and Baoshu Buddha were both silent.
Li Yanwu nodded indifferently:
“That’s natural. In the future, fellow Daoists who revive can be allocated some territory, but they shouldn’t even think about touching the main body of my Great Yan.”
The Savage Emperor merely snorted coldly.
What happened today was not worth it. We fought, but gained nothing. If we continue, there will be no benefit.
He did not speak, only turned and left.
Li Yanwu’s voice rang out from behind him:
“Wait.”
The Savage Emperor roared angrily:
“What? Does Yan Sheng still want to continue?”
He turned around abruptly, killing intent condensing in his eyes.
Li Yanwu said coldly:
“The people can go, but the debt cannot be wiped away. The number of Great Yan soldiers killed this time will be the number of people who remain.”
The Savage Emperor’s eyes were filled with tangible ferocity, as if he were enduring something. Baoshu Buddha gently pulled him, allowing the Savage Emperor to suppress the killing intent in his heart bit by bit. He stared deeply at Li Yanwu before saying coldly:
“Okay.”
After spitting out this word, he fled.
He wasn’t regretful because the millions of Northern Barbarian soldiers about to be enslaved or slaughtered, but because he had already lost face today and didn’t want to stay any longer.
Baoshu Buddha smiled bitterly in his heart.
Ever since he emerged, he had suffered one setback after another. He could only be glad that today, unlike that time at True Profound Mountain, he hadn’t lost any spiritual blood.
After clasping his hands in a bow, he also closely followed the Savage Emperor.
Listening Wind Elder nodded slightly at Li Yanwu and turned to leave.
Only the countless soldiers of the Northern Barbarians were left with shocked minds.
Li Yanwu looked at the frightened gazes and said indifferently:
“Kill.”
…
The news of the great battle in Liangzhou spread across the world at an extremely fast speed.
150 Great Yan Martial Saint Li Yanwu emerged, the Savage Emperor retreated, and the Northern Barbarians’ million soldiers were slaughtered.
The world shook again.
Inside the Mingwu Pavilion.
Ning Qi listened to the news Luo Wentian spoke of and was slightly surprised.
“Li Yanwu? Isn’t that General Yanwu? I heard that the Great Yan Martial Saint who appeared on the Liangzhou battlefield has the same appearance as General Yanwu and was called Yan Sheng by the Savage Emperor and Baoshu Buddha.”
He pondered the idea in his heart, connecting it to the method of surviving to the present day through bloodline inheritance that White Mountain Old Daoist had told him about, and vaguely understood something.
“Are you linking through later bloodlines… It seems there’s a difference between Yan Sheng and Listening Wind Elder’s methods.”
Ning Qi thought to himself and said:
“Yan Sheng’s strong return at the critical moment foiled the Savage Emperor’s plan. This way, at least in the short term, Great Yan will not fall apart. However, it seems Yan Sheng is also wary of those ancient saints who are about to return, even promising to divide a portion of the territory to belong to them.”
Luo Wentian nodded solemnly:
“That’s right. The dynasty has an unparalleled obsession with unifying its territory, and the fact that they’ve now made concessions is a testament to that.”
Dragon Mountain Daoist put down his teacup:
“Thinking too much is pointless. At least for now, these matters have nothing to do with our True Martial Sect. With the emergence of Yan Sheng, those martial arts sects will also quiet down a bit. How is King Zhenbei doing now?”
Luo Wentian said:
164 “He’s still recovering from his injuries. He’s quite lucky to have just avoided the Savage Emperor’s sharpness; otherwise, he might have become an example for the Savage Emperor to kill.”
Dragon Mountain Daoist felt relieved:
“That’s good, lest little eleven keeps worrying.”
167 Luo Wentian also said:
“There’s one more thing.”
“The remnants of the Demonic Sect seem to have all disappeared.”
His expression was slightly solemn.
Ning Qi’s eyes paused.
Luo Wentian continued:
“A while ago, the Demonic Sect seemed to be gaining support from some force and rising in prominence. However, after the True Profound Mountain Heavenly Human Ceremony, the return of the Ancient Saints, and the great war in Liangzhou, the remnants of the Demonic Sect have completely ceased their activity.”
“Whether it was the Demonic Sect Leader leaving seclusion, an Ancient Saint supporting them, or some other hidden hand, it is unknown.”
Dragon Mountain Daoist slowly nodded:
“The current world structure has changed greatly. Although the threat of the Demonic Sect is not as severe as before, we cannot let down our guard. While there is no news of other Ancient Saints yet, it’s not impossible that some Ancient Saints have returned and are lurking in the shadows. We cannot be too careful, lest we provoke these old monsters.”
Ning Qi asked:
“Is there any news from the Southern Border?”
In this era where ancient saints have reappeared, the threat from the Southern Border is truly nothing. The reason he is asking about the Southern Border now is that he has remembered the Blood Emperor Gu.
In recent days.
He and Blade Demon also attempted to refine spiritual energy, achieving considerable progress.
If the progress continues like this, deducing secret techniques to filter out poisonous things will not be difficult. At least a rough version can be achieved. However, another problem will arise: the spiritual energy within the King Yu Bead is not enough for one person to step into the Martial Saint realm, and subsequent research will stagnate. Ning Qi needs to find other external resources; he must plan ahead.
The Blood Emperor Gu naturally caught his eye.
Luo Wentian frowned slightly:
“Intelligence previously reported that the Southern Border was cultivating Blood King Gu among the Northern Barbarians, but now that the Savage Emperor has returned, there might be conflict between them. The Southern Border should have retreated by now.”
Ning Qi slowly nodded.
“Senior Disciple Brother, focus more on this aspect. I have a great use for it.”
Luo Wentian’s expression turned serious, and he quickly nodded.
…
In the blink of an eye, another month had passed.
The world is in turmoil.
The aftermath of the Liangzhou Great War continued to ferment, causing heated discussions everywhere.
With the emergence of the Great Yan Martial Saint, Great Yan’s prestige rose again. The martial arts sects within its territory were all submissive, not daring to act ostentatiously, and all their previous little schemes were put away.
But there are always exceptions.
Another Ancient Saint has emerged!
Not one, but two in succession.
One was named Chiyang Martial Saint, and the other was named Heize Martial Saint. The former appeared in Yunzhou, while the latter appeared in Cangzhou. The inheritance of the former had long been annihilated in the long river of history, but the latter had a branch that remained, which was Misty Rain Pavilion that had once presented gifts at the Dragon Mountain Daoist Heavenly Human Ceremony.
After the two Martial Saints appeared, they initially caused some disturbance, but Great Yan Martial Saint Li Yanwu rushed over immediately.
After the discussion.
Finally, a territory was allocated in Yunzhou and Cangzhou to each of the two Martial Saints. This territory not only contained fertile land and a large population but also famous mountains and great lakes.
For a time, the world turned its eyes.
This almost meant a country within a country.
The status of the Ancient Saints soared, and the world realized that even the current extremely powerful Great Yan Martial Saint had to give the Ancient Saints some face, which made some Martial Arts Sects all anticipate and hope that some Ancient Saints would take notice of them.
It’s just that Chiyang Martial Saint supported a sect in Yunzhou and directly renamed it the Chiyang Sect. Although they changed their affiliation, they soared to success, envied by countless people.
Everyone knows.
This is just a prelude.
As these two Martial Saints return, more Martial Saints will awaken one after another, shining brightly in the world.
Ning Qi felt a sense of urgency rise within him.
His and the Blade Demon’s experiment was nearing a critical moment.
And just at this moment.
Mingwu Pavilion sent news that was both expected and incredibly surprising.
Qin Yun has finally awakened!
