All Heavenly destiny reduced to ashes
Chapter 524 - 132: Surrender and Spare Life (6200)_3

Chapter 524: Chapter 132: Surrender and Spare Life (6200)_3

The young Martial Artist calmly said: "Indeed, you have defeated the invincible Martial Army of Da Chen... The Iron Li people broke the myth of Da Chen’s invincibility on its own soil."

"Admittedly, Da Chen deliberately played its part, and the Heavenly Demon, Heaven’s Will, the Five Sects, and even the Devil God of Taiyuan were helping you, but if you were just a clump of useless mud that couldn’t stand by a wall, you would never have seized this opportunity."

"Iron Li people, indeed have strong will and determination, able to fight to the last moment."

Ordinary people cannot and are unwilling to know the truth; they just need to know a one-sided ’fact’.

The victor is An Jing, the City Lord of Linjiang; the defeated is Da Chen’s Martial Army. Perhaps now people still confuse these, but in the future, in the future, people will understand.

—So that is how it is...

Han Hao’s spirit dimmed, his blood-and-haze-obscured eyes looked towards An Jing, he could no longer utter complete words, only fragmented phrases, and with fingers barely capable of lifting, pointed towards the direction of the Iron Cavalry Formation.

"Heaven...Heavenly Demon... infiltrated..."

He struggled, his lips leaking grey-black blood: "Sects... dark... cannot... hometown..."

"Mother..." he wailed, "I..."

"Wrong... wrong."

Han Hao’s eyes paused, pupils dilated, breathing stopped.

He died.

An Jing stood in front of the dead body of the Iron Cavalry leader, the fierce wind scattering all the gloomy dust and smoke, clearly presenting the scene to everyone.

"The Iron Cavalry leader is dead."

A sound that shook the heavens and the earth burst forth from the ground, An Jing, with his back to Da Chen’s Martial Army, facing the crumbling Iron Li Cavalry: "The rest, surrender, and you won’t be killed!"

[At the dawn of Great Antiquity, customs were simple, stones fashioned into crossbows, wood into bows]

[Today, gold forged into weapons, hides cut into armor, flags raised, drums built, for spears and for halberds and shields]

Behind him, two brilliant, burning constellations emerged as illusions, like rivers of flame cascading and intensified golden light congealing like blades, manifesting many halberds, shields, spears, swords, axes, and maces.

In the faintly dark, one could still vaguely see, in that profound void, three large stars rotating, forming a dark ring, some already beginning to twinkle, but one still silent, barely condensing into shadows of longbows, big arrows, leather armors, and drum banners.

Fully displaying the power of Taibai Luminous Godly Ban, metallic patterns, sharp and straight, also emerged around An Jing’s limbs; he lifted his hand and the weapons of the fallen soldiers started floating, revolving around him like stars orbiting the sun and moon.

[Saints command the universe, encompassing the seas, conquering without court sessions, feared for their strength, subdue rebels and tyrants, harness the advantage of the five military branches, as a resource for all nations]

[Today’s six commanders enforce martial law, carrying out divine punishment, the divine unobscured, great blessings arriving, enhancing the spirit with drums, assisting the might with bear banners, no city too fortified, no field formation too broad, like Fei Shuang rolling through woods, like uprooting mountains to idle eggs, as fire intensifies, and wind sweeps, the barbarians and Jiuli unifying]

[Allow me alone, the virtues, from you five military branches’ accomplishments]

"I am the Jiuli Commanding General."

The brilliant Fate Pattern wheel, like stars on the ground, shining brighter than the sun and moon obscured by clouds, and surrounded by weapons of a hundred soldiers, An Jing’s voice boomed like the Giant Gods and thundered like lightning through the earth: "To be defeated by my hands, is not your fault!"

"Surrender, and you won’t be killed!"

"This..."

Whether it was Da Chen’s Martial Army or the Iron Cavalry, all saw these five-star, five-weapon illusions.

They had not seen how An Jing ’forged’ many new weapons in Linjiang City, but whether it was landmines or rockets, Tengshuang White or the earlier appearing ’Giant Break Magic flying sword’, all left a deep impression on everyone.

In the ancient times, using stones for crossbows, wood for bows; later, using melted gold for weapons, cutting hides for armors.

The old five weapons, now replaced; the modern five weapons, what are they?

Perhaps... just these!

Clang.

In the crumbled formation of the Iron Cavalry, some have already put down their weapons, uttering that word while An Jing stepped towards them.

He was not the Soldier Master.

But why couldn’t he be the Soldier Master?

The Fate Altering Technique inherited from Mingguang Dust, proposed a possibility.

—The so-called Fate Pattern is an investment bestowed by Heaven.

Because of the abilities, intellects, desires, and determinations of beings, Heaven acknowledges the future potentials of beings, thus granting investments, planting Root Seeds, hoping it will grow into a towering tree, fulfilling the oaths made by beings, the true desires from their hearts.

In other words, although ’its fate is born of Heaven’, it originates from humanity.

The Root Seed given by Heaven, as long as it can grow, then under any pretense—whether for good or evil, for conquest or defense, for creating or ending, for exploring or maintaining—just be firm in the belief that it is their future, the essence of the Fate Pattern is nothing but a name.

Since he possessed the ability, the name, and the reality of the Soldier Master, and others also considered him the Soldier Master, then he was the Soldier Master!

Most of the Iron Cavalry gradually laid down their weapons, choosing to surrender—as An Jing said, having lost their leader, defeated by the Divine Mandate, no one would blame them.

Although some were confused—why would the source of the Iron Li lineage, the Jiuli Commanding General, be a person from Da Chen?

But those who knew a bit of the ancient history understood, in the earliest era of Embracing the Void Great Immortal, there was no distinction between Iron Li and Da Chen.

"...sigh."

Hang Mofeng watched An Jing’s back and the body of the enemy general beside him, and for some reason, he felt no joy in their victory, only an immense fatigue.