Azure Heaven Saber
Chapter 1030 - 1030 20 Gradually Weakening 2 in 1_2

Chapter 1030: Chapter 20 Gradually Weakening [2 in 1]_2 Chapter 1030: Chapter 20 Gradually Weakening [2 in 1]_2 …

Elsewhere, Wu Tiejun, the Great Marshal of Great Qin, led a victorious army of seven hundred thousand troops, emerging from Yuezhou with a ferocious step into the territory of Great Qi.

“Since they had the audacity to invade our borders without cause, they must be prepared for the consequences. If no explanation is given, the edge of our blade will show no mercy as it becomes bloodied!”

The entire Great Qi was instantly in a state of extreme anxiety, with everyone on high alert as if facing an imminent threat.

With an unmatched reputation and the momentum of a grand victory, Wu Tiejun used the bones of three hundred fifty thousand Qi soldiers as a ladder to step upon Qi soil. How could this not cause turbulence in the heavens and earth or change the color of the rivers and mountains?!

…

At the same time.

Another Great Marshal of Great Qin, the God of War of the Fei Family, and the first among the military, also advanced with a heavy force pressuring the borders of Zhao State.

Behind them, there was a numb but busy movement of troops, provisions, heavy equipment, and armaments… The flow was continuous and abundant, giving the appearance of readying for war against Zhao State.

Upon seeing this, Zhao State was thrown into complete chaos.

However, Zhao State’s troops were also known for their fierce fighting skills, and the country was renowned for its many strategic military figures, their prowess not inferior to that of Great Qin.

Raising troops overnight, they swiftly confronted the surging advance of the Qin Army without falling behind.

The two sides rapidly formed battle formations and entered a prolonged standoff.

…

On another front.

Great Qin was busily engaged in fortification at the four border cities, displaying a strong defensive posture against the potential threat from Chu Country’s military.

Despite the lack of intention to initiate combat, the signal was clear: we are ready for war, come and attack if you dare.

The Chu Country, recently ravaged by Wu Tiejun, had not yet recovered its vitality and was consequently forced to naturally resort to guarding its strategic strongholds.

For the short term, peace between Qin and Chu was a foregone conclusion.

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In the wake of consecutive major battles involving Qin, Yan, and Qi, Yuezhou, once known as a key military stronghold, struggled to live up to its name. Moreover, within a few thousand miles outside Yuezhou City, it seemed as though a natural battleground had been forged for martial factions.

This transformation was neither artificial nor coincidental.

The authorities were completely unaware of what was actually happening here.

Indeed, Great Qin’s Dark Division hadn’t the inclination to concern itself with the situation here because…

Qing Ming, who had only recently returned, had once again vanished without a trace, exactly as before, with no word left behind.

…

The Blood Emperor, Lei Tu, gazed upon the ever-increasing variety of spiritual medicines, his eyes gleamed ominously.

This time.

It was certain.

After more than ten thousand years of seclusion from the mortal world, he believed that none of his old friends would suspect him.

At most, the exceptional strength of the Blood Emperor’s Thirteen Slaughter and their numbers might raise some doubts, but the Thirteen Slaughter had never acted together, and now they had lost two members. Even if they did appear, it was only eleven of them. Should someone guess, they would likely dismiss their own speculation as being far-fetched.

I lurk in the shadows.

They are all in the open.

How can they possibly compete with me?

By the time they realize it, I will have already snapped Dong Pingchuan’s neck and made my escape, leaving them to search to no avail for an explanation.

After several more years of recovery, when I re-emerge, won’t I still command sole supremacy, with none daring to disobey?

The Thirteen Slaughter are indeed loyal to me. I might as well take advantage of the next opportunity to go into hiding to further enhance the cultivation of those ten people, impart some more advanced techniques…

Next time, I will have my revenge and settle all grievances.

Qing Ming, Heavenly Sword Cloud Palace, Absolute Sword Devil Palace…

One by one, they will be overturned!

I refuse to be caught off guard as I was last time, when just as luck would have it, I was alone and trapped in my lair…

What the Blood Emperor, Lei Tu, never expected was that he was already exposed.

The thought ‘nobody knows who I am’ that he held was already a joke.

Those old friends he feared not only knew who he was but were also fully aware of how many subordinates he had, the extent of his influence, the foundational organization he had secretly developed over many years, and even the location of his current stronghold.

This was the advantage of targeting a specific goal. Once there’s a trail to follow, there’s no such thing as a secret!

But it’s not Lei Tu’s fault.

Cunning and astute as he was, he truly had taken his precautions to the extreme. His correspondence had been scrutinized down to the last letter, with no hint of a slip-up!

And the person in question was detained in the safest place possible.

Even with the power to pierce the heavens and traverse the earth, he simply couldn’t manage to deliver a message.

What the Blood Emperor, Lei Tu, absolutely couldn’t anticipate was…

The one they had captured was an oddity of oddities.

An unparalleled anomaly throughout the millions of years of history across the Anping Continent.

Feng Yin appeared to be imprisoned, seemingly powerless to wield any technique.

But in reality, not only could he use his abilities, but he also had a variety of methods at his disposal, including some that could traverse the heavens and pierce the earth.

Feng Yin was not only capable of sending messages but had several means to do so!

The certainty presumed by Lei Tu that ‘it is absolutely impossible to send messages’ was thus fundamentally wrong.

Even more absurd was Lei Tu’s belief that Dong Pingchuan’s life hung tenuously in his grasp and any rash action would result in instant death, with no possibility of escape—

Dong Pingchuan/Feng Yin, the so-called prisoner, could vanish at any moment—provided Feng Yin communicated with the Illusory Silkworm. How could the Illusory Silkworm allow its long-term means of survival to die right there? Even at the risk of its own life, it could instantaneously transport Feng Yin thousands of miles away.