Demoness, where are you Fleeing to?
Chapter 897 - 740: Hun Level Wuyi

In recent days, the Azure Phoenix had been circling the skies, monitoring the surrounding area of several hundred miles; every move of their Oirat People was under the vigilance of the Divine Blood Azure Phoenix.

The speed of this bird was only slightly inferior to that of the "Thunder-Winged Peng" by a margin, yet its observational abilities were even more remarkable. It benefited from its master, possessing the ability to see through most of the world’s Illusion Techniques.

A few days earlier, Yexian had also tried to lay an ambush, intending to first annihilate a forward outpost of the Jin Army; however, the Jin People were always able to react in time.

To some extent, the Azure Phoenix had become the Jin Army’s greatest assurance for fast troop movements, thus deeply dreaded by Yexian, who desperately wished to eliminate it to end his vexation.

He had originally planned to lure the enemy with his own "Thunder-Winged Peng," to draw the Divine Blood Azure Phoenix into an ambush hundreds of miles away.

But Li Xuan’s Divine Blood Azure Phoenix once again took him by surprise, showing a formidable power at the Heavenly Tier. It fought with utter disregard for its own safety, entangling itself in a fight to the death with all its might.

Especially the Divine Skill "Engraved on the Edge of Wind" inherent to the phoenix lineage, which allowed the Azure Phoenix to ride upon any winds, big or small.

As long as the Thunder-Winged Peng stirred any wind with its Stlye Light, the Divine Blood Azure Phoenix could follow it, merging into the breeze.

This was a technique that grew stronger against stronger opponents; even the Three-legged Golden Crow, with its unmatched Style Speed, could do nothing about it.

Thus, his Thunder-Winged Peng was entangled by the Divine Blood Azure Phoenix and unable to break free for the moment.

Yexian quickly deduced that his protective Spirit Pet had fallen into a critical situation, and he ferociously made his move. On one hand, he shielded the Thunder-Winged Peng as it retreated; on the other, he made a final effort to kill the Azure Phoenix.

But just as the blade’s light was nearing the Phoenix, Li Xuan had already arrived.

He slashed with his blade as well, and then the bleak light of the blade in the sky, along with the entire Tula River below, was enveloped in ice.

The course of the river, stretching for a hundred miles, was frozen over by Li Xuan’s Yi of the sword.

—This was not because Li Xuan couldn’t control his power, but rather it was a result of Yexian’s constant dodging and resistance.

Under Yexian’s protection, the Thunder-Winged Peng that had fled seventy miles away let out a piercing scream.

Its feathers were already covered with a layer of frost.

Thunderbolt crackled all over the Thunder-Winged Peng, yet it was unable to melt the frost.

Khan Yexian of Vala was locked in fierce battle with Li Xuan, whose freezing blade reduced the speed of both man and bird. Then, Li Xuan changed his slashing pattern. His divine intention locked onto Yexian as he slashed again and again, like light and electricity, with the swiftness and suddenness of a thunderstorm.

Previously, he needed to gather his strength before he could execute a ferocious strike like the "Phantom Electric Slash."

But now, he could easily execute it at will, slashing a thousand and seven hundred times in a single breath, continuously and without end, as if it could go on forever.

Initially, Yexian thought to wait until Li Xuan’s Heavenly Tier Zhenyuan was exhausted, but after ten breaths, his external Qi was slashed and torn open by Li Xuan’s sword light. His Thunder-Winged Peng was in an even worse condition, with the Divine Blood Thunder Phoenix seizing the opportunity to claw out several deep, bone-exposing wounds.

One particularly serious slash reached the root of the wing, causing the Thunder-Winged Peng’s speed to drop once again.

Yexian’s face turned ashen, then without hesitation, he drew out a golden curved blade.

That was the personal weapon of the great general ’Muhuali’ from the founding days of the Mongwu Empire and a fake divine treasure imbued with the Rule of Extreme Heaven.

During the founding period of the Yuan Dynasty, several emperors collected treasures from all over the world and forged numerous nation-stabilizing heavy weapons.

Regrettably, Yexian was not a direct descendant of the Golden Family, so he was unable to use most of them, but Muhuali’s curved blade was not restricted to a specific lineage.

When that golden blade was swung, the entire land and rivers seemed to be filled with countless raging thunder serpents.

—This was indeed the Thunder Style’s Rule of Extreme Heaven, Control Thunder!

Yexian was not only controlling the Thunderbolts between heaven and earth, but also affecting the tiny electric currents inside Li Xuan’s body.

Li Xuan was well-prepared; as the raging thunder serpents first formed, he suppressed them with a giant cauldron he controlled.

The head-on collision of two powerful Extreme Heaven rules caused the ice on the Tula River below to shatter into countless pieces amidst thunderous roars.

At that moment, eight black Dragon Qi emerged around Yexian, wrapping around him.

Li Xuan was no less determined; controlling the force of ten thousand armies, he drew upon the Jin Dynasty Dragon Qi to manifest seven mighty golden dragons around himself.

Though only seven, they were visibly more robust, with strong bodies, and all scales, horns, claws, and teeth intact.

At ground level, Shang Hong was taken aback at this spectacle.

He wondered why the Dragon Qi that Li Xuan controlled took the shape of dragons rather than Jiao Dragons.

If one were to accuse him of harboring disloyal intentions and aspirations for the throne, then before Li Xuan formally usurped the imperial throne, the Dragon Qi of the County Prince of Fenyang should still be at the Flood-Dragon Level, incapable of undergoing the dragon transformation.

As Shang Hong stood perplexed, the Dragon Qi of the two combatants violently collided, causing the surrounding landscape to fracture inch by inch.

Yexian slid back over twenty miles, bleeding from his mouth.

Yet he didn’t manage to shake off Li Xuan, whose dual blades continued to slash down from the sky like thunder and lightning, an onslaught as relentless as a tempest.

Yexian found himself at a disadvantage as he was too close to Ulan Bator, with more than four hundred thousand of the Jin Army right behind Li Xuan.

Just the overwhelming force of ten thousand armies that Li Xuan controlled was already putting immense strain on him.

In addition, Li Xuan’s endurance surprised him beyond measure.

According to the information Yexian had gathered beforehand, although Li Xuan’s capabilities in every aspect could match those of a true heavenly level, he had not yet opened his Xuanqiao and achieved a heavenly body.

His Heavenly Tier Zhenyuan was far from that of a true Heavenly Level.

But in today’s battle, after thousands of exchanges, the endurance and recovery displayed by Li Xuan left Yexian deeply shocked.

What’s the difference between this and a true heavenly level?

Fortunately, at this time, two auras nearly as formidable as Yexian’s were hurtling towards Li Xuan from the distant horizon.

One of them had not yet come close when Shaofu Yu Jie intercepted it.

It was none other than the Mongolian Shaman Abas, who had brought two holy beasts, White Wolves, with him, but was forcefully suppressed by Yu Jie’s pure Hao Qi, dozens of miles away.

The other was a figure in reddish-gold, whose swift assault from a distance, with Yi of the sword that traversed a thousand feet, shattered the two dragons of Dragon Qi that were fiercely clawing around Li Xuan in an instant.

The shattered Dragon Qi quickly regenerated, and Li Xuan, eyes filled with anger, looked over in that direction.

He saw a broad figure wearing fur-lined armor and a reddish-gold battle suit.

His cultivation had already reached the Great Heavenly Position, aspiring to divine level Wuyi.

Li Xuan felt a sense of surprise, wondering who this Meng Wu general could possibly be.

It couldn’t be Alachien—the famous Oirat general Alachien, although only second to Yexian and Abas in strength, had a cultivation level similar to Liang Heng, merely at the sub-heavenly level.

Where did this figure possessing divine-level Wuyi and the Great Heavenly Position come from?

Li Xuan wondered if this could be some famous general left behind by the Mongwu Empire to the world.

However, those famed ministers and generals from the time of the Mongwu Empire’s founding either died in the midst of sweeping across the world, or were gradually forced to leave past the First Emperor’s Seal by Jinque Palace after the empire’s decline.

Li Xuan didn’t have time to ponder in detail; his eyes were already showing a reddish-gold hue.

But before he could spare energy to confront this person,

a faint fragrance wafted over, "Leave this person to me!"

It was a white figure, whose arrival made the golden sword light in midair veer off to the side.

Li Xuan slightly raised his eyebrows, recognizing that the newcomer was Tushan, the Nine-Tailed Fox.

With the arrival of this woman, the distant reddish-gold figure, State Preceptor Abas, and even Yexian himself, all exhibited a bewildered and dazed expression.

The reddish-gold figure was the first to wake from the illusion, immediately throwing several golden orbs.

As these orbs exploded in midair, the surrounding heavens and earth dimmed for a moment, followed by an outpouring of intense light.

The entire Void shook with the explosion, with endless radiation filling all directions.

Li Xuan recognized it as something similar to a ’Cosmic Core-pearl’, with a terrifying killing power.

His face grew tense, and then with a merger of Hao Qi he swung his saber. The endless icy Yi of the sword even managed to forcibly freeze the fierce radiation in front of him and the shockwave that seemed capable of destroying everything.

The endless layers of ice extended to the sides, like an impenetrable giant shield, causing the shockwave from that explosion to be discharged only sideways.

Li Xuan was doing this to avoid his stationed army in Ulan Bator being affected. Although the small nuclear-like shockwave couldn’t shake the army strength and vitality of over four hundred thousand soldiers, it would still cause some damage, however minimal.

As the shockwave finally dissipated, and a mushroom cloud rose into the sky, Li Xuan looked around and realized that Yexian and the others had vanished without a trace.

Li Xuan sensed around for a moment, and with the help of the vision of the Divine Blood Azure Phoenix, peered into the distance, still unable to find any sign of them.

The Divine Blood Azure Phoenix only saw their figures using a magical instrument to dive directly underground as the explosion occurred. And up until now, they hadn’t reemerged.

Li Xuan looked in the western direction, frowning slightly, "Shaofu Yu, do you know who that person was just now?"

"I don’t recognize him," Shaofu Yu Jie, who came stepping on the air with his hands behind his back, replied, "I have never seen this person before, nor have I crossed hands with him."

He was also curious about the identity of the golden-armored general, but at this moment, Yu Jie’s gaze fell on Tushan, looking her up and down with suspicious eyes.

Yu Jie’s Seven Orifices Exquisite Heart allowed him to discern Tushan’s demon body.

Tushan faced his gaze and said with a smile, "That was the ancestor of the Chrolus, the Golden Fuma of the First Emperor of Yuan, Mengketiemuer Chrolus! Do you know the origins of the Oirat People?

They are what you call the ’people of the forest’ who, during the Mongwu Empire’s period of warring heroes, could only subsist in the dense forests on the outskirts of the steppe.

After the Mongwu people moved south, these forest dwellers held fast to the plains, gradually growing in strength to become now what’s called the Vala Department."

Tushan, with a mysterious expression, looked at Li Xuan: "Yexian wants to replace the Golden Family; those survivors from the Mongwu Empire won’t help him, but this Mengketiemuer Chrolus, the Chrolus family ancestor, will lend him a hand.

Most of the famous generals of the Mongwu Empire withered away after its founding, with the sole exception of this man who stayed on the steppe and ultimately was pushed beyond the outer void by the Jinque Palace. But now, he has returned—"

Li Xuan’s expression became extremely solemn.

Shaofu Yu Jie also turned pale and cold.

"Be careful, Your Highness, the bottom line of the Jinque Palace is getting lower and lower."

Tushan then asked with a smile, "By the way, Your Highness, where are your two subordinates? Where have they gone? If they were here today, those three wouldn’t have escaped so easily."

Li Xuan shook his head slightly, "They have other important matters to attend to elsewhere."

At that moment, far away on a river, thousands of miles away,

Khan of Vala, Yecian Chrolus, was emerging from a river up into the air.

He touched the wound on his chest that emanated endless coldness, his expression exceedingly cold: "This is mid-stage Hun level Wuyi!"

The Liuli Haoqi of the Jin’s County Prince Fenyang was already extremely strong.

But now, this person has reached the Hun level with both his ice power and Thunder Style! The combination of Wuyi and Hao Qi made Yecian feel particularly terrified, and he had now lost the confidence he once had in winning battles on the field.