Fantasy: Unparalleled Prince, Conquering the Heavens!
Chapter 149 - 148: Disaster starts from the South _1

Chapter 149: 148: Disaster starts from the South _1

The blazing flames of war burned within the heart of the Sand Scorpion King. Two beams of fiery red light shot from its eyes, piercing the Void.

In its lifetime, it had always lived underground and never experienced a true battle. For such a combative race, this was, by all measures, a great regret.

Therefore, upon witnessing the power unleashed by the Four Divine Beasts’ Army Soul, it grew eager to engage in combat.

Firstly, a hearty battle could alleviate its longstanding regret. Secondly, defeating the Qin Dynasty’s army could pave the way for the resurgence of the Sand Scorpion clan.

"Power of the Ancestor Scorpion!" the Sand Scorpion King roared. A colossal scorpion shadow, a thousand zhang tall, materialized behind it. The shadow radiated an ancient aura; it looked ferocious, with robust and powerful pincers emitting滾滾 Evil Qi that stained the yellow, sand-filled world crimson.

Without hesitation, the towering scorpion shadow launched an attack. Its pincers struck down, sending tremors through the earth. The sheer force and extreme sharpness of the blow caused the sand dunes below to collapse.

The Sand Scorpion soldiers who hadn’t fled far retreated in horror.

Zhao Yun, Lv Bu, Bai Qi, and Wang Jian remained calm, weapons held high, their bodies imbued with a powerful aura.

The soldiers of the Azure Dragon Army, White Tiger Army, Vermilion Bird Army, and Black Tortoise Army all stood with heads high and chests out, their gazes cold, similarly holding their weapons aloft.

BOOM!

Four mystical lights flashed!

The power of the Azure Dragon, the ferocity of the White Tiger, the flame of the Vermilion Bird, and the shield of the Black Tortoise—these four terrifying forces coalesced in the Void, forming a white spear Qi.

"Dragon-like Spear Qi!"

Zhao Yun strode forward, the power of the Four Divine Beasts’ Army Soul augmenting him.

CLANG!

The spear Qi thrust out, a tremendous force sweeping across tens of miles.

BOOM!

The two attacks collided. The dragon-like spear pierced through the two sharp giant pincers. The dispersing energy shattered the desert sky, turning day into night.

Zhao Yun and the Sand Scorpion King were simultaneously thrown backward. Zhao Yun was hurled a thousand zhang, while the Sand Scorpion King was flung over nine hundred zhang!

It might have seemed as if the Sand Scorpion King had the upper hand, but in reality, both were injured.

"White Tiger Sky-Slicing Halberd!"

Just as Zhao Yun steadied himself, Lv Bu, having already gathered his energy, unleashed his attack. His imposing momentum shook heaven and earth, and his halberd swept across, dazzling the heavens.

The White Tiger Army Soul moved with him like a shadow, exuding an endless torrent of Slaughter Qi.

"ROAR!"

The Sand Scorpion King roared in fury. It hastily channeled its energy, its pincers gleaming with a mysterious light, its eyes blazing with a blinding killing Qi. It was actually repelled by the insignificant human race!

Shame! Utter shame!

Strands of Dao power infused its pincers, and swirling poison corroded the Void.

Law of Poison!

The Void filled with a putrid stench. Anyone with a low cultivation base would be poisoned and die within moments.

BOOM!

Lv Bu’s attack landed with a thunderous crash.

The Sand Scorpion King’s body was once again sent flying. It stabilized ten thousand zhang away. A fine halberd mark, oozing a pale golden fluid, appeared on its shining golden pincers.

It was injured!

However, Lv Bu’s condition was no better. During the collision, the webbing between his thumb and forefinger was torn. The poison lingering in the Void seeped into his body through this wound.

The poison released by the Sand Scorpion King was extremely vicious!

In just two breaths, Lv Bu’s lips began to turn black. He temporarily lost his combat strength and hastily sat down within the Formation, operating his Cultivation Technique to expel the poison.

"Kill!"

Glancing at Lv Bu, Bai Qi launched his attack. Crimson flames erupted from his body. Even his war sword turned a dazzling blood-red, as if fresh blood flowed along it.

His sword strike tore through the Void!

The Vermilion Bird let out a clear cry and spread its wings. The Vermilion Bird’s fire filled the sky, incinerating the poisonous gas floating in the air, like a sun hanging high above.

With the poisonous gas gone, Bai Qi’s Sword Qi blazed across the sky, striking directly at the Sand Scorpion King.

"This relentless assault by turns, shameless!"

The continuous attacks left the Sand Scorpion King struggling to cope. Before it could recover, it saw Bai Qi’s attack coming and cursed loudly.

"Myriad Scorpion Force!"

Cursing was one thing, but its counterattack couldn’t falter. The Sand Scorpion King swung its pincers, unleashing dozens of blasts of power.

Each blast possessed the destructive power to shatter heaven and earth!

BOOM!

Under everyone’s gaze, the two onslaughts collided.

Unsurprisingly, the Sand Scorpion King’s body was thrown back thousands of zhang once more. Its vital energy and blood surged violently, and its golden carapace turned slightly reddish.

"Hehe, my turn!"

Wang Jian, wielding his war sword, charged forward under the Sand Scorpion King’s furious gaze, his surging Sword Qi like a vast sea.

Left with no choice, the Sand Scorpion King could only defend!

And so, Zhao Yun and the other three generals took turns attacking. Soon, they had exchanged dozens of blows. The terrifying attacks left the already fractured Void even more battered.

From a hidden spot in the Void, Nie Feng watched this scene, his mouth agape, utterly astonished.

A Saint King! The pinnacle of power in the Eastern Continent! Even across hundreds of Dao Domains, there are few such beings. They are all legendary figures, capable of suppressing an entire King-level Dao Domain single-handedly. Yet now, this Saint King is being overpowered by four Saint-level Martial Artists!

The Qin Empire is truly unfathomable. It seems I must report this news!

Further away in the Void, a figure clad in a black robe stood. In his hand, he held an ancient bronze mirror covered in mystical runes, which projected an image into the Void.

The image showed the battle raging in the vast desert.

After watching for a while, the black-robed man waved his hand. The image vanished, and the bronze mirror returned to his grasp. A pair of black wings sprouted from his back, and he flew off into the distance.

He was the Dark Envoy—a loyal servant of the Light Divine Emperor, a non-human expert who walked in the darkness.

Meanwhile, as the battle raged in the desert, far to the south in the Qin Empire, a massive fleet of hundreds of warships sailed swiftly across the vast ocean, riding the wind and cleaving the waves.

This fleet comprised the hundred strongest factions of the Wan Dao Domain, led by the Qunxian Sect, totaling over a million individuals.

The Wan Dao Domain, being composed of islands, naturally had a relatively small population.

Mobilizing a million people at once was arguably the Wan Dao Domain’s largest military deployment in five hundred thousand years.

The last large-scale mobilization had been to repel the invasion of the Sand Scorpion clan.

This time, were they targeting the Sand Scorpion clan? Or the Qin Empire?

"Great Elder, the Qin Dynasty’s strength is meager, and they wouldn’t dare obstruct us. I wonder, what is the Sect Master’s intention? Does he want that particular domain of the Qin Dynasty?" a Sect Elder asked respectfully.

Before him stood a figure in a blue robe, grasping a blue treasured sword. His gaze, fixed on the faintly visible continent in the distance, held a hint of greed as he chuckled coldly, "The Sect Master’s intention? Of course, it is to take all of it!"

"Using the nine domains of the Qin Dynasty as a stepping stone, once we clear out the hidden threat of the Sand Scorpion clan, we can then attack the Light Divine Court eastward and spread the influence of the Wan Dao Domain to the heart of the Eastern Continent!"

There, that is the world of the strong! It is also our greatest opportunity for development...

His voice thrummed with fiery enthusiasm and anticipation! His name was Mo Shi.