Peace Order
Chapter 398 - 169: Scholars, Warriors, Loyalty, Treachery, Heroes, Villains, Life and Death! _2

Chapter 398: Chapter 169: Scholars, Warriors, Loyalty, Treachery, Heroes, Villains, Life and Death! _2

"This is, this...!"

"The meridians are congealed, the blood and Qi are exhausted, and the heart also..."

The monk’s expression changed several times, and ultimately, even he was left only with a bewildered and ghastly pallor, silent... This poison had almost turned the body into crystal. They had tried everything to get here, but it was still too late, just like ten years ago.

Yue Pengwu was calm, his head against the wall, feeling his heart’s final beats.

"So it is..."

"Back then, you escaped."

"That’s great."

The sounds of pursuers came from the formation outside; Yan Xuanji held a weapon, his tiger eyes slightly red, as he turned and looked at the Great Formation, a murderous intent in his eyes. Gu Daohui had stopped for some unknown reason and did not continue the pursuit.

But with a general like Gu Daohui, catching up would not be difficult.

With their meager military strength, they had rushed into the Imperial Palace, facing generals and strategists in what was originally a desperate strategy. And now that they had found the person they were trying to rescue, it still seemed ultimately futile.

"The enemy..."

Yue Pengwu looked down; he suddenly extended his hand, his palm, the back of his hand, and his arms all showing traces of the Fei Blood poison. The general picked up the rough War Spear, twisted his wrist, and then stood at the entrance of the Great Formation, smiling slightly, he said:

"Then, this time, let Yue Pengwu cover the rear."

Turning his back to Li Guanyi, he said:

"When I was young, Taiping Duke taught me Martial Arts and war tactics. When you were born, I was still quelling external enemies. I was full of thoughts about teaching you all his tactics, transferring the knowledge from one generation to the next, which was a good thing, and I thought about how I would teach you."

"But later, the world became so chaotic, I ultimately couldn’t find you. This troubled world always forces everyone into a corner with no escape, but it’s alright, I have seen you now."

He said softly, "Then, that is enough."

"This world always involves many partings and fleeting encounters; sometimes one meeting is worth ten years."

"They say I will die here, and you will too, but I don’t believe that. Be brave...rush outside..."

Yue Pengwu gripped his weapon; Yan Xuanji understood his intention.

Thus, the Fierce General also picked up his weapon, and standing alongside the staggering general at the end of his life, they raised their weapons, a war spear and a dark staff pointing forward, just as Taiping Duke and the Regent King once did, shielding their juniors.

Yue Pengwu seemed to remember something, he reached inside his robe, pulled something out, and placed it in Li Guanyi’s hand. He said with a smile, "This is the heart of the Taiping Army..."

He raised his hand, which held a cluster of dried rice stalks.

But it was this cluster of rice stalks that had ignited the initial fire, from General Zhou to Taiping Duke, and then to Yue Pengwu, that flame quietly burning in the heart of each generation. Then Yue Pengwu, with a reverse thrust of his spear, blasted a huge exit beside the Underground Palace.

"Go!"

He pushed Li Guanyi on the shoulder, thrusting him forward.

Yue Pengwu’s eyes had already lost focus, everything before him blurred.

I have already grown up, General, he thought, already able to gallop across the world, already able to fight for my country and my people, already able to protect the people and pave the way for those who follow.

The Golden Winged Great Peng would fall here.

But another flame would rise from where I fall.

But he saw the young man pushed out, take a few steps, seemingly clenched his fist, then suddenly turned around; Li Guanyi had been thinking of ways to save him, but at this moment, indeed, there was only one last resort left.

He had to take the gamble.

Without hesitation, he dashed forward.

The young man drew out the Qiushui Sword, and ran it across the palm of his left hand.

Then, he withdrew the sword, and momentarily, using a point-pressing technique, he touched it to Yue Pengwu’s body. A large man, Yue Pengwu suddenly staggered; he had no guard against Li Guanyi, now like a candle in the wind.

He delivered his final strike, with unsurpassed brilliance, dazzling like the bright sun. Yet beyond that strike, he was so weak that he staggered and fell.

Li Guanyi supported him with one hand, lifting the other.

Fresh blood, containing the undiminished power of the Immortality Elixir, fell into Yue Pengwu’s mouth, whether the disaster of the Fei Blood from ancient times would hold more power, or the longevity pursued by magicians throughout the ages would prevail.

"Hou Zhongyu, oh, Hou Zhongyu, prove your mettle!"

Li Guanyi pulled bottle after bottle from his robe.

These were Hou Zhongyu’s cherished collections; he found the healing Elixir Pills and poured all of Hou Zhongyu’s treasured collection into Yue Pengwu’s mouth, then with his own blood, tried to counteract it, but Yue Pengwu’s vitality continued to rapidly fade. The blood of the Fei could not be countered by Hou Zhongyu.

If it were just the effects of the Fei Blood previously, it could have been resolved.

But to contend with Tantai Xianming, Yue Pengwu had voluntarily absorbed the Fei Blood into his meridians, managing the forces of both good and evil, which had also led to the spreading of this poison throughout his body a long time ago. It was a strange poison that had once influenced the fate of the world, and not just he had died under this poison.

Yan Xuanji’s expression was sorrowful; Yue Pengwu’s eyes slightly lowered, he seemed to see the general from that year again. A moment of hesitation and struggle appeared on Li Guanyi’s face, there indeed was such hesitation and struggle.