Chapter 483: Mo Yi of the Earth Nether Sect, A Battle That Shakes the Heavens!
As the loud, domineering laughter echoed across the sky, a cold glint flickered in Zi Huo's blood-red eyes. He took a step forward, looking at the figures in the distance. Despite the dire situation, his voice remained steady, showing no sign of fear or hesitation.
Ever since the leader entrusted Yuanfu to him, Zi Huo had resolved to fight to the death. Facing this overwhelming disadvantage, there was not a trace of fear in his heart.
"Yuanfu has warriors who die on the battlefield, not cowards who surrender," he declared firmly.
The Sword Sovereign stood tall in the air, his long sword gleaming coldly in his hand. Hearing Zi Huo's declaration, he let out a soft sigh.
"Well... since that's the case, I won't show mercy either. After all, your leader... is that little brat!"
As he spoke, a twisted expression of hatred appeared on the Sword Sovereign's aged face, and his killing intent surged. Ever since hearing that Mo Yu had destroyed Ice River Valley, he had felt deeply uneasy and even fearful. Ice River Valley, one of the three great valleys, was far stronger than his own Wan Jian Pavilion. Now that Mo Yu was rising with unstoppable momentum, the Sword Sovereign's desire to kill him had grown stronger by the day.
The Sword Sovereign had initially agreed to join forces with the Western Alliance through the mediation of the Sword Master. His goal was simple: to eliminate Mo Yu.
"Activate the formation!" Zi Huo's face darkened as the Sword Sovereign insulted Mo Yu, calling him a "little brat." A cold shout erupted from his mouth.
"Yes!" responded the warriors around him in low voices. Suddenly, the sky above the fortress trembled, and a giant energy barrier appeared, enveloping the entire Yumen Fortress. It stood tall between the two opposing armies.
"Archers, prepare!" Zi Huo roared again. The sound of heavy crossbows being drawn echoed through the air. Massive crossbow machines, each about seven or eight feet tall, were swiftly drawn by several warriors working together. Sharp bolts, over two meters long, gleamed with cold light.
These crossbow bolts, made of special materials by the Tool Alliance, were as powerful as six-tier weapons and incredibly costly to produce. Even Dou Huang-level experts would be pierced through if struck unprepared, their bodies pinned to the ground by the powerful bolts.
"Enough delays, Sword Sovereign. Today, we must flatten Yumen Fortress and unify the Western Region. Even if that brat doesn't show up, we'll have enough strength to dig him out from wherever he's hiding!" A cold voice suddenly sounded from behind the Sword Sovereign.
The Sword Sovereign glanced back to see who had spoken. An old man in black robes stood in the air. Though he appeared ordinary, the powerful aura within him was unmistakable—stronger even than the Sword Sovereign himself.
"Mo Yi of the Earth Nether Sect!" The experts of Yuanfu stationed at Yumen Fortress tensed, their expressions growing grave. The Western Alliance was primarily built around the Wan Jian Pavilion and the Earth Nether Sect. It had gained further strength through the influence of the Sword Master, an eight-tier refiner, and by absorbing dozens of sects and family forces. Though the alliance now likely had over ten Dou Zun experts, the Sword Sovereign and Mo Yi were undoubtedly its two pillars.
With these two titans present, it seemed the Western Alliance was indeed determined to crush Yumen Fortress.
"Of course, Mo Yi, there's no need to worry. Yuanfu is already trapped like a fish in a barrel. Their strength is hardly worth mentioning. Yumen Fortress will fall soon enough," the Sword Sovereign replied coldly, caressing his sword.
Though they were now allies, the Sword Sovereign clearly didn't care much for Mo Yi of the Earth Nether Sect. To him, the Western Alliance was merely a temporary means of self-preservation, formed to deal with Mo Yu. That was also why the Sword Master had sought the Sword Sovereign's support in creating the alliance.
The Earth Nether Sect had had minor conflicts with Mo Yu in the past, but nothing serious. Thus, their motivation for joining the Western Alliance remained questionable to the Sword Sovereign. In his view, Mo Yi was using the alliance to further his own ambitions.
The Earth Nether Sect, a lesser branch of the Heaven Nether Sect, had its own designs on dominating the Western Region. The Sword Sovereign felt little but disdain for Mo Yi's ambitions. To him, Mo Yi's dream of ruling the Western Region was nothing but a delusion.
"Since the Sword Sovereign is confident in breaking through Yumen Fortress, I'll leave it in your capable hands," Mo Yi responded with a slight smile, as though he had seen through the Sword Sovereign's thoughts. Inwardly, he sneered at the Sword Sovereign's cowardice, fearing a mere youth like Mo Yu.
Mo Yi had sent people to investigate the destruction of Ice River Valley and had found that Mo Yu had relied on some rare and special means to achieve it. Even if Mo Yu had killed Ice River Valley's leader, such a technique couldn't be used often.
A mere Dou Zong, even an eight-tier refiner, wasn't worth fearing. Once Yumen Fortress fell, Mo Yi planned to capture Mo Yu and use his power to assert dominance over the Western Region. Given time, he might even elevate the Earth Nether Sect to the same level as its parent sect, the Heaven Nether Sect.
Ignoring Mo Yi's delusions, the Sword Sovereign raised his head and gazed at the thick protective barrier covering the fortress. After a moment, he lifted his sword, his aged voice echoing through the air.
"All troops, attack! Flatten Yumen Fortress!"
"Charge!"
At the Sword Sovereign's command, the sea of soldiers outside the fortress erupted into a thunderous roar. The ground trembled as the massive army surged forward like a tidal wave, charging toward Yumen Fortress with killing intent.
As the killing aura spread across the battlefield, the faces of those defending the fortress turned grim. They gripped their weapons tightly, ready for battle.
"Fire!"
As the enemy forces neared, the fortress defenders unleashed a barrage of giant crossbow bolts. The enormous arrows shot into the air like a dark cloud, raining down on the advancing army. Screams of agony filled the air as soldiers were pinned to the ground by the deadly projectiles.
Zi Huo stood atop the fortress walls, watching the enemy forces being mowed down by the massive bolts. His blood-red eyes remained emotionless. Slowly, he looked up at the sky, where nearly a hundred figures hovered in the air. Behind them, countless Dou Wang and Dou Huang experts, with their wings of Dou Qi, awaited orders.
"Attack! Break the barrier!" Mo Yi commanded, his gaze indifferent as he watched his soldiers unable to advance within a hundred meters of the fortress. To him, the ordinary soldiers below were nothing more than cannon fodder. The real threat came from the experts in the sky.
At Mo Yi's signal, the experts in the air formed a semicircle and began their approach. After a moment of silence, a powerful roar echoed, and waves of Dou Qi shot toward the protective barrier.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The energy strikes exploded against the barrier, sending ripples across its surface.
"Archers, shift your aim! All Dou Wang and above, prepare to counterattack and reinforce the barrier!" Xiao Li, standing beside Zi Huo, calmly issued commands, demonstrating the composure of a seasoned general.
Once the young master of Wutan City and the second commander of the Desert Iron Mercenaries, Xiao Li had grown strong enough to lead even in Central Plains.
"Fire!"
As Xiao Li's orders rang out, the massive crossbows shifted their aim. The sky filled with the sound of whistling wind as the bolts shot toward the enemy experts.
"Ahhh!"
Despite their strength, many of the experts were struck by the bolts, their bodies falling to the ground like broken kites. The fierce fighting soon descended into a brutal exchange of attacks between the two sides.
"Boom! Boom!"
Explosions echoed as countless energy blasts struck the barrier, causing it to ripple violently. But the barrier held firm, while the Western Alliance's losses mounted.
"They're weakening."
In the sky, Mo Yi smiled coldly as he watched the barrier tremble. He raised his hand, forming a strange gesture.
The Western Alliance's dominance didn't rely on Dou Wang or Dou Huang experts. It was their Dou Zong and Dou Zun experts who were the true power behind their success.
As Mo Yi made his gesture, the sandstorm behind him parted, revealing nearly a hundred figures stepping forward. Among them, ten figures radiated an overwhelming, terrifying aura, causing the very air to tremble.
Ten Dou Zun experts!
On the fortress walls, Zi Huo and the others finally showed signs of fear. These were the true forces that would decide the battle.
In total, Yuanfu had only six Dou Zun experts: Zi Huo, Xiao Yi Xian , Qing Lin, Ma Chen, the Iron Sword Sovereign, and a reclusive Dou Zun from the Eastern Clan. In contrast, the Western Alliance had twelve, including the Sword Sovereign and Mo Yi.
The odds were against them.
"Boom!"
The hundred experts marched through the sky, and the massive crossbow bolts shattered before they could even reach them.
"Charge!"
When they were only a few hundred meters from the fortress, the hundred experts stopped. In unison, they unleashed their Dou Qi, which merged in the sky, forming a colossal energy beast over a thousand meters long.
The beast roared, and with a single step, it charged toward the protective barrier of Yumen Fortress.
Though attacks rained down on the beast, they did nothing to slow its advance.
The beast crashed into the barrier, and for a moment, the entire world seemed to freeze. Then, the fortress trembled violently as shockwaves rippled through the air. With a deafening explosion, the barrier shattered into countless pieces.
As the barrier fell, Zi Huo stepped forward, followed closely by the Lion Army. Their killing intent surged, matching that of a Dou Zun expert.
The situation had reached its most critical point. Zi Huo's blood-red eyes burned with killing intent as his cold voice rang out across the battlefield.
"For the leader! Fight to the death!"
"Roar!"
"Fight to the death!"
The soldiers of Yuanfu roared in unison, their eyes blazing with fury. Their devotion to Mo Yu burned deep within them, fueling their battle cries.
Even the Western Region's native warriors, though unfamiliar with Mo Yu, were inspired by Yuanfu's fearless resolve. Many had their own grudges against the Western Alliance and were unwilling to flee.
"Fight!"
The Dou Zun expert from the Eastern Clan roared and charged at the approaching forces of the Western Alliance.
"Kill!"
In the sky, Mo Yi grinned wickedly as he watched the barrier fall. With a wave of his hand, he gave the order.
At his command, the countless Dou Wang and Dou Huang experts surged forward like a torrential storm, crashing against the fortress walls.
And thus, a battle that would shake the heavens began!
(End of Chapter)
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