The Saint Martial realm! I've finally succeeded!
Wang Chong's eyes flashed with an intimidating elegance, his very being inspiring respect and fear. This was not an intentional action, but a natural aura that one exuded once one reached a certain level of cultivation.
The combination of the Vast Heaven Earth Art and the Great Yinyang Art had finally managed to deal Dayan Mangban a heavy wound. Wang Chong had then absorbed the energy of this legendary Tibetan Brigadier General, the Asura War God, the future King of Generals. Upon absorbing the Saint Martial energy, he had finally broken through that threshold and reached the initial tier of the Saint Martial realm.
Although he was still far from the peak of the Saint Martial realm, this was still a difference as vast as the gap between heaven and earth to Wang Chong. As long as he could rest firmly on this level, he could relearn many of the supreme techniques from his last life, and utilize many of the skills that had been locked away.
He was finally released. His fighting power had not simply been given a boost, but had been multiplied. Most importantly, he had finally stepped on the path to becoming the War Saint once more.
Starting from now, he wouldn’t need very long to reach the cultivation level of his last life.
"Congratulations to user! For completing 'The Threat to Qixi', you have been rewarded with 400 points of Destiny Energy!
"Warning: the history of the world has changed. With the death of renowned general Dayan Mangban, the course of the plateau has been changed. These changes have worldwide ramifications and have produced many indeterminate variables, with the changes still being calculated. Since user was responsible for these changes, user is rewarded 2000 points of Destiny Energy!"
At this moment, the Stone of Destiny spoke, and upon hearing this voice, Wang Chong couldn't help but slightly pause and let out a gasp.
Strange!
Wang Chong's eyebrows slightly rose, belying his massive shock.
There was an extra 2000 points of Destiny Energy!
Wang Chong was unsurprised by the reward of 400 points of Destiny Energy for killing Dayan Mangban, because that was exactly what the Stone of Destiny had promised him. But the 2000 points of Destiny Energy that came afterward were truly a big surprise.
The Stone of Destiny had not even mentioned such a thing when giving the mission.
The Stone of Destiny said that changing the history of the plateau has worldwide ramifications. It turns out that changing the fate of other countries can also result in generous rewards. This is quite the method for rewarding extra points of Destiny Energy. In addition, the penalty for failure in The Threat to Qixi was 2000 Destiny Energy, and the reward now is also 2000 Destiny Energy. Are these related? If they are, then I guess there's another special way to obtain Destiny Energy from the missions given by the Stone of Destiny.
Wang Chong looked up at the sky, his mind in deep thought.
However, a moment later, Wang Chong took in a deep breath and returned to his senses. He could research the Stone of Destiny later. The urgent task at hand was dealing with this battle.
"Kiiill!"
Shouts could be heard as Wang Chong opened his eyes. In front of him, the Tibetans within the steel fortress were crumbling, their morale shattered by Dusong Mangpoje's flight. It was said that the morale of the entire army was tied to the commander-in-chief, so when Dusong Mangpoje fled, his tens of thousands of cavalry had suffered a massive blow, a destructive blow.
An Imperial Great General represented the highest echelon of power in the world, and in the minds of the Tibetan warriors, such an existence would never flee from battle. But when Dusong Mangpoje fled from the combined assaults of the Demonic Emperor Old Man and the Wushang Village Chief, this deep-rooted conviction was completely overturned.
The collapse of the Tibetan army was total and spontaneous, turning from a full-throated assault into a panicked retreat in the blink of an eye. The unique terrain of the triangular gap also showed its might at this time. When Wang Chong was dealing with Dayan Mangban in the Four Symbols Yinyang Soul Trap, all the Wushang Cavalry had finished forming up, Li Siye leading them in chasing down the fleeing Tibetans.
Although they did not have Wang Chong's powerful war halos, the Tibetans and their powerful White Braves likewise lacked the boost from Dayan Mangban. Without the Great Bon Formation or Dayan Mangban's war halo, the White Braves were like dragons without a leader. Given that they also had to contend with the flight of tens of thousands of their fellow Tibetans, they had lost much of their fighting power.
"Interesting!"
Wang Chong's eyes flashed as he considered the situation, his lips curling into a smile. Breee! The White-hoofed Shadow let out a long cry, kicking up dust as it galloped up to Wang Chong. Mounting it, Wang Chong quickly charged out of the fortress.
As he left the fortress, the smiling Wang Chong quickly unleashed his war halos.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
With a metal clattering, halo after halo emerged from his body, shrouding the White-hoofed Shadow and then spreading over the fortress and his army. Boom! Earth-shaking cheers rose from outside the fortress.
"Lord Marquis, Lord Marquis has come!"
"Lord Marquis was just dealing with Dayan Mangban a while ago. With Lord Marquis here, it means that Dayan Mangban is dead! Charge! Now is the time to counterattack!"
"Don't let them escape!"
The cheers of the army shook the earth. Although none of them could see Wang Chong, they could sense the powerful energy of the halos. The three Halos of Dusk Stallion, the Bane of the Battlefield, the Bane of Generals… all the halos layered together, strengthening allies and weakening foes; one could easily imagine the state of the Tibetans. Screams and panicked shouts filled the air, and even from a distance, Wang Chong could sense the terror and dread.
Wang Chong knew that he had truly won this battle.
"Hyah!"
Wang Chong rode past the gate, past the steel walls outside the fortress. As he looked around, he could see that the northern region of the plateau was in chaos, the several thousand Wushang Cavalry divided into many small Arrow Formations and chasing down the fleeing Tibetans.
The Tibetans were in complete disarray, none of them daring to stop or resist, all of them panicked and only caring about escape. At this moment, even the clan experts in the city had joined in the pursuit.
Corpses of Tibetan cavalry were strewn across the earth, and even the massive black banner with the white eagle, Dusong Mangpoje's symbol, had been cut down, its remnants drifting in the wind.
Clang!
As he was looking around, a metal clattering came from beneath him. The milky-white Bane of the Battlefield Halo suddenly began to brighten, the halo rapidly expanding before sweeping over the battlefield like a wave.
"Congratulations to user! The Bane of the Battlefield Halo has reached the fourth level!"
That familiar voice rang out in his mind. At first dazed, Wang Chong quickly broke into a smile. The Bane of the Battlefield that had been dormant for so long had finally broken into the next level, a truly pleasant surprise. After all, the conditions for leveling up the Bane of the Battlefield only grew harsher as the levels increased.
"Hyah!"
These thoughts on his mind, Wang Chong urged his horse into a charge. In the distance, he could see two figures, one black and one white, rapidly making their way toward him.
"Master! Village Chief!" Wang Chong shouted, his eyebrows raised, his face full of joy as he went up to welcome them. The greatest contributors to this battle were the Demonic Emperor Old Man and the Wushang Village Chief. If he had wanted to defeat Dusong Mangpoje without them, then he would have truly had quite the headache.
At a place not far from the last of the steel walls, Wang Chong dismounted and met up with the two elders.
"Master, Village Chief, how is it? Did you manage to catch Dusong Mangpoje?"
Chapter 795: Dusong Mangpoje, Escaping Without a Trace!
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Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
"No! This young junior truly has some abilities. Old Fang and I chased him down, but he managed to use the strength of his tens of thousands of soldiers to stop us and escape without a trace," the Demonic Emperor Old Man lightly said, speaking of the matter like it was just a trifling affair.
Dusong Mangpoje was a famous Ü-Tsang Imperial Great General, known throughout the world as the Eagle of the Plateau, and one of the few peak Saint Martial experts of the world. However, in the mouth of the Demonic Emperor Old Man, he was just a 'young junior', but Wang Chong found nothing inappropriate about this form of address.
Although Dusong Mangpoje was at the peak of the Saint Martial realm, he was much younger than Wang Chong's master, and he had also not spent as much time at the peak of the Saint Martial realm, so there was nothing excessive about calling him a 'young junior'. Moreover, the Demonic Emperor Old Man had once been the supreme master of the evil path in the Central Plains, with countless experts dying at his hand. He had killed so many Saint Martial masters that almost all the sect masters of the world paled at the mention of his name.
There were very few people in the world who could sit on his level.
Even in that apocalyptic era, when Wang Chong became the Grand Marshal of the world and the most powerful War Saint in the history of the Central Plains, he still regarded the name of the Demonic Emperor Old Man as an existence hanging high above him like the noon sun.
If not even the Wang Chong of that time had the right, Dusong Mangpoje certainly had no reason to be brash.
"I also only found out today that he was an Imperial Great General of Ü-Tsang. If I knew that he would lead soldiers to invade the Great Tang, I would have never let him go," the white-haired Wushang Village Chief sighed.
"Mm?"
Wang Chong's eyebrows rose, and he finally could not hold back his question.
"Village Chief, what's the story behind all this?"
At the rear gate of the fortress, he had already noticed something strange. For an Ü-Tsang Great General to recognize the Wushang Village Chief was simply beyond belief.
The Wushang Village Chief hid nothing and told Wang Chong the story.
"So when Dusong Mangpoje was fleeing, he accidentally ended up in Wushang Village, and then for the sake of Huang Botian, Village Chief let him go?" Wang Chong asked, his brow creased.
"Aaaah, it is exactly as you say."
The Wushang Village Chief sighed and nodded, and Wang Chong felt like there was nothing more he could say as he looked at the ashamed and remorseful expression on the old man's face. Huang Botian was Wushang Village's outermost Protector, but he was also a martial maniac. Anyone who could defeat him would win his good favor, and he would regard them as his brother and comrade.
Wang Chong had known about this for some time, and he also knew that he had released a person who had intruded into Wushang Village. But Wang Chong could have never imagined that this person would be Dusong Mangpoje.
Destiny seems to preordain everything. I managed with great difficulty to entrap Dusong Mangpoje and expose his identity, but I didn't think that it would be Huang Botian that would allow him to escape.
Wang Chong could only bitterly smile. Huang Botian's love for martial arts was a part of his nature and could not be changed. There was nothing that could be done about Dusong Mangpoje exploiting this point.
"Village Chief, there's no need to worry. Dusong Mangpoje should have received a big shock this time, and in this triangular gap, he lost many soldiers and a Brigadier General in Dayan Mangban. It will be some time until he dares to come back," Wang Chong comforted.
"You're right on that point," the Demonic Emperor Old Man suddenly butted in, a proud expression on his face. "Although we allowed him to escape, Old Fang and I managed to heavily wound him. He'll need at least half a year to recover."
"Ah!"
Wang Chong was pleasantly surprised to hear this. As he had been in the Four Symbols Yinyang Soul Trap dealing with Dayan Mangban, he had no idea what was going on in the outside world. Wang Chong had not expected that someone of Dusong Mangpoje's strength would have been severely wounded by his master and the Wushang Village Chief. This meant that his operation had turned out even better than predicted.
"Wonderful! This means that Dusong Mangpoje will find it very difficult to appear in the northern region of the plateau for a very long time, much less threaten Qixi."
Wang Chong had an excited expression.
"Oh, Master, when Dusong Mangpoje used his secret technique to borrow the strength of his army, how did you manage to break it?"
In the war of the southwest, Wang Chong had seen Huoshu Huicang use a secret art of the Great Snow Mountain Holy Temple to transform into a giant golden Buddha that had been able to block the strength of his father's Mighty Miracle God with a single palm. The scene had left a very deep impression on him.
As an Ü-Tsang Great General, Dusong Mangpoje most certainly had a similar technique.
"That was no big deal. Such secret arts are very simple. He could only use the strength of the people near him. The closer they are, the more strength he can borrow, and vice versa. To break it, one only needs to kill all the people nearby," the Demonic Emperor Old Man lightly said.
"Brother Zhang is correct. This sort of secret technique truly isn't much to worry about," the Wushang Village Chief agreed.
"……"
The sight of his two elders appearing like they had performed some trifling errand left Wang Chong momentarily speechless. If the martial arts of the Great Snow Mountain Holy Temple were so easy to break, then the Great Snow Mountain would have never become the sacred land of Ü-Tsang, and Ü-Tsang would have never become such a serious problem.
And Dusong Mangpoje had thousands of people at his side. Not only were these people providing energy to Dusong Mangpoje, but they were also being boosted by Dusong Mangpoje's strength. Killing all of them was easier said than done, but in the mouths of these two elders, it was as simple as eating or drinking.
Rumble!
As they were talking, a massive cloud of dust stirred in the distance, and a thunderous sound alarmed all three. Wang Chong turned his head and saw that hundreds upon thousands of cavalry were charging out of the northwest.
"These seem to be Great Tang cavalry?" the Wushang Village Chief said as he narrowed his eyes. He didn't have too great an understanding of the Great Tang army, but he could at least distinguish the troops of his side from the enemy.
"It's the Qixi Protectorate army!" Wang Chong slowly said, his heart sinking. The army charging over was that hitherto spectating Qixi Protectorate army and Fumeng Lingcha.
"They've come to take the credit for this battle!"
Dayan Mangban was dead, Dusong Mangpoje was heavily injured, and the entire Tibetan army was scattered. Fumeng Lingcha and his Qixi Protectorate army had not engaged early or even late in the battle, but only showed up when everything was settled and the harvest was being reaped. Their aim was as plain as day.
"What?!"
The Demonic Emperor Old Man twisted his head and looked toward the approaching cavalry. The Qixi Protectorate army was traveling at maximum speed, Fumeng Lingcha's halo bolstering them so that they could move as fast as lightning. In the blink of an eye, the Qixi Protectorate army charged into the Tibetan army like a meteor shower.
Neigh!
It was complete chaos, and in a few moments, countless Tibetan cavalry were knocked down and trampled to death. With no formation or organization, with no Dayan Mangban or Dusong Mangpoje, the Tibetan army was a panicked and fleeing mob. Anyone could have cut them down, and Fumeng Lingcha himself was leading his soldiers.
Rumble!
The earth trembled as an explosion came from the densest concentration of soldiers. Screams filled the air and blazing light soared into the sky. Hundreds of Tibetan cavalry were tossed into the air by a vast sea of energy.
; In a single strike, a large area of the battlefield was cleared. In the center of that area, Wang Chong could clearly see an extremely imposing figure, the large saber in his hand giving off a tyrannical aura that seemed ready to cleave open the heavens. Meanwhile, the blazing aura around him was dreadful to behold and immediately let one know that this was an extremely dangerous man.
On this battlefield, he was the undisputed king, a powerful hegemon. All soldiers, whether White Brave or Wushang Cavalry, were insignificant ants before him.
"Fumeng Lingcha!"
Wang Chong needed only a glance to tell who he was. Their first meeting outside the City of Steel had left an indelible memory in his mind.
This Qixi Protector-General was first like a cowering turtle, and then a murderer borrowing someone else's knife to kill. He had planned to use Dusong Mangpoje and the Tibetans to deal with Wang Chong, but upon seeing that the situation wasn't right and that Dusong Mangpoje had lost, he had marched in his army to take the credit for himself. Wang Chong didn't have a proper military post, and the five thousand Wushang Cavalry were not proper Tang cavalry. This meant that Wang Chong could really do nothing if Fumeng Lingcha wanted to take credit for this battle.
Wang Chong could even predict Fumeng Lingcha's next few steps. He was probably going to quickly submit a report to the Imperial Court claiming that this battle was all his doing.
After all, no other faction except Wang Chong's and Fumeng Lingcha's had been observing this battle, making it difficult to determine the truth. If the Imperial Court really did investigate, Fumeng Lingcha could show the evidence that he really had participated in this battle, and Wang Chong wouldn't be able to refute it.
"Bastard! The most passive in times of battle and the most proactive when stealing credit! And you would even use enemies to deal with people on your own side! Do you really think that because I'm younger and have less status than you, I can't do anything?!"
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