Dominating Martial King-Chapter 1494 - 518: Your Attention Is My Strength

I didn’t expect that seven years later, these Night Wolf Tribe would still have the strength to rebuild thirty thousand Imperial Court Guards.

Standing in front of these Giant Spirit formations is a Giant Spirit with a body height of a hundred zhang.

He is also wearing war armor, holding a giant shield, standing like a mountain in front.

That is Emperor Jilie’s young son, who in recent years has had the greatest hope of unifying the Night Wolf Tribe, the First Grade Prince, Huang Tianli.

This person has his face covered by a face mask, only exposing a pair of eyes, coldly staring at Xia Longxiang.

"Want to go to Black Gold Mountain?"

He brandishes a giant battle blade that is sixty zhang long, powerful Vigorous Force sweeping out, producing bursts of explosive sounds.

"You are walking into the trap! The Imperial Court Guard Army under this king has a heart of stone; unless you step over this king’s corpse, you have no chance to charge through!"

He hadn’t engaged in battle earlier, just to lead the Forbidden Guards in forming an array here.

At this moment, the thirty-eight hundred thousand Giant Spirits, thirty-nine hundred thousand Winged people, thirty-seven hundred thousand Half-Horse Clan, along with thirty-three hundred thousand Stone-man Clan rushing from afar, and the Yan State Alien Clans are forming an encirclement from the rear and two flanks.

The Yan State Hundred Clans’ resentment and enemy intent towards the Human Clan exceeded Huang Tianli’s expectations.

While he gathered troops and horses nearby, the final count far exceeded one hundred seventy hundred thousand, reaching two hundred thirty hundred thousand.

They spread the Heaven and Earth Net, sealing the heavens and earth, leaving no gap for the opponent.

Xia Longxiang did not answer.

His battle horse continues to gallop at high speed, unwavering!

Xia Longxiang himself takes a deep breath, elevating his True Yuan, Qi-Blood, and strength to the peak, along with the Sky Battle Seven Guards.

The seven war beasts’ bodies expand, faces fierce, eyes glowing red.

Until crashing towards Huang Tianli from one hundred fifty zhang away, Xia Longxiang’s eyes open once more.

"Kill!"

Opposite, Huang Tianli sneers coldly, swinging his long blade: "Get back!"

A giant black wolf manifests behind him.

Its head half-raised, its aura overwhelming, fierce and domineering, seemingly capable of Swallowing Heaven and Devouring Sun.

When the two’s weapons clash fifty zhang in front of Huang Tianli, the surrounding area dimmed momentarily, the fierce Vigorous Force sweeping the battlefield.

The steed beneath Xia Longxiang was shattered into blood chaff, and the ground around him sank a hundred zhang, with the lowest point surprisingly caving in beyond ten zhang.

Xia Longxiang himself bleeds from seven orifices, forced by Huang Tianli’s tremendous force to half-kneel at the pit’s center.

His eyes are filled with unwillingness and helplessness.

He lost this battle, lost due to outer power.

Huang Tianli, as the master of the Night Wolf Tribe, can use ’Blood Coagulation and Vein Gathering’ to draw power from the bloodline of tens of thousands of Giant Spirits here, even millions throughout Yan State.

Behind Xia Longxiang, however, are only forty thousand warriors, with the remaining two hundred twenty-six thousand spreading over a wide battle line three hundred li North and South, providing very limited Imperial Power.

Desperation arises in Xia Longxiang’s heart.

He failed to repel Huang Tianli, nor can he open a path for the entire army.

Huang Tianli, too, was impacted by Xia Longxiang’s force, retreating five steps, nearly trampling his kin.

But by the last step, Huang Tianli managed to stabilize.

Blood seeped at the corner of his lips, yet he was extraordinarily ecstatic, uncontrollably laughing, resonating through the sky.

"You’ve lost! Today is the day of Xuanwu Army’s demise, beneath Black Gold Mountain is your grave!"

He fulfilled his oath!

This land of Yan State, this plateau, will remain for the Yan State Giant Spirit to live!

Their army will eventually sweep down from Yan State, reclaiming the old lands of Ice State!

Xia Longxiang’s complexion turns pale, the blood on his face completely drained.

He sees his troops, still resisting the shockwaves from his and Huang Tianli’s clash, charging from two sides at the Imperial Court Guards’ formation. But they all crash against those giant shields, flesh and blood flying, bodies shattered!

At this moment, Xia Longxiang’s heart nearly stopped beating, his chest and abdomen’s organs frozen by the extreme cold.

Is it over?

Will all these forty thousand warriors fall in battle here?

Just as this thought forms in Xia Longxiang’s mind, he sees a sudden flash of bright light around the sky.

The anomaly is so intense that it causes him to look up in shock towards the sky.

Xia Longxiang discovers the water vapor in this world and the weapons and war armor on their bodies are reflecting the light back and forth on the battlefield.

At the same time, a powerful and vast Thought is forming between the clouds.

"What is this?"

A hint of doubt arises in Xia Longxiang’s heart.

Only because he senses the Kill Intent and Divine Thought imposed on him by Huang Tianli are being reflected and deflected by the smooth war armor on him.

This seems like — Mirror Sky Technique?

And at a very refined level, close to the 26th Layer of the ’Mirror Sky’ Heavenly Rules!

Xia Longxiang’s eyes involuntarily brighten.

It’s the Infinite Blade Lord! The Blade Lord is already here!

Simultaneously, two hundred li away in Cloud Sky, Huang Heixuan takes a shot from Chu Yunyun.

His upper right arm immediately bursts, spraying copious blood.

Huang Heixuan’s body of one hundred fifty zhang also has to fly back several hundred zhang.

Nonetheless, he has sensed the situation at the rear.

Huang Heixuan’s eyes involuntarily shine, pleased instead of angry: "Qin Muge, the outcome of this battle is decided. This round, you lost!"

A trace of delight similarly grows in Zhuang Yan and Qin Fengxian’s eyes.

The Black Gold Mountain battle will be the beginning of Qin and Chu’s defeat!

What sunrise in the West Mountain?

The West Mountain has always been a place of sunset!

Chu Yunyun pauses her figure, also looking towards Black Gold Mountain.