Chapter 339 - Unstoppable

Confusion or fear,At this moment, for the remaining soldiers of Yang Country on the battlefield,

As long as Yang Jiande is willing to give them a reason, they can only believe.

When a person is drowning, they will desperately grasp at even a straw, even if…

they know full well it cannot save them!

On the battlefield, the previously crumbling state of the Yang army held steady for a moment, as everyone, intentional or not, focused on the center of the battle.

Watching Yang Jiande absorbing all the blood flames, enveloped in a glow of blood, he surged forward with a roar, charging straight for Zhongxuan Chuliang.

Zhongxuan Chuliang’s expression became unprecedentedly serious.

“Drinking poison to quench thirst,”

he said, yet didn’t recklessly advance.

Instead, he retreated into his formation, gathering the Soldier Slayer power of ten thousand men, and confronted Yang Jiande head-on.

But as Zhongxuan Chuliang’s army formation took shape, the power of Soldier Slayer undulated like dragons and serpents, interlocking and tearing at each other, and finally, under the control of Zhongxuan Chuliang, formed an enormous fist, crashing down towards Yang Jiande.

And Yang Jiande, shrouded in bloodlight, met it with a single punch.

Boom!

The two fists, so clearly mismatched, seemed different in strength, yet upon the collision, both sides came to a halt for a moment.

Then, the Soldier Slayer within the formation surged, and Yang Jiande, with hair flying in disorder, surprisingly came out even.

“The Monarch’s divine might!” a general of the Yang army roared with all his might.

To stand alone against ten thousand troops!

Yang Jiande flew into the air, unleashing another punch, slamming it down onto the formation.

“Zhongxuan Chuliang!

Come out and fight to the death, and spare the innocent soldiers!”

The response was only a cold military command—”Form the Autumn Killing Formation!”

A voice like a thousand voices, the echo reverberating.

“Autumn Kill!”

“Autumn Kill!”

“Autumn Kill!”

Across the whole battlefield, apart from the forces personally led by Zhongxuan Chuliang, there were also eighteen Autumn Kill Army formations.

The most tragic among them was the one led by Zhongxuan Sheng, with only seven hundred men remaining.

It was because this unit had breached through the enemy lines, plunging into the heart of the Yang army, undertaking the most dangerous tasks and, of course, achieving the greatest merit in slaying generals and seizing banners.

As for the other units, most were still intact.

The Autumn Kill Army was not famed in vain, the disparity in strength with the Yang army was enormous, and even with Ji Cheng’s utmost effort, he could only stave off collapse, barely holding the situation together, with great difficulty inflicting significant damage on the Autumn Kill Army.

Now, with a single command from Zhongxuan Chuliang, the various divisions of the Autumn Kill Army active on the battlefield suddenly condensed their Soldier Slayer power!

At one point, then another, and yet another…

Tian Antai’s forces…

Zhongxuan Sheng’s forces…

Eighteen divisions of Soldier Slayer power surged, corresponding to each other from afar.

Eighteen gusts of autumn wind swept through the battlefield like a broom across fallen leaves.

This Soldier Slayer power had the same origin and was interlinked.

And the force from Zhongxuan Chuliang’s division soared into the sky forming a round mirror, like the autumn moon high above.

The autumn breeze was cool, the autumn moon was Bright Moon.

The fallen leaves gathered then scattered, and the cold crows perched but were again startled!

Just above this autumn moon, suddenly a blade light slashed down.

That was Zhongxuan Chuliang, concentrating the power of the entire Autumn Kill Army in an instant, and then wielding the life-reducing blade.

This blade, carrying the strength of three armies and the deadly might of conquest, appeared and instantly reached before Yang Jiande.

“Erase emotions!”

Yang Jiande opened one hand and placed his fist across his forehead.

His eyes, in an instant, became utterly indifferent, even those most subtle emotions no longer present.

He was like the Bone Respecting God himself.

Or rather, it was because he understood the strength of this state, he held great expectations for the Bone Respecting God, hoping to use it to stop Zhongxuan Chuliang’s blade edge.

He hadn’t anticipated that this so-called deity of his own teaching would be unstable and unable to exert its true strength, and so was repelled by Zhongxuan Chuliang.

After erasing emotions, Yang Jiande’s other hand formed a claw, stretching out and grabbing the blade light!

He growled low, “Extinguish desire!”

The blood flared brightly, shattering the blade light!

He crushed the blade light.

Having killed his own blood relatives, personally killing his children, and on the battlefield, just before the fight, absorbing the aura of killing and burning the blood of ten thousand.

His Demon Art was near perfection.

In such a state, Yang Jiande was like a god, like a demon.

He drew out his battle spear, Raging Sun, clutching it in his palm,

The golden war spear and the blood light made contact, bursting forth with a dense series of “sizzling” sounds.

Even Yang Jiande, in such a state, couldn’t help but frown, struggling to endure the agony.

Within the intense struggle between the blood red and golden hues, the brilliant golden war spear started at the tip, as a spot of blood rapidly spread, invading the body of the spear.

It was Yang Jiande refining his weapon on the battlefield, seeking to transform his supremely fiery war spear into a revered instrument compatible with the Love Dying Desire Blood Demon Skill, to unleash his fighting power to the greatest extent.

Zhongxuan Chuliang was by no means a common man, and of course, he would not sit idly by and allow him to accomplish this smoothly.

No sooner had Yang Jiande’s war spear begun to blaze with a crimson glow than Zhongxuan Chuliang immediately erupted into action.

The entire Soldier Slayer of the Autumn Kill Army gathered together as he commanded the formation, soaring into the sky.

The grand army formation under Zhongxuan Chuliang’s control danced in the air, like a leaf adrift.

It seemed a gentle breeze arose, lightly brushing towards Yang Jiande.

In the face of such a feathery assault, Yang Jiande’s expression abruptly changed, and with a war spear not yet fully empowered, he thrust directly into the void!

The grand army formation, driven by the Soldier Slayer under the Military Cultivators’ formation, turned into a wisp of withered yellow wind.

Blowing head-on.

A dot of crimson soaked the spear tip, and Yang Jiande activated the Love Dying Desire Blood Demon Skill, stabbing at the wind with his spear.

But the war spear was easily swept aside, and the wind hit him squarely in the face.

Green turns to yellow, leaves part from the branch.

Life departs, desolation arrives.

Endless falling leaves, rustling down.

This was the killing power of decay!

Yang Jiande violently opened his mouth and spit out, blood flames erupting from his throat, colliding forward in quick succession.

The blood-red flames clashed with the winds of decay.

Striking each other, annihilating one another.

Yet, eerily, they produced no sound whatsoever.

Like a painting frozen in time, the entire sky served as the backdrop.

Half was withered yellow, the other half crimson.

In this silence, occasional sounds occurred.

At first, one had to listen closely to catch them, but gradually…

they became deafening!

These were the sounds of military boots hitting the ground, the clashing of armor, the beat of war drums, the shouts of killing, all the noises of a charge.

The withered yellow wind unfurled in midair, instantly giving rise to countless soldiers charging forward.

Upon closer inspection, every soldier in that scene clad in withered yellow armor, was clearly without human form; beneath their helmets, were nothing but wisps of withered yellow autumn wind!

The autumn wind sweeps the fallen leaves with heartless ease.

As the saying goes, “to collapse at the first blow,” those that are withered and decayed must be settled in one battle, swept away in a single go.

This transformation was unstoppable, unassailable.

This was the killing power of “crumbling decay”!

Facing this onslaught, Yang Jiande neither dodged nor avoided, instead charging forward with his spear.

With the spear in both hands, hovering in the air, his feet crossed, stepping forward as he charged.

Alone, he faced the oncoming onslaught of Zhongxuan Chuliang’s commanded Soldier Slayer army formation!

, yet I shall block; unassailable, yet I shall withstand!

Standing alone against the onslaught of thousands, facing head-on the mighty soldiers of the world with a single spear!

This battle has been raging for a long time.

This is a war that may have had its conclusion foreordained.

Yet for those who are in its midst…

who is willing to believe that?

The key to the Love Dying Desire Blood Demon Skill is the character “blood.”

Blood runs thicker than water since ancient times; to extinguish emotion and desire, one must slay their kin.

Yang Jiande’s lone countercharge against the Autumn Kill Army appeared both tragic and valiant.

The steps he took while charging through the air grew progressively heavier.

With each step, as if treading on one’s own heart.

But within the vision of the “crumbling decay” killing power, suddenly a surge of blood qi shot up into the sky!

At first glance, it looked very much like the Qi Blood Wolf Smoke of the Military Cultivators.

But only the soldiers of the Autumn Kill Army who were inside knew that it was their suddenly breached qi and blood being forcibly “plucked” out of their bodies, surging into the sky!

PS: Someone asked, so I will mention it.

Last week, I implemented a measure for additional updates, but not a single small goal was met.

Maybe people know I’ve given it my all and still can’t burst forth with much…

I can only console myself in this way.