Chapter 662: 658: Final Battle (18)
Despite Cao Xiong and Wan Qianyi’s incessant persuasions, the response to assemble for the assault on Baoding Mountain remained sparse.
After all, the allied forces, which had been brutally ambushed by the Fierce Realm, were like frightened birds. They had no ability to organize any attack, let alone when they saw the most elite forces from Dayou Mountain retreat. They followed suit and withdrew to the beach.
Tens of large ships were carrying the allied forces away. Meanwhile, the Mi Clan’s Martial Ancestors, who had been hindering the Tang Clan’s main forces, also used the Xuanji Jade to retreat, leaving only their offerings still fighting in the sky.
These two forces treated this as their last battle. They fought fiercely. In the first wave, three of the Mi Clan’s offreings self-destructed into a poison fog, intending to swallow the Tang Clan’s offerings. But the Tang Clan, who had already figured out how to counteract this, effectively neutralized this attack.
Then, the real brutal fighting began. The legendary fighters of the Xiling region, who were at the stage of soul retraction, fought fiercely, dimming the sky and blocking the sun and moon.
One by one, the legends of Xiling fell that night, but none of them thought of retreating.
A warrior’s burial ground should be on the battlefield. They should be buried with their glorious contributions engraved onto their tombstones.
In this battle, more than twenty top Martial Ancestors from the two clans, including Tang Sen’s father, Tang Luo’s grandfather, and clan leader Tang Hao of the Three Houses, died.
The powerful warrior of the Fierce Realm, Tang Hao, his body tangled by Miracle Willow Dharma Body of Mi Yang. He was successfully ambushed by a Mi Clan offering but not before he pierced his opponent’s brain with his dying strike, dying gloriously in battle.
Frankly, Tang Luo didn’t feel strongly attached to this man, his grandfather in name. He had lived with his parents since birth and met this so-called close relative only at annual meetings at the clan house during the New Year. His father, Tang Sen, was always polite to everyone in the Third House but there was a hint of distance in his eyes, as if many painful stories were hidden there.
So naturally, Tang Luo didn’t feel any closeness to the master lineage of the Third House. Seeing Tang Hao’s corpse, he remained calm. On the other hand, clan leader Tang Zhi, upon seeing the offerings’ corpses on the ground, was overwhelmed with grief, as if a piece of his flesh had been cut off.
Twenty-seven top warriors. After one battle, only eighteen remained. Nine bodies were neatly arranged on white silk.
“We should bury these offerings in the clan’s cemetery. I, Tang Zhi, swear here that the Mi Clan will pay for this in blood!” The clan leader Tang Zhi, with red eyes, swore to the nine ancestors, then turned to the others and said, “Return to Xiangyun Valley immediately, gather our forces, and counterattack South Ridge!”
Forces? Where could he get more forces? Apart from those who escorted the serial departures, all the other warriors of the Tang Clan were here…
Everyone looked at each other, assuming that these were simply words spoken in a state of grief by Tang Zhi, and that he would recover once his grief had passed.
After all, even with a fully assembled Tang Clan force, it would still be difficult to attack South Ridge Beast Valley, which is not only the most secret and important place of the Mi Clan but also the location of the Beast Valley.
These fierce beasts and birds of prey nurtured by the Mi Clan for a thousand years were already piled up like mountains. If the Mi Clan was forced to release these fierce birds into the wild, it would be enough to cause the Tang Clan a lot of trouble. Plus, the Mountain Protection Array and the Seven-Clan Allied Forces were still at the South Ridge Beast Valley!
To many Tang Clan Martial Ancestors, being able to drive the allied forces away and regain control of North Mountain was already an unexpected joy. They had never even considered the possibility of a counterattack.
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As the sun rose, the Martial Hall in Xiangyun Valley was in chaos. The Fierce Realm warriors, who had been sent to attack the Mi Clan’s allied forces, had already gathered here and were angrily complaining to Tang Zuo, who was seated in the second seat.
They initially thought they were just going to slaughter some Transcendents. They didn’t expect to turn around and face a group of Fierce Realm strongmen. Each of these formidable opponents was well organized and had unique techniques.
They had wanted to take advantage of superior numbers but were overwhelmed by a united attack. They immediately lost any intention of fighting on. They only wanted to try and create some value through surprise attacks. But it wasn’t easy to attack a group of organized Transcendents, especially with Fierce Realm warriors protecting them.
So, apart from a few noble families with united attacks, many small clan alliances made significant gains only in the first wave. After that, they could only watch and probe. Some who insisted on attacking suffered injuries and even death.
Although they all chose this path, the joyful activity of massacring the Transcendents suddenly turned into a bizarre task of attacking a large team of Transcendents protected by Fierce Realm warriors and thus everyone was somewhat resentful.
Especially after many people saw the formation of the Allied Forces and just wanted to take the food and leave. But they were told by Tang Zuo that only the clan leader’s return would bring food. This resentment could no longer be suppressed. Complaints filled the Martial Hall. A few people even thought that the Tang Clan wanted to default and tried to instigate people to hijack Tang Zuo and loot the food.
However, these instigators were quickly isolated. Not to mention that the Tang Clan had been gracious to all the people, right now Tang Zuo was not reneging. He even called Wind Media to verify clearly the number of Transcendent heads killed by every Fierce Realm warrior, demonstrating that he had no intention of defaulting. Under such circumstances, only a mad man would seek revenge for a kindness done him.
What was the point of hijacking Tang Zuo? They had clearly witnessed that the fiercest battles last night were all fought by the Tang Clan’s warriors. If they angered the Tang Clan, everything would be lost. Who would bear this responsibility? They were complaining because they wanted to strive for more benefits, not to claim that the Tang Clan wanted to default.
The few isolated Fierce Realm warriors noticed that no one was responding to them and found an opportunity slip away. This group was the one that attacked the Dayou Mountain unit last night. As the Xiao Family was present, they didn’t manage to contribute much. Seeing people being verified by Wind Media, they were enraged and wanted to stir up discontent. But who among those who could serve as a clan leader was a fool?
This kind of instigation might work on ordinary people, but here it only induced ridicule.
But the departure of the instigators did not attract the attention of the crowd. Right now, every Fierce Realm warrior was verifying the information given by Wind Media, checking for any omissions and gathering food to bring back to their clans — their top priority.
So, when Clan Leader Tang Zhi, along with the Tang Clan’s Martial Ancestors, arrived in the hall, he saw the Fierce Realm warriors arguing heatedly with the Wind Media.
“How could it possibly be sixteen? It clearly was twenty-eight! My Shadow Flow Blade is specialized for breaking protective martial arts. As long as it penetrates a warrior’s body, it can cut off their meridians and blood vessels! My kills are as good as dead. So why don’t they count?” Zhou Shun shouted. In his mind, the Transcendent warriors who were hit by his Shadow Flow Blade were as good as dead even though they were only severely injured.