Witch Wind

Chapter 100: Glorious Victory (Part )

Xing Tianli followed behind the charging evil ghost army and slowly returned to the White Clam Port.

Inside the body, nine small tripods emitted a deep divine light.

His cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds, and now the small cauldron was strong enough to suppress his spiritual aura, allowing his spiritual power to radiate outward over a nine-mile radius without triggering a riot in the boundless chaos outside Lingtai Zifu.

Within a radius of nine miles, the mysterious fluctuations emitted by nine small tripods suppress everything!
Including the aura of the Tongtian Yuling Banner, including the aura of all the soldiers and evil spirits controlled by the Tongtian Yuling Banner - even in the Dharma Ending Age, not a single bit of their aura would leak out.

Every time a ghost was harvested, the warriors and evil ghosts who devoured the ghosts would gain as much strength as they recovered. As long as they were within a nine-mile radius of Xing Tianli, they would not have to worry about their realm continuing to decline or their strength continuing to leak out.

Except for the disappearance of the primordial Qi that was floating between heaven and earth, this area was no different from the period before the end of the law to them.

Amid the clanging sounds of armor, hundreds of heavily armored Paladins of Judgment waved their swords, forming a military formation and charging towards the armored warriors and evil spirits. These Paladins of Judgment shouted the name of "Holy Father", with a faint glow of fire floating on their bodies, and their swords split the air, adding a touch of overwhelming heat to the already hot weather.

"The bloodline of Zhurong!" Xing Tianli looked at these Judgment Paladins coldly.

After a slight hesitation, Xing Tianli waved his hand vigorously.

The wind was blowing coldly, and the air was chilly. Hundreds of armored warriors and fierce ghosts smiled and formed a formation, holding up their long spears, and charged at the Judgment Paladins face to face. They were suspended half a foot above the ground, and their speed was comparable to that of a galloping horse, rushing forward with a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

Behind them, there were also more than a hundred armored soldiers and ferocious ghosts lined up in formation.

Then, there was another row of more than a hundred people... Behind them, rows of armored soldiers and fierce ghosts were endless, forming a charging military formation of nearly a hundred layers.

Amidst the dull sound of collision, the Judgment Paladins shouted loudly, shaking away the first row of charging armored demons.

With a flash of cold light, the long spears of the second row of armored soldiers were almost reaching in front of them.

The Judgment Paladins inhaled, shouted, quickly regained their strength, and swung their swords again.

The evil spirits in the second row of soldiers were blown away.

Then came the third row, the fourth row, the fifth row, the sixth row... one after another, like the waves hitting the shore, endless!

Fighting alone, these greatly weakened warriors and evil spirits were definitely no match for these Judgment Paladins. But after forming an army formation, these elite soldiers of the Qin Dynasty were obviously a hundred times more familiar with the art of killing than these Judgment Paladins!
Wave after wave of charges consumed the physical strength of the Judgment Paladins time and time again.

These armored ghosts used the bodies of evil spirits to evade and dodge with great agility, and some even turned directly into smoke, eliminating the impact of the violent hacking of the Judgment Paladins.

After charging for seventy or eighty rounds, more than a dozen Paladins of Judgment finally couldn't catch their breath. The long spears in the hands of the armored warriors and fierce ghosts fiercely broke through their defensive swords and pierced their chests.

Amid the sound of metal colliding, the antique heavy armor passed down by the ancestors of the Judgment Paladins was broken, and the long spear heads pierced through their bodies and suddenly protruded from behind them. Blood splattered everywhere, and the terrifying Yin Qi instantly deprived them of their lives. Their ghosts wailed and kept spewing out from their seven orifices, and were swallowed by the fierce ghosts of the armored soldiers who killed them.

Xing Tianli waved his hand, and more than a dozen sets of antique heavy armor with faint traces of formation patterns still inside rose into the air and instantly appeared beside him.

Although these antique armors had no spiritual power and their internal array patterns were all destroyed, their materials were still top-notch. Each set of antique armor weighed hundreds of pounds, but the primordial Qi that was transformed from them made each set of armor comparable to 10,000 tons of top-grade alloy steel!

Moreover, the speed of smelting hundreds of kilograms of metal in reverse order is thousands of times faster than that of 10,000 tons of steel!
There was a faint bronze divine light floating around him, and light blue witch flames were burning these antique armors. Powerful streams of primordial Qi quickly merged into Xing Tianli's body from the crumbling armor.

A portion of the Taichu Qi was used to improve his own strength, while the majority of the Taichu Qi was continuously integrated into the Tongtian Yuling Banner, quickly restoring the essence of this treasure. Dense spiritual light and fierce cold air continued to pour out of the Tongtian Yuling Banner, accompanied by the high-pitched sound of war trumpets, and nearly ten thousand armored warriors and fierce ghosts waved their weapons and rushed out in formation.

As this group of armored warriors and evil spirits joined the battlefield, more than a hundred Paladins of Judgment were defeated in an instant.

More than a hundred sets of antique armor were melted by Xing Tianli in a very short time. These once precious witch armors, when transformed back into the original Qi, were equivalent to millions of tons of alloy steel!
Xing Tianli was sweating all over, his lifeblood was boiling, the bone marrow in his bones had almost turned into the texture of molten platinum, his old lifeblood was collapsing and condensing, his cultivation level was raised once again on this battlefield.

The bones all over his body crackled and his tendons vibrated like the sound of a bowstring. The extremely heavy blood and essence in his body rushed through his blood vessels, making a buzzing sound like a high-pressure water stream sweeping across a copper tube.

Xing Tianli was sweating all over, and there was a faint strong smell of blood in his sweat.

The old blood evaporated, new blood grew, his cultivation level was raised to the tenth level, and his physical strength directly soared to 256,000 tons.

The soul shone brightly, and the volume of the nine small tripods expanded to six feet in radius in an instant. The golden light in the tripod became four feet and nine inches high, as thick as a thumb. The magic power was at least ten times higher than before!

The Tongtian Yuling Banner was greatly replenished. The small banner, which was surrounded by spiritual light, swelled and slowly expanded to a height of about three meters. The long banner swayed in the wind, and waves of terrifying and soul-stirring fluctuations swirled and spread. Within a radius of nine miles, whether they were Saint Ross people or Dongyun people, they all fell to the ground, and all the ghosts flew out of their bodies at the same time.

"Too brutal!" Xing Tianli looked at the Tongtian Yuling Banner in horror and licked his lips vigorously.

There is no way. This long banner has the 'spirituality' of the 'Six Soul Banner' integrated into it. The 'Six Soul Banner' is a terrifying thing that can cause a fatal blow to the 'holy soul' of a saint.

The Tongtian Yuling Banner, naturally, has not yet grown into a treasure like the 'Six Soul Banner'.

But how could those mortals in the White Clam Port resist His might? Even a tiny bit of His might would be enough to instantly drain away their souls.

However, after performing this on such a large scale, Xing Tianli also felt his whole body suddenly become weak.

In the nine small tripods, nine golden lights burned instantly, burning up a length of three feet and six inches in an instant - with Xing Tianli's current magical power, even with all his strength to activate the Tongtian Yuling Banner, it could only last once!
"Put away your magical powers, really!" Xing Tianli smiled bitterly and pointed at the Tongtian Yuling Banner. The three-meter-high banner slowly shrank and turned into a three-foot-long banner, which was held in Xing Tianli's hand. In the gusts of cold wind, more than 100,000 spirited soldiers and evil spirits poured out from the small banners, formed a military formation, and joined the battle.

This time, there were more than thirty bronze chariots pulled by two horses in the army of these armored warriors and evil spirits!

Xing Tianli had noticed these ancient-looking bronze chariots inside the small banner before.

But at that time, these bronze chariots were rusty and had lost all their spirituality, and the ghost horses pulling the chariots were even more erratic, like a wisp of mist that could completely dissipate at any time!
More than a hundred sets of antique heavy armor were transformed into Taichu Qi and integrated into the Tongtian Yuling Banner. Not only did more than thirty bronze chariots repair part of the formation patterns and were able to go into battle again, but more than seventy war horses also re-condensed their bodies as ghosts, and rushed out dragging the chariots with high spirits and high fighting spirit.

There are more than thirty bronze chariots, each of which has a driver, two halberd bearers, and six heavy crossbowmen!
More than two hundred heavy crossbows made muffled "bang bang" sounds, and crossbow arrows condensed with Yin energy and surrounded by phosphorous fire shot into the air. The crossbow arrows were extremely fast and had a range of several miles.

Wisps of extremely fine dark wind swirled and entangled the crossbow arrows, causing them to spin at an extremely terrifying speed, giving them incredible penetrating power. The crossbow arrows, dragging long rays of light, shot randomly into the air, piercing through houses and walls wherever they passed, and even through human bodies with ease.

Xing Tianli has arrived near the dock.

He clearly saw dozens of crossbow arrows flying through the air and actually hitting several frigates anchored at the dock.

The armor plates of these frigates were several inches thick, but they were also penetrated by the crossbow arrows. A faint green phosphorus flame burned at the breach, melting the armor plates and dripping down bit by bit.

'boom'!
No one knew which crossbow arrow hit the ammunition box in the bottom warehouse of the frigate, but two frigates suddenly exploded. The terrible explosive force directly cut the two warships in half, and the fierce flames rushed up two or three hundred feet high.

"You, these damn, ghost things!" An angry roar came from the 'Prince Frederick'.

Balkin, who was naked and burning with blood-red flames all over his body, jumped down from the high deck, wielding a huge sword that was also blazing with fire. With a swing of the heavy sword, an arc-shaped flaming sword energy that was more than ten feet wide swept out.

Xing Tianli let out a clear whistle, and the Tongtian Yuling Banner was gently shaken. The bodies of hundreds of armored soldiers and evil spirits in front of Balkin suddenly became illusory and were sucked back into the banner out of thin air.

The flaming sword energy missed and landed on the dock, tearing a sword mark on the reinforced concrete ground that was about ten feet wide, more than ten feet long, and half a foot deep, with high temperature constantly gushing out.

Xing Tianli's body shook, and the purple Taoist robe on his body immediately turned into the black hunting robes that are unique to the priests of Penglai Shrine. He gently shook the long banner in his left hand, and a wisp of Yin Qi wrapped around him, condensing into an extremely hideous evil ghost mask on his face.

Xing Tianli laughed strangely: "Duke Balkin, you have betrayed the alliance, how dare you attack our port?"

"Tonight, I want you to know that Dongyun cannot be insulted!" Xing Tianli put himself in the role of the Dongyun priest. He raised the long banner and shouted madly in the half-familiar Dongyun dialect: "Long live the Holy Lord, long live the Holy Emperor, kill this hairy beast!"

Yueqi, along with a large group of priests and priestesses who had become nearly insane because of Xing Tianli's "divine power", rushed out from behind him. They shouted chaotic slogans in Dongyun dialect, driving all kinds of evil creatures, and rushed towards Balkin desperately.

Balkin roared in a low voice, his whole body burning with blood and flames, and he slammed into those evil creatures.

He swung his sword and was about to kill these evil creatures, but Xing Tianli locked onto Balkin and gently waved the long banner in his hand. Balkin's body suddenly shook, and he felt that he was suddenly drawn into a piercingly cold black hole. His spirit, his soul, and even his blood, all gushed out uncontrollably.

This time, the Tongtian Yuling Banner was only used against Balkin.

Xing Tianli doesn't consume much mana, but his killing power is extremely terrifying.

The blood flame on Balkin's body suddenly went out, his eyes became dim, and all the blood, energy, and soul in his body were drained away in that instant. Several ghosts rushed up to him, roaring, and shared everything that had been plundered from him.

Balkin, whose skin had turned lifeless and pale, fell heavily to the ground. The heavy sword 'Qianglang', which was still surrounded by flames in his hand, fell to the ground, but was grasped in the air by Xing Tianli, and the heavy sword flew up and fell into his hand.

On the "Prince Frederick", dozens of priests of the Holy Father Church appeared together. They stared at the killed Balkin in amazement, and let out unbelievable cries one by one!
The Holy Ross Empire was a huge organization that combined politics and religion, and its internal discipline was extremely strict. In particular, the various strict disciplines within their Holy Father Church were so cruel that they were almost inhumane.

Balkin was the commander of the Far East Squadron of the Empire's Home Fleet. He was a grand marshal of the Empire, and his authority in the Far East was second only to Renov. According to the rules of the Holy Ross Empire, Balkin was also a bishop-level figure in the Holy Father Church.

Balkin was the leading commander of this mission, but he was killed on the spot, and all the Holy Fathers who accompanied him had to be buried with him!
"Holy Father!" Dozens of charlatans shouted in unison, raising their scepters, which were made of pure gold or silver and inlaid with countless gems. Deep explosions could be heard from their bodies, and their clothes were instantly turned to ashes in the flames. Their entire bodies began to burn from the bone marrow.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of charlatans turned into human-shaped torches, and the blood-red flames burned their bodies until they were almost translucent!

Using all their energy, spirit, and soul as fuel and using secret methods to detonate, even in this Dharma Ending Age, these charlatans still released extraordinary power. These human-shaped torches jumped down from the warships one after another, waving their scepters and creating circles of terrible heat waves.

Xing Tianli judged that these guys' condition could only last for a cup of tea at most.

But within this period of time, they possessed at least a million pounds of physical strength, and the blood-red flames burning on their bodies gave them extremely terrifying destructive power against evil creatures.

After all, it’s Zhurong’s bloodline!

The great god who controls fire has the supreme power to burn everything and purify the heaven and earth!

Even in the Dharma-Ending Age, even though the Zhurong bloodline has been diluted from generation to generation and has become extremely thin!
Dozens of evil creatures that were at the forefront were hit by the wildly dancing burning scepters. With just a wail, they were blown away. Dozens of priests and priestesses who were greedy for merit and rushed forward vomited blood, wailed and fell to the ground, gasping for breath, already on the verge of death.

This is the evil magic of the Dongyun Penglai Shrine.

Their lives have completely merged with their evil creatures, or in other words, they simply use their bodies as containers to worship these evil creatures.

In front of ordinary mortals, they are the "extraordinary" who are high above them.

In front of the Holy Father Church charlatan who had also stimulated extraordinary powers, and in the face of the majestic and glorious Zhurong bloodline, these vile and evil methods were a little too unworthy of being put up to the test.

Yueqi was furious and screamed in anger.

She chanted an incantation, and the black jade ruyi floating in front of her continuously spewed out balls of biting cold air. A dozen pieces of Qin armor surrounded by yin energy wielded long swords and rushed straight towards those burning charlatans.

As the flames rushed out, more than a dozen sets of Qin armor let out sharp wails, and the negative energy on their bodies was actually dispersed by half.

Xing Tianli was speechless.

Obviously, the Qin armors around Yue Qi followed the path of the evil spirits in the Tongtian Yuling Banner. However, in the Dharma Ending Age, the rituals of these Qin armors have become evil and inferior, causing the Yin Qi to spread, and they have not even been able to condense into a human form.

Under the impact of the flames from these charlatans, more than a dozen sets of inferior Qin armor were almost broken apart. Yue Qi spat out a mouthful of blood, rolled his eyes, and almost fell to the ground.

Xing Tianli shook his head, and the Tongtian Yuling Banner shook. The ghost general from the Earthly Immortal Realm flashed and rushed in front of him with a monstrous evil spirit. The terrifying Yin Qi rushed up to a height of a hundred feet, and the sky was filled with mist and black and green snowflakes kept falling from the sky. The ghost general didn't even make a move, but just pounced with the evil spirit on his body, and the flames on these charlatans were extinguished.

Earth Immortal!

In this Dharma-Ending Age, there is no solution for an earthly immortal who can vent his power without restraint.

The ghost general stretched out his palm, which seemed to be made of gold and iron and flashed with a faint cold light, and lightly grabbed the quickly frozen bodies of the charlatans, and dozens of extremely weak ghosts flew out.

The ghost general opened his mouth, stuffed the ghosts into his mouth, chewed them twice, and suddenly made a few "Puh, Puh, Puh" sounds, as if he had eaten a ball of dog shit. He even rolled his eyes helplessly at Xing Tianli - the essence of these ghosts had long been turned into bloody flames and burned up, and the remaining residue was really no different from dog shit.

Xing Tianli smiled and shook his head, pointing towards the warship that was anchored in the sea and had already started burning.

"Go ahead and kill as much as you want."

"Well, just leave a few people alive to report the news."

The ghost general let out a long roar, and led a large group of solid armored ghosts across the dock, across the sea, and rushed onto the warships whose gun positions began to rotate. They easily penetrated the armor and sank into the cabins.

The sky is brightening.

The scorching sun shines on the White Clam Harbor.

Hundreds of Saint Ross ships floated lifelessly on the sea.

In the huge port, the streets and alleys were filled with corpses lying in all directions. All the corpses were pale and exuded a biting coldness as if they had been refrigerated in a morgue for three to five years.

The sound of dull footsteps and the roar of wild beasts came from the jungle.

Xing Tianren and others slowly walked out of the jungle.

In the harbor and houses, a large group of trembling Dongyun people walked out with pale faces. They looked at the corpses on the street and cried out in fear.

Last night, Xing Tianli controlled those soldiers and evil spirits.

Except for that time when the Tongtian Yuling Banner consumed most of his magic power and spontaneously launched a large-scale powerful killing, the soldiers and evil ghosts did not break into people's houses and wantonly kill these Dongyun people.

Xing Tianren and others entered the port area and quickly took control of various key locations.

Beihe Xiuyi and Nanshan Qingye also found some low-level officials who had managed to survive. They tremblingly began to organize the people of Dongyun to move the bodies in the port and restore the port to its original appearance.

A telegram was sent back to Dongyun as soon as possible under the instruction of Xing Tianli!
"The soldiers of the empire fought bravely and skillfully. With only 50,000 weak troops, and with the spontaneous assistance of countless civilians, they completely wiped out the 400,000-strong Saint Ross army that had suddenly risen up and intended to occupy the White Clam Port. They seized countless military supplies and weapons, and more than 100 large and small warships, including the Prince Frederick!"

"This victory can be called an unprecedented victory!"

"Long live the Holy Lord, long live the Holy Emperor, and may the Dongyun Empire be blessed for thousands of years!"

(End of this chapter)