Chapter 2891

"With your abilities, you can't even throw the Blood Blade Flying Axe." Pili Tian looked at him and said, "Confess your accomplices, and I'll spare your life."

"Your grandfather never changed his surname or name when sitting or standing—Wang Lixing is exactly that!" This person laughed loudly, "Gai Huaiyuan died well, died wonderfully—you must be the next one!"

After saying that, his eyes went blank, and his head drooped down.

The Bekka commander beside him hurried forward to check.

"... Your Majesty, he seems to have self-destructed his divine soul."

"This fellow was decisive—died too easily." Pili Tian shook his head, gazing into the abyss.

The culprit behind all this, namely the Blood Blade Flying Axe, originally embedded in the abyss, now seemed to be summoned, suddenly transforming back into a streak of red light and flying off into the distance.

Chase or not chase? Everyone, including the several Bekka immortals and demons, looked toward Pili Tian.

"No need to chase." Pili Tian's face was cold as water, "This is bait thrown out by the enemy."

Bai Zhan Tian's Blood Blade Flying Axe can instantly return to its owner's side—there's no need to make such a commotion. Now he's flying about ostentatiously just to lure Bekka's powerful ones to chase after him. Thus, the defensive forces at Long Gang would correspondingly weaken.

He turned his head to look at the Panlong battlefield.

The rear supply camp suddenly underwent an anomaly; Pili Tian instantly teleported back in one step. Meanwhile, the Black Dragon, having lost this formidable opponent, immediately seized the opportunity and began ravaging the Bekka army.

After Pili Tian left, there was no opponent on that battlefield who could match him evenly.

Wherever the Black Dragon passed, people and horses were overturned; even the few remaining immortals and demons on the battlefield had to avoid its sharp edge.

Although the Bekka army's arrows and divine abilities had some effect when striking it, the Black Dragon paid them no heed. Even if wounded or damaged, a strong wind would soon blow in yellow sand to repair its shell.

Its body was originally a stone carving, fused with the local terrain of this wasteland.

With the Black Dragon's assistance, the Panlong army quickly reclaimed the Heavenly Birth Bridge, desperately driving the Bekka army off the bridge, then charging toward the Panlong wasteland!

On the Panlong city gate, Shi Shichu had long arranged for someone specific to use divine abilities to amplify his voice and shout at the Bekka army:

"Gai Huaiyuan is dead! Gai Huaiyuan was beheaded at Long Gang!"

"Gai Huaiyuan is dead..."

As the wind blew, their shouts rode the wind, and for a moment, half the battlefield heard them.

The Bekka frontline troops once again exchanged bewildered glances.

They shouldn't have believed it, but today Panlong city's output was too much—truth and falsehood intertwined, some claims sounded absurd, yet as time passed, everyone began to feel they were somewhat credible. Earlier, during the late stage of the Mingsha Forest battle, Bekka soldiers had already started fleeing mid-fight. If not for the Great Heavenly Demon personally intervening, and Panlong army abandoning Mingsha Forest, the Bekka people would have long since lost the will to fight.

Now Panlong city is shouting again that the Bekka commander is dead—could this possibly be true?

But regardless, Panlong army's counteroffensive and the Black Dragon's rampage are facts.

At this moment, many Bekka people noticed their own elemental power glow weakening, and their strength, agility, reaction speed, and resistance to blows had all diminished compared to before—whether due to prolonged battle fatigue or an actual decline in elemental power, they couldn't tell.

Pili Tian furrowed his brow, then suddenly shot a beam of silver light toward each of the two mountain peaks.

After that, he vanished from his original position and returned to the front line; otherwise, no heavenly demon there could match the Black Dragon. The Bekka army had painstakingly built up an advantage—it couldn't afford to lose it again.

As for the rear supply camp, it had already been fortified with divine techniques, and the Blood Blade Flying Axe strike wasn't easily replicable. The enemy would likely not be able to unleash a second strike within a short time.

Meanwhile, behind a warehouse in the rear supply camp, He Lingchuan and others hid in the shadows, observing Long Gang with solemn expressions.

"Wang Lixing died heroically—too bad we couldn't save him." The door panel had just clenched his fists until they cracked.

Seeing a comrade die before one's eyes, no one feels good inside.

The one who just self-destructed his divine soul and died was precisely Wang Zhi Fang's son. Zhong Shengguang had sent them father and son to infiltrate Long Gang to assassinate Gai Huaiyuan, but they failed.

Wang Zhi Fang and others were killed, but Wang Lixing managed to escape by luck. However, after the Blood Blade Flying Axe attacked Gai Huaiyuan, he couldn't hold back—he rushed over immediately to check, also hoping to deliver a finishing blow, only to be ambushed by the enemy.

Fu Ji Shangren couldn't help but ask: "Did Gai Huaiyuan really die or not?"

"From Pili Tian's demeanor, no!" He Lingchuan stared at Long Gang, "He's just angry, but not panicked."

Therefore, the Bekka army's guiding star still exists—meaning Gai Huaiyuan is still alive.

"But the Blood Blade Flying Axe strike destroyed the entire mountain peak—everyone on the mountain died." Hu Min said this, then suddenly realized, "Ah! He's not on that mountain peak?"

Before leaving, Pili Tian had shot a beam of silver light at each of the remaining two mountain peaks. If Gai Huaiyuan were already dead, why would he bother doing that again?

Clearly, the true target of the assassination squad was probably not the original northern mountain peak.

He Lingchuan nodded: "Gai Huaiyuan is extremely cautious. After previously encountering Wang Zhi Fang's assassination attempt, he knew we wouldn't let it go—we'd likely attempt a second assassination."

Speaking of this, it's actually quite sad. Often only the weak pin their hopes on assassination to overturn heaven and earth, because direct confrontation is simply unwinnable, leaving them no choice but to resort to such measures.

"Unlike me, Gai Huaiyuan doesn't like to use himself as bait. So his best way to avoid danger is simply to avoid risks altogether and have others set the trap."

Bai Keke was utterly puzzled: "That's not right—I clearly saw him on that mountain peak."

Menban immediately said: "You misread it."

"Impossible." Bai Keke had full confidence in his eyesight, "My vision surpasses that of eagles and hawks—I have both clairvoyance and elemental assistance—how could I be wrong?"

He Lingchuan raised his hand to interrupt their argument, then pointed at the remaining two mountain peaks: "Now look again at these two peaks—see which person is issuing commands outward?"

Bai Keke stared intently for a few breaths before saying: "Is the eastern peak called Shekou Peak? Inside that small blue tent on the summit, seven or eight people are holding a meeting. People come and go outside to report, but no one enters—they all stand at the tent entrance, speak, then leave."

As for the other peak, the seven or eight large tents were bustling with people coming and going, whispering to each other, but it was impossible to tell what was going on. He Lingchuan pointed at Shekou Peak: "Gai Huaiyuan is inside that blue tent."

Menban asked: "How can you be certain?"

Bai Keke also said: "I examined everyone carefully—none of them is Gai Huaiyuan."

"That's not your fault." He Lingchuan said sternly, "It's Qianhuan True Person who's too shameless!"

Qianhuan True Person? The assassination squad members exchanged bewildered glances, wondering why the general had suddenly brought up this True Person for no reason.