Chapter 64

Even He Lingchuan, who had always loathed him, had to admit that this move was incredibly cool.

Facing such a domineering and peerless strike, the powerful Black Flood Dragon didn't want to take it head-on, so it repeated its old trick and whipped its tail over again.

Even the tip of the tail was as thick as two people could embrace; the outcome of being hit would definitely be broken bones and tendons.

But Nian Songyu was not afraid at all; he shifted his blade edge and chopped directly onto the dragon's tail.

He was sent flying straight back, but the tip of the dragon's tail, more than a zhang long, snapped off in response.

Sun Fuping seemed unaware of the battle before him, but the prayer in his mouth became increasingly urgent.

Correspondingly, the white light on the ivory carving became brighter and brighter; clearly, when it reached its peak, there would definitely be changes unfavorable to the Black Flood Dragon.

So, after shaking off Nian Songyu, the behemoth lowered its head and charged straight at Sun Fuping.

The massive dragon head was like a battering ram, and it even had sharp, straight horns on it; it could punch several large holes even in a city gate wrapped in iron, let alone Sun Fuping's flesh and blood body. But those dozen or so golden-armored soldiers protected him, casting an armor wall with their own bodies. The dragon head knocked several of them flying, but the remaining ones exerted force together, actually holding it back by force.

Several demon birds in the air swooped down, pecking at Sun Fuping.

But before their sharp beaks could pierce the other's crown, they hit an invisible, hard barrier, and with a crack, they broke.

A barrier.

In order to win this precious thirty breaths of time, Sun Fuping had released the energy-consuming golden-armored soldiers; how could he ignore the importance of a barrier? But for one person to support two barriers simultaneously, even for a State Preceptor like Sun with profound cultivation, he felt he was not up to the task.

This kind of consumption is unsustainable.

As long as he holds on for thirty breaths, it will be fine.

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He Chunhua gathered his qi and shouted at the Great Wind Army outside the Heavenly Thunder Array: "Look at what this is!"

He took an object out of his storage ring and held it high.

Storage spaces generally have very small capacities, only about one cubic meter, and even then they are rare; the dignitaries in the capital might not even have one each. He Chunhua benefited from guarding the frontier for many years; the one in his hand was originally confiscated loot.

The thing he took out really didn't take up much space.

It was just a broken comb with traces of smoke and fire; the blue flower pattern on the top of the comb had faded a bit, but it was still barely intact.

As soon as this unremarkable comb appeared, the army opposite became restless. Including the squad leader who had previously fought with the Heishuicheng army, several generals suddenly stepped forward a few paces and stood outside the array, staring straight at the wooden comb.

He Chunhua clearly remembered that State Preceptor Sun had identified from the relics of the Sand Leopard that this item still retained the powerful resentment of Zhong Sheng, the Commander of Panlongcheng.

Although State Preceptor Sun was deep in schemes and his goals were unclear, his level of knowledge and experience was always on point.

Then this resentment must not be unfamiliar to the Great Wind Army.

Sure enough, as soon as the wooden comb was taken out, the hostility of the Great Wind Army instantly dropped, and they even stopped driving the resentful souls to crash into the array.

Anyone could feel that their hostility had greatly diminished.

"Retreat!" He Chunhua held the wooden comb and said to the army souls outside the array, "You are not needed here!"

The Great Wind Army remained motionless, and even the horses they sat on didn't snort or paw the ground.

Boss Situ Han whispered: "My lord, they might not understand human speech; besides, they were Western Luo people when they were alive."

He Chunhua realized: "That's right, I heard that many resentful souls only live in their own world and cannot talk to the living." Otherwise, why would the Great Wind Army withdraw their hostility just by seeing the wooden comb? Clear-headed humans usually wouldn't be so gullible.

But this didn't mean that he and the Great Wind Army couldn't communicate at all.

He Chunhua thought for a moment and made a retreat gesture. It is said that the military laws of Panlongcheng spread throughout the entire Panlong Wasteland and have been used by later generations, including many drill and combat gesture movements.

He Chunhua was a person who had led troops into battle and was no stranger to this set.

Sure enough, after seeing this gesture, several leaders bowed their heads to him and then turned around and waved their hands.

It is unknown how the ghosts communicate, but the entire army turned collectively and slowly retreated.

The living finally let out a long sigh of relief; they were saved.

Boss Situ Han touched his back, which was wet and cold: "My lord, you should have said earlier that you had this treasure!"

He Chunhua rubbed his face, too lazy to pay attention to the complaints of this local bandit. Don't look at him as if he hadn't done anything; in fact, having confronted the Great Wind Army for so long, the use of the Heavenly Thunder's State Decree had been rapidly consuming everyone's strength. Now he only felt exhausted in body and mind, wishing he could sit down and have a good rest.

"Exit the array, don't go too far." He signaled for everyone to walk out, while reaching out to take the State Decree from the staff.

The Great Wind Army no longer posed a threat, so they didn't need this array. Besides, having been set up by Sun Fuping earlier, He Chunhua remained vigilant in his heart.

A few soldiers stepped on the talisman array and walked out, and then—

Then they let out a loud cry and were bounced back by the Heavenly Thunder barrier.

Their whole bodies were stiff, shivering like they had malaria, and the hair on their skin stood on end.

Everyone was taken aback. Boss Situ Han threw out a flying knife, but the knife was also bounced back. Apparently, the array was still merciful to those inside, not as cruel as it was to the resentful souls outside.

"My lord, we are trapped."

Over there, He Chunhua also couldn't retrieve his State Decree—the beast head on the staff was biting too tightly, and no matter how he pulled, it wouldn't let go.

Things had reached this point; even the dullest person felt that something was wrong. He Chunhua even drew his sword and slashed at the top of the staff, wanting to cut off the beast head.

With a crisp "clang," it was to no avail.

The precious sword was sharp, yet the staff was undamaged.

There were two other mages in the team who saw this and came up to help.

As a result, their spellcasting was equally ineffective.

"Someone, pull it out!" He Chunhua ordered people to take ropes and tie them to the staff. Six big men shouted slogans and exerted force at the same time.

Honestly, even a pillar that two people could embrace would fall down, but this staff stood in place, motionless.

"What do you think we should do?" He Chunhua asked the two mages.

"The staff and the array have become one; if the array is not broken, the staff will not move," the two thought for a moment and said. "To break the array, first take the State Decree."

The array was driven by the State Decree; to break the array, it was best to first take away the source of power.

The tricky thing was right here: Sun Fuping had borrowed the power of the State Decree to trap He Chunhua himself; if He Chunhua and the others wanted to escape, they first had to break their own power!

If they were a hundred people with one heart, their morale would be high, and the power of the State Decree would increase accordingly; the stronger the array, the harder it would be for them to escape.

This is truly unreasonable!

At this moment, a mage suddenly pointed to the ground and said: "My lord, there is another array here!"

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(End of chapter)