Chapter 372: Snow Moon Sword Fairy Calls Me Master

Beicheng.

Upon the city walls, a hundred thousand Northern Liang troops stood ready in strict formation.

Although their numbers were far fewer than the approaching Northern Manchu cavalry.

Yet on every face was written unyielding resolve and determination.

In their eyes, there was not a shred of fear, only a battle will as hot and mad as a burning flame!

For they knew that behind them stood an existence like a god!

An supreme monarch capable of summoning divine thunder from the nine heavens, suppressing Earth Immortals, and annihilating three hundred thousand troops!

With this "Purple Thunder Long Wang" present, they had nothing to fear!

Below the city walls, tens of thousands of martial artists from all directions had gathered, having heard the news.

Some among them came to witness this historic, unprecedented great battle.

Others sought to profit from the chaos, hoping to snatch some gains from the turmoil.

But there were also many who came with sincere hearts of chivalry to offer aid.

They knew that the people of Northern Manchu were cruel, bloodthirsty, and wherever they passed, nothing remained, not even a blade of grass or a chicken or dog.

If these five hundred thousand Northern Manchu cavalry were to break through Beicheng and advance deep into the land.

Then the entire Central Plains would be covered in suffering, with rivers flowing with blood!

This was something they absolutely refused to see!

Amidst the crowd.

The world's number one Sword Saint, Gai Nie, still wore a white long robe, holding Yuanhong, watching the surging evil qi approaching in the distance with a calm expression.

Beside him, Jing Tianming gripped his fist somewhat nervously, his eyes filled with worry.

Not far away, two youths who looked to be about twenty years old, with distinct temperaments yet equally heroic bearing, stood side by side, their expressions solemn.

One, tall and straight, with a handsome face and eyes flashing with confidence and unconventionality, was the young commander Kou Zhong, who practiced the Eternal Life Art and was hailed as one of the "Yangzhou Twin Dragons."

The other, with a steady temperament and deep eyes as if able to see through worldly affairs and human hearts, was his good brother, Xu Ziling.

The two of them had also heard news of the impending unprecedented great battle in Northern Liang and had specially traveled from Jiangnan to contribute a humble effort to protect the Central Plains.

And in an inconspicuous corner of the crowd.

A stunning woman dressed in a pale purple long skirt, her face veiled in light gauze, radiating an innate air of nobility and mystery, stood quietly gazing toward Beicheng.

Her beautiful eyes hidden beneath the light gauze flashed with complex, hard-to-read light, as if waiting for something.

This person was the extraordinary woman from Northern Manchu, yet closely related to the Northern Manchu imperial family, bearing the great fortune of heaven and earth—Huyan Guanyin.

Below the city walls, voices murmured, filled with tension and unease.

"They're coming! They're coming! I feel it! That... that terrifying evil qi capable of making heaven and earth tremble!"

"Heavens! This... is this the might of Northern Manchu's five hundred thousand cavalry?! Before they even arrive, just this momentum already makes us feel terrified and unable to breathe!"

"Too... too terrible! That Northern Manchu War God, Tuoba Pusa, is said to have already surpassed the ordinary Earth Immortal Realm! Plus the army formation's evil qi enhancing him, his strength... might already be enough to contend with a true Heavenly Immortal?!"

"This Beicheng, though hailed as a mighty pass, has only a hundred thousand troops! A hundred thousand against five hundred thousand! The disparity in forces is so great, can... can it really be defended?!"

"Yes, yes! That Purple Thunder Long Wang, though possessing vast divine powers and boundless magical abilities, but... after all, he is only one person! Could he really, on his own, oppose this army of fifty thousand tigers and wolves?!"

"..."

In everyone's hearts, worry and uncertainty filled them.

They all wanted to know what kind of ending this unprecedented great battle, with such a disparity in strength, would ultimately bring.

Just then!

In the distant sky, a massive cloud of dust rose, blocking out the sun and sky!

Immediately following, like muffled thunder, the earth-shattering sound of hooves rolled in from the end of the horizon!

The ground began to tremble violently!

As if thousands of soldiers and ten thousand horses were galloping out from hell!

The Northern Manchu army had arrived!

There, a dark, tide-like expanse of Northern Manchu cavalry, endless to the horizon, appeared in everyone's sight!

They wore pitch-black heavy armor, held sharp spears and curved blades, and the warhorses beneath them were also clad in thick iron armor, revealing only a pair of crimson eyes filled with bloodlust and fury!

The five hundred thousand troops, gathered together, formed a torrent of steel capable of sweeping away and destroying everything!

That sky-piercing iron-blooded evil qi even condensed into a demonic god phantom thousands of feet tall, wielding a giant axe, with a hideous face, roaring above the Northern Manchu army, emitting a terrifying pressure that brought despair!

At the very front of the army formation.

A majestic man clad in golden battle armor, with a figure as massive as a mountain and a face as cold as ice, holding a Fangtian Huaji, sat atop a magnificent black warhorse.

He was the one commanding the five hundred thousand troops, hailed as the "Northern Manchu War God"... Tuoba Pusa!

He sat there quietly, and the terrifying aura he emitted, perfectly fused with the army formation's evil qi, was enough to make any Earth Immortal turn pale!

He looked at Beicheng before him, swaying in the wind as if it would collapse at any moment.

A contemptuous cold smile curled on his lips.

With a voice like a great bell, filled with endless majesty and dominance, he loudly challenged:

"Listen, Purple Thunder Long Wang within the city!"

"I, Marshal Tuoba Pusa, personally lead five hundred thousand troops to the city walls!"

"If you are sensible, open the city gates obediently and surrender the city!"

"I might, considering the difficulty of your cultivation base, spare your life and let you serve our Northern Manchu!"

"If you dare to resist stubbornly, then when I break the city, I will certainly strip the skin and tendons from you, this little loach, grind your bones to dust, and scatter the ashes! I will slaughter every one of the ten thousand defending troops in Beicheng and all the citizens of the city, leaving not a chicken or dog!"

His voice was filled with unchallengeable dominance and bloody threats!

However, upon the walls of Beicheng, there was... silence.

Ning Chuan is not here.

Nor does anyone dare to respond to this challenge from the Northern Liang God of War.

Though the hundred thousand Northern Liang troops atop the city wall remain fiercely eager for battle, a trace of tension and unease inevitably appears on their faces.

Why has their Long Wang, my lord, not yet appeared?

Seeing this, Tuoba Pusa sneers coldly, his eyes filled with contempt and disdain.

"Hmph! What so-called Purple Sky Long Wang! What so-called Eastern Sea Dragon Lord!"

"It seems he is nothing more than a cowardly turtle who knows only how to bluff!"

"Convey my order! Prepare to assault the city!"

He raises the Fangtian Huaji in his hand high, and that world-destroying pressure rises once more to its utmost extreme!

As if at any moment he is about to issue the command for a general assault!

Just at this critical moment, when every soul atop the city wall is on the brink of breaking, tense to the utmost!

Suddenly!

A brilliant sword light, as cold as snow yet brimming with endless sharpness, descends from the heavens like a meteor tearing through the night sky!

That sword light is graceful and agile, as if containing the coldness of moonlight and the brilliance of a flower's morning!

With an unimaginable speed, it instantly plunges into the dense Northern Liang army formation below the city!