Chapter 100: Burning the Ten Thousand Armies

Inside the city, ten thousand lanterns were hung, and men and women wore fine silks and robes, their faces filled with joy.

Outside the city, numerous fires lit up the earth; clad in cold iron armor, the aura of slaughter gathered at this moment.

Inside and outside the city formed a stark contrast.

The young men and women inside the city were still immersed in the joy of the festival, completely unaware that an army of one hundred thousand was already arrayed outside the city.

Just as it was several hundred years ago, the Fenglan Temple Fair was at the height of prosperity, when the Immortal Corpse Bone fell to the ground and the entire Fenglan was relocated out of thin air.

However, those standing in high places could naturally see the one hundred thousand troops arrayed outside the city.

This was the most elite army of Wei.

The one hundred thousand troops included eight thousand cavalry and five thousand Wei Martial Pawn.

These five thousand Wei Martial Pawn alone were composed entirely of martial artists; these martial artists, through training and the use of various military formations, possessed infinite power.

Even if two or three Grandmasters were to break into the military formation of the Wei Martial Pawn, they would be strangled to death.

The Wei general Cao Zhenggang sat on horseback, his gaze carrying a chill: "Tomorrow, when the sky brightens, it will be the time for Fenglan City to fall."

It was currently nighttime, and most Ordinary soldiers suffered from night blindness, making them unsuitable for marching or fighting at night.

Although the Wei Martial Pawn rarely suffered from night blindness, they still needed to coordinate with the Ordinary soldiers.

Therefore, Cao Zhenggang planned for the Wei Martial Pawn to take the Fenglan city walls at the first light of dawn.

Upon breaking into the Fenglan Wangcheng, the Wei soldiers would not unsheathe their swords for three days.

The reason why the Wei army could quickly reorganize after being defeated was precisely because of the "three days without unsheathing swords" after breaking a city.

Yet at this moment, an inexplicable sense of foreboding arose in Cao Zhenggang's heart.

News from inside the city had not been transmitted out for some time.

"Father is a Grandmaster; he should be fine," Cao Zhenggang sighed.

At the same time, at the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, Wu Xiangyi looked at Lin Chao, a trace of doubt on her face.

What did "borrowing the lights of ten thousand homes" mean?

Lin Chao stood up, and an inexplicable temperament radiated from him.

He raised his hand and flicked it toward the air.

A ripple seemed to pass through the air.

The entire Fenglan Wangcheng underwent a slight change.

"Hey, my lantern ran away! Hurry and chase it for me!"

"Look quickly, the lanterns are rising into the sky?"

"What is going on? Is this a special program for the temple fair?"

"My lantern, my lantern, my secret stash of money!"

Throughout all of Fenglan, the lanterns in the hands of women, the lanterns placed on the tables of merchants, and the lanterns hanging from the eaves all took flight at this moment.

This scene was beautiful and romantic, yet it left countless martial artists bewildered.

"Could it be that the Fenglan Ancestral God has manifested?"

"What on earth is happening? There must be Ghost gods at work."

At this time, thousands upon thousands of lanterns broke their shackles and ascended into the sky.

This scene was extremely shocking and utterly inconceivable.

Atop a high building, the Heavenly Secret Pavilion Master watched these lanterns, his expression shocked.

He was at the realm of a Grandmaster and naturally saw more than others.

These lanterns flying up were extremely Ghostly.

Beside him, the Iron Blood Hall Master was also inexplicably shocked.

The scene before their eyes exceeded their imagination and understanding.

Could it be... that the Immortal of Fenglan had been resurrected?

Was this him displaying Immortal means?

Countless lanterns gathered and soared into the sky.

Countless people gazed at the sky; these lanterns gathered together like a sea of Fire, extremely magnificent.

Wu Xiangyi watched this scene, her small mouth slightly agape, and inexplicable emotions gathered within her body.

Lv Zhu looked at the spectacle in the sky, then at Lin Chao, and her previous complaints vanished into thin air.

In the Fenglan Royal Palace, Chen Fengru smoothed his previously furrowed brows and looked at the sky: "What is that thing? A special program of your Fenglan?"

Chongan was slightly stunned; looking at the ten thousand lanterns in the sky, he was dumbfounded: "I do not know."

At this moment, in the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, Lin Chao had already put down the Gold Cloud Sword.

At this moment, his essence, Qi, and spirit were concentrated together; he was at his strongest.

Under the gaze of Wu Xiangyi, Lv Zhu, and others, Lin Chao flicked his sleeves.

"Go!"

Instantly, the countless lanterns flew off in a line.

Seen from afar, it looked like a Fire dragon.

"A miracle!"

"This is a miracle of my Fenglan!"

The crowd looked on, and many people ran after the Fire dragon.

Even though the vast Fenglan became dark, with the illumination of the moonlight, the enthusiasm of these people was not extinguished.

The Fire dragon flew toward the outside of Fenglan City.

At this moment, in the Wei army camp.

"General, the army horses are acting strangely; I fear something major is happening," a soldier reported to Cao Zhenggang.

At this moment, in the military camp, many horses were neighing, and some were even stomping incessantly, as if they were afraid of something.

"Hmm?" Cao Zhenggang furrowed his brows; he had led troops in battle for many years, but this was the first time he had encountered such a scene.

"Let's go, let's take a look." The horses' strange behavior was no small matter, and Cao Zhenggang prepared to go and see.

Suddenly, he heard a burst of commotion.

"Look quickly, the Fenglan Wangcheng!"

"In the sky, what is that?"

Cao Zhenggang looked up at the sky, and what met his eyes was endless fire.

The flames were in the air, still a great distance away from them.

Yet, even at such a distance, seeing these flames, a sense of scorching heat rushed toward Cao Zhenggang's heart.

"Not good, these flames are coming toward us!"

Cao Zhenggang shouted.

At this moment, there was no time to think about why the flames were coming; what he had to think about now was how to respond and how to preserve the military camp to the greatest extent.

In the military camp, most people were already fast asleep and had no idea about the flames in the sky.

However, many who were still awake saw this scene and were immediately thrown into a panic.

They naturally saw that this heavenly fire was directed at them.

"Run quickly, heavenly fire!"

"This is Heaven punishing our Wei!"

"Run!"

Before the heavenly fire had even descended, the entire military camp was in chaos.

Roars, drumbeats, and the neighing of horses converged together.

"Do not panic!" Cao Zhenggang roared in anger, wanting to issue orders.

At the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, Lin Chao watched the fire dragon in the sky and spoke slowly: "Fall."

Borrowing the lights of ten thousand homes to incinerate an army of one hundred thousand.

As soon as the word "fall" was uttered.

Outside the entire city, the sky seemed to be illuminated.

Countless flames descended from the sky, adorning the entire firmament as if it were raining fire.

Those flames were layer upon layer, dense and thick.

As the flowing fire fell, the entire military camp ignited, and an endless fire spread.

Cries, footsteps, and curses converged, resembling a living hell.

"No!" Cao Zhenggang screamed.

In the air, a large mass of flames burned onto his body, and he used his Qi to resist.

However, those flames seemed different from Ordinary fire.

"Heaven wishes to destroy our Great Wei!"

"Why not fight fair and square!"

The entire military camp became a fiery prison.

The great fire burned for an hour or two, and more and more Fenglan people discovered the situation outside the city.

In the Fenglan Royal Palace, a Fenglan soldier had veins bulging on his forehead, covered in sweat, and his voice trembled: "Your Majesty, that fire dragon charged into the Great Wei military camp; the Great Wei military camp is burning, with countless casualties."

"What?" Chongan was shocked beyond measure, unable to believe it.

Beside him, Chen Fengru's eyes widened, also shaken by this news.

All the civil and military officials in the Royal Palace were discussing it, as if they could not believe it.

"It is Heaven blessing our Fenglan!"

"Did a deity take action?"

Everyone was immersed in endless joy and shock.

Just then, a woman walked in; this woman was Lv Zhu: "Your Majesty, the Jubei King Heir has gone to the Drunken Immortal Pavilion."

"Hmm." Chongan nodded; he was not interested in other matters now, only wanting to understand the origin of the fire dragon.

"In the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, the Jubei King Heir said to the Princess: 'May I borrow the lights of ten thousand homes in Fenglan?'

The Princess replied: 'You may.'

Then, all the lanterns and flames rose into the air, converging into a fire dragon that fell into the Great Wei military camp."

"What?"

"What?!!"

Chongan was completely stunned.

The civil and military officials in the Royal Palace were also speechless.

"You mean, that heavenly fire was... formed by the Jubei King Heir using the lights of ten thousand homes in Fenglan?"

Lv Zhu nodded heavily: "I saw it with my own eyes."

【19 years old: You Slay many assassins of the Wind and Rain Tower, destroy Cao Wuji, and kill the Qingkong Mountain Master.

A single phrase of borrowing the lights of ten thousand homes to incinerate an army of ten thousand, your fame spreads far and wide, and the world is shaken.】

The fire in the Great Wei military camp completely destroyed this iron army.

Great Wei suffered a heavy blow to its vitality.

Ten days later, Great Wei sent an envoy to surrender, offering ten thousand taels of Gold, one hundred thousand bolts of silk, and the cession of Yunzhong City.

In Fenglan Wangcheng, Jubei King was in full armor, his face wearing an expression of excitement.

No matter where he walked, he wore a smile on his face.

The smiles he had worn these past few days were more than all the smiles he had worn over the last twenty years.

Gathered around him were many generals and scholars.

These generals and scholars were mostly the original subordinates of Wu'an Lord.

"Your Highness, are the rumors in Fenglan all true?"

Even though they revered Wu'an Lord like a god and were loyal to the death.

Yet, upon hearing the rumors in Fenglan Wangcheng, they all felt it was inconceivable.

Jubei King's face beamed with a radiant smile: "My grandson is the reincarnation of a true dragon, possessing the aura of a sage ruler.

Mere fire to incinerate the Wei army is nothing to speak of."

Jubei King waited; before him stood a restaurant.

At this moment, Lin Chao was inside the restaurant, negotiating with the Heavenly Secret Pavilion Master and the Iron Blood Hall Master.

Upon arriving at Fenglan Wangcheng, Jubei King had come here immediately and waited outside, all to see his grandson as soon as possible.

Inside the restaurant at this time, Wang Qiyun looked at Lin Chao before him, examining him left and right, and finally let out a sigh: "After not seeing you for many years, I never expected that the person I met back then would actually be you."

No matter how hard he racked his brains, he would never have imagined that the one who came to him to buy information and subsequently destroyed the Three-Color Pavilion would be a thirteen-year-old child.

At thirteen, how strong could one be?

I am afraid that even entering the ranks would be considered extraordinary.

Yet the son of Wu'an Lord before him had destroyed the Three-Color Pavilion single-handedly.

More importantly, a few days ago, he had even borrowed the light of ten thousand homes to incinerate ten thousand troops.

Such methods had already surpassed Martial Arts and could even be called immortal.

Wang Qiyun suddenly recalled his conversation with Wei Fangsong back then.

It seemed that the youth Wei Fangsong had met back then was indeed this Qi Lin before him.

Qi Lin destroying an army of one hundred thousand single-handedly—such a method was truly terrifying.

I am afraid that the name of this world will soon change.

"You summoned me here; is there something you need?" Lin Chao's expression was calm, appearing light and breezy.

"It is... about the matter of the Immortal Tomb." At this, the Heavenly Secret Pavilion Master stepped forward, his face wearing a solemn expression.

(End of this chapter)