Chapter 477: Ji Fuyao Slays!

"Our Fuyao Dynasty will gain fame, starting from the Battle of Luocheng!"

Hearing this, Wang Man went berserk, swinging his blood axe, his blood qi surging as he roared, "Battle!"

"Battle!"

The entire Fuyao Dragon Guard roared, their voices shaking the heavens.

Seeing this, everyone in Beiwang City felt invigorated.

The history of Beiyuan will be rewritten!

Only because.

Behind the Fuyao Dynasty stands the White-robed Supreme!

The Lord of Beiwang City looked at Ji Fuyao and said respectfully, "Senior, at our speed, reaching Luocheng only takes half a day."

Ji Fuyao nodded, "Good."

On the other side.

Luocheng.

Tens of thousands of the Northern Yuan Imperial Court's troops have already surrounded Luocheng completely.

This is the Imperial Court's Bingyan Army!

The elite corps under the Northern King's command!

Now the Northern King has fallen, and all authority lies in the hands of the Frost Empress.

This army contains over a dozen Quasi-Dao Supremes holding the line, with three Three-turn Quasi-Dao Supremes as leaders; its power is terrifying. This time, all three great leaders of the Bingyan Army have been deployed to encircle Luocheng.

Now the tens of thousands of Bingyan Army soldiers wield superb equipment, their armor glinting with cold light, intensely fierce; each face bears heavenly battle intent and killing intent, the cold light toward the sun making even the giant sun in the sky appear dim.

"Boom—boom—boom!"

Now Luocheng has suffered heavy blows, yet the Bingyan Army does not rush to attack.

The Fire Alliance Commander Meng Chao of Luocheng is already severely wounded and cannot fight again.

Luocheng is actually unable to fight.

But their leaders chose to besiege without attacking, opting to let other Fire Alliance forces come to the rescue, surrounding a point to strike aid, annihilating them in one fell swoop.

At this moment.

The three great leaders of the Bingyan Army stand above the Void: Kong Xiu, Wang Zhi, and Han Fu!

All three wear heavy armor, looking down upon this heaven and earth, their aura overwhelming.

Kong Xiu said, "The Northern King is dead; we must avenge him! Kill everyone of the Fire Alliance!"

Wang Zhi's voice was icy cold, "These years we have turned a blind eye to the Fire Alliance, closing one eye and opening the other; this bunch of beasts actually thought we dare not move against them. With a single thought from Her Majesty the Empress, the Fire Alliance will be destroyed!"

Han Fu sneered, "The radiance of my Beiyuan Imperial Court shines over Beiyuan; these powers feel no gratitude, instead they plot to overthrow our Imperial Court—truly laughable!"

Meanwhile.

Inside Luocheng.

The Fire Alliance Commander Chen Yan already has his robes stained with blood, his Dao markings shattered, Dao Resonance constantly leaking; the three leaders struck out, directly suppressing him.

Chen Yan clutched his chest, wearily sitting before everyone, his face deathly pale, apologetically saying, "Sorry, I am incompetent; Luocheng may not be held!"

Everyone felt deeply humiliated.

This Bingyan Army could clearly break the city, yet they chose only to surround Luocheng!

They could clearly kill Chen Yan, yet they deliberately left him his last breath!

Everyone said coldly, "Commander, what should we do now?"

Chen Yan frowned, "How many forces responded to our summons we sent out?"

【39> The crowd wore bitter expressions, "Only Beiwang City responded."

Everyone wore a bitter look, "Only Northward City responded."

Chen Yan sighed, "My Fire Alliance is already doomed; the Frost Empress's wrath makes us unable to resist."

At this moment.

Bingyan Army leader Kong Xiu looked down on Luocheng and said, "How about it? Giving you time to call for help—almost two days have passed, yet still no one comes!"

Han Fu sneered, "What Fire Alliance? Just a rabble! Under the radiance of our Imperial Court, you refuse to be good dogs and still want to retaliate against your master?"

The voice fell!

Chen Yan rose to his feet, head raised toward the sky, "The Imperial Court has drained the entirety of Beiyuan's power, occupying over ninety percent of Beiyuan's cultivation resources—do they still not allow us to cultivate?"

Kong Xiu laughed loudly, "Not annihilating you is already an Imperial Court blessing; you still want to cultivate? How so? Do you still want to contend for the Supreme Path?"

"But this era is destined to disappoint you."

"Her Majesty the Empress has already contacted the Supreme Ancestor; in this lifetime we need no Supreme Path—our Imperial Court can all ascend! This is our Imperial Court's foundation!"

"Do you really think you can overthrow the Imperial Court? Truly a mayfly trying to shake a tree—overestimating yourself!"

Hearing this, the cultivators of Luocheng were shocked.

The Beiyuan Imperial Court has eight Supreme Ancestors!

In this era we can ascend without the Supreme Path!

How can we still resist!

The Fire Alliance originally planned to stake everything on the Supreme Path!

But the Imperial Court no longer cares about the Supreme Path!

They are still on the first layer, while the Imperial Court is already on the second layer!

The Imperial Court's foundation from eight eras—what do they have to oppose the Imperial Court?

Moreover, the Fire Alliance is not a monolith.

Despair!

Deep despair!

At this time.

Kong Xiu sneered, "I'll give you the time it takes to burn an incense stick; if no reinforcements come, you will be buried here."

Commander Han Fu shook his head, saying disdainfully, "We overestimated the Fire Alliance, thinking they would go all out! They are nothing but rat‑like scoundrels who plant flags and sell their heads—utterly incapable of achieving anything!"

Time kept flowing.

Every breath was a torment akin to death for Luocheng.

Knowing full well they would be destroyed!

Yet they still had to await death!

This was the most painful thing at this time!

The Bingyan Army was simply torturing them!

General Chen Yan, face full of sorrow, said, "Our situation is lost; since we are all going to die, let's fight it out! Killing even one person of the imperial court would be a gain!"

Hearing this, the others also showed determination on their faces.

At this point, the Bingyan Army would not give them any chance to beg for mercy!

We can only fight!

General Chen Yan rose to his feet and roared, "We cultivators, what do we fear in death? Fight!"

"Boom—boom—boom!"

All the cultivators of Luocheng showed a resolve to die on their faces.

Fight!

The final dance!

Countless Luocheng cultivators walked straight to the city gate, directly shut down the defensive formation, and prepared for the final showdown.

Seeing this, Commander Kong Xiu showed a disdainful smile, "Just the death‑struggle of a dying beast!"

Beside him, Commander Han Fu flicked his sleeve, "Form up the entire army!"

The entire Bingyan Army let out a great roar, their spirit like a rainbow, causing heaven and earth in this realm to continually tremble.

Inside the city, everyone charged out to kill!

Chen Yan looked to his side and said, "Send a voice transmission to the lord of Beicheng City, telling them not to come. Retreat quickly and scatter to escape!"

Hearing this, a middle‑aged man immediately activated the transmission jade slip, but in the next instant his face turned extremely grim.

"General, the forces of Beicheng… they have already arrived!"

Chen Yan sighed, "If so, then fight!"

On the other side, the Bingyan Army also came rushing in to kill.

Suddenly.

"Boom!"

"Crack!"

Void Rending, space twisted!

From within the void rift came a terrifying killing intent; the roar of the imperial dragon guards transmitted like a collapsing mountain.

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

In the next instant, Ji Fuyao stepped forth in a scarlet robe; beneath her jade feet a heavenly fire sea unfolded, blazing intensely, she held the Nine‑Star Supreme Weapon, Heaven‑Burning Spear, pointing it downward.

"Kill!"

Seeing this, Commander Kong Xiu looked toward the void, stepped into the air, and charged at Ji Fuyao, sneering, "A mere second‑stage quasi‑Dao Sovereign—have you come to die?"

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