Chapter 22: The First Battle Victory of Chapter Twenty

That monkey Yuan Hong, although he did not get along with Anan, was after all in the same camp; one could not have a high-level expert die in the very first battle, and Anan could be considered a high-level expert among the Third Generation Disciples.

Therefore, Yuan Hong made his move at the critical moment, and that scene appeared.

The crow spirit watched as Yuan Hong snatched the person away from his injury; naturally, he would not let it go. Instantly, six thousand feathers flew out from his body, rushing toward Yuan Hong.

Yuan Hong looked at the incoming six thousand feathers with a disdainful smile; did he think he was that good-for-nothing Anan? Hmph, I will let you not have a single feather left.

Yuan Hong stretched out his furry fist and threw a punch at the incoming feathers; on the spot, thousands of feathers shattered. He threw another punch, and not a single feather remained.

The crow spirit looked at Yuan Hong's disdainful smile, then looked at his own feathers being completely wiped out; the fire of anger rushed to his head on the spot, and he did not even realize the gap between himself and Kong Xuan.

With another loud shout: "All crows under heaven are equally black." Suddenly, the sky was once again covered in a dense mass of crows, truly blocking out the sun, and they flew toward Yuan Hong. One could only see the sky full of crows surrounding Yuan Hong; from the outside, one could not see the situation inside at all.

The people of the Jie Sect watched the huge black encirclement with even more worry, fearing that Yuan Hong would be like Anan, beaten by the sky full of crows with no power to fight back, nearly dying. Of course, except for Liuer and Ma Hou; needless to say about the Eldest Senior Brother, even he himself could defeat this crow spirit, hmph, just watch.

Meanwhile, the people of Buddhism on the opposite side watched excitedly as Yuan Hong was surrounded by the sky full of crows, as if seeing the fruits of victory about to be reaped.

But the next scene was shocking: Yuan Hong, surrounded by the sky full of crows, let out an ape roar, and blinding golden light erupted from within, turning all the crows surrounding him into fly ash.

Then, Yuan Hong's emotionless words were heard: "I hate black things." He punched the sky fiercely a few more times, and shining golden light flew out from his fists; most of the crows in the sky turned into fly ash, leaving only a few crows flying sparsely in the sky, showing that there had indeed been a sky full of crows dancing here just a moment ago.

The crow spirit's face turned pale when he saw this scene; his strongest ultimate move had been scattered by this terrifying monkey in just a few punches. His face turned pale, and he no longer cared about the soldiers and fellow disciples behind him; he transformed into his original form on the spot, a giant crow, and fled toward the rear.

Would Yuan Hong let the crow escape? Of course not; he still had to take the enemy leader's head to boost his side's morale and strike at the enemy's morale. A giant fist suddenly appeared in front of the crow, and with a bang, it slammed him onto the open ground between the two armies.

The crow struggled a few times, proving he was still alive, but after struggling a few times, he stopped moving altogether. Everyone present knew what this meant: this crow spirit was already dead.

Suddenly, the morale of the Eastern Earl's lineage was greatly boosted, and they shouted loudly: "Wu State will win! Wu State will win!" The soldiers on the opposite side heard the shouting as if they had heard the summons of the King of Hell, and each one turned pale and trembled.

Yuan Hong saw the expressions of both sides and the corners of his mouth curled up; he was clearly very satisfied with the huge effect he had brought about.

Then, at Shen Gongbao's order, the sky full of soldiers charged toward the Shang Dynasty's city, killing the enemy soldiers.

The enemy soldiers had long since had their courage shattered; most of them just stood there blankly, waiting for the end of their lives.

There were also clever soldiers who immediately dropped their weapons, knelt on the ground, and shouted loudly: "I surrender! I surrender! Don't kill me!"

The surrounding soldiers saw the performance of those clever soldiers and immediately threw down the weapons in their hands, shouting "Surrender" with their mouths.

Just like that, the Eastern Earl's side defeated the opponent with almost no expenditure of troops, and they immediately shouted: "Long live Wu State! Wu State will win!"

Shen Gongbao also did not expect this battle to be won so easily. He looked at Yuan Hong, who was closing his eyes to rest, as if nothing could pique his interest. He was worthy of being the disciple of the Jie Sect's strongest Fourth Senior Brother; the master is strong, and the disciple is also strong. I am afraid there are not many Second Generation Disciples stronger than him. His respect for Kong Xuan increased by a few points.

Tongtian turned off the Mirror Technique and said happily to Kong Xuan beside him: "Your disciple is not bad; he won the first battle so easily."

Kong Xuan still had a lazy voice: "Of course, don't look at whose disciple he is. I am the First Disciple under Grandmaster's seat; could I teach a poor disciple?" He deliberately emphasized the volume on "poor," as if mocking Duobao's inability to teach disciples.

Tongtian naturally knew his little thoughts: "Alright, stop selling yourself while getting the best of it. His disciple's aptitude cannot compare to yours. Also, the Chan Sect has also achieved victory, but it cost the life of a Third Generation Disciple. Besides, the clashes of the Third Generation Disciples are only a matter of a few rounds; the rest is left to you Second Generation Disciples. You must be prepared; don't capsize in the gutter." He was clearly full of confidence in his beloved disciple.

"Rest assured, as long as those old monsters from your era don't make a move, Buddhism won't be able to stir up any trouble," Kong Xuan said arrogantly. Of course, he also had the strength to be arrogant.

"By the way, what law does your Hongmeng Purple Qi contain?" Tongtian asked curiously.

"I am Grandmaster's disciple, so of course it is the Space Law," Kong Xuan said.

"Oh, it is actually the Space Law, one of the three supreme laws. Then I will tell you some of my insights into the Space Law," Tongtian said happily. Of course, which master is not happy when their disciple is strong? He immediately imparted all his insights into space to Kong Xuan, and at the end, he said that as long as one reaches the ultimate stage of understanding the law, one can tear through space and reach other planes.

This made Kong Xuan very interested, and he immediately asked: "Grandmaster, are there other planes?"

"Of course there are, but the strength of other ordinary planes is not very strong; the strongest strength is only equivalent to the stage of understanding the ultimate law. Of course, there is almost no possibility of breaking through to the Saint level in this life. Of course, there is also a very powerful plane, with strength similar to our plane," Tongtian said with a frown.

"Oh? There is such a powerful plane?" Kong Xuan's interest was immediately piqued.

"There is, but it is not something you should know with your current strength. Let's leave it for the Investiture of the Gods battle," Tongtian said.

"Yes, Grandmaster, this disciple will definitely let the Jie Sect achieve the final victory," Kong Xuan said confidently.