Chapter 644

Wu Nu Lei fell down, extremely aggrieved.

In terms of strength, Xiang Feiyu and Xiang Feixie are both a bit stronger than him.

However, Xiang Feiyu and Xiang Feixie derive madness and brutality from their bloodline, causing their combat power to far exceed Wu Nu Lei's.

In a normal fight, they cannot win, but for Wu Nu Lei to retreat unscathed is still easy.

Upon reaching the Divine Realm, two or three divinities of equal strength joining forces can easily defeat a peer divinity, but to kill or even capture him is extremely difficult.

But there is Wu Tie.

The Five Elements Divine Light can sweep away all things under heaven; Wu Nu Lei's weapon in his hand, if not careful, gets swept away piece by piece.

Then his armor, if not careful, gets swept away as well.

If not careful again, Wu Nu Lei's storage ring and several pieces of close-fitting defensive treasures are also swept away by the Five Elements Divine Light.

If not careful once more, Wu Nu Lei ends up completely bare, like a newborn baby exposed before Xiang Feiyu and Xiang Feixie; empty-handed, how can he match the fully armed old monster of the Xiang family?

Wanting to flee…… the Divine Whip seals the void, making Wu Nu Lei's escape technique extremely slow.

The Great Wu royal clan is warlike to madness; their path is the Xiang family's usual fierce assault, hard-body close combat great way, they cultivate three heads six arms, heaven-earth manifestation and other close combat divine abilities, but escape arts have always been their weakness.

The Great Wu royal clan, the nobles and officers of Great Wu, all look down on those who meticulously study escape arts as "soft eggs"—a real man on the battlefield should draw his sword and fiercely strike down enemies; only soft eggs constantly think of fleeing.

His escape technique itself is not good, plus the Divine Whip's binding interference; Wu Nu Lei exerts all his strength to flee, yet he is no faster than an ordinary person's quick jog.

Wu Tie lightly, lightly, for fear of harming Wu Nu Lei, lightly taps his head with the Divine Whip in hand.

Wu Nu Lei staggers, falls flat on his face, then Xiang Feiyu and Xiang Feixie press him to the ground and give him a fierce beating.

Wu Nu Lei roars, struggling to rise, stubbornly withstands Xiang Feiyu and Xiang Feixie's attack, then flees dozens of steps toward the Three Kingdoms battlefield; Wu Tie sees he still has plenty of vigor, so he lightly gives him another whip.

Wu Nu Lei staggers and falls again, being pressed to the ground for another fierce beating, leaving him with a broken head and blood pouring from his mouth.

Wu Nu Lei burns his essence blood, uses a desperate secret art, roars as he climbs up, and continues to flee toward the Three Kingdoms battlefield.

Wu Tie sees his spirit becoming ever more frenzied, so he again lightly, carefully gives him a whip.

Wu Nu Lei falls to the ground; this time Xiang Feiyu simply sits on his back, swinging six big fists at his occiput for a fierce beating. Xiang Feixie grabs six heavy hammers, steel whip, demon-subduing pestle, wolf-tooth club, eight-corner hammer, three-edged cone, and wildly chops at Wu Nu Lei's waist.

Wu Nu Lei roars, a bloody thick smoke erupts from within him; he not only burns his essence blood, but madly burns his origin.

A tremendous force erupts; Wu Nu Lei flips the Xiang Feiyu brothers over, roars as he leaps up, turning into lightning to attempt escape.

This time, Wu Nu Lei, burning his origin, truly erupts with astonishing speed; under the Divine Whip's seal, he actually flies at a speed comparable to a peak official of the ordinary Life Pool realm flying at full force.

But this speed…… is still too slow.

Wu Tie sees Wu Nu Lei still possessing such vigor, so he simply grabs the Divine Whip and, from head to foot, lashes Wu Nu Lei eighteen times in succession.

After eighteen heavy blows, Wu Nu Lei's mana is finally shattered; blows render his whole body limbs nearly disintegrating, he spits blood mouthful after mouthful, finally collapses to the ground, unable to move. His desperate act of burning essence blood and origin is also forcibly broken by Wu Tie.

Xiang Feiyu and Xiang Feixie howl with delight as they rush forward, then take out a set of pulse-severing needles, which "puff-puff" pierce Wu Nu Lei's body, firmly immobilizing him like a corpse.

Wu Nu Lei feels aggrieved, three against one…… and moreover, there is such a strange and terrifying divine weapon aiding the battle.

Especially the Five Elements Divine Light…… so aggrieved, so aggrieved…… during the fight, watching his weapons, armor, and various treasures being swept away one by one, this divine ability that can also loot in the midst of battle…… is utterly shameless!

"Shameless, shameless!" Wu Nu Lei roars with tears streaming: "Xiang Feiyu, Xiang Feixie, you are true men, release me, let me duel you one-on-one until death…… I will not flee, I will fight you to the death; dare you duel me one-on-one? Like a real man, fight desperately!"

"A real man? Fight desperately?" Wu Tie slowly kicks Wu Nu Lei, chuckling: "You, are you stupid? We've already won, we've won; now we let you out to fight desperately with us? This isn't a matter of being a man or not, it's a matter of being an idiot and a fool…… Do you think we're stupid?"

Wu Tie smiles at Xiang Feiyu and Xiang Feixie: "War, this is war…… war only asks victory or defeat, not the means."

"Using any means, even if they seem utterly unreasonable and unjustly upright to gain victory, that is the true essence of war, that is war's charm."

"What shamelessness…… where are the marching adjutants? Where are the registrar assistant officers? Come here, Your Majesty…… Remember well, what year, month, day is it now? You are excellent; this year, this month, this day, this moment, at White Wolf Creek, I encountered the Great Wu royal clan's Wu Nu Lei…… This old shameless fellow, leading tens of thousands of elite Embryo Storage realm cultivators, sneak-attacked me, leaving me gravely wounded."

"I bear the emperor's grace, fighting to the death without retreat; after a bloody slaughter, I beheaded thousands of Wu Nu Lei's followers."

"During the bitter battle, the Xiang family's ancestors Xiang Feiyu and Xiang Feixie came to aid, upholding the dignity of the strong, engaging Wu Nu Lei one-on-one; Wu Nu Lei colluded with the Great Wei's Xiahou Ao, who ambushed from behind, severely injuring Xiang Feiyu."

"I, Xiang Feiyu, and Xiang Feixie were nearly plunged into desperation; fortunately, the loyal brave sons of the Xiang family desperately rescued us; after a bloody battle, we slew all of Wu Nu Lei's commanders; I, Xiang Feiyu, and Xiang Feixie spared no expense burning origin and essence blood, in one battle crushed Wu Nu Lei and Xiahou Ao, and moreover captured the two old villains alive in one fell swoop!"

Wu Tie somehow obtained a longsword radiating cold light; before everyone's eyes, he cut into his own flesh, opening one deep gash after another that reached the bone, even revealing the writhing viscera in a gruesome wound.

This longsword is also a Nine Refinements Immortal Weapon grade divine armament; Wu Tie has also exerted himself to restrain his flesh, even coordinating with using mana to shake his flesh, tearing it himself. Even so, when the blade's edge scrapes Wu Tie's body, it still emits a piercing screech.

One can see how strong Wu Tie's flesh is; he actively self-mutilates, yet this Nine Refinements Immortal Weapon can hardly break through his flesh, which he has weakened to ninety-nine percent.

Xiang Feiyu and Xiang Feixie stare agape, the muscles on their old faces twitching.

While Wu Tie publicly inflicts serious injury upon himself, he slowly says: "My literary talent is lacking; that speech just now, you must edit and polish it, surely depicting my spirit and that of the two Xiang veteran generals, together with the myriad brave sons of the Xiang family—valiant, loyal, fighting to the death without retreat."

"Please describe well how I and the two Xiang veteran generals, while shouting for the Divine Emperor Majesty, while calling out the name of the Qingqiu Divine State, engaged in a death-defying blood battle…… this image of loyalty and courage, you must depict it deeply and meticulously."

"Um, the two veteran generals…… wounded, wounded……" Wu Tie points at Xiang Feiyu and Xiang Feixie: "Having captured two great Divine Realm powerhouses, you couldn't possibly be uninjured…… well, hurry up, make the injuries a bit worse……"

Wu Tie points to the several marching adjutants, registrar assistant officers, and other military officials who have come forward, loudly saying: "In the memorial to His Majesty, you must certainly emphasize that I and the two Xiang veteran generals are severely wounded, wounded heavily and miserably…… beg His Majesty to bestow many top-tier Dao treasures and elixirs…… the more the better, we urgently need to save our lives."

"Anyway, however many good things His Majesty bestows this time, ultimately…… they will still end up…… with these two whatnot?"

Wu Tie chuckles; behind him, the Five Elements Divine Light sweeps and flings Xiahou Ao out.

Xiang Feiyu and Xiang Feixie glance at each other; the two brothers take off their armor, eagerly brandish their weapons and chop at each other fiercely. Their strength is boundless, their weapons extraordinarily heavy, and their bodies incredibly tough; this fierce chopping and striking shakes the ground within a radius of hundreds of miles.

The sound of breaking bones roars like thunder; Xiang Feiyu and Xiang Feixie grimace and howl, finally ending up with an extremely gruesome set of injuries.

Wu Nu Lei roars "Shameless!"

Xiahou Ao, while shedding tears, angrily curses "Shameless!"

Wu Tie, meanwhile, chuckles and orders the military scribes to hurry and draft the memorial.

This great victory not only lifted the siege of White Wolf Creek, but also forced the allied armies of the two nations to flee back to the Three Kingdoms battlefield, and moreover captured countless soldiers alive; most importantly, they also captured two divinities alive.

Most importantly, this great victory resulted in hardly any casualties among the troops.

Whether Wu Tie's troops, or those of Great Wei and Great Wu, most are merely knocked unconscious; truly dead are less than one in a hundred.

This is a tremendous merit of astronomical value.

Wu Tie clearly understands that this merit cannot be monopolized by him, nor is it possible for him to monopolize it.

So, let's split the benefits; the Xiang clan bunch aren't exactly good, but their merit lies in their simple minds…… a group of simple-minded enemies would be the most headache-inducing foes. Likewise, a group of simple-minded allies would be the best allies.

Wu Tie dislikes the Xiang clan's violent faction, but he likes having the Xiang clan as such allies.

So, give them a bit more merit first, establish good relations, and when we later use them, Wu Tie will feel justified and have no psychological burden.

Xiang Zhan rushed over in a hurry, and Xiang Tuo brought a large group of Xiang family members over.

They each wore bright armor; the chaotic Wei and Wu armies couldn't cause them much trouble, and many didn't even have a scratch.

Under Wu Tie's direction, this group of Xiang family members also began hacking at each other, laughing as they inflicted various exaggerated wounds on their own brothers.

At this moment, these wounds are not wounds; they are military merits, future rewards!

Xiang Feiyu and Xiang Feixie, feeling proud, borrowed Wu Tie's Nine Four-Spirit Warships, led a large contingent of elite subordinates, and dragged Xiahou Ying and Wu Nulei to chase the retreating Great Wu troops ahead.

Those defeated Great Wu troops hadn't fled far when they saw Wu Nulei also captured; many officers' morale collapsed, they immediately knelt and surrendered, losing any will to flee.

Warship after warship patrolled the high sky, beneath each hung a small False Sun, emitting dazzling light that illuminated the ground as bright as day.

Detachment after detachment of spear-wielding soldiers drove the Wei and Wu prisoners, forming long lines that slowly trudged through the snow; many prisoners also carried their unconscious comrades on their backs.

These unlucky ones fainted from inhaling the Demon Chapter King's poison gas; after more sleep and cool water, they woke when the time came. Apart from being limp and powerless for a month or two, they suffered little bodily harm.

Looking down from high above, the sprawling camp stretching a thousand li was filled everywhere with dejected prisoners huddled together.

Support troops were busy gathering the bodies of fallen soldiers, laying them out neatly.

But the number of dead soldiers was truly small; statistics showed that this battle's fatalities were probably under ten thousand, many of them unlucky souls caught in the explosion of the formation hub, while other fighting caused little casualties.

At the extreme height of the vault of heaven, several pitch-black, disc-shaped strange artifacts hovered above the firmament.

Powerful soul fluctuations rapidly communicated, and one could faintly hear the grating 'gaga' sound of teeth grinding.

"What's going on? A battle of millions, yet fewer than ten thousand soldiers died? We collected only a few thousand souls... What is this? It's not even enough for our overtime pay!"

"Damn it, damn it, in a million‑scale clash, the opposing armies smashing together should lose tens of thousands each time. By normal battlefield logic, we should at least be able to collect five million souls from the dead soldiers."

"Less than ten thousand, less than ten thousand..."

"How are we supposed to report this to our superiors? Tell the honored officials, 'Oh, a great battle broke out, but fewer than ten thousand soldiers died and the war just ended'? No… we can't say that!"

"The superiors won't believe it; they'll think some of us embezzled the soldiers' souls we were supposed to harvest… embezzled the warrior bloodlines we were supposed to extract."

"The difference between five million and less than ten thousand is obvious even to an idiot… the superiors won't believe it; they'll be happy to send us to the guillotine!"

A silence fell, and after a long while, a powerful soul fluctuation surged violently: "But this is the fact; we can only report it truthfully… let the esteemed superiors decide what to do."

The violent soul fluctuation persisted in the void for a long time, a long time.

After several hours, the same roar came from the extremely distant void, from magnificent divine palace buildings.

"What? A battle of millions, and only fewer than a thousand died?"

"Those bastards in charge of battlefield collection surely embezzled— which shift's bastards are they? Chop them! Execute, execute!"

"I won't listen to explanations, I won't listen, I won't listen, I won't listen… I only know our interests have been harmed! Someone must pay the price!"

"Also, we must convene an alliance meeting and put an end to this happening again."

"No one can encroach on our interests, no one."