Chapter 686

Wu Tie jumped down the city wall; the instant he landed, more than a dozen Great Martial generals before him retreated simultaneously.

But need to be faithful: "Wu Tie jumped down the city wall; at the moment he landed, the dozen or so great Wu generals before him retreated simultaneously."

We need to keep meaning: Wu Tie jumped off the city wall; at the moment he landed, the dozen or so Great Martial generals in front of him all retreated at once.

We'll produce concise translation.

Let's go line by line.

【1】 Wu Tie jumped down the city wall; at the moment he landed, the dozen or so great Wu generals before him retreated simultaneously.

Translation: Wu Tie leapt from the city wall; the moment he landed, the dozen or so Great Martial generals before him all retreated together.

a dozen or so retreated simultaneously

The black-haired burly man who had just provoked waved his left hand, and a fist-sized object shot out; Wu Tie saw clearly that it was indeed a portable cave dwelling crafted by the Great Wei Mohists, appearing as a small two-story pavilion.

Translation: The black-haired burly man who had just provoked him waved his left hand, and a fist-sized object shot out; Wu Tie saw clearly that it was a portable cave dwelling crafted by the Great Wei Mohists, shaped like a two-story small pavilion.

line includes quotes with English translations; fine.

We'll keep concise.

"However, the equipment that Great Wei sold to Great Wu is expensive and of poor quality." fine.

Translation: However, the equipment that Great Wei sold to Great Martial was expensive but of poor quality.

"The Mohists' personal portable cave dwelling could accommodate tens of thousands, but this small pavilion glowing with a faint yellow light can hold only about a dozen to twenty people, which is the limit of its internal space." fine.

Translation: The Mohists' own portable dwellings could hold thousands or even tens of thousands, but this little pavilion flashing a faint yellow light could only accommodate a dozen or twenty people at most, which was the limit of its internal space.

"With a muffled 'bang', ten fearsome Wu ancestors shattered the small pavilion and appeared out of thin air before Wu Tie." fine.

Translation: With a muffled "bang," ten terrifying Great Martial ancestors shattered the small pavilion and appeared out of thin air before Wu Tie.

"A spear of the Coiling Dragon brought forth a vicious gale, accompanied by a piercing dragon roar, and heavily slammed toward Wu Tie's brow. Lightning coiled around the Coiling Dragon spear, while black wind and icy frost surged wildly; the piercing dragon roar was like myriad thunderclaps shaking, causing the surrounding space to tremble." fine.

Translation: A Coiling Dragon Halberd swept up a foul wind, accompanied by a piercing dragon roar, and heavily slammed toward Wu Tie's brow. Lightning coiled around the halberd, while black wind and mysterious ice surged wildly; the piercing dragon roar was like myriad thunderclaps shaking together, causing the surrounding space to tremble.

the surrounding space trembled

Despite the sudden assault coming with such ferocity, Wu Tie still managed to react.

Translation: Despite the sudden attack's ferocity, Wu Tie still managed to react.

Really, this bunch of Wu ruffians just aren't acting.

Translation: It's simply that this bunch of Great Martial roughnecks aren't good at acting.

Merely a dozen or so half-step divine realm commanders, even if they could borrow the power of supreme divine artifacts to gain divine-realm combat strength, yet the various ancestors gathered in the military city already number over a hundred openly, not to mention those hidden within the city who have already pledged allegiance to Wu Tie—the ancestors of the thirteen clans.

Translation: Merely a dozen or so Half-Step Divine Sovereign Realm generals, even if they could borrow the power of a Supreme Divine Artifact to attain Divine Sovereign Realm battle strength, yet the ancestors gathered in the military city alone number over a hundred on the surface, not to mention those hidden in the city who have already pledged allegiance to Wu Tie from the Thirteen Clan Gates.

A dozen or so divine-realm combat strength, openly provoking over a hundred divine-realm ancestors?

Translation: A dozen or so Divine Sovereign Realm strength openly provoking over a hundred Divine Sovereign Realm ancestors?

This bunch of Wu ruffians is simply not suited for such delicate work.

Translation: This bunch of Great Martial roughnecks is just unsuited for such delicate work.

With a crisp 'ding', Wu Tie's right hand shot up, his fingers like iron hooks, firmly gripping the shaft of the Coiling Dragon spear.

Translation: With a crisp "ding," Wu Tie's right hand shot up, his fingers like iron hooks, gripping the halberd shaft tightly.

The spear shaft, as thick as a bowl's rim, trembled violently; the Wu ancestor wielding the Coiling Dragon spear bulged with muscles, veins throbbing on his forehead, bellowing hoarsely, his body erupting with blood-light as he thrust forward with all his might.

Translation: The bowl-thick halberd shaft shook violently; the Great Martial ancestor wielding the Coiling Dragon Halberd bulged with muscles, veins jumping on his forehead, roaring hoarsely, his body erupting with Blood Light as he thrust forward with all his might.

The spear shaft bent, and Wu Tie's fingers rubbed violently against it, scattering sparks.

Translation: The halberd shaft bent, and Wu Tie's fingers rubbed fiercely against it, scattering sparks.

Wu Tie suddenly swung his arm; the Wu ancestor holding the Coiling Dragon spear, along with the spear itself, was flung by Wu Tie, while another nine heavy weapons—long spears, halberds, and the like—came at him all at once, their icy glints striking the Coiling Dragon spear and producing a tremendous noise.

Translation: Wu Tie suddenly flung his hand; the Great Martial ancestor holding the Coiling Dragon Halberd, along with his weapon, was swung by Wu Tie, while another nine heavy weapons—long spears, polearms, and the like—came at him all at once, their icy glints clashing against the halberd and producing a huge noise.

The Wu ancestor wielding the Coiling Dragon spear cried out in pain; Wu Tie mischievously used him as a shield to block the attacks of the other nine Wu ancestors, and two of them, unable to pull back in time, had their weapons strike their own comrades.

Translation: The Great Martial ancestor wielding the Coiling Dragon Halberd cried out in pain; Wu Tie mischievously used him as a shield to block the attacks of the other nine Great Martial ancestors, and two of them failed to pull back in time, striking their own comrades with their weapons.

The projected clones of the Ten Directions Slaughter Armor were struck, sending sparks flying, their armor visibly cracking everywhere; the Wu ancestor holding the Coiling Dragon spear spat out a mouthful of old blood and cursed furiously.

Translation: The projected double of the Ten Directions Slaughter Armor was struck, sending sparks flying, its armor visibly cracking everywhere; the Great Martial ancestor holding the Coiling Dragon Halberd spat out a mouthful of old blood and cursed furiously.

Wu Tie let out a great shout, gripped the Coiling Dragon spear with both hands, swung the long spear, and hurled that Wu ancestor heavily to the ground.

Translation: Wu Tie let out a loud shout, gripped the Coiling Dragon Halberd with both hands, swung the long halberd, and slammed that Great Martial ancestor hard onto the ground.

Dozens of hills surrounding the military city shuddered at once; despite the thick blood-light shielding the battlefield, the earth still split open a deep fissure. The Wu ancestor bearing the Coiling Dragon spear had his armor burst apart, his bones emitting ear‑splitting cracks, shattering into at least thousands of fragments.

Translation: Dozens of hilltops near the military city shuddered at once; despite the thick Blood Light shielding the battlefield, the earth still split open a deep fissure. The Great Martial ancestor wielding the Coiling Dragon Halberd had his armor burst apart, his bones emitting piercing cracks, shattering into at least thousands of fragments.

Wu Tie kicked the Wu ancestor flying; the Coiling Dragon spear in his hand emitted a piercing wail, gripped tightly by Wu Tie and whirled like a windmill, wildly colliding with the other nine heavy weapons.

Translation: Wu Tie kicked that Great Martial ancestor flying; the Coiling Dragon Halberd in his hand emitted a piercing wail, gripped tightly by him, spinning like a windmill as it wildly collided with the other nine heavy weapons.

The impact shook the onlookers from Qingqiu and the various tribes of Great Wei on the city walls, leaving them dazed and dizzy—including the divine-realm elders Li Guang and Zhao Xiang—who stared in shock, watching Wu Tie single‑handedly fend off the siege of nine Wu ancestors.

Translation: The impact shook the spectators from Azure Hill and the Great Wei tribes on the military city walls into dizziness, including the Divine Sovereign Realm ancestors Li Guang and Zhao Xiang, who stared wide-eyed in utter shock, watching Wu Tie single-handedly resist the siege of nine Great Martial ancestors.

A little fellow at the half‑step divine realm.

Translation: A Half-Step Divine Sovereign Realm youngster.

Stubbornly withstanding nine old fellows of the divine realm.

Translation: Barely withstanding nine Divine Sovereign Realm old-timers.

Moreover, those nine old fellows are also the core strength of the Great Wu Divine Nation; their cultivation is at least the third heaven of the divine realm, and with the boost from the Ten Directions Slaughter Armor, their power surges, giving them definitely at least the fifth heaven of divine-realm combat strength.

Translation: Moreover, those nine old-timers are also core forces of the Great Martial State; their cultivation is at least the third level of the Divine Sovereign Realm, and with the Ten Directions Slaughter Armor's blessing, their battle power surges, definitely reaching at least the fifth level of the Divine Sovereign Realm.

Yet Wu Tie alone, relying on brute force, made those nine Wu ancestors sway, their arms tremble, and continually stumble backward.

Translation: Yet Wu Tie alone, relying on brute strength, made those nine Great Martial ancestors sway, their arms trembling, continually stumbling backward.

The ten heavy weapons emitted piercing wails; the tremendous impact meant these ten heavenly divine weapons could not withstand such force—several spears and halberds shattered into many fragments in the heavy impact, their shafts showing numerous fine cracks.

Translation: The ten heavy weapons emitted piercing wails; the tremendous impact left these ten Heavenly Dao Divine Weapons unable to withstand the terrifying force, several spears and polearms shattering into numerous fragments in the heavy impact, their shafts covered in fine cracks.

Wu Tie's body radiated heat; behind him a bright light shot up thousands of feet, within which the phantoms of various polearms—spears, lances, staves, halberds—flickered in and out. With his Coiling Dragon spear he thrust, swept, struck, and pierced, his techniques ever‑changing, fully integrating the subtleties of all long weapons.

Translation: Wu Tie's body radiated heat; behind him a bright light shot up thousands of feet, within which the illusory forms of various polearms—halberds, spears, staves, polearms—flickered faintly; his Coiling Dragon Halberd struck, swept, tapped, and thrust in countless variations, perfectly blending the subtleties of all long weapons.

In Wu Tie's hand the Coiling Dragon spear seemed like a real, living flood dragon—horns goring, teeth tearing, claws rending, tail lashing—its storm‑like assault engulfed the nine Wu ancestors, and Wu Tie's attack frequency alone surpassed the combined rate of the nine opponents.

Translation: In Wu Tie's hand, the Coiling Dragon Halberd was like a real living flood dragon—horns goring, teeth tearing, claws rending, tail lashing—its storm-like assault engulfed the nine Great Martial ancestors; Wu Tie's attack frequency alone surpassed that of all nine opponents combined.

"How could this fellow's martial arts be so exquisite?" On a distant hilltop beneath a blood‑red banner, the seated Wu Ba rose in shock, eyes wide, staring fixedly at Wu Tie.

Translation: "His martial way… so exquisite?" On a distant hilltop beneath a blood-red banner, Wu Ba, seated on the imperial throne, sprang to his feet in shock, eyes wide locked on Wu Tie.

Even the eldest, longest‑practicing supreme elders who still reside in the Great Wu Divine Nation, over a lifetime they normally study only the martial way corresponding to a single weapon.

Translation: Even the Great Martial State's eldest, longest-practicing Supreme Elder, who still resides within the state, would normally spend his whole life mastering only the martial way corresponding to a single weapon.

Just like the master of the Coiling Dragon spear in Wu Tie's hand, that ancestor spent his life mastering only spear techniques; the other ancestors who favor spears use spears, those who favor halberds practice halberds, and those who favor wolf‑tooth clubs absolutely would not train in the light, changeable spear way.

Translation: Like the owner of the Coiling Dragon Halberd in Wu Tie's hand, that ancestor devoted his life solely to halberd arts; the other ancestors who wield spears practice spear techniques, those who use polearms practice polearm arts, and those who wield wolf-tooth clubs certainly would not practice the comparatively light and changeable spear way.

After all, heavenly divine weapons are limited, and innate spirit weapons are even rarer; many ancestors possess only a single handy divine weapon in their lifetime—who would bother to master all eighteen classes of weapons for no reason?

Translation: After all, Heavenly Dao Divine Weapons are limited, and Innate Spiritual Arms are even rarer; many ancestors possess only a single handy divine weapon in their lifetime—who would bother to truly master all eighteen types of weapons for no reason?

Yet Wu Tie's performance is truly that of a freak.

Translation: Yet Wu Tie's performance is truly monstrous.

Observing the phantom weapons in the bright light behind him, it is clear he has mastered the martial ways corresponding to all those weapons to the 'entering the Way' level of 'knowing the divine, the divine manifests itself'.

Translation: Looking at the phantom weapon shadows in the bright light behind him, it is clear he has cultivated the martial ways corresponding to all weapons to the realm of "Entering the Dao," where the Dao manifests itself.

If one's martial way reaches the 'entering the Way' realm, any casual move is accompanied by heavenly‑earthly mighty power, capable of unleashing ten‑fold or a hundred‑fold killing force in battle.

Translation: If one's martial way reaches the Entering the Dao realm, any casual move is accompanied by immense heavenly and earthly force, capable of erupting tenfold or a hundredfold in destructive power during battle.

Yet, for any genuine martial art to attain the 'human way', a normal divine‑realm ancestor must at least spend thousands of years honing his skills and endure countless bloody battles on the battlefield before he can achieve it, right?

Translation: Yet, for any martial art to truly attain the Human Dao, a normal Divine Sovereign Realm ancestor would at least need to spend thousands of years honing his skills and endure countless bloody battles on the battlefield to achieve it.

Wu Tie is still young; how did he manage to do this?

Translation: Wu Tie is still young; how could he have done this?

"Such a monster—hey, setting aside the gods' order to slay him, I myself cannot tolerate him." Wu Ba stroked his chin beard and murmured, "The Great Wu Divine Nation cannot allow such a person to live, unless he is my own son."

Translation: "Such a monster—never mind the gods' orders to slay him, I cannot tolerate him either." Wu Ba stroked his chin beard and murmured, "The Great Martial State cannot allow such a person to live, unless he is my own son."

Shaking his head, Wu Ba said in a deep voice: "Issue the order—send another troop over to level this military city for me."

Translation: Shaking his head, Wu Ba said in a deep voice, "Issue the order: dispatch another troop to come and pacify this military city for me."

While Wu Tie was clashing head‑on with the nine Wu ancestors, he felt his whole body scorching; the tremendous impact gave every cell a sensation of coming alive with excitement. The immense pressure caused his inner strength to continually erupt with even greater resistance.

Translation: While Wu Tie was locked in hard combat with the nine Great Martial ancestors, he felt his whole body scorching; the tremendous impact gave each of his cells a sensation of coming alive with joy. The immense pressure continually triggered stronger rebellious power within him.

Long spears, long lances, long halberds, long staves… the essences of all polearms flowed slowly through his mind; suddenly, the phantom images of all those weapons in the bright light behind him vanished at once, leaving only a fleeting vision of a towering, pillar‑like giant rod.

Translation: The essences of various long weapons—spears, polearms, staves, staffs—slowly flowed through his mind; suddenly, the illusory forms of all those long weapons behind him in the bright light vanished at once, leaving only a fleeting shadow of a towering, heaven‑standing giant rod like a celestial pillar.

The Coiling Dragon spear emitted a despairing wail.

Translation: The Coiling Dragon Halberd let out a despairing wail.

At that moment, Wu Tie poured all of his internal magical power into the Coiling Dragon spear.

Translation: At that moment, Wu Tie poured all of his mana into the Coiling Dragon Halberd.

Just as before, when Wu Tie unleashed that punch.

Translation: Just as before, when Wu Tie unleashed that punch.

Just as before, when Wu Tie unleashed that sword.

Translation: Just as before, when Wu Tie unleashed that sword strike.

Now Wu Tie grips the Coiling Dragon spear with both hands, as if holding a heaven‑supporting pillar, and puts all his strength into a downward strike.

Translation: At this moment, Wu Tie gripped the Coiling Dragon Halberd with both hands, as if holding a heaven‑supporting giant pillar, and poured all his strength into a downward strike.

With a tremendous roar, countless thunder dragons descended from the high heavens, sweeping clean the mountains within a hundred‑li radius; jet‑black goat‑horn whirlwinds erupted from the earth, shooting skyward with mournful ghostly howls; as these whirlwinds rubbed violently against the blood‑mist and thick clouds above, layers of azure heavenly fire followed the phantom trail of Wu Tie's Coiling Dragon spear down to the ground.

Translation: With a tremendous roar, countless thunder dragons descended from high heaven, washing over the mountains within a hundred‑li radius; jet‑black goat‑horn whirlwinds surged up from the earth, bearing mournful ghostly howls straight to the sky; the whirlwinds clashed violently with the blood mist and thick clouds above, sending layers of azure‑blue heavenly fire cascading down along the illusory sway of the Coiling Dragon Halberd in Wu Tie's hand.

The Coiling Dragon spear shattered, turning into a straight rod of light.

Translation: The Coiling Dragon Halberd shattered, turning into a straight rod‑shaped shadow.

Wu Tie let out a wild howl; after the divine fetus, at the edge of the jade‑disk projection, each of the eighty‑four thousand tiny lotus leaves flashed with a bar of light.

Translation: Wu Tie let out a wild howl; after his Divine Fetus, on the edge of the Jade Disc's projection, each of the eighty‑four thousand tiny lotus leaves flickered with a passing rod shadow.

The heavenly and earthly great ways were entirely fused into this staff strike.

Translation: The Great Dao of Heaven and Earth was entirely fused into this staff strike.

Sun, moon, stars; mountains, rivers, lands; flowers, birds, insects, fish; spring thunder, autumn rain… within this staff lay sword qi, blade edge, spear force, fist gang… plus the roaring anger of billions of common folk and the anguished cries of billions of living beings.

Translation: Sun, moon, stars; mountains, rivers; flora and fauna; spring thunder, autumn rain… within this staff lay sword qi, blade light, spear force, fist gang… plus the roaring fury of hundreds of millions of common folk and the anguished cries of hundreds of millions of living beings.

One staff, embracing an entire world.

Translation: One staff, embracing an entire world.

Wu Tie's arm flesh tore completely, large sheets of blood spouting like magma, spraying scorching heat in all directions.

Translation: Wu Tie's arm flesh tore completely, great gouts of blood like magma spraying out scorching heat in all directions.

Wu Tie's hot blood fell upon the nine Wu ancestors opposite, whose twisted faces sizzled as their flesh was scorched into smoke by his blood, even seeping into their bones.

Translation: Wu Tie's hot blood fell upon the nine contorted‑faced Great Martial ancestors opposite him, searing their flesh with a sizzling sound; large chunks of their meat were turned to green smoke by his inner heat, which even penetrated their bones.

The nine Wu ancestors, plus the one lying on the ground with shattered bones unable to rise for half a day—regardless of which martial way they practiced, their divine fetuses trembled and quivered; their martial arts, even the truths they had grasped—whether thunder, gang wind, icy frost, or earthly principles—shook and wavered.

Translation: The nine Great Martial ancestors, plus the one lying on the ground with shattered bones unable to rise for half a day—regardless of which martial way they practiced, their Divine Fetuses trembled and shivered; their martial ways, even the principles they had grasped—whether thunder, gale wind, mysterious ice, or earthly truths—shook and wavered.

Even before Wu Tie's staff shadow touched their bodies, their 'Dao' had already begun to fracture.

Translation: Even before Wu Tie's rod shadow touched their bodies, their Dao had already begun to fracture.

Their divine fetuses were disintegrating.

Translation: Their Divine Fetuses were disintegrating.

Their bodies were crumbling.

Translation: Their bodies were collapsing.

With a tremendous crash, Wu Tie's staff came down heavily upon the ground.

Translation: With a tremendous crash, Wu Tie slammed his staff heavily into the ground.

A rod shadow shot out a hundred li long; along the way all mountain peaks were instantly annihilated, leaving on the ground a straight trace wide a bit over a li, long a hundred li, deep reaching ten thousand zhang.

Ten Great Wu ancestors and more than ten Great Wu commanders turned to ash and vanished.

The memorial mound built from the skulls of several hundred two-state ancestors and over ten thousand two-state commanders, which stood before Wu Tie, was completely unharmed, silently hovering above the seal mark.

This strike, so brutal.

This strike, so gentle.

Extreme brutality and gentleness condensed into this strike; 'kill' and 'preserve' at will, this strike is already extremely close to the 'Heavenly Dao'.

Booming forth this strike, Wu Tie's clothes were shredded all over, his arms, his upper torso, all flesh torn open, dense cracks covering his whole body, his physique seemed on the verge of collapsing at any moment.

Gasping heavily, blood and sweat sprayed from every pore of his body.

Numerous thumb-sized blood beads, vivid in color and bright in luster, hovered around him; Wu Tie drew a deep breath, these blood beads that flowed from his body were like pearls, continuously flying back and re-merging into his body through the wounds on his surface.

When these blood beads struck his body, they actually produced a clear 'ding-ding' sound.

Wu Ba was shocked, the many Great Wu ancestors beside him were shocked, countless Great Wu half-step Divine Clarity commanders had their faces twisted, looking at Wu Tie as if seeing a ghost.

A Great Wu commander who doubted the evil secretly drew his blade and fiercely cut his own arm and thigh.

Large amounts of blood spurted out; they imitated Wu Tie, using magic to condense their blood into beads, then sucked them back into their bodies.

When their blood beads struck their bodies, they emitted a muffled 'pu-pu' sound or a 'drip-drip' tone, utterly unlike Wu Tie's, whose blood beads striking his body sounded like large and small pearls falling on a jade plate, a continuous 'ding-ding'.

"How could that bastard's body be tempered to such an extent?"

It wasn't only half-step Divine Clarity juniors secretly trying this; at least twenty-odd Great Wu ancestors were also conducting such experiments.

They were all body cultivators; their divine bodies had been tempered for tens of thousands of years—a shake of their arms could move the vast sea, a drop of blood could shatter mountains. Yet their blood could not, like Wu Tie's, exhibit such an anomaly.

It was obvious that Wu Tie was merely at the half-step Divine Clarity realm, yet his physique far surpassed those Great Wu ancestors of the Divine Clarity realm.

Wu Tie drew a deep breath; all the lost blood returned to his body, the immense essence-blood energy surged, the shattered cracks on his surface quickly healed. With a wave of his hand, the two victory monuments flew up onto the city wall, naturally the clansmen would properly handle those skulls.

"Wu Ba, who do you think will win this time?" Wu Tie looked at Wu Ba and the others on the hill a hundred li away, smiled and waved at them: "Who do you think we can win?"

Wu Ba fell silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed at Wu Tie: "Prince An Huo Xiong, indeed a hero; it's a pity you are not my Great Wu subject, otherwise I would certainly take you as a son-in-law... tsk, what a pity, what a pity, you are destined to die."

Wu Ba suddenly drew his waist sword and fiercely cut his own throne into two pieces.

"Convey my orders: upon encountering Prince An Huo Xiong, temporarily retreat three marches... hehe, after slaughtering the people of Great Wei and Green Hill, with Great Wu's all-out national strength, we will exterminate Prince An Huo Xiong."

Wu Ba pointed at Wu Tie and laughed: "Prince An Huo Xiong, you are destined to die. You can kill ten Divine Clarity experts, you can kill a hundred, you can kill a thousand... but our Great Wu forces entering this battlefield have about four thousand Divine Clarity masters and nearly ten thousand half-step Divine Clarity youths!"

"With ten thousand youths blessed by the Supreme Divine Artifact, each possesses the combat power of a Divine Clarity cultivator!"

"Can you kill a hundred thousand Divine Beings?" Wu Ba roared: "Can you?"

Wu Tie remained silent.

That strike just now had exhausted all his strength.

Killing ten Great Wu ancestors with a single strike is already the limit of what Wu Tie can do now.

If he exerted a bit more force, or if the Great Dao power he gathered lasted a little longer, his entire body would collapse.

The might and terror of the Primordial Classic are slowly becoming evident.

But this might and terror……Wu Tie still lacks the strength to bear it.

Now Wu Tie, if the Great Wu Divine State truly mustered a hundred thousand Divine Clarity masters to encircle and kill him, he could kill ten, a hundred... but a thousand would already be impossible...

Facing Great Wu, Wu Tie had no confidence of victory.

To oppose Great Wu, one must gather the strength of both Green Hill and Great Wu.

Ten pillars of light shot up before Wu Tie, the fluctuating divine light cast his shadow onto the gate of the military city; his shadow swayed and flickered, twisted and ferocious like an evil spirit.

Wu Tie exhaled heavily.

He pulled out a cloak, hastily wrapped it around his body, and Wu Tie sprang his legs and sprinted off into the distance.

This will be a brutal bloodbath; when the gods begin to directly intervene in the duel, Wu Tie also does not know how the final outcome of this duel will turn out.

He can only exert all his strength, strive with all his might for the final victory.

He thought of Old Iron, thought of Pei Feng, thought of Wu Zhan, thought of Wu Jin, Wu Yin, Wu Tong, thought of those Wu family youths, those Wu clan people, and also Wu Prison, Xi Bu Bai, those old fellows……

"Wuba, I will not lose!"

Wu Tie's roar shook the void.

Wuba's face twisted, he gritted his teeth and said: "Send troops, attack the city… slaughter the city… also, issue orders: upon seeing Prince An Huo Xiong, units under a hundred are strictly forbidden to engage him."

"For now… retreat three she… let him be arrogant for a while."