Chapter 3184: Troops at the City Gates, Driven to a Dead End, Huang Shaoyan Makes a Move

Nanxuan Prefecture is one of the seven great prefectures of the Red Cloud Realm.

Originally, it was considered an extremely fertile land, filled with spiritual mountains and beautiful waters.

However, now, the entire prefecture is engulfed in the flames of war.

The Motie Dynasty, with its strong troops and sturdy horses, has warship after warship rumbling as they crush the void.

Numerous cultivators clad in battle armor, holding long spears and curved blades, form a torrent of steel.

After the Jinxia Sect and the Xuanyuan Sect withdrew,

only the Anling Dynasty remained, clearly unable to withstand the Motie Dynasty's great army.

The Anling Dynasty's army has been retreating steadily along the way; bones are piled like mountains, and blood flows like rivers.

Within the territory where the Anling Dynasty is located, all the major ancient cities are burning with the flames of war.

There have even been Emperor Realm powerhouses of the Anling Dynasty who have fallen, creating the phenomenon of an Emperor's demise.

The entire Nanxuan Prefecture is filled with falling blood rain.

In the Anling Imperial City, a group of direct imperial clansmen has long since fallen into chaos.

"What should we do? The Motie Dynasty is driving straight in and is about to kill their way to the imperial city gates!"

"We can't escape now; all four sides have been sealed off by the Motie Dynasty's army."

"Your Majesty, what should we do?"

These direct imperial clansmen, dukes, and ministers all look toward the Anling Sovereign, their faces filled with panic.

"How could it be like this?"

The Anling Sovereign's face is also icy and frozen.

At first, he subconsciously wondered if Jun Xiaoyao was interfering from behind the scenes.

But thinking of Jun Xiaoyao's methods, if he really wanted to force them, there would be no need to put on such a show.

"In other words, perhaps there are other forces in the Vast Starry Sky investigating clues about the Taixuan Immortal Dynasty."

The Anling Sovereign's face is very ugly.

"Report! Informing Your Majesty, the Motie Dynasty's army has already arrived!"

Outside the hall, a cultivator reports.

The Anling Sovereign's face is even more solemn.

At this moment, Princess Nandie, who is to the side, suddenly stands out.

"Father, actually, there is still one way," Princess Nandie says.

The Anling Sovereign is stunned, then understands.

If they seek help from Jun Xiaoyao, perhaps they can resolve this crisis.

After all, listening to what Jun Xiaoyao said before, even the Yuxu Dao Gate of Dongyuan Prefecture obeys his orders.

But if they do this, clearly, they will have to listen to Jun Xiaoyao.

The Anling Sovereign hesitates.

At this time, a violent rumbling sound comes from outside the imperial city.

That is the sound of the national protection array being struck.

"Go out and see!" the Anling Sovereign says.

Their group walks out.

Princess Nandie bites her jade lips tightly and also walks out.

In the Anling Imperial City, a black, oppressive army has submerged the horizon.

At the same time, in mid-air, densely packed warships float, blocking out the sky's light.

The figures of the Motie Sovereign and others appear, their faces cold as they look toward the Anling Imperial City.

The Anling Sovereign walks out and says coldly, "Motie Dynasty, do you really want to fight my Anling Dynasty to the death?"

"This is definitely not a good choice for our two great dynasties."

"The final outcome will be mutual destruction!"

Hearing the Anling Sovereign's words, the Motie Sovereign's mouth curls into a cold, sinister smile.

"Mutual destruction?"

"You are overthinking it."

The Anling Sovereign clenches his hands under his sleeves.

Suddenly, within the Anling Imperial City, a figure floats up.

That is an old man in yellow robes, his face aged, his eyes turbid.

He appears to have nothing particularly remarkable about him.

But the moment he appears, the entire clamorous world seems to fall into a deathly silence.

"Motie Dynasty, withdraw your troops today, and there is still room for maneuver," the yellow-robed old man says in a deep voice.

"Grandpa Qing!"

Seeing the yellow-robed old man, Princess Nandie cannot help but speak.

This old man is none other than their Anling Dynasty's Old Imperial Sovereign, Emperor Qing!

He is also the Anling Dynasty's strongest powerhouse today, a giant among Emperors.

"Emperor Qing, you old immortal, do you really think you can protect the Anling Dynasty this time?"

On the Motie Dynasty's side, a black-robed old man also walks out.

He is a giant among Emperors from the Motie Dynasty.

"It seems today we must fight to the death," Emperor Qing says coldly.

"Fight to the death? Not necessarily. The fish might die, but the net will not break," the black-robed old man smiles coldly.

Immediately, there are no extra words.

The two giants among Emperors instantly clash, their fluctuations sweeping across the world.

The armies of the two dynasties also collide like a torrent of steel.

The entire world is filled with shouts of killing and battle.

And right in the midst of such a cruel battle,

above the void,

Emperor Qing, who was originally locked in an inextricable fight with the black-robed old man,

suddenly detects something wrong and feels a certain threat.

Boom!

Abruptly, in the void, a vast golden palm print suppresses Emperor Qing.

Emperor Qing strikes back with his hand, his figure retreating.

A golden-clad man with an extraordinary divine martial appearance emerges, his face carrying an indifferent expression.

It is none other than Huang Shaoyan!

"You are..."

Emperor Qing's face is slightly startled.

He can feel that this golden-clad man's cultivation is at the Emperor Realm.

But the faint aura of threat makes even him, a giant among Emperors, secretly alarmed.

Then there is only one possibility.

This man is a Young Emperor-level powerhouse!

And in the Red Cloud Realm, it is impossible for a Young Emperor-level powerhouse to appear.

In other words, the mastermind behind the Motie Dynasty is this person!

"This young master, what sacred person are you, and why target my Anling Dynasty?" Emperor Qing asks in a deep voice.

Even though he is a giant among Emperors,

facing this man of mysterious origin who carries an air of transcendent nobility, he also feels trepidation.

Huang Shaoyan says indifferently, "Are you still playing dumb now?"

"If I guess correctly, you should be the descendants of the Taixuan Immortal Dynasty."

"If you are sensible and willing to confess some things, there is still room for maneuver today."

"I don't understand what you are talking about," Emperor Qing says.

"Then there is nothing more to say," Huang Shaoyan said indifferently.

To him, whether the Anling Dynasty is truly the descendant of the Taixuan Immortal Dynasty or not is unimportant.

Even if he guessed wrong, it would just be destroying a dynasty; to him, it doesn't count as anything at all.

Huang Shaoyan strikes again.

Although he is at the Emperor level, he is not an ordinary Emperor-level, but a Young Emperor-level.

As a twin Young Emperor of the Origin King Clan, his cultivation is also unfathomable.

It is far from comparable to Ling Yan, who had just attained the Dao.

Added to the assistance of the Motie Dynasty's black-robed old man,

for a time, Emperor Qing is repeatedly forced back, facing dangerous situations.

"Grandpa Qing!"

Seeing Emperor Qing suffer injuries, Princess Nandie's face turns pale.

In her childhood, Emperor Qing loved her the most and personally taught and guided her cultivation.

And now, this existence, who was incomparably powerful in her eyes,

is coughing up blood and retreating step by step.

Not only Princess Nandie, but the other powerhouses and soldiers of the Anling Dynasty also show despair upon seeing this.

Emperor Qing is the backbone of their Anling Dynasty.

If even Emperor Qing is no match, it is a huge blow to the Anling Dynasty's morale.

"Father!"

Princess Nandie looks toward the Anling Sovereign.

The Anling Sovereign also takes a deep breath, his face showing a trace of decadence.

Previously, that Jun Xiaoyao also came with a purpose.

But at least, he could be considered a gentleman and did not use any forced methods.

But now, that golden-clad man is overbearingly arrogant and cold-blooded in his methods.

If they do not submit, the entire Anling Dynasty will be destroyed.

Comparing the two,

rather than submitting to this golden-clad man who brings disaster to the Anling Dynasty,

it would be better to submit to Jun Xiaoyao.

At least Jun Xiaoyao still speaks a little reason.

This golden-clad man does not speak any reason at all.

The Anling Sovereign nods.

Princess Nandie takes out the jade talisman Jun Xiaoyao gave her and crushes it with one hand! ===== CHAPTER 3185 =====