Chapter 561: I, this Marquis, break the array; you all shall be exterminated

Wuri Wuri Muhao felt that he had already grown old.

As one of the three strongest tribes of the Northern Barbarians, the Wuri tribe had always harbored the ambition to dominate the Northern Barbarians.

When Boerhu emerged, Wuri Wuri Muhao had once believed that the Wuri tribe's ambition of several hundred years was about to be realized!

As a result, the Great Elder died, and Boerhu was also severely injured.

The tribe's destiny was damaged.

The protective clan array had been cursed!

These encounters made Wuri Wuri Muhao begin to reflect on whether he had done something wrong.

If they had just stayed safely guarding the tribe, many people could have avoided death.

This time, when they joined the other tribes to launch an attack on the Great Lan Dynasty again, Wuri Wuri Muhao had been opposed to it at first.

But he could not withstand his daughter's repeated pleas, and many young warriors in the tribe still had hot blood that had not yet cooled.

An eagle that had not yet grown old should not spend its days guarding its own nest.

Wuri Wuri Muhao ultimately handed over most of the tribe's elite to Boerhu, while he himself guarded the main camp.

"If you are defeated again this time, you must return alive; the sun of the Wuri tribe will never set."

Before they set out, Wuri Wuri Muhao had said this to Boerhu.

These words sounded somewhat inauspicious, but for those who went out to struggle, no matter what, having someone behind you to provide a safety net felt very reassuring.

"Father, look, what I hunted!"

A young man wearing crimson martial arts clothes, with somewhat delicate features, came before Wuri Wuri Muhao carrying a horned leopard beast weighing over two thousand catties in one hand.

A smile appeared on Wuri Wuri Muhao's face, and he gestured for the other to come over.

The young man's name was Wuri Wuri Botian, and he was Wuya Nana's younger brother.

Influenced by Boerhu, Wuri Wuri Botian also liked to wear clothes from the Central Plains and enjoyed exquisite dressing.

This made him seem somewhat out of place among his peers.

However, he had inherited the Wuri tribe's powerful bloodline and possessed extremely high martial arts talent.

At twenty-one years old this year, he was already a Tudu martial artist.

Such talent, if placed in the Central Plains, could be called a peerless prodigy!

With Boerhu leaving no descendants, it was almost a certainty that Wuri Wuri Botian would be the future chieftain of the Wuri tribe.

"Father, when will Brother-in-law and the others return?"

Wuri Wuri Botian came to Wuri Wuri Muhao's side and asked.

"They should be back soon."

Wuri Wuri Muhao said with a smile.

Wuri Wuri Botian curled his lips: "You say that every time; you should have let me go to battle with Brother-in-law; I am already a powerful warrior!"

As he spoke, he pointed to the corpse of the horned leopard beast on the ground.

This was a five-grade exotic beast; even for a Tudu martial artist, wanting to hunt it alone was very difficult.

"You are still young; when you become as powerful as your brother-in-law, you can participate in the battles you want to participate in."

Wuri Wuri Muhao was still smiling, looking at his youngest son with a face full of kindness.

Wuri Wuri Botian felt somewhat discouraged.

He longed for battle, longed to cross swords with true powerhouses, longed to be tempered by blood and fire, rather than hunting those exotic beasts that knew no martial arts under the protection of a group of people.

"Father..."

BOOM!!!!

A huge roaring sound interrupted what Wuri Wuri Botian wanted to say.

The ground suddenly shook violently!

"Did the earth dragon turn over?"

Wuri Wuri Botian stabilized his figure in a daze.

Wuri Wuri Muhao, standing to the side, had his expression change drastically; he stood up abruptly and disappeared from the room.

High in the sky, a figure stood out of thin air, standing before the sacred tree of the Wuri tribe.

In the place he was facing, a gap appeared in the golden tree trunk, from which magma-like liquid flowed!

"Enemy attack! Raise the array—"

Wuri Wuri Muhao soared into the sky and roared in the language of the Wuri tribe.

At the same time, a force bloomed from within his body, injecting into the sacred tree.

Hum—

This true towering tree seemed to awaken like a giant beast from its slumber; surging power flowed within the tree trunk, and ten thousand zhang of golden light shone down from the tree canopy above the clouds!

For such a defensive array, the most critical point was the activation speed.

If it required too many people to cooperate, the activation speed would be too slow, and it would be impossible to defend against a surprise attack from a top-tier powerhouse.

As the chieftain of the Wuri tribe, holding the "authority" passed down through generations in the tribe, Wuri Wuri Muhao activated the protective clan array with a single thought!

As the ten thousand zhang of golden light fell, Li Fei appeared before Wuri Wuri Muhao and threw a punch.

The punch was like a sword, all kinds of imagery contained within this sword!

Wuri Wuri Muhao's expression was solemn, his entire person instantly transforming into a great golden sun, bathed in the golden light.

Divine ability—【Sun Descent】!

Endless light and heat bloomed from within Wuri Wuri Muhao's body; all internal energy and heaven and earth origin energy were thoroughly purified, merging into this great sun.

But after "stripping away" the outer layers of internal energy and heaven and earth origin energy, Li Fei's fist, wrapped in golden armor, still smashed inside.

It was like a meteorite falling from the sky into an erupting volcano; before the meteorite could be melted by the magma, the terrifying impact force first smashed the volcano to collapse!

High in the sky, the great golden sun seemed to experience a solar eclipse, a shadow appearing in the center, then continuously expanding, and finally becoming dim and lusterless.

BOOM!!!

Following the roaring sound, Wuri Wuri Muhao fell from the sky.

Blood stained the corners of his mouth, and he looked at Li Fei with a face full of horror.

Although he was only a Divine Derivation stage Grandmaster, by borrowing the power of the protective clan array, he could block the attack of a Prince-level powerhouse.

As a result, he was injured by Li Fei in a single move!

At this moment, the golden light blooming from the Wuri tribe's sacred tree had completely enveloped the main camp, and majestic power surged continuously from the tree trunk, forming a canopy above the main camp.

Only then did the powerhouses of the Wuri tribe react, running one after another to their designated positions, preparing to input their power into the array.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Muffled thunder sounded continuously in the air.

In the blink of an eye, Li Fei launched more than a dozen attacks at the Wuri tribe's sacred tree, the majestic power sufficient to shatter mountains and shake the seas thoroughly shaking this sacred tree with a history of a thousand years!

It was said that a thousand years ago, a nine-grade exotic beast, the Great Sun Golden Crow, had once resided in this tree.

Later, the Great Sun Golden Crow died, and its body merged with this tree.

The Wuri tribe took the Great Sun Golden Crow as their totem, and when establishing their main camp, they chose to build it next to this tree.

Thus, this tree became the Wuri tribe's sacred tree, and after several hundred years of blessing, it was now the core of the Wuri tribe's protective clan array.

Li Fei knew he could not stop the protective clan array from opening, so he hammered away at this sacred tree!

The golden canopy shook violently.

Leaves fell like rain, and before they could land on the ground, they exploded into balls of sparks one after another.

The sky above the Wuri tribe's main camp seemed to explode with countless fireworks, magnificent to the extreme.

But at this moment, no one had the mood to appreciate this beautiful scene.

"Who are you?!"

Wuri Wuri Muhao stood within the array, shouting in unskillful Central Plains language.

"Great Lan Dynasty's Jingan Marquis, Li Fei—"

Li Fei opened his mouth while launching another 【Not Knowing the Height of the Heavens】 at the tree trunk.

What other top-tier powerhouses used as trump cards, the Creation stage supreme moves, had become "ordinary" moves in his hands!

"He is Li Fei?"

Wuri Wuri Botian looked up at the sky, trembling all over.

He dared to challenge the most ferocious exotic beasts alone, but at this moment, looking at Li Fei clad in golden armor, he could not help but feel fear.

In the hearts of all Wuri tribesmen, the sacred tree that could not be violated and could hold up this firmament was like a small sapling in a gale under the other's fist!

The other used his actions to let the Wuri tribe know that this sacred tree was not holding up the true firmament.

His fist was the heavens!

This was a powerhouse.

A true powerhouse!

This was power.

True power!

Wuri Wuri Botian was shocked beyond words.

He had heard Li Fei's stories and knew the other was the most powerful prodigy in the Central Plains.

He had once thought that he would eventually surpass Li Fei.

But now, he could only tremble under the other's fist!

Boom—

A few minutes later, the trunk of the Golden Crow sacred tree was covered in cracks.

The golden canopy shattered with a bang!

The protective clan array had been forcibly broken by Li Fei!

Wuri Wuri Muhao fell from the sky, vomiting blood, his face full of bitterness.

If it were not for the damage to the tribe's destiny from that last battle, and the protective clan array having been cursed by a peak powerhouse, suffering severe influence.

Today, Li Fei certainly would not have been able to break the array so quickly.

Wuri Wuri Botian, in the distance, opened his eyes wide in anger, watching his father fall from the sky.

He watched his father unfold his martial arts domain, blooming into a sea of fire in the sky, with towering trees growing from the sea of fire, and the figure of the Golden Crow flickering in and out of existence.

Immediately following, the God of War clad in golden armor descended from the sky, tearing through the sea of fire and smashing the ancient trees with irresistible force!

Wuri Wuri Botian knew that in the next moment, Li Fei would kill his father, thereby thoroughly breaking the Wuri tribe's protective clan array.

He could not help but feel his hot blood surge.

Young warriors did not fear death; he felt ashamed of the fear he had just felt!

"Li Fei!!!"

"I am the young chieftain of the Wuri tribe; if you have the ability, come and kill me—"

Wuri Wuri Botian channeled his internal energy, using the Central Plains language Boerhu had taught him, and transmitted his voice over.

However, Li Fei did not even look in that direction.

A line of brilliant heavenly light encompassing all phenomena, like a divine sword, thoroughly pierced through Wuri Wuri Muhao's martial arts domain.

It also pierced through Wuri Wuri Muhao's body!

"No—"

Wuri Wuri Botian shouted frantically, charging toward that side regardless of everything.

In the sky, Wuri Wuri Muhao, his body pierced through, was covered in blood and filth; he turned his head, wanting to open his mouth to stop him.

But in the next second, his neck was gripped, his consciousness was stabbed by a blood sword, and his heart and spirit were invaded by boundless killing intent!

Li Fei gripped the Wuri tribe chieftain's neck with one hand and turned to look at the crowd below:

"The Northern Barbarians invaded our national territory, wantonly burning, killing, and looting, viewing the people of my Great Lan Dynasty as food!"

"Today, I, this Marquis, break the array; you all shall be exterminated—"

As the words fell, Wuri Wuri Muhao, whose neck he was gripping, had his body explode like a burst tomato, flesh and blood flying everywhere!

Afterward, he transformed his body into a sword, turned, and swept his arm across.

The brilliant sword light, carrying the ten thousand miles of mountains and rivers of the Great Lan Dynasty, slashed across the Golden Crow sacred tree behind him!

Crack—

A gap first appeared where the Golden Crow sacred tree was slashed, then the gap continuously expanded, the sound of cracking endless!

With the protective clan array forcibly broken by Li Fei, plus the curse from Qiming earlier, the inside of this Golden Crow sacred tree had already become very fragile.

In the desperate gaze of tens of thousands of Wuri tribesmen, their sacred tree snapped!

A thousand-year sacred tree, severed by a single sword!

A shadow like a mountain peak enveloped the Wuri tribe's main camp.

"Ahhhhhhh!!"

Tens of thousands of people shouted in despair; Wuri Wuri Botian and many Wuri tribe warriors had completely collapsed.

Li Fei looked up at the distant horizon, where a golden river was sweeping over rapidly.

The River-Suppressing Heavenly King and Boerhu were almost there!

Rumble—

Like a mountain peak crashing down from high in the sky, dust erupted like a volcano.

The earth tore open, the earth dragon turned over!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

A series of explosions occurred; this was the protective clan array being destroyed along with the Golden Crow sacred tree.

Because Wuri Wuri Botian was close to an array point, he died in the array's explosion the first moment it happened.

This young warrior had longed for a war of blood and fire, but the cruelty of war far exceeded his imagination...

"Li Fei!!!"

A voice like angry thunder came from afar.

Boerhu exerted all his strength, transforming into a black meteor, charging toward this side at a speed close to seven times the speed of sound!

He stared fixedly at that figure in the distance, the anger in his eyes almost erupting.

Li Fei turned his head, meeting Boerhu's gaze from afar.

The tragic scene in the village that Lan Yu and the others had rescued also surfaced in his mind.

Such tragic scenes were happening in many places in the Northern Sichuan Province at this very moment!

There was also burning anger in Li Fei's eyes!

Just as Boerhu was about to arrive, he disappeared from where he stood.

The black meteor stopped above the Wuri tribe.

Boerhu's eyes were blood-red, looking at the ruins below and the corpses covering the ground.

Then looking at the severed Golden Crow sacred tree, his body began to tremble.

"Ah—"

Boerhu roared toward the sky, emitting a roar like a ferocious beast.

Two lines of blood tears flowed from his eyes!

At this moment, the River-Suppressing Heavenly King had also arrived, sweeping a compassionate gaze over the tragic scene below, and he pressed his palms together, chanting a Buddha name:

"Amitabha."

The two continued to pursue Li Fei.

Boerhu looked at the River-Suppressing Heavenly King with blood-red eyes and transmitted his voice: "If you do not use your full strength again, our cooperation ends here!"

He did not believe the other had no backup plans; the means of a peak powerhouse were far more than this.

The River-Suppressing Heavenly King looked at Boerhu calmly.

He indeed had not brought out his full strength.

The more people Li Fei killed and the greater the destruction he caused, the greater his own consumption would be.

The River-Suppressing Heavenly King would have a greater certainty of killing Li Fei.

If this person is not killed today, more people will die in the future!

This was the compassion chosen by the River-Suppressing Heavenly King.

But now, with Boerhu's attitude, the River-Suppressing Heavenly King could not ignore it either.

Mount Pudu Temple had already established its kingdom, and they would still need the Northern Barbarians as allies in the future.

"The benefactor has misunderstood; it is not that I am not exerting my full strength, but that I need you to at least slightly hinder Li Fei so that I can seal him."

The River-Suppressing Heavenly King explained.

"Our people are already on the way, and next we will join forces to surround and kill Li Fei!"

Boerhu's voice was chilling to the extreme.

Before the war began, he had divided the top-tier powerhouses and Ba-du powerhouses of the Northern Barbarian Allied Forces into two batches, going to attack Polu City and Baisong City respectively.

It seemed like they had dispersed the Great Lan Dynasty's power, forcing the other side to send powerhouses to provide reinforcements.

But in reality, four top-tier powerhouses of the Northern Barbarians had only taken away one top-tier powerhouse of the Great Lan Dynasty.

Such a strategy seemed somewhat stupid.

It was not that Boerhu had no brains, but that he also had his own plans:

On this battlefield of Moyuncheng, with two peak powerhouses of Buddhism present, plus himself and three Great Arhats, it was already a situation of ten-to-one certainty.

There was no need to let the Northern Barbarian powerhouses take risks.

If any accident occurred and any top-tier powerhouse died, it would be a huge blow to the Northern Barbarian Allied Forces!

And even if these Northern Barbarian powerhouses were truly needed for support, both sides had flying artifacts, and each had two top-tier True Persons.

The two could take turns operating the flying artifacts, bringing their companions to rush over for support quickly with relatively less consumption.

When Li Fei went toward the depths of the Northern Barbarians, Boerhu had used the long-range communication means prepared in advance to notify both sides the first moment he could.

Letting eight top-tier powerhouses return to the Northern Barbarians from two directions, preparing to surround and kill Li Fei!

Hearing Boerhu say this, the River-Suppressing Heavenly King immediately said:

"That would be excellent."

As the words fell, the martial arts river beneath his feet suddenly rushed into the void and completely disappeared from sight.

PS: Wishing everyone a happy holiday~

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