Chapter 1667
"Enough, no more nonsense."
"Now get out of my sight, or die!"
Ximen Wudi's voice was icy beyond measure.
Behind him, the Jin Wuwei instantly stood rigid in place.
Their bodies emitted brilliant golden radiance.
The entire heavens and earth seemed engulfed.
The Nine Yang King dared not delay.
He bowed to Ximen Wudi.
"Farewell!"
His voice rang out.
He turned and shot off into the distance.
The Nine Yin King and others followed close behind.
Just as they had barely departed,
Ximen Wudi's eyes flashed with sharp brilliance.
He knew deep down: the Nine Yin King and others did not fear him—they feared Han reinforcements.
Just as he was about to continue forward,
"Ssssh!"
An arrow descended from the sky.
Piercing straight toward him.
Its speed was astonishingly swift.
It was unmistakably the Night Wolf King's arrow.
"Bang!"
Yet Ximen Wudi paid it not the slightest heed.
He extended his palm.
One claw swept through the air.
"Boom—!"
The arrow shattered.
1474 was blasted backward.
A mist of blood erupted; the Night Wolf King was instantly blasted away.
Then, Ximen Wudi took a single step forward.
He spoke coldly.
"A mere ant dares to ambush Your Majesty? You seek death!"
The words had barely left his lips,
when his figure shot forward.
In his hand, the Long Wenjian flashed with blinding light,
and slashed down toward the Night Wolf King.
The razor-sharp sword aura ravaged the heavens and earth.
"Roar!"
The Night Wolf King bellowed in fury.
His form surged forward instantly.
"Ssssh!"
Yet he still could not evade it.
He was cleaved apart where he stood.
Thick stench of blood spread through the air.
With the Night Wolf King dead, Ximen Wudi's eyes gleamed with satisfaction.
Though the Night Wolf King's cultivation was only at Phase Realm Eighth Layer,
his physical body was immensely strong, his defense astonishing.
Now slain by him,
it proved the might of Han soldiers.
"Your Majesty is mighty—slaying the Night Wolf King!"
Tong Xiangyu said respectfully.
Then he added,
"Your Majesty, the Nine Yin King has fled!"
During this time, Tong Xiangyu had gained much.
He had now reached the Semi-Eternal realm.
Moreover, with the powerful treasure in his hand, ordinary Eternal-level experts could not touch him.
"Let him flee—he'll live a little longer.
I want to see how he withstands the barbarian army's assault!"
After speaking, he walked forward.
At the same moment.
The Nine Yin Wang Fu was now in complete chaos.
"Quick, gather the troops—we must leave!"
An elder spoke out.
"Yes, Elder!"
The next instant, everyone shot into the sky with incredible speed.
Upon the peak outside Nine Yin City.
At this moment, the Nine Yin Wang stood with his elders.
And beside him,
the lord of the Nine Yin Realm wore an expression of utter dismay.
"Father, what do we do about this?"
"Hmph, you ask me? Who am I supposed to ask?
No matter how strong that giant is, he must be eliminated.
Otherwise, he will surely become a great threat in the future.
Now we can only rely on the barbarians—hope they win!"
The Nine Yin Wang's solemn voice rang out.
Just after his words faded,
a steady drum of footsteps echoed.
"Report, Nine Yin Wang—the barbarian army has arrived at the city!"
Upon hearing this, the Nine Yin Wang's eyes lit up with relief.
The other Nine Yin Realm elders also exhaled in relief.
They had truly feared
that the wilderness tribes would retreat entirely because of this catastrophe.
And just then,
Ximen Wudi and the Nine Yang Wang's armies finally arrived here.
Seeing the Nine Yang Wang and his men, Ximen Wudi said coolly.
"Nine Yang Wang, what do you mean by this?"
At the sound, the other's lips moved, but he said nothing.
But Ximen Wudi spoke coldly.
End of Chapter
