Chapter 768: Iron Cavalry Tramples the Ancient Aristocratic Clan
Black clouds pressed down, touching the ground.
It was as if tens of thousands of black mountains had descended, piled upon one another, heavy enough to make it impossible to breathe, suffocating and heart-stopping.
Only a few hundred li remained to the Wang Clan. Tens of thousands of barbarian warriors encircled them, beginning their charge at extreme speed, lifting the curtain on a world-shattering battle!
A pitch-black mass spread out. The barbarian beast army trampled the ground, like a black torrent roaring past, irresistible and destructive, causing the earth to tremble.
"What people, where did so many troops come from?!" The Wang Clan had hidden sentries, with patrols scattered across the land for hundreds of li around the clan.
"Pu"
Blood splattered, an arrow piercing a throat!
The barbarian divine archers rode exotic beasts at a gallop, all bending their bows and nocking arrows. Their mounts did not slow down as they rode side by side, surging forward like a flood. Their hard bows were drawn full like a full moon, and one after another, ancient barbarian divine arrows pierced through clouds and mist, flying over ten li.
Gory red, blood blossoms continuously bloomed. Beneath the leaden clouds, one life after another was reaped, falling to the ground.
In the blink of an eye, ten thousand barbarian beast riders swept past, trampling all the corpses into bloody mud. Not a single person escaped.
Divine arrow art was one of the essential secret techniques of the barbarian tribe, always a one-strike kill. With so many people, even if only part of them drew their bows, no one could stop them.
"Not good, a great enemy has invaded, quickly sound the alarm!" Over these hundreds of li, there were too many hidden sentries, but at first, not a single person could successfully raise the alarm.
Horses trampled the grasslands, galloping freely. Tens of thousands of barbarian warriors roared, their blood energy surging forth. Where their blades pointed, they were like an unstoppable group of ancient barbarian war gods.
"Who are these people? Quickly report to the clan, someone has come to attack our Wang Clan."
In the sky, there were also patrollers, but their fate was even more tragic. When the steel torrent on the ground roared past, several divine archers over two thousand years old drew their bows, shooting arrow beams dozens of li long, piercing one enemy after another.
"There are ancient fortresses in the sky!"
The Wang Clan had made a grand move. Over a hundred li from the clan, on the clouds, many ancient pavilions were hidden, monitoring the movements in all directions. No wind or rustling leaf could escape.
However, the Southern Wasteland barbarians were well prepared. In the air, there were also over ten thousand riders, driving various exotic beasts as they galloped on the clouds, rumbling past, trampling all buildings to pieces.
Whenever they encountered resistance, they thrust their spears forward and broke through in a single charge. One ancient pavilion after another became ruins. Those who tried to flee and send messages were caught up to and trampled into mud by the barbarian beasts, leaving only drifting blood mist.
Whether in the sky or on the ground, barbarian warriors filled every space. Where their blades pointed, they destroyed all obstacles!
Long.
Tens of thousands of barbarian troops surrounded the ancient aristocratic clan. Everyone raised their weapons, preparing to launch a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering strike. All were gathering their ancient barbarian battle qi.
This was not a confrontation between two armies; there was no need to set up formations for a face-to-face battle. They came purely for revenge. Speed was paramount in war; they wanted to launch the most ferocious surprise attack!
To the due south, that azure dragon flapped its massive wings, and a mountain range blocking its path was shattered into pieces. This was a terrifying scene.
Broken mountain peaks flew horizontally. Huge mountain ranges were uprooted, soil and rocks tumbling, splitting open the dark clouds covering the sky.
This was the overlord of the sky, a guardian deity of the barbarian tribe. Raised by the previous old clan leader, it had existed in the world for over three thousand nine hundred years, its strength unfathomable!
"Ao..."
The azure dragon let out a great roar, causing many more mountain peaks to collapse. From its mouth flew a beam of cyan light, emitting a chilling aura, as if a sage was awakening.
What it spat out was a cyan-colored blade. The aura capable of collapsing heaven and earth originated from its edge. The vast wilderness, the entire grassland, trembled.
It was as if a war god was awakening, about to destroy this world. Powerful, vast, oppressive, blazing—all kinds of terrifying auras spread.
Azure Dragon Blade!
On it was imprinted an azure dragon, lifelike. The blade was ancient and grand, its killing intent seeming to throw all realms into chaos, shocking the nine heavens and ten lands.
However, it was not intact. This was a damaged sage weapon, missing a part. The blade was broken off at one section, and the azure dragon carved on it was missing a segment.
Though not a legendary saint weapon, when spat out by the barbarian guardian deity, it still possessed a might that dominated heaven and earth. The Azure Dragon Blade slashed down horizontally, and with a "Hong," it was as if it had split open a world.
The Wang Clan's main southern gate emitted a blinding radiance. This was an ancient sage's defensive formation, but now it cracked and shook, cut open with a huge gash.
Outside the main northern gate, the same terrifying scene unfolded—mountains collapsing, rocks flying through the air—because another guardian deity was acting.
It was as tall as a mountain, carrying over thirty barbarian elders over two thousand years old, crushing all obstacles.
"Roar..." The white tiger roared, causing great turmoil in the heavens. From its mouth came a bone club, white as jade, smashing toward the northern gate formation ahead.
This was also a flawed saint weapon, refined from the arm bone of an ancient sage. It was warm and white, but covered in many cracks, damaged, with divine power leaking out.
The white tiger roared once, driving the bone club to strike several times in succession, tearing a large opening in the ancient divine formation. A huge flaw appeared, continuously expanding.
At the main eastern gate, the mountains outside were leveled to the ground. The old clan leader led ten thousand troops, attacking together.
But the most terrifying was naturally the stone axe in the old clan leader's hand. It was simple and unadorned, but one glance at it made people tremble with fear. This was a legendary saint weapon left behind by the barbarian great sage, flawless and perfect!
It possessed unparalleled offensive power. When the axe came down, it was as if all heavens and myriad realms were about to collapse. The destructive aura caused the entire grassland to sink deeply.
"Hong"
The Wang Clan's main eastern gate was split open, shattered before them. The ancient defensive formation was torn open at one corner, unable to stop the army's advance.
At the main western gate, Ye Fan held the Divine Maiden Furnace, taking the lead. Behind him, banners fluttered in the wind. Over ten thousand iron cavalry galloped, trampling across the sky, rumbling loudly.
"Open for me!"
Ye Fan roared, activating the Solar Sacred Force. The ultimate yang divine point burst forth. The fist-sized divine furnace, dazzling and brilliant, crashed into the Wang Clan's western gate.
Mountains crumbled, the earth split. The gate turned to powder. The formation laid down by the ancient sage was torn open with a gap. Over ten thousand iron cavalry shouted, their bodies bathed in blood light, charging with all their might.
"Open!"
Ye Fan shouted again. The Divine Maiden Furnace charged through this ancient formation, shaking continuously, making the flaws in the formation patterns grow larger and larger.
"Hong"
Finally, the western gate was breached. Over ten thousand iron cavalry charged straight in. Where the wolf fang great clubs pointed, walls collapsed and halls fell!
"Kill!" At this moment, killing cries shook the heavens. Armies surrounded them on all sides.
With four ancient sage weapons clearing the way, the Wang Clan's defensive formation collapsed, becoming a useless formation, losing its effect.
Although the weapons of the two guardian deities, the azure dragon and the white tiger, were flawed, they themselves were strong enough to make up for it.
The Wang Clan, as an immortal ancient aristocratic clan, was naturally powerful enough. Inside, there were many floating divine islands and numerous divine mountains, all hanging in the sky. Silver waterfalls cascaded down, a very spectacular sight.
Tens of thousands of iron cavalry charged in. One island and ancient mountain after another shattered into pieces and fell. After a great chaos, a large number of Wang Clan experts came to meet the enemy.
"Who are you people? Why are you attacking our Wang Clan?" someone shouted.
All of this happened too fast. The four gates were breached almost simultaneously. Even the powerful Wang Clan was stunned.
This was absolutely an unimaginable great enemy. Unless there were three or four legendary saint weapons, none of this could be achieved. Just thinking about it was hair-raising.
"I am Ye Fan, the one you want to kill. Today, I have come specifically to eliminate you, to trample this ancient aristocratic clan flat with iron cavalry!" Ye Fan stood in midair, his black hair wildly dancing, his eyes sharp. With a great roar, his voice spread across the vast land, bearing the posture of one who rules the world.
An earth-shattering battle was inevitable! Blood seemed to have already dyed the grasslands red, and bones seemed to have already piled into mountains.