The Northern Poison, who had remained silent all this time, simply stared at Fang Yun, attempting to discern what truly resided within the young man’s body.Although he couldn’t sense anything unusual emanating from him, an overwhelming feeling of unease stirred in his chest. Even the key to open the gate of Wentira City, which he himself possessed, could not be found on Fang Yun’s body.The Northern Poison was forced to think deeply. He knew that this young man kneeling before him was not ordinary. Not everyone could enter the realm of the Gods unless chosen—just as he once had been. Unfortunately, he had succumbed to worldly temptations and desired to rule the martial world, which ultimately led him to become the advisor to the Emperor of Wentira City, after obtaining the treasure known as the Water Core Machete.Meanwhile, Fei Hung, who felt that the situation had grown safer, finally emerged from his hiding place. He walked calmly so as not to arouse suspicion among the Imperial s

“The rumble is deafening,” murmured Zhao Wen. Moments later, his eyes widened as he saw an ocean of soldiers stretching before him—some as tall as ordinary men, while others stood twice that height.At the front lines stood the elite troops of Emperor Kong Xiang, recognizable by their wide ears. Meanwhile, the emperor himself sat proudly atop a magnificent chariot pulled by two massive white stallions.“Stop!”Emperor Kong Xiang’s thunderous voice rolled through the air, shaking the very ground beneath them. Instantly, more than a hundred thousand soldiers froze in place.Fei Hung darted through the ranks of soldiers, moving swiftly until he stopped beside Zun Xia.“I’ll go in first. You both wait here!”From the center of his forehead, Fei Hung emitted a small beam of white light. He raised his hand and directed the glowing stream toward the yellow wooden pillar before them.A miracle unfolded before Zhao Wen and Zun Xia’s eyes. The light brightened, radiating an aura that expanded o

Meanwhile, the troops of Wentira City led by Panca, the Lion Commander, had approached the battlefield. When they were only forty meters away, a sudden rain of arrows descended upon them.Five thousand archers released their arrows, followed by another five thousand. The arrows whistled through the air like a torrential downpour, striking down anyone unfortunate enough to be their target.Screams of agony and death echoed endlessly as arrows pierced through armor and flesh. Within four volleys of arrow rain, at least ten thousand Wentira soldiers were slaughtered.Daniswara, the Cobra Commander, was consumed by rage. He couldn’t bear seeing his soldiers die in vain. With all his strength, he roared and led roughly one hundred and thirty thousand soldiers forward, abandoning their broken formations.In the blink of an eye, Daniswara was already among Emperor Kong Xiang’s army. Like a beast unleashed, he slaughtered everyone within reach, showing no mercy.The other generals, except Pan

Bhaskara steadied his stance, and in a single breath, he lunged forward to attack.“Die!”The Hyena Commander shot forth like lightning, his poison-filled palm aimed straight for Fang Yun’s chest.What Fang Yun had anticipated finally happened. The sword in his hand shattered from the combined pressure of his internal energy and the force of Bhaskara’s divine weapon.Fang Yun gave a wry smile, staring at what was left of his blade — barely a handspan of steel.Bhaskara roared with laughter at the sight. With arrogance radiating from his every move, he raised his sword and pointed it toward Fang Yun.“Young man, your fate ends here! Beg for forgiveness and join me — I might just spare your life!”“Beg for forgiveness? Have you lost your mind?” Fang Yun sneered.“Are you going to use those broken swords to fight me?” Bhaskara mocked, pointing at the scattered weapons on the ground.Fang Yun sighed, then reached into his sleeve. In an instant, the Sea of Fire Sword was in his grasp.He d

Bhaskara was once again struck with disbelief at the sight before his eyes. Another miracle was unfolding right in front of him.“What kind of technique are you using, boy?” he demanded.“Do you want to learn it?” Fang Yun smirked mockingly. “Kneel before me, and perhaps I’ll teach you.”“Damn brat! Your mouth never says anything pleasant!” Bhaskara spat in fury.“Oh? So you expect me to speak sweetly to you? We’re not lovers, old man — don’t ever hope for sweet words from me!” Fang Yun laughed heartily while spinning his long spear in one hand.Bhaskara ignored his taunts. The more Fang Yun spoke, the deeper each word cut into his pride. Every insult stung, driving his anger to the edge of madness.The sword in Bhaskara’s hand began releasing dark mist — the poisonous aura growing thicker by the second.“We’ll see whose weapon prevails,” he hissed. “My Poison King Sword or your rusty spear!”A heartbeat later, he drew his sword backward and shouted, “Prepare yourself!”Bhaskara lunge