Meanwhile, the thick aura radiating from the Demon Sword’s blade seeped into Fang An’s body. His eyes suddenly turned completely black—a sign that he was ready to unleash his full power.In the next instant, Fang An launched a furious assault toward Fang Yun, his strikes so fast that even Fang Yun had to use his Quiet Wind Step to keep up with him.The clash between their two legendary weapons sent out shockwaves and explosions that echoed through the entire Sect.Fang An, now completely possessed by the spirit dwelling within the Demon Sword, attacked relentlessly without a hint of fatigue. Every swing of his blade carried immense power, creating violent bursts of wind and clouds of dust that engulfed the battlefield.Meanwhile, Wan Er’s battle with Peng Fei was just as fierce. Wielding his Black Skull Staff, the old man parried Peng Fei’s massive machete with precision and fury.Fang An swung his sword in a vicious arc toward Fang Yun’s neck. Fang Yun leaned slightly to the side and

When he stepped outside, he saw that the battle had already spread to the outskirts of the city—close to the inn where he was staying.The young man didn’t move. Even as chaos erupted before his eyes, he had no intention of interfering in the affairs of the dynasty.Fang Yun noticed that several townsfolk were trapped in the midst of the fighting. They didn’t dare to move, only hiding where they could.The clash of steel and the screams of the dying turned what should have been a warm morning into one filled with terror.Mei Hwa suddenly pointed toward a spot where several soldiers from the Sung Dynasty were approaching the trapped civilians—and slaughtering them mercilessly.“Barbarians…!” Fang Yun shouted furiously.Rage boiled within him as he watched four innocent townsfolk brutally executed before his very eyes.Drawing the Silk Wind Spear from his Annihilation Space, Fang Yun moved with incredible speed, cutting down the soldiers responsible for the massacre.He had already deci

The queen was startled once more by Fang Yun’s words. She was genuinely amazed by the young man’s generosity. Yet, a hint of doubt lingered in her mind — Fang Yun didn’t seem to be carrying anything other than the clothes on his back. Even if he helps, it can’t be much, she thought. Still, not wanting to disappoint him, she nodded slightly. “Please, close your eyes for a moment, Your Majesty.” The Queen of Jiao Xian obeyed and shut her eyes tightly. Fang Yun quietly brought out the large chest of treasure he had kept in the Chamber of Annihilation and set it beside them. “You may open your eyes now, Your Majesty,” Fang Yun said, opening the chest. The queen’s eyes widened in disbelief. “Whose is this? And how did you bring it here?” “As for how I brought it — that’s difficult to explain. But this wealth is a trust I must deliver to those in need,” Fang Yun answered with a gentle smile. The Queen of Jiao Xian covered her mouth with her right hand. She regretted ever doubting

“So basically he can’t settle down?” Queen Ayudya asked again. Her hope of being with Fang Yun had faded after Mei Hwa’s explanation.Mei Hwa nodded. “It seems so, Your Majesty. He once said there are two girls waiting for him until he finishes his duty.”“And I’m not one of them?”“No, Your Majesty. He isn’t interested in me at all,” Mei Hwa whispered in answer to the queen’s question.Not long after, Fang Yun arrived at the palace. Sweat dampened his face from running through the dense forest to reach the court.His arrival cut short the conversation between the two beautiful women. Fang Yun noticed their listless, discouraged expressions but chose not to ask why. Instead he steered the talk to matters of the impending war.Three days passed, and the Jayamukti Dynasty’s army reached the open field Fang Yun had scouted earlier.As the spy had predicted, the large host of Jayamukti had pitched hundreds of large and small tents across that plain.The spy climbed down from his tree and

The weakened stamina of the Jayamukti Dynasty soldiers turned what should have been a winnable battle into a hopeless one. The presence of Fang Yun—whose seven bodies flashed across the battlefield, slaughtering mercilessly—further crushed their morale.Prime Minister Dao Xiang, who had already reached the enemy’s war chariot, was blocked by more than a dozen Jayamukti soldiers assigned to guard Prime Minister Luo Heng.The old prime minister of the Zhou Dynasty showed no sign of slowing down despite his age. His body moved swiftly, evading every attack while countering with deadly precision.One by one, the enemy soldiers screamed in agony before collapsing lifelessly, each strike of Dao Xiang’s sword finding its target in their vital points.After finishing the last soldier, Dao Xiang leapt high and lunged at Luo Heng, whose blade instantly rose to parry his attack.Both men jumped down from the chariot and continued their duel on the ground.“A small dynasty like Zhou will never wi