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Whether they were elite soldiers from Jianghuai or remnants of Wagang, everyone seemed to have all their strength drained away, or rather, their will to fight stripped away. Their legs went weak uncontrollably, as if facing the descent of a supreme deity. A sense of awe, stemming from their very life instinct, compelled them to kneel down.

Soldiers, in droves, knelt on the ground like harvested wheat, their dark bodies carpeting the official road and the wasteland on either side. Many even pressed their foreheads to the cold, sticky, blood-soaked ground, their bodies trembling uncontrollably, too afraid to look up at the godlike, demonic figure in the sky.

Lang Feng's warhorse let out a mournful neigh, its forelegs buckling as it knelt, throwing the unsuspecting Lang Feng to his knees. Lang Feng tumbled awkwardly into the mud. He tried to struggle to his feet and reprimand his men, but an invisible pressure, like a mountain, enveloped him, making his internal energy stagnate and even breathing extremely difficult, let alone uttering a sound. He struggled to lift his head, gazing at the figure in blue robes bathed in the morning light, his eyes filled with unprecedented horror and fear!

Who...who is this person?!
What incredible power this is!
Wang Bodang also knelt on the ground. His injuries were too severe; he was already at his limit, and under the impact of this vast and majestic will, he was even more powerless to stand. But in his eyes, besides shock, there was more of a bewilderment of escaping death and a faint hope that even he himself dared not believe. He stared blankly at the person in the air, at the beautiful and ethereal woman on the mound beside him, his mind a complete blank.

On the entire battlefield, among thousands of valiant soldiers, not a single one stood, not a single one held a weapon. Apart from the howling wind, there was no other sound. Only the heavy stench of blood and a feeling of awe permeated the chilly morning light.

Yi Huawei remained suspended in mid-air, his expression as calm as ever, his gaze slowly sweeping over the kneeling masses below, like a god looking down upon the human world.

Standing atop the mound, Shan Wanjing looked down at the silent yet awe-inspiring scene, her eyes filled with reverence and complex, indescribable emotions as she gazed at her master's towering, godlike figure.

She knew her master was strong, but she never imagined he could be this strong—so strong that a single word could command the submission of an entire army!
At this moment, time seemed to stand still.

Yi Huawei stood suspended in mid-air, his blue robe fluttering gently in the brightening morning light and breeze. Looking down at the silent, kneeling battlefield below, his gaze was calm and unwavering.

The invisible pressure that enveloped the entire field, shattering the fighting spirit of thousands of fierce soldiers and causing them to drop their weapons, did not completely dissipate. Instead, it condensed in the air as if it were a tangible force, weighing heavily on everyone's hearts, making their breathing unconsciously become shallow and difficult.

The deathly silence lasted for a full ten breaths.

Lang Feng struggled to half-lift his head from the muddy, blood-soaked ground, his cheek pressed against the cold, sticky earth. He tried to circulate his inner energy to resist the terrifying pressure of this will, but found that his internal energy was like a frozen river, stagnant and difficult to flow; even lifting a finger was extremely difficult. Boundless fear gripped him. He had never encountered such a terrifying being; it was completely beyond his understanding of "martial arts"! This was simply divine or demonic power!

Finally, Yi Huawei spoke again:
“I am the leader of the Heavenly Dao Alliance—Nameless.”

The moment the word "Nameless" was uttered, an invisible ripple seemed to spread out from him, sweeping across the entire battlefield. The kneeling soldiers trembled in unison, their heads hanging even lower, their bodies shaking even more violently.

In recent months, the name "Nameless" has spread throughout the land, fueled by the earth-shattering events in Luoyang, Ning Daoqi's defeat, and the dramatic changes in the south. His deeds have been embellished like myths: killing Yuwen Huaji, frightening away Yuwen Shang, defeating Ning Daoqi, taking over the Song clan, annexing Yin Kui, sweeping across Jiangnan… each and every one of these feats is enough to shake the world. Among ordinary soldiers and the common people, this name is almost synonymous with "invincible," "mysterious," and "irresistible."

Now, this legendary being has actually appeared in the sky above this tragic battlefield, in a way that is as if a god has descended!
Lang Feng's pupils suddenly contracted to the size of pinpoints, and his heart almost stopped beating!
Heavenly Alliance! Nameless!

It was them?! How could they be here?! Weren't the remnants of the Wagang Army heading east to Liyang? Could it be…? A thought flashed through his mind: Li Mi's goal was to head south? And Wuming was here to meet them?!

Overwhelmed by immense terror and a fierce will to survive, Lang Feng mustered unprecedented courage. He struggled to move his throat, squeezing out a hoarse, trembling voice: "Nameless... sir... this humble general... Lang Feng... is acting on the orders of... King Zheng... to annihilate the remnants of Wagang... this is... my military duty... I beg... sir... to do me a favor..."

His words were broken and filled with fear and pleading. He tried to invoke Wang Shichong's name, but dared not be the slightest bit forceful.

Yi Huawei's gaze slowly lowered and landed on Lang Feng. His gaze remained calm, yet it made Lang Feng feel as if he were being crushed by two mountains, almost suffocating and fainting.

"This place is already on the edge of Xiangyang's jurisdiction."

Yi Huawei's voice was calm and even, yet it carried an absolute will that seemed to assert sovereignty: "Wang Shichong's reach has gone too far. Take your men and withdraw a hundred li. I will not pursue this matter any further."

Lang Feng trembled, his face turning deathly pale. Withdraw a hundred miles? That meant handing over this area, which had just been fought over with bloodshed, and allowing the remnants of Wagang to join forces with the Heavenly Alliance? How could he explain this to Wang Shichong?

But would he dare to say "no"?
The man before them was a terrifying figure capable of stopping an army of thousands with a single word! He was someone even "Heavenly Blade" Song Que and "Empress of the Underworld" Zhu Yuyan were willing to submit to! Killing Lang Feng would probably be no more difficult than crushing an ant.

The thought of resistance flashed for a moment before being completely overwhelmed by boundless fear. To have escaped with one's life from such a godlike figure was already a stroke of incredible luck!
"Yes...yes! Your humble general...obeys! Retreat immediately!"

Lang Feng was practically crawling on his stomach, screaming with all his might, his voice distorted and broken by extreme fear.

Yi Huawei stopped looking at him and turned his gaze to the Jianghuai soldiers who were still kneeling on the ground, trembling. His voice rose slightly and carried clearly across the battlefield:

"You are all disciples of the Central Plains. You should know that war is merciless and only wastes the vitality of China. Under the rule of the Heavenly Alliance, war is stopped and benevolence is promoted. The law is well-ordered and the people can live in peace. Today, I will spare your lives. I hope you will behave yourselves. If you continue to be obsessed with helping the wicked, when we meet again on the battlefield, I will definitely kill you without mercy."

His words naturally carried a condescending admonition, like an elder reprimanding an ignorant child, yet they also contained a chilling authority.

Upon hearing this, the soldiers of the Jianghuai Army felt as if they had been granted a pardon, but they dared not get up immediately and all turned their gazes toward their commander, Lang Feng.

Lang Feng struggled to his feet, staggering slightly. He didn't even dare to look for his fallen helmet. He bowed deeply to Yi Huawei in mid-air, almost bending his body at a ninety-degree angle, and said in a trembling voice, "Thank you... thank you, sir, for sparing my life! This humble general... will retreat immediately! Retreat immediately!"

He turned abruptly and roared at his soldiers in a hoarse voice, as if recovering from a near-death experience: "Retreat! Retreat quickly! The entire rear guard becomes the vanguard, retreat towards Luoyang! Hurry!"

The voice was filled with urgency, as if afraid that the god-like or demonic figure in the air would change its mind at any moment.

The Jianghuai army soldiers, as if waking from a dream, scrambled to their feet, not even bothering to pick up their scattered weapons. Supporting each other, they stumbled and retreated like a receding tide in the direction they had come from. Their formation was chaotic, their armor and helmets discarded, a far cry from the fierce and elite force they had displayed upon arrival. In mere moments, thousands of men vanished in disarray at the edge of the wasteland, leaving behind only a mess of weapons and still-warm corpses. On the battlefield, only Wang Bodang and a hundred or so survivors of the Wagang army remained, along with the thick, unyielding stench of blood permeating the air.

The oppressive aura dissipated.

Wang Bodang felt a lightness in his body as the invisible force that had almost crushed him disappeared. He struggled to support himself with his long spear and looked up at the sky.

Yi Huawei's figure slowly descended from the sky, as light as a feather, and silently stood not far in front of Wang Bodang. Shan Wanjing also floated down from the mound, like a fairy on water, and landed lightly a little behind Yi Huawei. She stood quietly, her beautiful eyes curiously observing the group of blood-soaked, disheveled, yet fervent-eyed remnants of the Wagang army.

Looking at Yi Huawei up close, Wang Bodang felt even more strongly the unfathomable aura emanating from the other man. He appeared young, but his eyes were as deep as a vast starry sea, as if they had witnessed endless ages; his calm and composed demeanor carried an air of dominance over the world.

Wang Bodang took a deep breath, suppressing his excitement and shock. He pushed away the guards who tried to help him, threw away his spear, straightened his tattered armor, and solemnly knelt on one knee, clasping his hands in a salute. His voice trembled slightly with excitement and injury.
"The defeated general Wang Bodang kowtows to thank the nameless gentleman for saving his life! Your divine might is beyond measure, Bodang... prostrates himself in gratitude!"

The remaining Wagang soldiers behind him also struggled to their knees, shouting hoarsely, "Thank you, Mr. Wuming, for saving our lives!"

Yi Huawei slightly raised his hand, and a gentle yet irresistible force supported Wang Bodang's arm, helping him up.

"General Wang, please rise. All of you, please rise."

Yi Huawei glanced at the soldiers, who were covered in wounds but had resolute eyes, and nodded slightly: "They are all brave and valiant men, worthy of the great name of Wagang."

Having received the approval of this figure who seemed to have descended from heaven, the surviving Wagang soldiers trembled with excitement, and many of the toughest men had tears in their eyes. They struggled to their feet, straightening their swaying backs, as if the pain in their bodies had been greatly relieved.

"gentlemen…"

Wang Bodang asked anxiously, "You... how come you happen to be here? Could it be... could it be that you already know that our army intends to defect to the Heavenly Alliance?"

Yi Huawei smiled calmly: "The messenger sent by General Xu Shiji arrived in Xiangyang last night. I knew that you would have to pass through this route on your way south, and Wang Shichong might not be willing to let you pass easily, so I came to meet you. It seems that you have arrived in time."

Upon hearing this, Wang Bodang felt a surge of warmth and immense relief. It turned out that Wei Gong and Xu Shiji's plan had succeeded; the anonymous gentleman had not only received the news but had also come to meet them personally! Otherwise, their feint force would have been completely annihilated by now.

"Perfect timing! Just in time!"

With tears welling in his eyes and his voice choked with emotion, Wang Bodang said, "If it weren't for your divine intervention, Bodang and these brothers would be dead by now! We will never forget your great kindness!"

"Easy to do."

Yi Huawei spoke calmly, his gaze turning eastward, the direction from which the main force of Wagang was heading south: "Where are Li Migong and the main force now? What is the situation?"

Wang Bodang immediately composed himself and respectfully replied, "Sir, Duke Wei led his main force to quietly break camp at the end of the day and detoured south. According to the calculation, they should have already traveled several dozen miles and entered the mountains. I was ordered to lure the enemy here and attract Wang Shichong's attention... Now it seems that Lang Feng's troops have probably already seen through our army's eastward advance as a feint, and therefore set up an ambush here. As for the main force... I hope they are safe."

Although he was worried about the main force, he thought that Wang Shichong's main attention was likely to be drawn to him, and that Lang Feng's ambush force had been frightened away by the nameless man, so the possibility of the main force being intercepted by a large enemy force should be greatly reduced.

Yi Huawei pondered for a moment and said, "Lord Li still has generals like Shi Ji and Yao Jin by his side, which should be able to handle the situation. We should not stay here for long. General Wang, you should immediately gather the brothers who are still able to move, travel light, and come south with me. I will send someone to escort you to Xiangyang to join the main force."

Wang Bodang was overjoyed. With the nameless gentleman personally escorting him, what was there to fear? He immediately clasped his hands in a fist and said, "I will obey your orders, sir!"

He turned and began directing the remaining troops, collecting the belongings of his fallen comrades, bandaging their wounds, and preparing to depart. Although everyone was wounded and movement was difficult, the hope of escaping death and the immense encouragement from the nameless man's presence gave them astonishing perseverance.

At this moment, Shan Wanjing stepped forward, took out several small white jade porcelain bottles from her bosom, and handed them to Wang Bodang: "General Wang, these are wound medicine and vital energy pills made by my master. They are very effective for external injuries and internal organ shocks. Please distribute them to the brothers who are seriously injured."

Wang Bodang was moved to tears, accepting the gift with both hands: "Thank you... thank you, young lady!"

Although he did not know Shan Wanjing's specific identity, he saw that she could stand side by side with Mr. Wuming, with an extraordinary demeanor, and that she addressed Mr. Wuming as her teacher, so he knew that she was no ordinary person and dared not be negligent.

Shan Wanjing nodded slightly, said no more, and retreated to Yi Huawei's side.

Soon, the remaining soldiers were dealt with quickly. Yi Huawei did not choose the main road, but instead pointed the way, leading the way towards a secluded path to the southwest. Shan Wanjing followed closely behind.

Wang Bodang led over a hundred remaining soldiers, supporting each other as they followed behind.

The morning light completely dispelled the darkness, and golden sunlight bathed the earth. A dignified figure in a blue robe seemed to be clearing away obstacles for them, paving a path to new life.

Wang Bodang took a deep breath of the blood-stained and chilly morning air, straightened his chest, and, enduring the excruciating pain from his severe injuries, strode after him. (End of Chapter)