Under One Person: I Opened the Age of Mythology

Chapter 367 The decisive battle begins!
After Zhao Gongming finished his report, Tongtian Sect Leader waved his hand and signaled him to go down.

"Go down and recuperate. You've worked hard this time."

His tone was calm, yet with a hint of authority.

Zhao Gongming bowed and accepted the order, then slowly left the hall. Master Tongtian watched him leave with a deep look in his eyes, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Then he slowly stood up, walked outside the hall, and looked up at the starry sky.

The night breeze blew by, bringing a hint of coolness and also blowing his long flowing beard.

He stroked the whisk gently and murmured to himself:

"The Conferred God Tribulation will eventually come to an end..."

There was a hint of emotion and determination in his tone.

Afterwards, Master Tongtian turned back into the hall and ordered to strengthen the defense of Chaoge City. His disciples used magic to convey the order directly to Jinao Island.

On the Jin'ao Island, immortal air was lingering, magical birds were flying, and it was a peaceful scene. A disciple of the Jiejiao was sitting cross-legged in cultivation, when he suddenly felt something in his heart and opened his eyes.

Seeing the golden light coming from the horizon, his eyes moved, his face changed, and he stood up and said:

"Master is calling, hurry to Chaoge!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned into a beam of light and headed straight for Chaoge...

At the same time, other disciples of the Jiejiao sect on Jinao Island who received the order also rode their clouds to Chaoge.

For a moment, the sky above Chaoge City was filled with fairy light, hundreds of birds were singing, and the scene was magnificent, like a grand festival celebration.

The soldiers guarding the city looked at the fairy lights dancing in the sky, their eyes filled with awe and excitement.

In the Xiqi camp, Jiang Ziya was discussing military situation with his generals when a scout came in a hurry to report:
"Report! Jiejiao has mobilized a large number of disciples and is gathering in the direction of Chaoge!"

The scout knelt on one knee, speaking in a rapid tone, with beads of sweat on his forehead.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ziya frowned, he knew that the moment of the decisive battle was about to come.

He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice:
"Pass the order down, all troops on alert, prepare to attack the city!"

His eyes were as sharp as torches as he swept over the soldiers present, and his tone was firm and powerful.

The atmosphere in the tent suddenly became tense, and the generals took orders and began to prepare themselves.

At the same time, Qu Ying also received the news. She put down the ancient book in her hand, rubbed her eyebrows, and frowned slightly.

Jiejiao has mobilized a large number of disciples, apparently in preparation for the final decisive battle. The opponent's "Array of Ten Thousand Immortals" must have been completed, and she must further improve the array in order to gain an advantage in the next battle.

With this thought in mind, Qu Ying stood up and walked to the window, looking at the rolling mountains in the distance, with a hint of determination in her eyes.

She took a deep breath, turned back to the table, spread out the blueprint, and began to further improve the Wind Wave Locking Sky Formation.

Her slender fingers moved quickly on the drawing, outlining complex lines and arranging powerful restrictions at key points of the formation to enhance its power.

The room was quiet, with only the rustling sound of the pen tip rubbing against paper and the chirping of insects outside the window.

A few days later, Qu Ying finally completed the modification of the Fengbo Locking Heaven Formation. She handed the modified formation drawings to Jiang Ziya and explained in detail the changes and usage of the formation.

After listening to the explanation, Jiang Ziya felt a little relieved. Although he knew that this might not be enough to break the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, it could at least give the Xiqi army a fighting chance.

At the same time, he also knew that there were reinforcements in the sky!
So, Jiang Ziya immediately ordered the soldiers to speed up the arrangement of the formation according to the new drawings and prepare for battle.

The soldiers took the order and acted quickly, and the camp suddenly became a busy scene.

……

……

a few days later.

The Xiqi army set out and marched towards Chaoge in a mighty manner.

With flags covering the sky and drums thundering, the army’s momentum was like a rainbow, as if it would swallow up the heaven and earth.

Jiang Ziya stood on the chariot, holding a divine whip and looking ahead with a firm gaze.

He knew that this battle was related to the survival of Xiqi and the fate of all people in the world. He must go all out and strive for the final victory.

The two armies faced off outside the city of Chaoge, the atmosphere was filled with murderous intent, and a war was about to break out.

On the Xiqi army's side, the Fengbo Locking Heaven Formation has been set up, and the formation plate emits a faint golden light, like an indestructible barrier, protecting the Xiqi army.

On the Jiejiao side, all the disciples were on high alert, with various magic weapons flashing and powerful aura pressing down.

On the battlefield, the air seemed to freeze and the atmosphere was extremely tense.

The next moment, Jiang Ziya held the magic whip and shouted loudly:
"kill!"

Tongtian Sect Master also stood on the high platform, his face calm, and slowly uttered a word:

"war!"

At Jiang Ziya's command, the war drums of the Xiqi army sounded and the shouts of killing shook the earth.

The Fengbo Locking Heaven Formation glowed with golden light, and flags fluttered in the formation. Countless soldiers poured out like a tide and launched a fierce attack on the disciples of Jiejiao.

Master Tongtian remained motionless. He raised his hand slightly, signaling his disciples to fight.

The disciples of Jiejiao showed their magical powers, and their flying swords and magical weapons were flying all over the sky, colliding with the weapons of the Xiqi army, making a deafening noise.

For a moment, the battlefield was filled with flashing swords and shadows, shouts of killing, blood and flesh flying, and it was extremely tragic.

"Duobao, lead the disciples on the left wing and attack the left wing of the enemy formation!"

Master Tongtian looked at me with a sharp gaze and gave the order in a deep voice.

Taoist Duobao, who had been secretly rescued long ago, bowed and accepted the order:

"Disciple obey!"

After saying this, he turned over and jumped onto his mount, holding various magic weapons, and led a team of Jiejiao disciples to pounce towards the left wing of the Xiqi army.

"Guangchengzi, lead the disciples of Yuxu Palace to support the left wing!"

Seeing this, Jiang Ziya immediately gave orders.

After receiving the order, Guangchengzi summoned the Fantian Seal and brought a group of Yuxu Palace disciples to meet Duobao Taoist.

In the center of the battlefield, the Golden Spirit Mother was holding the Dragon and Tiger Ruyi and fighting fiercely with Nezha. Nezha was riding on the Wind Fire Wheel, and the Fire Spear in his hand was flying up and down, with each move being fierce.

The Golden Spirit Mother responded calmly. As she swung the Dragon and Tiger Ruyi, a powerful force dissipated all of Nezha's attacks.

next moment……

"Nezha, you're still far from being that capable!"

The Golden Spirit Mother sneered, and swung out the Dragon and Tiger Ruyi suddenly, and a strong gust of wind rushed straight towards Nezha's face.

Nezha hurriedly dodged and was nearly hit by the strong wind. He steadied himself, shook the flaming spear in his hand, and it turned into a fire dragon, sweeping towards the Golden Spirit Mother.

On the other side of the battlefield, Huang Tianhua, holding the Moye sword, fought fiercely with Zhao Gongming.

Although Zhao Gongming was injured, his strength should not be underestimated.

He held the Dinghai Pearl in his hand and neutralized Huang Tianhua's attacks one by one. The pearl glowed and emitted powerful magical fluctuations, distorting the surrounding air.

Huang Tianhua fought for a long time without winning, his brows were furrowed and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He took a deep breath, and the Moye sword in his hand shone brightly. The sword energy was like a series of silver snakes, constantly attacking Zhao Gongming.

Zhao Gongming waved the Dinghai Pearl to resist. For a moment, the clanging sound of the sword and the pearl colliding resounded throughout the battlefield, and sparks flew everywhere. Zhao Gongming sneered:
"Huang Tianhua, although your swordsmanship is powerful, it can't break my Dinghaizhu!"

Before he finished speaking, the Dinghai Pearl shone even brighter. The twenty-one pearls revolved around him like twenty-one shining stars, emitting a powerful pressure.

Huang Tianhua felt a huge pressure coming towards him and he involuntarily took a few steps back.

He gritted his teeth and thought to himself:

"This can't go on like this!"

His eyes focused, and he swung the Moye sword in his hand, and a sharp sword energy went straight to Zhao Gongming's face.

Zhao Gongming slightly turned sideways to avoid the attack, thinking to himself:

"This kid really has some skills!"

Huang Tianhua was not discouraged when he saw that his attack missed. He waved the Moye sword in his hand again, and the sword energy was like a rainbow, attacking Zhao Gongming continuously.

Zhao Gongming used the Dinghai Pearl to resist, but gradually felt a little tired.

He was secretly shocked:
"This kid's swordsmanship is getting faster and more powerful?!"

Huang Tianhua was delighted when he saw Zhao Gongming's flaw. The Moye sword in his hand suddenly accelerated, and the sword light flashed across the sky like lightning.

Zhao Gongming was unable to dodge and was scratched by the sword energy. Blood flowed down his arm. His face changed immediately and he thought to himself:

"not good!"

Huang Tianhua saw this and took advantage of the situation, waving the Moye sword in his hand again, and the sword energy poured down like a rainstorm.

Zhao Gongming was caught in a dilemma and faced danger on all sides.

He knew that he would surely be defeated if he continued like this, so he came up with a plan. He made a feint and pretended to retreat in order to lure Huang Tianhua into chasing him.

Huang Tianhua fell into the trap and chased after him relentlessly, with the Moye sword in his hand pointing directly at the back of Zhao Gongming.

A sneer appeared on Zhao Gongming's lips, and he swung the Dinghaizhu in his hand suddenly backwards, and a strong gust of wind rushed straight towards Huang Tianhua's face.

Huang Tianhua was unable to dodge and was hit by the strong wind. He staggered and took several steps back.

Zhao Gongming took the opportunity to steady his body, the Dinghai Pearl in his hand shone brightly, and the twenty-one pearls flew towards Huang Tianhua like twenty-one meteors.

Huang Tianhua's face changed drastically. He hurriedly waved the Moye sword to resist, but was still hit by several pearls. His body was immediately covered in blood. He screamed and fell off his mount.

In the Xiqi camp, Yang Jian was shocked to see Huang Tianhua defeated. He jumped up and turned into a ray of white light, rushing straight to the center of the battlefield.

When the disciples of Jiejiao saw this, they rushed forward to attack him. He held a three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand and charged left and right, forcing the disciples of Jiejiao to retreat.

In a flash, he came to Huang Tianhua's side and rescued him:
"How are you?"

Huang Tianhua covered his wound, shook his head and said:

"I am fine."

He struggled to stand up, but felt weak all over.

Yang Jian helped Huang Tianhua up:
"You take a rest first, leave this to me."

His eyes focused, and the three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand flashed with cold light, filled with murderous intent.

When Zhao Gongming saw Yang Jian coming, he sneered and said:

"Yang Jian, are you here to die too?"

Yang Jian snorted coldly and said:

"It's still uncertain who will win!"

He rushed towards Zhao Gongming with a three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand.

The two men fought fiercely, with swords flashing and sabers flying, and it was difficult to tell the winner for a while.

Huang Tianhua struggled to sit up and looked at Yang Jian in fierce battle, his heart full of worry.

But soon, he had an idea, watched the battle for a while, seized the opportunity, and sacrificed the heart-piercing nail.

The three golden nails turned into three golden lights and shot directly at Zhao Gongming's face. Zhao Gongming waved the Dinghai Pearl to block it, but he didn't expect that the Zanxin nails were designed to break the protective golden light, and one of the golden nails hit Zhao Gongming right between his eyebrows.

Zhao Gongming screamed and fell off his mount. Seeing this, the disciples of Jiejiao rushed forward to rescue him.

Yang Jian seized the opportunity, and with a flash of cold light from his three-pointed, double-edged sword, he charged forward, sweeping away all the disciples of the Jiejiao who were approaching him, and beheaded Zhao Gongming.

Upon seeing this, Tongtian Sect Master's face darkened. He waved his whisk and a ray of golden light shot towards Yang Jian.

Jiang Ziya was quick-witted and swift-handed. He swung the magic whip to disperse the golden light and shouted to Yang Jian:
"Retreat quickly!"

Yang Jian received the order and quickly withdrew to the formation with Huang Tianhua.

When Yang Jian helped the seriously injured Huang Tianhua back to the Xiqi camp, medical soldiers immediately came forward to treat him.

Jiang Ziya looked solemn. The death of Zhao Gongming meant further escalation of the war situation and he had to be more cautious.

He ordered Nezha and Lei Zhenzi to intensify the offensive. Nezha received the order, his eyes widened, and he shouted angrily, wielding the Fire Spear with great force. Flames billowed from the tip of the spear, like a fire dragon raging on the battlefield, forcing the surrounding Jiejiao disciples to retreat.

He rode on the Wind Fire Wheel, his body was as fast as lightning, and he shuttled back and forth in the enemy's camp, leaving a trail of afterimages.

On the battlefield, flames shot up into the sky and screams were heard everywhere. Nezha was like a god of war, extremely brave.

Lei Zhenzi waved his wind and thunder wings. When the wings flapped, the wind whistled, sand and rocks flew, disrupting the formation of Jiejiao.

Sometimes he swooped down with his wings like knives, beheading disciples of the Jiejiao from their horses; sometimes he soared into the air, emitting deafening thunder from his mouth to intimidate the enemy.

Wherever the strong wind blew, the disciples of Jiejiao were in chaos and people and horses were thrown to the ground.

Master Tongtian stood on a high platform and had a panoramic view of it all.

His face was solemn and there was a cold light in his eyes. The successive losses of the disciples of Jiejiao made him furious. He took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, waved the whisk in his hand, and summoned the recast Four Swords of Zhu Xian.

In an instant, four sharp sword auras cut through the sky, carrying the momentum to destroy the world, and headed straight for the Xiqi army.

Wherever the sword energy passed, the space twisted and the earth trembled, as if it was going to tear everything apart.

When Jiang Ziya saw this, his face changed drastically, and he hurriedly waved the magic whip to resist.

The divine whip flashed with golden light and collided with the sword energy of the four swords of Zhu Xian, making a deafening sound.

However, the power of the Four Swords of Zhu Xian was so great that Jiang Ziya could not resist it. He was beaten back repeatedly, with a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

At this critical moment, a golden light suddenly appeared in the sky, and Yuanshi Tianzun and Taishang Laojun came together.

Yuanshi Tianzun was wearing a white robe and had an immortal look. He raised the Pangu Banner, and above the banner, chaotic energy surged, blocking all the sword energy from the Four Zhuxian Swords.

Taishang Laojun wore a Bagua Taoist robe and had a kind face. He offered up the Tai Chi diagram, and the yin and yang energies flowed in the diagram, trapping the disciples of Jiejiao.

The disciples of Jiejiao rushed left and right in the Tai Chi diagram, but were unable to break through, like trapped beasts.

Yuanshi Tianzun's eyes fell on Tongtian Jiaozhu and he said in a deep voice:
"Junior Brother Tongtian, you are stubborn and will not change your ways. I will take you down today!"

His voice was like a huge bell, resounding through heaven and earth.

After saying that, he held the Pangu Banner and attacked Tongtian Sect Master. The Pangu Banner fluttered in the wind, and chaotic energy surged as if it was going to swallow up the heaven and earth.

Master Tongtian snorted coldly:
"Brother, you are too confident!"

After saying that, he took out the Qingping Sword and fought against Yuanshi Tianzun.

(End of this chapter)