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Chapter 171 Going All Out! (3k)

The words of the Three Mountains Lord truly made Du Yuan's heart sink.

Indeed, if I cannot get out in time, the disaster victims outside will likely suffer greatly.

But the more this is the case, the less we should rush things.

Du Yuan was certain that this was both the other party's self-satisfaction and a provocation.

After exhaling a breath of stale air, Du Yuan looked at Him and smiled:
"Then it seems the only solution is to kill you as soon as possible!"

"Heh, trying to provoke me? Too bad, I'm no greenhorn, I'm a great god from ancient times!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the muddy darkness stirred instantly.

In an instant, it smashed towards Du Yuantianling and the furnace fire behind her.

With a clang, amidst the clash of metal and stone, a golden light appeared before Du Yuan.

That was his protective golden light.

But in the past, it was a protective golden light that remained unmoved and unharmed in the face of all evil spirits and malice.

Now, spiderweb-like patterns have appeared at the point of impact!

This is definitely not the opponent's full strength. This alone is enough to show that Du Yuan has encountered a far stronger enemy than she has ever seen before!

Seeing this reaction, the other party chuckled:

"Even if you owe nothing to Heaven and Earth, your true form is still not our time. So, the feeling of being brutally tortured by Heaven's laws must be unpleasant, right?"

This statement is both sarcastic and empathetic.

Because He had only been out for a short while, and was still hiding in His own little world created by taking advantage of the terrain and the people around Him, He could still feel the chilling pressure of Heaven's will.

Even his own golden statue seemed to shrink a bit. But it didn't matter, just in case something like today happened.

He has been preparing for this for many years!

I really can't imagine what kind of hardships this guy must have endured to travel for so long.

Du Yuan did not answer the other party, but kept calculating the power she could use.

Alchemy is out of the question, and even the protective golden body is about to give way. While I haven't tested the Great Dao's suppression technique, judging from the feeling, it seems He wasn't lying. As for manipulation techniques, there doesn't seem to be anything useful here.
Am I really at my wit's end?

No, wait!

Du Yuan suddenly turned around and looked at the still roaring fire behind her.

The prayers of the people arise from the clothing of the people; is this not the manifestation of humanity?!

Besides, no one has ever said that controlling objects means you can't control fire!
Thinking of this, Du Yuan immediately smiled and said:
"Lord of the Three Mountains, let me ask you a question!"

"Oh, what?"

While constantly manipulating the silt to crash against the protective golden light, the Three Mountain Lord looked at Du Yuan and asked this question.

"Do you admit that you deceived the Southwest and used the people's misfortunes to benefit yourself?"

Sanshanjun did not answer, but instead his eyes sharpened instantly as he looked at the fire behind Du Yuan.

At that moment, the fire in the furnace shone brightly, illuminating almost the entire mountaintop.

Unfortunately, this place is now dark and empty, no longer the Cold Pine Mountain of yesteryear.

"Hmph, don't think you can escape by avoiding the question!"

With Du Yuan's angry shout, the furnace fire blazed even brighter, then condensed into a fire dragon that rushed straight towards the towering figure!

Seeing the fire dragon bursting through the darkness, the Three Mountains Lord suddenly realized:

"I see, I completely forgot about that. But in the end, it's just a rootless duckweed!"

The Three Mountain Lord's enormous hands, capable of blotting out the sky, began to form one magic seal after another. Under His guidance, the mud that had been attacking Du Yuan transformed into a black dragon, which fiercely charged towards Du Yuan's fire dragon.

In an instant, fire rained down and mud splattered everywhere.

Both sides stood still, unmoved, watching the two great dragons entangle and fight each other.

The Three Mountain Lord felt that the battle of magic had only just begun. He was a renowned mountain god, and everyone knew what cards he held in his hand.

Therefore, He wanted to wait and see what other tricks this Taoist priest, whose origins were unknown, had up his sleeve.

Little did He know, Du Yuan truly only knew what He had seen—
As the silt settled on the ground, the mountains and fields were shrouded in darkness.

The disaster victims and soldiers on the mountain all cried out in panic.

"What's going on here?"

"Why is it dark?"

"I can't see! I can't see!"

People stumbled around in the darkness like headless flies, frantically groping their way around, calling out the names of their companions, desperately trying to grasp at a sliver of security.

The elegantly dressed young man was the same; after a moment of surprise, he calmed himself down, silently recited a few incantations, and then suddenly reached out, grabbed Wang Pingzhang's arm, and pulled him towards him.
"Uncle, it's me!"

"Good nephew?"

Even though he had been captured by the elegantly dressed young man, even though the two were only a fist's distance apart.

Wang Pingzhang still couldn't see anything at all and kept groping around, saying:

"Nephew, nephew, where are you?"

"Uncle, don't be afraid, I'll take you down the mountain right away! Don't worry, I'll make sure you're safe!"

Wang Pingzhang was someone he tricked into coming here, and he now owes the Langya Wang clan a great debt of karma.

He was determined to get Wang Pingzhang out of trouble, no matter what.

As for others
He could only say that there was nothing he could do to help!

Wang Pingzhang was about to nod and follow his nephew out.

But just then, a very loud bugle call came from below the mountain. How could Wang Pingzhang, a seasoned warrior, not know that the Great General had arrived?
He immediately called out to the richly dressed young man:

"Nephew, has the General arrived?"

The elegantly dressed young man glanced back at the direction from which the horn had come and said helplessly:

"Yes, Uncle, apart from the vanguard that is still fighting the enemy, all the remaining units and camps are here now!"

Wang Pingzhang grew increasingly anxious and said:

"What? Then, is that immortal lord already entangled with that mountain lord?"

The elegantly dressed young man closed his eyes briefly, and when he spoke again, the helplessness in his voice was almost overflowing:
"Yes, Uncle, you guessed right."

Wang Pingzhang hurriedly took the general's seal from his waist and said:

"I've gone blind! You, you must take my general's seal and go down the mountain! There are still over ten thousand brothers down there. You absolutely must stop the Great General!"

The richly dressed young man gazed at the general's seal, which faintly gleamed coldly in the darkness, his voice tinged with an indescribable powerlessness:

"Uncle, this is the territory of the Three Mountain Lords. No one can escape here, whether on the mountain or below! And no one can stop the old general!"

He could roughly guess who was hiding in various places after the great calamity of heaven and earth.

But I never expected that this place would be the territory traversed by the three mountain ranges.

"What?!" Wang Pingzhang was struck dumb, his grip on the richly dressed young man's hand tightened, and his voice cracked, "Then, what should we do?!"

The elegantly dressed young man grasped his hand in return and said:
"Uncle, we've done everything we can, and we have a clear conscience. Let's go, I'll help you escape! I'll handle things with the court!"

Wang Pingzhang stood there blankly, his face vacant, as the richly dressed young man pulled him away.

When he finally touched the donkey.

He suddenly came to his senses and then said:
"Nephew, I can't leave!"

The elegantly dressed young man was in a great hurry:
"Uncle, have you gone mad? We're cornered, there's nothing we can do! We've done our duty, and in this situation, you're just going to be buried with us!"

Wang Pingzhang flung aside the elegantly dressed young man and said:

"I know, but I'm going to stay!"

Before the elegantly dressed young man could ask, Wang Pingzhang shouted:
“I brought those thousands of brothers here, and I also brought Zhang Wei’s troops here. Hundreds of thousands of disaster victims on and off the mountain are all counting on us! How can I abandon them and run away? I can’t do it!”

"I am a general. If my comrades are all gone, I cannot live on alone!"

Having vented his emotions somewhat, Wang Pingzhang reached out and took the hand of the richly dressed young man, saying:

“Nephew, you’re different. You’re a precious member of the Wuyi Lane. As long as you insist you’ve never been here, who can touch you? So you should leave now!”

As he spoke, he knelt on the ground, grasped the hand of the richly dressed young man, and pleaded, crying:
"That's right, that's right! Could you please take a few more disaster victims and comrades with you on your escape route? They are truly innocent!"

The elegantly dressed young man staggered back half a step, swallowing the words that rose in his throat. He tried to bend down to help him, but the other man stubbornly pushed him away.

"Nephew, you should leave now. You've done right by your uncle! No, it's your uncle who owes you, so please leave quickly, or it will be too late once the army moves!"

Just then, an even more urgent bugle call came from down the mountain.

That was the prelude to the attack.

A merciful general cannot command an army. Although the old general sympathized with the disaster victims, once he arrived, he would show no mercy.

Looking at Wang Pingzhang kneeling on the ground, and then at the heavy darkness above, he saw...

The elegantly dressed young man's lips twitched incessantly, and he kept repeating the same thought to himself:
'How can I be nothing more than a mortal body now? How can I be nothing more than a mortal body now!'

If they still had some of their former skills, they wouldn't be in such a helpless situation!

After repeating it countless times, back and forth.

As a donkey bray rang out, the richly dressed young man finally steeled himself and said:
"So what if I'm just a mortal? I'll risk it all!"

After saying that, he climbed onto the donkey's back.

After a cry of "Amitabha," the donkey broke through the darkness and carried him at an astonishing speed down the mountain.

Among the army below the mountain, the old general sighed softly as he looked at the disaster victims covering the entire mountainside.

He then suddenly waved his hand and said:
"attack!"

As the final bugle call sounded, the cavalry at the front slowly moved forward, then spurred their horses to accelerate, ultimately transforming into a steel torrent heading towards the countless disaster victims.

Before the two sides actually make contact.

A loud shout rang out from the front lines:

"I am Wang Chengsi, grandson of Wang Xun of the Langya Wang clan and son of Wang Tan! I carry a secret imperial decree; who dares to cross my path, who dares to trespass upon me?"

The Wang family of Langya was the most illustrious family in medieval China!

Therefore, upon seeing the noble young master approaching, holding a jade pendant and an official seal, the already charging army was so shocked that they stopped abruptly.

Seeing that the cavalry had actually stopped, the elegantly dressed young man breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

He truly never expected to be forced to this point by a group of ordinary people, and he never expected that his attempt to avoid the karma of this life would actually result in him bearing all the karma.

Overwhelmed with mixed emotions, he still held up the beautiful jade and said:
"I have an urgent report from the imperial court and require an audience with the General!"

The general who stepped forward took the jade pendant and seal from him, examined them carefully, and immediately returned them with both hands, his expression changing.

"Young master, the general is waiting for you right behind us!"

The elegantly dressed young man nodded slightly, then said in a cold voice:
"The imperial court's message is for you to stop, understand?"

The other party nodded repeatedly, embarrassed.

The overwhelming army was brought to a sudden halt.

"Senior, senior, I'm really going all in, you're not kidding me, are you?"

The elegantly dressed young man, who was muttering to himself, left with a calm expression.

(End of this chapter)