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[A single, ordinary blade from the mortal realm will strike down Xiang Che, the overlord who reigns supreme in the heavens, overlooking the people of Qi and intimidating the world...]

It fell from the sky.

The nine domineering and awe-inspiring dragon-shaped phantoms shattered, dissipating into specks of golden light, as fragile as tiny candle flames.

[The seemingly indestructible black armor shattered, and Xiang Che's unparalleled physique was cleaved, revealing a gaping, ferocious jaws.]

[It almost split his formidable physique in two.]

The biting wind howled in his ears as Xiang Che plummeted from the clouds, his eyes filled with disbelief, shock, and horror.

[He stared intently at Pang Hai, who had lost his martial arts cultivation and become a mortal.]

But that ordinary figure receded further and further into his vision, becoming increasingly unattainable...

[It was as if he were the lowly inferior, gazing up at the heavens.]

He wanted to grasp the halberd, his eyes rekindling with fighting spirit, and once again charge into battle, only to discover with horror that he was utterly powerless.

It's not that he didn't want to, but rather that he had lost that disdain for all living beings, that sense of self-importance, and that unparalleled domineering magnanimity.

His indomitable spirit was extinguished by a single, ordinary stroke of the sword.

My back slammed through the clouds, and I plummeted faster and faster, the wind howling in my ears.

Xiang Che's expression was blank; his former imposing presence and the awe-inspiring dignity that once commanded respect had vanished completely.

He recalled Pang Hai's stab in his mind, finding it utterly incomprehensible and beyond his comprehension.

The sudden turn of events brought Gong Si and Pei Qingyu to a halt in their deadly battle.

"Xiang Che has lost!?"

Gong Si's misty, beautiful eyes widened, and she shook her head, radiating a vibrant, otherworldly energy.

[His brain must have just gotten mixed up; he hasn't fully recovered yet.]

Otherwise, how could such an illusion occur?

"We've truly lost..."

[With the vital energy of heaven and earth lingering in the mind, one achieves tranquility and emptiness, enabling one to comprehend the mysteries of heaven and earth and all things.]

[This forced her to accept the fact that Xiang Che had lost.]

Otherwise, are we supposed to admit that there's something wrong with our brain?

Pei Qingyu blinked, confirming that her eyes, which had been twisted and devoured, had grown back.

Then his eyes widened involuntarily.

[His gaze was fixed intently on Xiang Che's figure, constantly shifting downwards, downwards, downwards...]

"Damn, these two demons... they're actually watching!"

Chen Chao observed the overall situation from afar, paying attention to both the fierce siege battle below and the battle casualties exchanged between Gong Si and Pei Qingyu, who traded their brains for eyesight.

Therefore, he witnessed the entire duel between Xiang Che and Pang Hai.

Xiang Che charged forward with his usual roar, while Pang Hai dodged repeatedly before closing his eyes.

Then he called out "Xiang Che" and slowly opened his eyes.

【Then……】

Then Xiang Che stopped howling and fell straight down.

[His domineering aura crumbled, his invincible body shattered, and his face turned ashen, as if he had been violated from behind.]

Helpless, Chen Chao flew towards Xiang Che, deliberately circling behind Gong Si and Pei Qingyu.

[They avoided the area where Pang Hai was located.]

[He raised his hand and flung out a levitation artifact, catching Xiang Che's body and preventing the mighty Overlord from falling to his death from a great height.]

Although he felt that Xiang Che's invincible body wouldn't die.

As for why a magical artifact was used instead of directly extending one's divine sense to catch it, that's another story.

[Because the duel was too bizarre, and he was afraid Xiang Che might have something unclean on him, he was unwilling to touch him.]

Just as he was preparing to escort Xiang Che back to the central army, he suddenly saw Pang Hai move, falling from the sky.

"Damn it, are they coming to kill me?!"

He jumped in fright; after all, the King of Qi had suffered a crushing defeat, so wouldn't it be his turn, the King of Wu?

[He was about to throw Xiang Che over to block the attack and then run away when he suddenly realized something was wrong.]

Pang Hai's actions were less like a pursuit and more like a fall, much like the incompetent Xiang Che.

"All cultivation lost..."

Chen Chao's previously carefree and unrestrained expression turned serious, revealing astonishment, shock, and感慨 (a complex emotion encompassing both admiration and reflection).

A complex gaze upon the falling figure of Pang Hai.

"At the cost of his own descent into the mortal realm, he unleashed a blade invisible to both celestial and divine beings. Young Marshal... from now on, every time I drink, I will toast you."

[Pang Hai's strike that beheaded Xiang Che was as if it had been cut from the world's storyline, leaving only a shocking and terrifying result.]

However, Chen Chaomang still managed to piece together a rough picture based on the fragmented clues.

Thank goodness he's dead. It's good he's dead; only in death is it worth toasting him.

Chen Chaomang's gloomy expression dissipated, replaced by a roguish, sly smile.

[They charged into the central army of the Qi-Wu alliance, brandishing their magical weapons and shouting orders.]

[“Oh no! The Overlord is about to die!!!”]

He completely disregarded the fact that these words would shake the morale of his troops, because even if the army was in disarray after Pang Hai's death, he could still finish the job and capture Xiangyang.

[This might even have been intentional, intended to throw the Qi army into a panic.]

Since Pang Hai is dead, he can now be considered a close brother, someone with whom one has long shared a spiritual bond, like brothers.

[Wasn't it only natural for those brothers to avenge themselves and destroy the State of Qi?]

If he weren't worried that Xiang Che might have something dirty on him, he would have considered whether to deliver a final blow in mid-air.

"I'm not dead..."

[Xiang Che's low voice came.]

"He's not dead, what a pity... but that's great!"

[Chen Chaomang used three different tones and two different expressions in one sentence.]

[Not daring to use my divine sense, I visually assessed Xiang Che's condition.]

[Even with a celestial body, it still possesses a transcendent and mysterious quality that separates it from the rest of the world, brimming with vibrant and surging life force.]

The gruesome knife wounds have healed completely, revealing a powerful and imposing physique.

But strangely... why did Xiang Che seem so dejected?

[Xiang Che, who was always domineering and possessed an awe-inspiring presence, crawled out like a stray dog, covered in mud, as if he had been kicked into a quagmire.]

Where is there even a trace of the domineering aura of a tyrant?

Thank goodness I didn't touch him; there really was something dirty on him.

Chen Chaomang's pupils constricted; he was still shaken.

Then, as if throwing away trash, he tossed the magical artifact into the Qi army. Fan Li raised his hand, his divine sense covering the sky and the sun like a shadow, concealing himself within the formation.

On the city walls of Xiangyang, the fierce fighting had long since ceased due to the shocking turn of events, and everyone looked up into the distance.

[Apart from the celestial beings, all soldiers and generals, including the people of Xiangyang City.]

Everyone clearly witnessed Pang Hai's strike.

[I also felt the indomitable will it conveyed.]

Watching Pang Hai's black robes flutter like ink dripping from a brush in the air, a silent respect rose in his eyes.

You sheathed your sword, activated your levitation artifact, and flew towards Pang Hai's falling figure.

Whether on the city walls or below their ranks, no enemy soldier intervened.

A gust of wind blew in your face; you narrowed your eyes slightly and caught Pang Hai's figure.

"Big brother..."

Pang Hai's eyes were clear and bright, with a hint of wildness; he was ordinary yet unyielding, like any other ordinary person.

The boy at the tofu stall is back in the spotlight.

His smile was radiant and full of pride.

"How was my strike?"

"It's worth drinking a big bowl of sweet tofu pudding for."

He paused for a moment, then burst into laughter, the sound rising high before gradually fading.

"I knew it... even a dog wouldn't eat the original flavor..."

You gaze quietly at his closed eyes, a gentle smile playing on your lips.

"Even dogs wouldn't eat that."