After the spiritual energy was restored: Goddess girlfriends came knocking.

Above the clouds, Ao Tianxin watched the figure rushing against the tide of people towards the giant wolf.

The plain white robes moved without any wind.

She took a step forward, and the expressions of the three Mahayana practitioners changed drastically.

The dragon's might swept outwards, tearing the clouds within a hundred miles into shreds. The wolf clan and the winged clan on the battlefield simultaneously felt a chill emanating from the depths of their bloodline, and their movements froze for a moment.

The three Mahayana practitioners' expressions changed drastically, and they simultaneously activated their protective spiritual light.

The Heavenly Wolf National Preceptor formed a hand seal, and a dark blue wolf head totem appeared in front of him.

The nine phantom fox tails of the Tushan National Preceptor were wrapped around his body.

Yu Lingxiao suddenly spread his wings, forming an impenetrable feather shield in front of him.

Ao Tianxin gripped the knife with one hand and slashed down with a single blow.

The wolf-head totem was cleaved in two by the blade, eight of the nine fox tails were shattered, and a through crack was cut into the center of the feather shield.

The three of them retreated several dozen feet.

The Heavenly Wolf National Preceptor looked down at his trembling hands; the web between his thumb and forefinger was cracked.

The other two also looked completely pale.

But they were, after all, three Mahayana practitioners.

Three innate techniques were unleashed simultaneously, and three streams of spiritual power, powerful enough to crush mountains and rivers, intertwined in the clouds to form a huge cage, attempting to trap Ao Tianxin within it.

On the ground battlefield, Jiang Yan collided with the white giant wolf's first attack. The ancestral sword clashed with the wolf's claws, and the resulting shockwave directly collapsed the scorched earth within a radius of more than ten feet.

With his late-stage Nascent Soul cultivation, he fought against a mid-stage Divine Transformation demon beast, using all the remaining spiritual power in his dantian with each sword strike.

The giant wolf swatted him away with one claw.

Jiang Yan twisted his body forcefully in mid-air to dissipate the impact, and only managed to stabilize himself after his back slammed into a giant rock.

Then he looked up and saw that the giant wolf had accelerated, rushing towards him like a rapidly moving snow mountain.

It's unstoppable.

At the critical moment.

A streak of dark blue blade energy tore through the clouds and slashed across the giant wolf's back.

Wolf fur bristled, flesh torn open, and the giant wolf let out a painful howl as its massive body was sent flying to the side.

At the same time, in the far distance outside the battlefield, a golden light appeared.

The golden light pierced through the entire battlefield at an incredible speed, creating ear-piercing sonic booms wherever it passed.

The blade light and golden light collided with the white giant wolf at the same time. The mid-stage Nascent Soul demon beast didn't even have time to scream before its massive body exploded into a cloud of blood mist in mid-air.

Blood rained down, and bits of flesh splattered onto the scorched earth.

Jiang Yan stood there, leaning on his sword, covered in blood, panting heavily.

He looked in the direction from which the golden light came, but sensed nothing.

It seems to have been attacked from an extremely distant location.

To possess such power from such a distance, this person's strength is probably no less than Ao Tianxin's.

Above the clouds, Ao Tianxin snorted coldly, and his dragon might spread like a tide.

The three Mahayana practitioners simultaneously coughed up a mouthful of blood.

The Heavenly Wolf National Preceptor clutched his chest and staggered backward, while the Tushan National Preceptor's face turned ashen, and several of Yu Lingxiao's wings were broken.

No longer looking at them, Ao Tianxin swayed and landed next to Jiang Yan.

Jian Li rushed over from beside her and stood in front of Jiang Yan.

"Master—"

Ao Tianxin picked up Jiang Yan with one arm, letting him lean against her shoulder, and then leaped up again, transforming into a streak of light and flying away into the distance.

Jian Li followed closely behind.

No one dared to stop them; they didn't even have the courage to raise their hands.

Above the battlefield.

Tu Shan Jing cleaved through the Heavenly Wolf's Nascent Soul stage with a single sword strike, glanced back at the departing streak of light, and transmitted his voice in a deep voice: "Let's retreat too."

With a flap of its wings, Cangwu forced the enemy general to retreat.

Lu Zhanshuang laughed heartily, unleashing a thousand-foot-long blade aura with his heavy sword, momentarily halting the pursuers below.

The two priests cast spells simultaneously, and a barrier of spiritual light rose on the battlefield, covering the retreat of the remaining soldiers.

Several streaks of light escaped the battlefield and sped towards Chang'an City.

On the cloud, the three Mahayana practitioners remained silent for a long time.

The Heavenly Wolf Grand Master wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and did not order a continued pursuit.

Yu Lingxiao spoke first, his voice somewhat hoarse: "Don't forget your Emperor's promise."

After saying that, he flapped his wings and flew north with the remaining winged soldiers.

The Heavenly Wolf Grand Master looked down at the battlefield below the city, piled high with corpses. The 350,000-strong allied army had surrounded and killed 120,000, relying on an inside man and having the advantage of both time and place.

As a result, many of the enemy escaped, while our side suffered heavy losses.

Without saying a word, the Tushan Grand Preceptor turned and flew towards the Tushan soldiers who were watching the battle from the outside.

No one spoke in the array. He glanced at their faces, wanting to say something, but in the end he just sighed.

On the city tower of the Sirius Kingdom, Duan Linyuan stood with his hands behind his back.

The wind blew across the mottled wolf flag on the city wall as he gazed in the distance in the direction where the flash of the sword and the golden light had disappeared.

Footsteps sounded behind him, and the Heavenly Wolf National Preceptor apologized to him from behind.

Duan Linyuan's pair of eerie green wolf eyes gazed at the battlefield below the city, littered with corpses.

We won, but it doesn't feel like we really won.

The price paid this time was too high.

Jiang Yan collapsed in Ao Tianxin's arms, exhausted. Her spiritual power was depleted, her luck was exhausted, and she had countless injuries, large and small, all over her body.

Ao Tianxin looked down at the face in her arms, its brows furrowed in blood, and a dried bloodstain still lingering at the corner of its mouth.

His gaze was somewhat unfocused.

"Sister Tianxin," Jian Li hesitated for a moment before speaking cautiously, "Let me carry Master."

Ao Tianxin snapped out of her daze and glanced down at Jian Li.

The little girl's eyes were red, her little hands were clutching the hem of her clothes, and her face was full of worry.

She shook her head: "It's nothing."

Jian Li gave an "oh," her gaze returning to her master. She bit her lip and remained silent.

……

Several hours later, in the capital of Tushan.

Tu Shanyao sat behind his desk, holding a battle report that had just been rushed back from the front lines.

After reading it, he remained calm and casually tossed it onto the table.

He had anticipated this long ago; with so many layers of preparation and coordinated attacks from both inside and outside, it was impossible to turn the tide.

The only thing that surprised him was Yu Lingxiao of the Xuan Yu Dynasty.

Father probably didn't expect that Duan Linyuan not only won him over, but also quietly brought the Xuanyu Dynasty onto the war chariot.

He leaned back in his chair, gazing at the palace ceiling, thinking to himself that this generation's Sirius King was indeed extraordinary.

He is flexible and ruthless, no wonder he enjoys such high prestige within the Sirius Dynasty.

Even without his cooperation, given his skills, he must have many backup plans.

He shook his head and handed the prepared edict to the attendant beside him.

The edict stated: Marquis Dingyuan, Jiang Yan, was arrogant and complacent, greedy for merit and reckless, and disobeyed the commander's orders, which led to the siege of the Northern Army. He then defected to Blood Flag City.

Effective immediately, Jiang Yan is stripped of his title of Marquis of Dingyuan and his designation as the Northern Expeditionary Army is revoked. The Ministry of War is ordered to reorganize the army within a specified time to suppress the rebels.

The news quickly spread to every corner of the Tushan Dynasty, causing an uproar throughout the country.

In teahouses and taverns, discussions rose and fell. Some people felt sorry for Jiang Yan, saying that he was a loyal minister who had been framed.

Some people sneered, saying that humans are inherently despicable.

Secretly, many demons spread rumors that Jiang Yan harbored ambitions to establish his own independent regime.