I am the magnetic field maniac

Buddhism is not a good thing, Taoism is not a good thing either, so could it be that the Demon Sect is the same again?

The fact that these guys, who claim to be descendants of various schools of thought, can now become the devil's sect is enough to explain their style of doing things.

"And... even if his power is limited, we still believe that Master is invincible!"

Shi Zhixuan stared at Xu Ziling's confident and determined face, sighed, and stood up...

"I will try my best to ensure that the Saint Sect does not cause you any trouble, and the Saint Sect will not help you either. You can take care of yourself. Also, take good care of Qingxuan."

Xu Ziling nodded slightly, and in the blink of an eye, Shi Zhixuan had disappeared. Looking at the scattered fallen leaves, Xu Ziling sighed faintly...

I don’t know how long the war in this world will continue.

31. Massacre of Goguryeo

When the whole world focused on the tit-for-tat between the Heavenly Kingdom Army and the Li Clan, there was a person who was forgotten by many people.

Emperor Yang Guang of Sui

No, he cannot be called emperor now, because after he burned down Luoyang and slaughtered most of the aristocratic families, he had automatically given up all his claims to the legitimacy of the Central Plains.

And now he is no longer willing to call himself a damn emperor.

The dynasty had been destroyed, and Yang Guang had already let go of all the burdens and baggage in his heart.

All that was left of him was burning hatred, undying madness, and a joy that was determined to drag the entire world down with it.

He was originally going to Jiangdu to start slaughtering people in Jiangnan, which made him unhappy. However, he met Bai Wujie on the way, which made Yang Guang change his mind.

Since there is another madman in Zhongyuan and Jiangnan who is helping him to stir up trouble, he naturally has to save time to do something more important.

Yang Guang is a person who values ​​time very much. Moreover, since they are all lunatics who will turn the world upside down, it is natural for them to "love each other" before the last moment comes.

What's more, Yang Guang had many more important things to do than massacring those ignorant people!

For example...the massacre of Goguryeo.

There is no doubt that Yang Guang and Goguryeo had hatred. The three attacks on Goguryeo were aimed at recovering the territory, taking revenge, and more importantly, for the country.

The Goguryeo people who ruled Liaodong have always been a great threat to the Central Plains...If they are not eliminated, the tragedy of the Five Barbarians' Invasion of China will be repeated sooner or later.

Although what Yang Guang hated most here were the aristocratic families who held him back, the Goguryeo people were also the objects of his hatred.

If he had the ability, Yang Guang would naturally want to fulfill the promise he had made.

But now, the main factors of national hatred and family feuds are no longer important. For Yang Guang, the most important thing now is undoubtedly -

So fucking cool!

He wanted to make sure that not a blade of grass grew in Goguryeo, and that there would be no living people in Liaodong.

He said it and did it.

After killing his Tianjing sword slaves along the way through Youzhou, which was already in chaos because of Dou Jiande and Gao Kaidao, they headed directly to Liaoshui.

Almost at the same time when the Heavenly Kingdom Army ordered the southern expedition, Yang Guang led a group of Tianjing sword slaves across the White Mountains and Black Waters and arrived at the city of Jian'an.

With one sword, Yang Guang tore open the city wall that once blocked his army and ambitions, and then ordered his sword slaves to rush in, leaving no blade behind.

The killing lasted for a day and a night. When dawn broke, all the civilians and defenders in the city died miserably.

Yang Guang took back the Sui army's Jingguan that was piled up by the Goguryeo people...

Then they used the heads of all the defenders and civilians to build a Jingguan, which was even more terrifying than the one built by the Goguryeo people.

Then, Yang Guang continued to move forward without hesitation.

The furious and astonished Goguryeo King Gao Jianwu was furious, and at the same time he could not believe where the already doomed Sui Dynasty got the military power to capture Jian'an City.

In particular, those who were lucky enough to escape came back and told them that it was Yang Guang who led a group of monsters to massacre Jian'an City.

And regardless of whether they were old, weak, sick or disabled, they were all slaughtered and swallowed.

Killing people and destroying corpses is already a great insult, not to mention eating corpses alive. How could the King of Goguryeo tolerate such an insult?

Yang Guang must die!!

The angry King Yeongryu Go Geonmu ordered 80,000 Goguryeo troops led by the great chief Yeon Gaesomun to march towards Anse City, determined to stop the enemy at Anse City at all costs.

However, when Yeon Gaesomun led 80,000 Goguryeo troops to Anshi City, the city with a nearly 100-foot-high wall had already been breached.

Just as those who managed to escape said, there was not a single intact body anywhere, whether male, female, or child.

Blood flowed everywhere, like a feast for beasts. Yang Guang's massacre left no one alive, and every civilian who died was eaten alive in extreme pain.

The furious Yeon Gaesomun swore an oath with his blood, vowing that he would not be a human being if he did not kill Yang Guang.

However, Yeon Gaesomun knew that since the enemy had taken Anse City so quickly, their next target would probably be Pyongyang. No matter what, he could not delay any longer.

Yeon Gaesomun divided the 80,000-strong army into two, with 40,000 of them carrying baggage and other equipment that were inconvenient to march providing rear support, while he led 40,000 light cavalry and infantry to defend Pyongyang.

This time, he was not late.

However, what awaits him might be the worst nightmare.

At the foot of Pingfang Mountain, 50 miles outside Pyongyang, Yeon Gaesomun, who led an army of 40,000 in a hurry to defend the city, was filled with resentment and anger... and the target of all this was just the figure at the foot of the mountain.

"Yang Guang!! I'm going to skin you alive and tear your bones apart!"

Yeon Gaesomun, wielding two swords, roared angrily, because all he saw on his way back to Pyongyang were extremely tragic scenes.

Wherever Yang Guang's army went, no grass grew, civilians were slaughtered, soldiers died tragically, and there were many humiliating signs. It was even more terrible than the Jingguan.

There were mountains of skulls and forests of bones. Human hair had turned into felt sheets, and human flesh had rotted into dust. Human tendons were tangled around trees, dry and charred, shining like silver.

The miserable scene seemed to have brought the hell on earth to this world. How could Yeon Gaesomun not hate it? How could he not be angry?

Compared with the 40,000 angry troops, Yang Guang's troops looked so small.

The troops, numbering only several thousand, covered in black canopies, were as quiet as corpses under the scorching sun at noon.

Only on the huge dragon chariot in the center, Yang Guang, holding Xiao Meiniang, smiled as he watched Yeon Gaesomun and his army charging towards him.

At this point, it doesn’t matter whether there is hatred towards the Goguryeo people or not.

Does it really matter whose fault it is or whose problem it is? For Yang Guang, countless reasons come together to form the simplest truth.

I am a strong man, and I can do whatever I want.

Yeon Gaesomun's army is approaching, and Yang Guang's Tianjing sword slaves have removed their disguises.

Under the black canopy were all alien-like monsters, yet they exuded a sense of holiness.

They were all immersed in the deepest dream. As sword slaves, they were dominated and acted without any anger or murderous intent.

It is a distorted, self-perceived justice.

"Be happy, Tianjing, because there will be another 40,000 people available to sacrifice blood for you."

Yang Guang stroked the Tianjing Sword in his hand, feeling the slightly trembling blue sword body.

That power still firmly sealed the essence of the Heavenly Crystal, allowing him to still use the Sword of Benevolence.

And maintaining this power seems to be through killing. The more deaths and the more blood, the more stable the power of the sealed Heavenly Crystal will be. The more magnetic fields of the dead, the greater the power that can be brought to Yang Guang.

"Then, go ahead and kill him." Yang Guang said softly

Facing an army of 40,000, can thousands of Tianjing sword slaves really kill them all? The answer is yes, easily.

Numbers are never a limit on the battlefield, because human beings are fragile and cowardly beings.

The defeat of an army is never due to its total annihilation, but often to the loss of only a quarter or even less of its number.

This was the case on the battlefield. Those monsters that seemed to have walked out of a nightmare rushed into the army led by Yeon Gaesomun. The army that showed off their might and declared victory by stepping on the corpses of the Han people was defeated as quickly as a tower of building blocks collapsing.

Yeon Gaesomun looked at the defeated army in confusion, he murmured... looking at the monster that seemed to have walked out of a nightmare and subverted his common sense and cognition.

How, how could such a thing exist in the world?

After less than half an hour of fighting, the entire army had already fled in all directions in extreme fear.

They screamed in fear, roared in madness, threw down their weapons and trampled on the corpses of their comrades to escape from this hell.

Yeon Gaesomun was still holding on, brandishing his golden double swords and fighting hard. But no matter how hard he tried, no matter how hard he killed, he could not change the result.

He was surrounded, besieged, knocked off his horse, and then torn apart amidst roars of extreme unwillingness.

After killing such an opponent, Yang Guang did not feel any joy. He just drank a mouthful of the wine handed to him by the beauty in his arms, pointed at the towering Pyongyang City and whispered...

"Go, break it."

He didn't need to chase after the fleeing soldiers because he knew that those defeated soldiers would only become a deeper nightmare for the surviving Goguryeo people.

He would feel happy about it, because besides killing, making things he hated suffer would make him extra happy.

Now, let’s capture Pyongyang and put an end to everything in Goguryeo.

Pyongyang is a large city. It was the capital of Goguryeo located in the southwest of the peninsula. It is the only good city in the country.

It imitated Luoyang, with inner and outer cities and triple palace cities, but it was much smaller and weaker than Luoyang.

However, compared with Luoyang, this city is very solid, simply because this city has such a patron saint.

In the city of Pyongyang, there is an area of ​​nine miles that is regarded as a holy place.

In the eyes of the people of Pyongyang, it is even more sacred than the imperial palace.

Because this is the Yijian Pavilion, and because here lives the god of Goguryeo, the Yijian master Fu Cailin, one of the three great masters.

Among the three great masters, Fu Cailin and Bi Xuan are both patron saints of their respective countries and races.

Fu Cailin defended Pyongyang for many years and single-handedly repelled the Sui emperor and was regarded as a saint, while Wu Zun Bi Xuan guarded the Turkic holy land and was the supreme saint in the eyes of the Eastern and Western Turks.

As for Ning Daoqi? This unknown thing was nothing more than a dog for the Buddhist sect, and in fact, Yang Guang had always looked down on this so-called "loser".

As an emperor, Yang Guang might be able to respect a difficult opponent...but he would never look down on a dog who only attacked his own people.

And today, as he approached Pyongyang, Yang Guang was waiting, waiting to meet this enemy whom he had never met before.

In the forbidden garden of Yijian Pavilion, a man in white with long hair was gazing into the distance. He had an elegant and ethereal temperament.

But he had an unusually narrow face, with a high forehead, a long chin, a tall and huge curved nose, and a wide mouth, which made his already very small eyes look even smaller.

It is really sad to see a person with such outstanding temperament but such an ugly face.

And he is the patron saint of Goguryeo, the master of Yijian, Fu Cailin.

"Master, as I said, Yang Guang finally came..."

Fu Jun'er looked at her master with a pale face. She had returned to Pyongyang not long ago. At that time, she told Gao Jianwu and Yeon Gaesomun about Yang Guang's horror, but no one believed it.

Perhaps her master was willing to believe it, but now it was too late.

She murmured, as if repeating a nightmare from which she could not wake up, and whispered...

"It's too late for us in Goguryeo. That crazy and incompetent ruler won't let any of us go..."

"Senior Sister! How can you boost others' morale and destroy your own prestige!" Junior Sister Fu Junyu retorted loudly. Even though she was in such a desperate situation, she was still like other Goguryeo people, willing to believe in their god Fu Cailin.

"The world has changed." Fu Cailin suddenly said, leisurely, yet vicissitudes of life...

"Just like Jun'er said, thousands of years of history have been completely changed today. A few months ago, I also felt that special power. I thought it was my progress in martial arts, but now..."

Fu Cailin's hand gently stroked the water surface, and an invisible magnetic force controlled the water in the pool to float high. Every drop was crystal clear and refracted light under the scorching sun...

There is no doubt that when Bai Wujie brought the power of the magnetic field, as the top martial arts master of this era, Fu Cailin was fortunate enough to feel and know the existence and mystery of the magnetic field power.

His progress was no slower than Shi Zhixuan's. After hearing about Yang Guang's massacre, he even broke through the electric current and truly mastered the rotation of the magnetic field.

But so what?

The shattered void of this world was originally the end and ultimate reward desired by countless warriors, but now it has become the most terrifying death warrant.

Because Fu Cailin knew that even if he pushed his power desperately to the known end to save everything, he could not save Goguryeo.

On the contrary, when his strength reaches its limit, he will simply reach the end of a warrior's desire and break into the void and leave.

The ultimate reward for a warrior has now become a shackle that prevents Fu Cailin from protecting his country and nation.

Is it irony, or is it also a kind of luck?

Fu Jun'er's face was pale. Perhaps she was regretting. If she had been nicer to Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling, if she had persuaded Bai Wujie to help them, perhaps they wouldn't be so passive...

But what was the point of all this? Yang Guang was already at the gates of the city, and Goguryeo was now in complete chaos with many dead and wounded. The vengeful emperor would not accept any negotiations. He was only here to destroy, purely to destroy.

"Forget it. If this is my fate, then I have no choice but to accept it."