Chapter 340 Immortal, they're attacking again!
Chapter 340 Immortal, they're attacking again!
To prepare for this surprise attack on the Yizhou border, Ding Yi chose to personally oversee the operation just in case.
After all, the true master of Taiping Palace died in Huazhou, and the people of Taiping Palace are obviously not fools. Naturally, they would probably prepare some measures to prevent Yin Yang Palace from launching a surprise attack.
But he never expected that he would encounter such a strange magical artifact.
He looked at the huge longsword at his feet, then his eyes flashed, and the Evergreen Domain instantly covered a radius of ten miles.
Immediately afterwards, he quickly spat out several mouthfuls of saliva and used his spiritual energy to guide the saliva to write the entry "[Fusion can grant weapon slave function]" on the longsword.
[Currently available for enhancement; required lifespan: 986 years and 223 days. Enhance now?]
Good heavens, this is just one entry, yet it requires a lifespan of nearly a thousand years!
Even though Ding Yi was prepared, he was still taken aback by the price.
However, upon further reflection, he suddenly felt that it was somewhat reasonable.
This is a functional attribute that can be continuously stacked, similar to the function of the Myriad Soul Banner. If this sword didn't have this attribute by itself, Ding Yi suspected that the lifespan required to generate this attribute out of thin air would be astronomical.
Thinking of this, Ding Yi gritted his teeth and directly chose yes.
The next moment, the longsword lying on the ground suddenly trembled and emitted a faint mournful sound.
The magical artifacts in this world are strange; they seem to have no concept of recognizing a master. Whoever snatches them owns them.
Just like this immortal artifact, even a border general from the mere human and animal realm could command it, which shows that he doesn't have the concept of blood recognition as a master in the art of weapon crafting.
However, this is precisely why Ding Yi was able to directly enhance it.
At this moment, after the tremor, the longsword quickly calmed down and returned to its original state.
Ding Yi also swiftly spat out a stream of spiritual fire, enveloping the longsword in front of him, and began refining it.
The longer the night, the more things could go wrong. This isn't the Yin-Yang Palace, and besides, the sword is so large that there's no way to take it back just like that.
Enveloped in the spiritual fire, the longsword suddenly let out a shrill scream, and the three figures on the hilt kept trying to break free from the encirclement of the spiritual fire.
But this spiritual fire is derived from the orthodox immortal weapon-refining technique, so how could it be so easy to break through?
As soon as the three figures were freed from the sword hilts, their bodies melted faster, and they even began to rush towards Ding Yi, trying to stop him from refining the sword.
But Ding Yi stood there, only letting out a cold snort, and saw the spiritual fire enveloping the longsword surge even more fiercely, instantly forming a spiritual fire membrane that firmly suppressed the three figures rushing over.
Blah blah blah!
As the longsword was forged by the spiritual fire, its form continuously shrank.
While things were bustling with activity within Dingyi Changqing's territory, a completely different scene unfolded on the border of Yizhou, dozens of miles away.
Wang Shoucheng, standing on the city wall, kept staring at the distant sky. After a short while, his expression finally turned strange.
"It shouldn't be."
He muttered to himself, and in a daze, the scene of the Immortal Execution Sword killing a True Person that he had witnessed many years ago suddenly appeared in his mind.
At the time, he was just a squad leader. He would never forget the scene of that high and mighty, almost invincible immortal being killed by the Zhuxian Sword.
Moreover, the Immortal Execution Sword became increasingly powerful in battle, eventually becoming an invincible legend in Wang Shoucheng's mind.
But today, he seemed to sense something was amiss.
Just then, his pupils suddenly dilated as he saw a giant blue phoenix suddenly appear on the horizon!
impossible!
Wang Shoucheng let out a strange cry. He looked around, but couldn't find the Immortal Execution Sword anywhere. His panicked expression immediately turned into terror.
Without the Immortal Execution Sword, how could a mere guard general possibly defeat a true immortal from the lower realm?
"Quickly form the formation! Quickly form the formation!"
Wang Shoucheng roared down, but the next moment, a loud cry came from the sky.
...
Half a day later, Taixuan City fell.
On the dilapidated city walls, the corpses of Taiping Palace soldiers lay scattered about.
Inside the city, severed limbs and broken bodies were everywhere, and dried blood even covered the entire ground in a layer.
Wang Shoucheng's head was stuck on a tall flagpole, standing at the top of the city wall. Clearly, this general of Taixuan City did not surrender until his death.
Without the constraint of the Immortal Execution Sword, a real person like Zhao Ti was practically a human nuclear bomb to these ordinary soldiers.
Even a master who has reached the Great Perfection of the Divine Palace would be instantly killed if he encountered Zhao Ti, not to mention the large number of black-armored guards who were eyeing the city from the outside.
At this moment, Wang Yong hurriedly walked to Zhao Ti's side and respectfully said to her:
"My lord, in this battle, we killed 13,000 enemies and captured 3,121. Our losses..."
Before Wang Yong could finish speaking, Zhao Ti raised her hand to stop him, and said at the same time:
"The reinforcements from the palace are on their way. You lead the prefecture to continue advancing towards Taiping Palace in Yizhou."
Wang Yong was stunned when he heard this.
"Immortal, although our army has won, we are exhausted. If we do not rest, we will not be able to continue."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Ti slowly turned her head to look at Wang Yong.
Wang Yong felt a chill run down his spine as he was stared at by Zhao Ti's expressionless face. He immediately lowered his head and dared not utter another word.
"Your goal is to get Taiping Palace to compromise and take the initiative to negotiate, not to fight to the death."
Zhao Ti suddenly said.
"Negotiation?"
Wang Yong was taken aback.
“Let them build stone statues in the center of Yizhou, otherwise, my palace will make sure that their Taiping Palace is never at peace.”
"You will be aided by three elders."
After Zhao Ti finished speaking in a calm tone, her figure flickered and then she disappeared from the spot.
Wang Yong looked at the spot where Zhao Ti had disappeared, a look of doubt on his face.
"Why does this immortal go to such lengths to build statues of gods everywhere?"
...
Inside Biyou Palace, Ji Huanxue looked at the finally completed Hidden Heaven Array beneath her feet and breathed a sigh of relief.
Once this formation is complete, even if the divine palaces in the upper realm have activated their world-destroying formations, they will be unable to find this place.
Next, once the source image is completed, we can leave this human-animal realm.
Thinking of this, Ji Huanxue couldn't help but smile.
The thought of being able to leave this strange world of humans and animals made her feel a little better.
Just then, a hurried sound of footsteps came from outside the square.
Ji Huanxue frowned, quickly suppressed her smile, and then looked towards the front of the square.
Taiqingzi strode in, a hint of panic on her terrifying face.
"Immortal, the allied forces have broken through the defenses and are heading this way again!"
Ji Huanxue was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, then cursed:
"You call yourself a Celestial Immortal? How can you be so cowardly?!"
"They're just a few real people and a bunch of ants. I can defeat them once, and I can defeat them a second time!"
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