I Can Replicate Martial Arts
Chapter 389 - 192: Thunder Domain (Part 2)
Now, with the Great Shang suffering a major defeat and the world in turmoil, its various armies fought their own battles. They even foolishly attempted to annex the Song Realm to relieve their own pressure.
The Song Realm’s population was already sparse; how could they possibly be a match for the Great Shang?
They could only hold fast to a few mountain passes and resist with all their might.
"The Central Plains aren’t stable either. The Great Shang’s armies have already infiltrated Blue Star and are in a stalemate with the Central Plains Dynasty. Fortunately, the Central Plains Dynasty’s military is formidable enough to maintain the status quo."
"If we don’t break through soon, the Song Realm will be in grave danger!"
"If it cannot be done, then all that remains is death."
The general rose to his feet, took a deep breath, and with a flick of his sleeve, strode downstairs.
The monk and the Daoist shook their heads slightly and hurried to follow.
The Song Realm was the Song Realm, and the Central Plains Martial Arts was the Central Plains Martial Arts.
The Central Plains Martial Arts had long ago reached an agreement with the Blue Star Court, sending most of their disciples, followers, and even their families and relatives to Blue Star.
If things became impossible, the Martial Artists who remained behind had their own ways to get directly to Blue Star.
The Song Realm Court, however, was different.
Even if its population had been small in the beginning, after several hundred years of growth, it had long since surpassed tens of millions.
Leaving aside the question of whether the Blue Star Court even wanted these tens of millions of "ancient people,"
the sheer number of people made it impossible to transport them all to Blue Star at once.
The passage wasn’t some simple tunnel that could be dug with a few shovels, open for anyone to enter.
Without a certain level of True Qi to protect the body, the spatial leap alone would be enough to shatter one’s Divine Soul and cause death.
Those who remained knew that this battle was a futile effort.
The slaughter on the battlefield was brutal. Bodies littered the ground and blood flowed thick enough to float a shield. Not a single place was free from the smoke of war and the glint of blades.
"I’ll leave it to you four!"
In the Great Shang army, the Thunder Element general cupped his fists at the four Wizards.
The four Wizards silently chanted their Spells. Suddenly, their forms flickered, and a ferocious, massive beast emerged from each of their foreheads, each one standing a hundred meters tall.
The four colossal beasts soared into the sky, charging toward the Two Realms Pass.
"Brother Daoist!"
"Brother Shi!"
Aboard the Two Realms Pass, the monk and the Daoist exchanged a glance. Their eyes held neither joy nor sorrow as they each began to chant True Words.
Together, they revealed their True Dharma Bodies and attacked the four beasts.
On the ground, countless soldiers clashed in a brutal melee. In the sky, six giant figures battled fiercely.
Neither heaven nor earth offered any sanctuary.
’Four against two. Let’s see what tricks you have left!’
Within the Great Shang army camp, the officer from the Thunder Division watched the sky. Seeing the four Dharma Aspect Witch Venerables holding a clear advantage, he couldn’t help but rejoice inwardly.
’Once the pass is broken, everyone inside will be my prisoner.’
"Who’s there?"
Just as he was reveling in his triumph, his heart pounding with excitement, he suddenly sensed someone appear beside his tent.
He whipped his head around to look.
Before he could even cry out in alarm, a colossal hand that blotted out the sky shot toward him.
"Protect the general!"
The surrounding soldiers swarmed in from all sides.
But they were nowhere near as fast as the giant hand. Before they could even get close,
the general was already caught in its grip.
The hand suddenly clenched, intending to crush the general to death, but a halo of light unexpectedly burst from his body.
It formed a protective barrier, blocking the hand’s crushing force.
"Who are you? I am protected by the Chaos Pearl. You can’t break through it. If you know what’s good for you and back off, I won’t hold this against you,"
the general said with a composed expression.
’As the commander of an army, how could I not have some means of protection?’
But before the words had even left his mouth, the giant hand swung, flinging him like a football toward a massive, distant mountain peak.
"AAAAHHH!"
The high-speed impact caused the general, even protected by the Chaos Pearl, to let out a blood-curdling scream.
’Useless turtle shell. I’ll deal with you in a bit!’
The one who had acted was, of course, Zhao Rui.
Although the people of Great Shang, Great Zhou, and Great Song were all descendants of Huaxia who had migrated from the Central Plains due to the chaos of Gui Xu,
at present, at least, the people of the Song Realm were on good terms with Blue Star and were in the process of integrating with it.
The Great Shang, on the other hand, were carrying out wanton slaughter on the border.
Zhao Rui was naturally clear on who was friend and who was foe.
"Kill!"
Seeing Zhao Rui toss their commanding general away, the surrounding soldiers roared in unison and charged.
"Noisy!"
Zhao Rui spat out a Demon Sound, and Sound Waves surged outward like a tide.
Although these soldiers were born with powerful physiques, how could their Divine Soul Power possibly compare to that of a Grandmaster of Dharma like Zhao Rui?
In an instant, every soldier within a several-hundred-meter radius collapsed, foaming at the mouth, their condition unknown.
In a scene like this, calling him an Old Demon would be no exaggeration.
The soldiers on the outer perimeter were stunned. Five military commanders who had just returned from the battlefield to recuperate saw what happened, grabbed their weapons, and charged at Zhao Rui in unison.
With a flicker of his body, Zhao Rui plunged into the group of commanders.
In the space of just a few breaths, he cut them all down as easily as chopping melons and vegetables.
"Kill!"
The killing intent on the battlefield was so thick that even an expert at the peak of the Dharma Realm like Zhao Rui found it somewhat overwhelming.
Waves of killing intent, so dense they seemed tangible, coalesced into blades and surged toward him.
These soldiers were completely fearless.
Zhao Rui had no intention of getting bogged down in this fight. His figure blurred, and he leaped high into the air, unleashing his Purple Mansion Primordial Venerable Body.
The colossal figure that seemed to prop up the heavens shot directly toward the four Wizards battling the monk and Daoist from the Song Realm.
"AARGH!"
One of the Exotic Beasts couldn’t react in time and was mounted by Zhao Rui.
Fists the size of mountain peaks rained down upon the Exotic Beast’s body.
The barrage hammered the Exotic Beast until its Dharma Body began to crumble and its Divine Soul wavered.
"Which senior brother from the Qingcheng Sect has graced us with his presence?"
The monk and the Daoist saw Zhao Rui’s sudden arrival and recognized the technique he was using: the Qingcheng Sect’s secret Triple Dharma Body.
They were instantly overjoyed.