Fantasy: Unparalleled Prince, Conquering the Heavens!-Chapter 141 - 140: Fierce Battle_1

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Chapter 141: Chapter 140: Fierce Battle_1

Scorpion Shadow was unaware that everything he was experiencing today was merely the beginning of a nightmare. Soon, he would comprehend the terror of the ’Four Divine Beasts Formation’ and be plunged into the abyss of death.

However, that was all in the future. Right now, beyond his secret astonishment, his only thought was how to defeat Zhao Yun, conquer Tianfeng City, and spearhead a successful counterattack for the Scorpion Clan.

Victory in this battle would significantly boost his clan’s morale.

But if they lost, their morale would suffer, making the subsequent war arduous.

"Let’s attack together!" Scorpion Shadow ordered the five Saint Realm clansmen behind him without turning his head. He flicked his venom-barbed tail, spewing dark green venom accompanied by a nauseating stench.

Zhao Yun’s figure flickered, avoiding the venom attack.

The venom missed its target and fell to the ground, its potent corrosive power gouging a hundred-foot-deep pit in the earth.

Such intense poison! Zhao Yun’s pupils contracted slightly as he secretly heightened his alertness. Before he could attack, five more nauseating, fetid gusts swept towards him, causing the hairs all over his body to stand on end.

Dragon Step! Without a second thought, knowing it must be a venom attack, Zhao Yun stepped forward. A dragon shadow seemed to coalesce beneath his feet before he vanished from the Void.

The next instant, the Void twisted!

Zhao Yun’s figure reappeared tens of thousands of feet away. Directly a hundred feet in front of him was a Scorpion Clan powerhouse of the Middle Saint Realm, its tail, glowing with green light, raised menacingly.

His expression turned cold. "Die!" Zhao Yun thrust his spear, its speed like a bolt of lightning.

Scorpion Shadow was looking around, trying to locate Zhao Yun. He happened to see Zhao Yun’s spear thrust, and his face changed drastically as he urgently cried out, "Watch out!"

But alas, it was too late!

Zhao Yun’s battle spear had already pierced the chest of the Middle Saint Realm Scorpion Clan powerhouse. The spear’s violent, destructive intent instantly pulverized the latter’s internal organs, sending blood flying.

A Middle Saint Realm expert, killed by him in a single strike!

A hundred feet away, a Lesser Saint Realm Scorpion Clan expert couldn’t help but gulp. Gazing at Zhao Yun, who was wreathed in a silver dragon and appeared like a celestial deity, it was so terrified that it forgot to retreat, standing rooted to the spot in a daze.

No, I must end this battle quickly! Murderous intent flashed in Scorpion Shadow’s eyes. Zhao Yun’s strength was too formidable; apart from himself, none of his other clansmen were a match. If he couldn’t eliminate Zhao Yun swiftly, their losses would be catastrophic.

Endless fury materialized, bursting forth from his body. His massive pincers blazed with black, poisonous flames, burning fiercely as they suddenly chopped down.

Dragons Fight in the Wild! Zhao Yun roared, his battle spear erupting with brilliant silver light, radiating an endless destructive power as he thrust forward with indomitable momentum.

CLANG... Sparks flew everywhere!

The two attacks collided, silver and black light illuminating the heavens. The surging shockwaves spread out, devastating everything, and the immense pressure made it difficult for soldiers on both sides to breathe.

Even the other four Scorpion Clan Saints dared not approach!

BOOM!

The attacks exploded. Only a streak of spear energy remained, traversing Changkong.

Scorpion Shadow’s face paled drastically. He was sent flying thousands of feet before he managed to stumble and stabilize himself, a trickle of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth. His aura fluctuated wildly, and his expression was savage.

"The General is injured?" The Scorpion Clan soldiers were in an uproar. Their Great General, invincible in their hearts, had actually been defeated? freewёbnoνel-com

This was difficult for them to accept!

For an army, the commander was the soldiers’ faith. Once the commander was defeated, morale would utterly collapse, making it difficult to rally in the short term.

"Wansheng!"

"Wansheng!"

"Wansheng..."

Atop Tianfeng City, the Azure Dragon Army roared, brandishing their weapons with immense excitement. Their morale soared, and their eyes blazed with intense fighting spirit.

The Azure Dragon reared its head and roared at the sky, its terrifying aura crushing down.

Damn it! Scorpion Shadow cursed inwardly. He looked at his demoralized army, then at the enemy forces brimming with high morale. Reluctantly, he waved his hand and ordered in a deep voice, "Retreat!"

General against general, a loss! Soldier against soldier, another loss! What was there left to fight for?

WOO WOO...

The mournful sound of horns echoed across the sky. The one hundred eighty thousand Scorpion Clan soldiers withdrew in an orderly fashion. Soon, they had completely retreated from the battlefield, leaving behind the corpses of their clansmen scattered everywhere.

Zhao Yun hovered in mid-air, watching. Only when he was certain the enemy had truly departed did he finally relax.

Deep within his eyes, however, lay a grave solemnity. Although they had won this battle, they might next face the retaliation of the entire Scorpion Tribe.

The war had only just begun!

...

"Useless fools! Unable to even breach a border fortress of the mere Qin Empire!"

Outside the endless sandstorm, countless Scorpion Tribe soldiers had set up camp. The densely packed tents stretched for tens of miles, a spectacular sight.

Patrols of Scorpion Tribe soldiers moved back and forth along the camp’s perimeter. Perhaps due to their recent frontline defeat, they were extraordinarily cautious; not even the slightest whisper of wind or rustle of grass could escape their vigilant eyes.

A furious reprimand, accompanied by a terrifying aura, boomed from the center of the camp, making the Scorpion Tribe soldiers dare not even breathe too loudly.

"Great General, it’s not that your subordinate is incompetent, but that the Qin Empire is too strong! They possess a Formation that vastly enhances their strength. Even fighting with all our might, we were no match for their general!"

Inside the dimly lit tent, Scorpion Shadow lay prostrate on the ground, reporting tremulously and fearfully.

Scorpion Thorn sat above, his expression glacial. Scorpion Shadow’s explanation did nothing to soften his demeanor as he stated indifferently, "A loss is a loss. Don’t make excuses for your incompetence!"

Scorpion Shadow lowered his head in shame.

"The hegemony of our tribe cannot be obstructed by a trivial Tianfeng City! Pass down the order: sound the drums for battle!"

Scorpion Thorn stood up, his terrifying aura erupting as he ordered coldly.

He had decided to personally take action, to slaughter Tianfeng City, display the might of the Scorpion Tribe, and avenge his fallen clansmen.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM...

The war drums thundered, their sound like heavenly thunder rolling across the land.

Countless Scorpion Tribe soldiers rushed out of their tents and quickly assembled. Apart from the army led by Scorpion Shadow, the blood-red eyes of the other Scorpion Tribe soldiers glinted with excitement.

Finally, they could go to battle!

The very thought of slaughter made them agitated, eager to rush onto the battlefield immediately and wreak havoc.

...

A piece of intelligence, sent from a distant realm, was delivered to the Light God’s Divine Court.

"Interesting. The Qin Empire actually managed to block the Scorpion Tribe’s vanguard?" The Divine Emperor remarked with surprise after finishing the report, his brows slightly raised. He then calmed himself and passed the report to the eunuch beside him, motioning for the latter to read it aloud.

"Your Majesty, the Qin Empire’s ability to withstand the Scorpion Tribe’s initial assault was most likely a fluke. We should take action now. Otherwise, if the Scorpion Tribe launches a second wave, I fear the Qin Empire will not hold!" a minister stepped forward and said respectfully.

His counsel to dispatch troops sooner was not born from a desire to aid the Qin Empire, but to prevent the Scorpion Tribe from growing stronger.

Human flesh and blood were like heavenly treasures to the other races!

If the Qin Empire’s defense lines were breached and a large number of humans devoured, the Scorpion Tribe’s strength would increase rapidly.

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