The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 359 - 213: Battlefield

Fifteen days ago, when Ning Xiaoxian was trapped in the Reincarnation Dilemma, in the northern foothills far 50,000 miles from Kunlong Snow Mountain.

This place has already become a battlefield of flesh and blood.

A roar shakes the sky, countless giant beasts drenched in blood fight fiercely. Every giant beast here, seen through the eyes of a mortal, is an unmatched behemoth: giant rhinoceros over ten meters long, Earth Marmots with claw blades reaching two meters, strong and agile Big Leopards... locked in combat in these foothills until their eyes turn red with rage.

Not a single human is in this battlefield.

Upon closer inspection, at least half of the beast species here are draped in dark, hard armor. Although its texture and color are ugly, each time an enemy attacks, a flash of Black Light on the armor protecting their vital areas dissipates much of the force. The giant beasts here possess at least the strength of ten tigers, yet they can’t be shattered, thus one can imagine the hardness of the Black Armor.

An hour passed, and the scales of victory slowly started to tip in favor of the Black Armored giant beasts.

On a small hill next to the battlefield, a few men stood, led by a black-bearded scholar, focusing intently on observing the battle below. The bloody mayhem of the battlefield did not make him stir an inch.

A staff member cautiously approached from behind and said, "My lord, there has been no news from that front. Could it be a trap? We..."

His lord raised his hand, and the staff member stopped talking. The black-bearded scholar sighed, "The Second Young Master from Fengtian Prefecture is truly talented, managing to lead such fierce Black Armored Demon Soldiers. Even with his fate unknown, this troop still operates so well. Despite leveraging the geographical advantage and flanking them, we still cannot suppress them! It seems there are mighty warriors commanding their forces."

The regret in his eyes faded in a flash: "Pity, such talent, must die."

Another half an hour passed, and the situation below became increasingly clear. If nothing unexpected happens, they would likely lose this battle. Should he order a withdrawal? At this moment, not just the staff members, even the black-bearded scholar furrowed his brows, hesitating.

Just then, a guard, panting heavily, rushed over and delivered a Jade Scroll.

While Spirit Jade was precious, it never seemed as lovely to the black-bearded scholar as it did at this moment. He reached out to take it, his hasty movements revealing his uneasy mental state.

He closed his eyes, with a flicker of Divine Thought through the Jade Scroll, he suddenly burst into loud laughter, filled with triumph and relief: "Miluo was attacked, indeed fate unknown!" He turned and shouted: "Spread the word to all the soldiers!"

All of his followers were beaming with smiles, hastening to carry out this task.

Soon after, the battlefield erupted with countless fierce roars: "Miluo is dead, Black Armor without a general!" This claim was initially shouted out using Divine Skills by the black-bearded scholar’s subordinates, but eventually, the Demon Soldiers on their side also began to roar it.

This call was overwhelming like a tidal wave. The Demon Soldiers in Black Armor were stunned, the Red Light in their eyes gradually faded. In the midst of the battlefield, attacking the spirit is paramount; if the general falls, even the bravest warriors were merely rash heroes, unable to control the tide of the battle. Every demon looked towards the rear of their military formation, and indeed, there was no trace of Miluo.

Not long after, the sound of gold being struck came from the rear of the Black Armored Demon Soldiers.

Retreat! The main camp had actually issued an order to retreat. But even in this critical moment, the withdrawal of the Black Armored Demon Soldiers was quick and orderly, fighting while retreating, with not a hint of crumbling like a mountain collapsing.

The black-bearded scholar praised, "Good military discipline," then stroked his long beard and continued to command: "Pursue them!"

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Although only separated by Kunlong Snow Mountain, the water and soil conditions on either side of the mountain seemed completely different. To the east of Kunlong Snow Mountain, likely because the high mountains blocked the southern moisture penetration, the places passed by Qishou seemed barren, often without human inhabitants for hundreds of miles.

However, the west side of Kunlong Snow Mountain was different, showing a scene of fertile land and waters. Here, the network of rivers is second only to Leizhou. Due to wasting over two months in the Reincarnation Dilemma, it is now mid-May, a late spring scene of thriving grass and singing orioles.

So, don’t always float in the sky, occasionally walking on the ground is also quite interesting. She muttered to herself in her mind.

Guided by Fatty Qi, Ning Xiaoxian and the two entered Wutuo City.

This city was unlike any she had traversed before; the streets weren’t very clean, the people weren’t particularly polite, and even the houses weren’t so tall and beautiful. However, as she and Tu Jin walked in, they felt the entire city was filled with the smell of money. She wondered, "Are there mostly businessmen here?"