"Trapped Formation Breaking Army Tune, a melody to honor the military spirit! The veteran general, wielding his battle-axe, marches to the Wolf Pass!"
The moment the war drums sounded, a fierce gale swept across the battlefield. The Dao Essence Laws transformed into countless fireflies, rapidly coalescing across the battlefield.
The *Trapped Formation Breaking Army Tune* was a composition created by Shen Zhao specifically for the Breaking Army Prefecture—or rather, a reward for completing a system task. When performed, its power shook the heavens and earth; even a Great Emperor would struggle to remain unmoved.
This formation tune could only be performed by generals who had mastered military formations and endured hundreds of battles. While it required a certain level of cultivation, its true power lay in the resilience of the Divine Soul. Only with an unbreakable Divine Soul could one unleash the tune's full might.
"Roar!"
A thunderous, powerful roar echoed through the void, accompanied by the tearing of space itself. A towering, hundred-zhang-tall phantom of a general materialized, wielding a golden halberd and striding forth to the rhythm of the battle song.
"The *Trapped Formation Breaking Army Tune*... it's truly the *Trapped Formation Breaking Army Tune*!"
Seeing the extraordinary phenomenon before her, Ji Bingyan's emotions overflowed. She collapsed to her knees, staring blankly at Shen Zhao's back as he beat the drum.
Without a word, she understood. This Chu Liuxiang was the Lord Prefect she had desperately sought after being reborn.
The Breaking Army Prefecture... the War God Shen Zhao!
With a flick of his battle-worn halberd, a battle cry erupted, instantly drowning out the heavenly king's sonic waves.
In an instant, explosions erupted from the direction of the Vajra Sect. The three hundred disciples at the forefront were sent flying by the sonic waves, while others burst into bloody fragments.
"Second Tune: Honoring the Fallen Heroes, Three Thousand Guardsmen Plow the King's Court."
"Haaah!"
The battle cry echoed through the heavens.
Behind General Soul stood three thousand armored warriors, standing in solemn formation. With synchronized, resolute steps, they advanced into the fray.
"Attack!"
At General Soul's command, the three thousand warriors closed ranks, their formation crushing the enemy's sonic waves into dust.
"Third Tune: Honoring the Loyal and Valiant, Yellow Sands Cannot Conceal Heroic Spirits."
General Soul brandished his long halberd, and in that instant, heaven and earth resonated. The very foundations of the world trembled, and the entire plain was filled with the thunderous roar of war.
*Boom!*
The Vajra Sect's sonic waves shattered completely. The overwhelming might of the army reduced over a thousand disciples to dust, and silence returned to the battlefield.
The battle concluded. Shen Zhao gently tapped the drum, and the battle spirits on the field stood in solemn formation before dissolving into the void.
Before he could even catch his breath, Ji Bingyan knelt before him. "Ji Bingyan of the Breaking Army Prefecture pays her respects to the Lord Prefect!"
Her eyes were crimson, and a single tear traced a path down her delicate cheek. Trembling, she whispered, "Lord Prefect, I've finally waited for you. I've finally... waited for you... Waaahhh..."
After speaking, she could no longer suppress her emotions and knelt before Shen Zhao, weeping as if she had suffered the greatest injustice.
Shen Zhao sighed and raised his hand. "Get up, Bingyan. I'm no longer the Lord Prefect. You don't need to treat me as you did in our past life."
Ji Bingyan's delicate body trembled, and she asked nervously, "Lord Prefect, why do you say such things? Have you abandoned me?"
Shen Zhao cleared his throat. "I mean, in this life, I never established the Breaking Army Prefecture, nor did I become the Great Yin's Imperial Son-in-Law. You don't need to be like this."
A flicker of joy crossed Ji Bingyan's face. "Lord Prefect, are you saying you're no longer the Great Yin Empress's husband?"
"Of course not. I left Chang'an three years ago and have had no connection with the Yin Tian Dynasty since."
"That's wonderful!" Ji Bingyan blurted out instinctively, unable to conceal her delight.
Seeing Shen Zhao's darkened expression, she immediately lowered her head. "Lord Prefect, I beg your forgiveness. I didn't mean to..."
Shen Zhao thought to himself: *Damn it, your face is practically beaming with joy. How dare you say that? And you're still smiling? What the hell.*
"Get up first. Tell me, when did you return?"
"Yes, Lord Prefect. I returned three years ago, when..."
Meanwhile, a hundred li north of Yanhuang City,
Waves of spiritual energy erupted from the ground, creating thunderous explosions. The surrounding area, spanning over ten li, trembled violently under the immense force.
Suddenly, a massive detonation shook the earth, causing it to sink three zhang. Two figures shot out of the ground and soared into the air.
"Formless Prajna Hand!"
"Heavenly Wave Cloud Tome Force!"
Their palms met across the distance, distorting the air. After the Dao Essence Laws erupted in a chain of explosions, Darba and Ying Chaoyun used the force to separate, landing a hundred paces apart and adopting defensive stances.
"I never expected the Dragon Han Celestial Dynasty, beyond the Empress, to harbor a master of your caliber."
"The Central Domain is teeming with talent. Our cultivation techniques and martial arts are profound and complex—far beyond the comprehension of you barbarians."
"Very well. Since both our cultivation bases are severely depleted, let us cease hostilities for now. I will settle this with you another day!"
"Hmph, Darba. You broke our agreement and trespassed into the Central Domain. You should have been prepared to die."
Darba's eyes narrowed. "Are you truly determined to fight to the death?"
"To the death? Hmph..." Ying Chaoyun scoffed disdainfully. "Do you think you'll even live to leave this place today?"
"Stop putting on a show," Darba snapped. "You didn't expend any less spiritual energy than I did in that battle."
"Heh, then you'll have to try and see for yourself."
The Imperial Sword in Ying Chaoyun's hand dissolved into the void, and she raised her palm toward the sky.
Instantly, dense spiritual clouds gathered, swirling into a vortex that coalesced above her head.
A flicker of anxiety finally crossed Darba's face. "You... you didn't use your full power earlier?"
"Unfortunately, you figured that out too late. Now, give up your life."
Darba's pupils constricted as a vast, oppressive pressure surged from above, forcing her to the verge of kneeling.
"No! I won't die passively! I must stake my life in a desperate gamble!"
As a fourth-rank Great Emperor, Darba acted decisively at this critical juncture. With a roar, she leaped forward.
A hundred-zhang mountain materialized from the ground beneath her, and she unleashed her ultimate technique:
Vajra Manifestation: Mahāpramāṇa!
A wrathful Vajra Dharma Aspect tore through the void, its majestic form radiating overwhelming power.
Ying Chaoyun remained unfazed, absorbing the Dao Essence Laws from the swirling clouds.
Moments later, Darba's anxiety grew. She only channeled eighty percent of her energy before striking.
The Vajra Dharma Aspect mirrored her movements, its massive palm strike transforming into a radiant Buddhist light that descended upon Ying Chaoyun.
Ying Chaoyun was ready.
"Emperor... no..."
Just as she was about to unleash her ultimate technique to end the battle, Ying Chaoyun suddenly felt a sharp pain in her chest, and half of the spiritual energy and Dao Essence she had gathered instantly dissipated.
"The spiritual energy is scattering—how could this happen?"
Yet the arrow was already on the string, and she had no choice but to fire. Despite her confusion, Ying Chaoyun swiftly changed her stance and counterattacked.
"Heaven's Might Shakes Rivers!"
The moment their ultimate techniques collided, even Yanhuang City, over a hundred li away, trembled violently.
Two streams of Dao Essence Laws—one azure, one yellow—clashed across the distance. Soon, the colossal golden palm descended, completely overwhelming Ying Chaoyun's momentum.
Upon impact, the ground collapsed a thousand feet deep, leaving behind a crater the size of a football field.
But Ying Chaoyun had already vanished without a trace.
*Pfft!*
After securing victory, Darba could no longer suppress his internal injuries. He spat out a mouthful of blood and fell backward from the sky, tumbling down the collapsing mountainside.
"Master!"
Golden Sage Venerable immediately caught Darba.
"I'm fine."
After landing, Darba gradually regained his breath within a few breaths. Looking at the devastation around them, he wore a rare expression of solemnity.
"What's wrong, Master?"
"Nothing. We won't go to Yanhuang City for now. Find me a place to recuperate first. If the Empress discovers my current state, I'll be dead without a doubt. Also, tell the disciples not to act rashly. Under no circumstances should they enter the city without my command."
"Yes, I'll take you to recover first, Master."
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