The Prince Puyang, who overthrew emperors several tis, gradually succumbed to his brutal nature. The Taiping Duke personally defeated him, but while the Prince Puyang survived, the Taiping Duke perished. The Wolf King looked at the dark golden face mask, the Qilin, and that spirited deanor.
Li Guanyi exhaled loudly.
The divine power surged again.
The Fierce Tiger Sky Shouting Halberd slashed down fiercely.
The Wolf King retreated.
Leading the remnants, facing Li Guanyi’s forces, he was still able to battle top-tier warriors including Li Guanyi, Qilin, Yue Qianfeng, and Yan Xuanji alone, showcasing the formidable strength of the Wolf King.
Li Guanyi borrowed the might of the Qilin, relying on the traits of the Immortal Body.
Continue to fight!
Yue Qianfeng and Yan Xuanji did not have the recuperative abilities of Li Guanyi, only assisting in the formation, so the army halted, turning into a clash where the generals bore the enhancent of their formations.
Li Guanyi at the peak of the Seventh Heavens, and the Fire Qilin at the peak of the Seventh Heavens.
With nearly double the military might, supported by Yue Qianfeng and Yan Xuanji, utilizing the traits of the Immortal Body, they forcefully held their ground against the Wolf King. Back and forth, neither side yielded. Li Guanyi’s blood surged, but the aging Wolf King also felt the strain on his body.
The Divine General’s strength lies in terrifying command.
The Wolf King’s greatest traits and foundation could not be fully unleashed.
But even so, these scenes were enough to be deeply moving. Li Guanyi’s halberd suddenly slashed down, the Fire Qilin roared, and the Old Wolf King gasped, feeling the rush of blood even at this age, suddenly bursting into laughter:
"Co, Li!"
The wind in their mories roared.
’Co, to battle to the death!’
’Li Wanli!’
"Co!!!"
He discarded his ambition, leaving behind his obsession and the fact that tens of thousands of troops still stood behind him. Even though he was now white-haired, a man was still a youth, rembering the encounters of his younger days.
Even such a ruthless hero could have monts of reckless impulse, tis when reasoning was set aside.
Enemies to one another, yet friends as well, trusting one another with their lives.
So many past events turned into the final bit of determination, eventually becoming an obsession in the old Wolf King’s heart, longing to once again take up arms and fight alongside the old friends on the battlefield, whether as foes or allies.
In that year.
The Wolf King was stripped of his martial arts and exiled to the frontier lands.
The Taiping Duke escorted him out.
Li Wanli said that when the world was finally at peace, he too would lay down his arms and return to the fields. Then, he would ride a horse, traveling the lands they had fought to unite and pacify, to see him, bringing the finest wine the world had to offer.
By that ti, they would beco neighbors, farming together, drinking tea together.
Then they could reminisce about the past together.
And then he ca.
Bringing with him cold tidings of death.
Accompanied by the poison and scheming of the palace.
The Qilin, which had subdued the nature of the Gray Wolf, fell in the palace, while chaos reigned across the land. The once-tad Wolf drank the entire cup of wine, placed the two goblets on the self-made table, took up his weapon once more, and stepped into the turbulent world.
"Co, battle!!!"
The Wolf King roared and swung his blade, shattering the past. The fangs and claws of the Gray Wolf ripped apart both the White Tiger and the Red Dragon. Blood surged from Li Guanyi’s mouth, his eyes glaring fiercely, as in the midst of his long howl, the Dharma Form of the Fire Earth Auspicious Qilin erged, and the battle halberd clashed with the Wolf King’s weapon.
Boom!!!
The aura of the Fire Qilin surged explosively, connecting with Li Guanyi.
Taoist Sect’s Absolute Skill: Fire Heaven Great Prosperity.
[Fire in Heaven, Great Prosperity; the noble restrains evil and promotes good, following heaven and relaxing fate.]
[Fire Heaven Great Prosperity, Follow Heaven and Relax Fate].
The Qilin Power at the peak of the Seventh Heavens, Li Guanyi of the Seventh Heavens.
The two qi chanisms rged, forcibly breaching the gate of the Seventh Heavens.
The power of this move exploded to reach beyond the Eighth Layer Heaven.
With the strength of the army, exerting all one’s power.
Li Guanyi gripped his halberd, slashing downward with fierce force, and the Wolf King raised his long-handled double-edged war blade.
Death move against death move!
The Gray Wolf and the Qilin reunited on the battlefield.
Boom!!!
The airwaves exploded, as if splitting a vast chasm in the earth, spreading to either side. Li Guanyi’s arm muscles tore, and his internal organs suffered varying degrees of intense impact, yet he kept his eyes wide open, gripping his weapon tightly, pressing down.
The Wolf King’s helt flew off, his hair and beard wildly disheveled, blood continuously trickling from the corners of his mouth as he looked at the Divine General riding the Qilin, wearing the dark gold face mask, and softly spoke:
"Every ti, it’s you who stops ..."
The Wolf King’s weapon turned, clashing again with Li Guanyi’s halberd.
Both sides retreated.
The Qilin stubbornly held its ground, not collapsing as it did before, or as it did many years ago, trembling yet still maintaining its combat power. With wide-open eyes, it gathered the fiery breath in its mouth once more.
The so-called Qilin, the so-called Divine Beast.
It lay in the ability to inspire everyone, even in the most difficult situations.
That’s true auspiciousness!
Li Guanyi, with the blood still in his mouth, raised his weapon, pointing at the Wolf King, still mounted on the Qilin, the Divine General spoke: "You’re wrong, Prince Puyang."
"Your opponent is ."
The Divine General on the Qilin removed the face mask, revealing a face similar but distinct underneath the dark gold mask:
"Li Guanyi."
Thus, the Wolf King fell silent, that dreamlike battle finally returned to reality. His hair and beard were all white, but the heroic general before him was not the person of the past, and yet the Wolf King didn’t feel desolate; instead, he laughed heartily and with satisfaction: "Good, good, good!"
"Every generation has its talents."
"This is very good, very good indeed."
"Marquis Qin Wu, very good."
The injured Wolf King lowered his gaze slightly, chuckling: "Today’s battle, too, made my heart tremble for a mont. This life of regret now has one less. How unfortunate, how unfortunate."
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