Sealing the mountain, sacrificing to heaven.
At these words, Helian Bo’s cheeks twitched. He was unwilling, but the wound tearing at his shoulder was agonizing. He didn’t have the courage to refuse. The high priest, holding the Tuyuhun’s golden royal seal, had fallen into complete fanaticism.
The era when Tuyuhun reigned was the most prosperous period in the Western Regions in hundreds of years. The various kings did not miss that era, but these priests all yearned for it. He looked at the various kings, looking at the general from the Central Plains before him.
Should he heed and help these kings, the khan,
or this fierce general who charged chaos with just a few thousand n?
The bloodstains still hadn’t dried on the battle halberd.
After a mont of hesitation, his movents beca incredibly swift and without hesitation.
He respectfully bowed down: "Great King, your servant is here to welco your sacrifice to heaven. I am the teacher of the divine witches of various tribes and also the one presiding over this great sacrifice."
Li Guanyi responded with a hum, overlooking the battle situation. His spirit relaxed as he held the weapon. The noble cavalry of the Western Regions’ rear could not compare with the ferocious and cunning front-line Western Region armies that were like wolves.
The division of Li Guanyi scattered them, not even able to thoroughly engage as they had hoped, and the opposing side was already dispersed. Li Guanyi and the Beiwei Army, during this oppression, could not be compared to Wolf King’s five thousand Grey Wolf Guards.
But, it was over.
The most crucial point was to be able to cross a distance of ten thousand li and accurately locate [Juxu Mountain]. The battlefield of the Western Regions was just a node here. Li Guanyi’s gaze was far-reaching, as if he saw a battleground tens of thousands of li away.
On the true battlefield of the Western Regions, the vortex of the world’s great events was spinning madly.
Yuwen Tianxian, Yuwen Hua, Jiang Gao, Ye Buyi, Zhou Liuying, Zhou Pinglu.
These old friends were galloping across the battlefield.
Excellent, excellent.
Gentlen, wait!
Li Guanyi extended his hand, as if holding the distant Western Regions. The Nine Provinces Tripod in his chest roared. The fortune of various kings and khans and the tribes of each country rose like a flying eagle, like a giant sheep, and majestic yak.
And then they were swallowed by the fortune behind Li Guanyi. The white tiger strutted proudly, already possessing the might of the White Emperor. The fierce tiger swallowed the sheep, tore the flying eagle apart, and pushed forward in the most direct, domineering manner.
The Nine Provinces Tripod roared again.
After being satiated once more, the montum inside the Nine Provinces Tripod surged and almost gathered all the Thirty-six Tribes of the Western Regions. It filled nearly ninety percent, but suddenly it stopped moving.
Li Guanyi frowned slightly.
...It seems there are still so issues.
Have so not arrived, or has there been internal conflict or suppression?
At this mont, the high priest began to rebuild the altar. The kings trembled, daring not to speak again. The national fate and fortune they carried were suppressed, so they only felt that the young general sitting there was like a crouched fierce tiger, overlooking the world.
In their hearts ca wave after wave of tremors.
Only Li Guanyi closed his eyes, temporarily pressing down on this matter. The Nine Provinces Tripod in his chest, almost full, began to roar.
Li Guanyi sensed the intense human fortune.
Then, with the state of the Nine Provinces Tripod almost full, he locked onto a distant aura.
anwhile, tens of thousands of li away, inside Anxi City, the Nine-colored Divine Deer, resting quietly, suddenly felt soone calling her. She abruptly raised her head, looking around, her ears twitching.
She asked alertly: "Hmm??"
"Who is it?"
Li Guanyi’s voice said: "It is I, Li Guanyi."
The Nine-colored Divine Deer was stunned, then with a gentle voice, asked: "It’s you. You’ve entered the Western Regions very far now. Do you need to help you with anything?"
Li Guanyi replied: "Yes, indeed."
He held the battle halberd, sitting in the position of a deity, his battle robe slightly fluttering in the cold, vast wind of the Western Regions, looking at the Western Region army being managed and the kings wearing sacrificial garnts prostrate before him.
Too weak.
Li Guanyi thought to himself, having witnessed Yuwen Lie’s Tiger Barbarian Cavalry’s mastery and Wolf King’s fierce montum. The noble cavalry from the so-called noble bloodlines of the Western Regions’ rear couldn’t stir a ripple in his heart.
Such people were not his targets.
Wolf King, Yuwen Lie, Jiang Wanxiang.
Even that Jiang Su.
Were truly worthy opponents for battle.
This journey across tens of thousands of li, deep into enemy territory, and breaking the enemy’s generals was rely to et the Wolf King in a fair duel.
When Li Guanyi saw the sacrificial instrunts to heaven, one was painted with an image of the Nine-colored Divine Deer, exquisite and ancient. The high priest once said it was the oldest artifact, representing the most primordial and sacred legend of the Western Regions.
The Nine-colored Divine Deer...
Li Guanyi’s gaze shifted away from this divine artifact and replied in his heart:
"I have sothing I need you to witness."
The Nine-colored Divine Deer asked in confusion: "Witness?"
Li Guanyi responded with a hum, saying: "Aren’t you the greatest auspice of the Western Regions?"
The Nine-colored Divine Deer replied gently and humbly: "It’s just a title people added to initially. I can’t even protect myself, let alone shelter the people on this land. Without strength, how could I be called auspicious?"
Li Guanyi chuckled lightly, then answered:
"Then, today allow to give you a gift."
"Beco a true [Auspice]."
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