In the distance, the remaining armies converged, forming a dark mass that made one’s scalp tingle.
At the sa ti, two figures stepped into the void, both exuding the aura of Saints.
They were the Cyan Dragon Monarch and the White Tiger Country Lord.
Along with the Sovereign of Xuanwu, a total of three Saints stood in the void, confronting the Vermilion Bird Country Lord.
The Vermilion Bird Country Lord’s expression changed dramatically.
Having just broken through to the Saint Realm, he was at the peak of his spirits, yet unexpectedly faced with the scene of the three countries attacking the city.
Even more shocking to him was that the three ancient countries, originally impossible to ally, had now joined forces to attack the Vermilion Bird Ancient Country.
"Father!"
Below, Bai Yu’Er communicated briefly, explaining the events that had transpired during this ti.
"So that’s how it is." The Vermilion Bird Country Lord’s pupils also trembled slightly.
Clearly, that young master had a formidable background.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to suppress the three ancient countries into submission.
Moreover, now the main issue was that their Vermilion Bird Ancient Country couldn’t withstand a million-strong army.
He couldn’t handle the three Sovereigns.
Not to ntion the mysterious force of that young master possibly overseeing everything, ready to move.
In this situation, even though the Vermilion Bird Country Lord had broken through to the Saint Realm, he was powerless to reverse the tides.
"Vermilion Bird Country Lord, I didn’t expect you not only recovered from your injuries but even broke through to the Saint Realm," the Cyan Dragon Monarch said, surprised.
Due to the secrecy of the news, the Cyan Dragon Monarch and the others were only now finding out.
"I didn’t expect that even you, the dignified Cyan Dragon Monarch, would have a ti to be soone’s dog," the Vermilion Bird Country Lord said with a dark expression, not in a good mood.
"Only the wise can adapt to circumstances. In front of that young master, you all are just mantises trying to stop a chariot," the Cyan Dragon Monarch sneered.
"But do you know that our Vermilion Bird Ancient Country has long been under the rule of one person," the Vermilion Bird Country Lord replied coldly.
"Oh, who might that be?" The Cyan Dragon Monarch frowned slightly.
"The Jun Family’s Divine Son," the Vermilion Bird Country Lord said.
At this, the allied forces of the three ancient countries fell silent.
The four words ’Jun Family’s Divine Son’ seed to have a peculiar deterrent power.
Even the Cyan Dragon Monarch’s pupils contracted, replying coldly: "Do you an to wrap yourself in a tiger’s skin to scare people? Why would the Jun Family’s Divine Son care about a re Vermilion Bird Ancient Country?"
"Believe as you wish, but if you don’t, you’ll regret it," the Vermilion Bird Country Lord said coldly.
"Even if it’s true, we have the young master backing us, so don’t use the Jun Family’s Divine Son to pressure us!" The Cyan Dragon Monarch’s expression darkened.
Xiao Chen himself had been crippled by Jun Xiaoyao, so naturally, the Cyan Dragon Monarch had no good impression of Jun Xiaoyao.
"No more words. March the army through the Vermilion Bird Ancient Kingdom Imperial City and capture Bai Yu’Er alive!"
With a command from the Cyan Dragon Monarch, a million troops attacked once again, overwhelming the Vermilion Bird Ancient Country’s army like a flood.
The White Tiger Country Lord and Sovereign of Xuanwu joined forces to suppress the Vermilion Bird Country Lord.
The Cyan Dragon Monarch reached out to grab Bai Yu’Er.
"Princess, be careful!"
The Grand General of the Vermilion Bird Ancient Country struck Bai Yu’Er away, then was instantly crushed into blood mist by a giant palm of mana.
"Grand General!" Bai Yu’Er’s heart bled.
"Princess, flee. We’ll hold them here!"
Nurous generals stood in front of the Cyan Dragon Monarch.
"Insignificant beings," the Cyan Dragon Monarch flicked his hand, causing individual figures to explode.
The might of a Saint, unstoppable!
anwhile in the sky, the Vermilion Bird Country Lord was also being suppressed continuously, coughing blood from the mouth.
Despite just breaking through to the Saint Realm, his realm was unstable, and he was besieged by two Saints.
Before long, the Vermilion Bird Country Lord was forced back, spitting blood from his mouth.
Below, the hundred-thousand-strong army of the Vermilion Bird Ancient Country was also slaughtered into disarray.
The impact of a million troops was terrifying.
The Vermilion Bird Ancient Country’s hundred-thousand-strong army, within just a quarter of an hour, was reduced to only thirty to forty thousand.
The army, crushed!
The high-ranking combat force, the Vermilion Bird Country Lord, severely injured!
All those generals were slapped to death by the Cyan Dragon Monarch with a single palm!
"Is the Vermilion Bird Ancient Country truly finished?"
At this mont, Bai Yu’Er was filled with utter despair.
"Surrender peacefully..." the Cyan Dragon Monarch’s expression was indifferent as he was about to reach out.
Bai Yu’Er closed her beautiful eyes, tears slipping from the corner of her eyes.
Just then, the world seed to suddenly fall silent for a mont.
All sounds seem to disappear.
In this silence, a suprely aloof and cold voice resounded.
"The people of I, the Divine Son, you dare to touch, Cyan Dragon Monarch, are you tired of living?"
A cold whisper, as if rising from the netherworld.
The entire battlefield fell into dead silence in an instant, as if frozen!
In the ears of the million troops around, that sentence seed to echo.
Who was it?
Who dared to speak to a Saint in such a tone?
Upon hearing this voice, Bai Yu’Er’s delicate body quivered, then suddenly opened her beautiful eyes, looking into the distance.
In the distant sky, terrifying shocks echoed, clouds shattering!
Four terrifying armies appeared with murderous intent as high as a rainbow!
Banners fluttered, blades glead, war chariots roared, divine steeds neighed!
Murderous aura surged to the heavens, plunging to the Nine Netherworld!
The terrifying killing intent from these four armies even made the million troops below feel a chill, as if falling into an icy abyss!
At the forefront of these four armies, a majestic and robust nine-headed lion, as if cast from gold, roared to the heavens!
The terrifying sonic wave of the Lion’s Roar shook the four corners and eight directions, terrifying everyone!
And on the golden war chariot drawn by the nine-headed lion, a figure cloaked in hazy Immortal Light stood with hands behind his back, face aloof, like a son of the Divine.
A cold, overbearing voice ca from his mouth.
"The Vermilion Bird Ancient Country belongs to I, the Divine Son. Whoever dares to act again, shall be executed without rcy!"
The phrase ’executed without rcy’ turned the world colorless, filled with unprecedented murderous intent!
"The Jun Family’s Wind Shadow Guard, listen!"
"The Jun Family’s Imperial Forest Guard, listen!"
"The Jun Family’s Fire Cavalry Guard, listen!"
"The Jun Family’s Mountain God Guard, listen!"
The Wind, Forest, Fire, and Mountain Four Guards shouted in unison, descending from the sky!
With a thunderous roar, the entire earth seed to tremble three tis!
Even though it was only an army of forty thousand, it made the three ancient countries’ million allied troops turn pale and feel excruciating fear!
"That’s the Jun Family’s Wind, Forest, Fire, and Mountain Four Guards!"
"Heavens, it’s the Jun Family’s army. The Jun Family has arrived!"
Upon seeing the ’Jun’ character on the banners, the soldiers of the three ancient countries turned pale and were frightened!
After all, the might of the Jun Family was too formidable.
The Wind, Forest, Fire, and Mountain were also the Jun Family’s flagship troops, with imasurable deterrence!
"It’s the Jun Family!" The expressions of the Cyan Dragon Monarch and others were also surprised.
Jun Xiaoyao’s words made the Cyan Dragon Monarch’s expression unsightly.
On the side of the Vermilion Bird Ancient Country, everyone was shocked, stunned, and disbelieving!
Finally, they showed astonishnt and ecstasy!
"It’s the Jun Family, the Jun Family’s Divine Son has co to save us!" an old minister of the Vermilion Bird Ancient Country cried with joy.
Bai Yu’Er’s delicate body trembled, jade hands covering her red lips, too excited that tears continuously fell from her eyes.
That figure she thought of day and night had finally appeared.
Still clad in clothes whiter than snow, still so transcendental and celestial!
At this mont, Jun Xiaoyao seed like the savior!
He was the only God in Bai Yu’Er’s heart!
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