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Now reading: Chapter 1145 605: The Return of Erlang from The Blade-Wielding Legend, a Eastern novel by Zhang Laoxi.

Boom!

The explosion was deafening, and debris scattered everywhere.

Sha Lifei, soone who usually liked to exaggerate in his speech, was equally excessive with gunpowder; he claid it was just a little, but in truth, he was always worried it wasn't enough.

This ti, he used up all his stock.

"Earth Listening" Yue San'er was no doubt an old-school Earth Master; not necessarily a Fengshui master, but his positioning was extrely accurate.

The explosion occurred just below the city gate.

Here, a Corpse Pile once hung underground, considered a rit, and was left undisturbed during the construction of Shu Prince Mansion, with large vats buried for listening to underground movents.

As a result, there were plenty of cracks in the ground here.

The explosion of the new gunpowder directly lifted the entire section of land.

After the debris scattered, a large pit appeared, and the vermilion copper-studded palace gate of Shu Prince Mansion collapsed in the firelight.

Even the surrounding city walls cracked and collapsed, leaving openings.

The Shu king's army, gathered on the square in front of the gate, was struck by falling debris, causing many to bleed from head injuries.

The well-arranged military formation showed vulnerabilities.

What's more troubling was that several surrounding Array Flags were knocked over by boulders, and large white mourning lanterns fell, ignited by the candle flas.

The Soul Summoning Lamp Great Array subsequently lost its effect.

Almost instantly, a whirlwind of snow wrapped in fog surged in, like a breaking dam flooding, engulfing the Shu Prince Mansion's army.

Even the distant mourning lanterns burned and shattered successively.

This thick fog was triggered by the Dragon Palace Secret Realm, with little Evil Qi but heavy moisture, causing blizzards with not much power.

The chaos in Chengdu Prefecture was due to the "Joyful God Money," hints from those Red Lanterns, and the thick fog from the Dragon Palace Secret Realm together causing such a disturbance.

Shu king's soldiers jumped in shock, realizing they weren't injured.

However, as the fog and snow howled in front of them, their vision was obstructed, leaving them in a white blur where nothing was visible.

"Hold your ground!"

"Hold your ground!"

The Black Feather Guards rode on horseback, shouting loudly.

They snapped back from their shock, trying to stabilize their positions.

However, the army from Chongqing Prefecture wouldn't miss this opportunity, raising their guns to pull the triggers and shoot.

They had various types of firearms.

So shot bamboo thunder arrows, crashing into enemy formations with a boom.

Others released the wind fire crows in rows.

These were kite-like things, with bamboo and wood as the skeleton, shaped with paper, carrying viscous kerosene.

With the favorable wind, it was the perfect ti for release.

A dense mass of wind fire crows rose into the air, along with the fog and snow, flying over high walls and landing inside the Shu King Palace.

Several large halls were imdiately set afla.

And all of this was just the appetizer.

"Clear the way!"

Wu Ba roared like a descended Vajra, with a huge body carrying the Tiger Venerate Cannon, waving to push aside the soldiers obstructing his path, lighting the fuse.

With a thunderous boom, the mighty weapon spewed a fiery tongue three feet long, countless fragnted bullets scread into the fog.

The terrible destructive power was instantly evident.

The Shu Prince Mansion's soldiers had long ford a military formation, with giant shields in the front for defense, shooting guns from the rear.

The Tiger Venerate Cannon roared, shattering the heavy shields in the front and leaving the soldiers behind riddled with wounds, with flesh and blood flying.

Wu Ba was exceedingly formidable.

His physical body was extraordinarily strong, having used it several tis, already accustod to the cannon's power, circulating force throughout his body, and stepping back several steps, with bricks beneath him cracking.

Though in distress, he still stood tall.

Thump!

He placed the heavy Tiger Venerate Cannon down, with three soldiers hurriedly approaching to clean the cannon bore, replace the bullets, and insert the gunpowder package.

In the past, Wu Ba alone would be overwheld even at his quickest.

With assistance from others, it took only a brief mont.

He held onto the Tiger Venerate Cannon, igniting the fuse again.

Boom!

The thunderous sound turned the distant fog and snow red...

After successive blows, Shu Prince Mansion's troops suffered heavy losses, compounded by previous suspicions, and morale plumted to rock bottom.

"Go!"

An astute flag commander pulled his brothers away to flee.

Because the fog obscured their vision, the Black Feather Guards monitoring the military couldn't stop them, and didn't even notice.

Where there's a first, there's a second.

As more fled, the military formation completely collapsed.

"Kill!"

Zhao XianDa suddenly stood up, waving a long sword and shouting furiously.

The Thousand Households from Chongqing Guard Station also loudly issued orders.

"Kill!"

Nurous soldiers charged out from dark alleys, surging like a tide, scattering the assembled army formation, flooding through the gap into the Royal Palace.

In other wars, victory or defeat would have been decided by now.

However, this ti, the power was far beyond mortals.

Under the command of King Shu, many Southwest Evil Cultivators and masters from the Salt Gang who had defected had gathered on the city walls in front of Chengyun Gate.

Unlike from Dujiangyan, they ca for profit, not intending to truly serve King Shu, and watching the demolished walls and Duanli Gate made their scalps tingle.

Yet, they did not dare to run away.

Because two fierce gods were beside them.

One was a Blood Nuodancer.

The other was the Black Sect's lama Duoji Zhaxi.

Though they were not as good as Zhao Jie, they were also trusted aides of King Shu, aware that the plan was to seize the Nine Tripod.

Having grown old, the Nine Tripod was their last opportunity.

Watching the troops swarming below, Blood Nuodancer gritted his teeth and directly pulled the bamboo tube.

Swoosh—boom!

A firework ascended, exploding in mid-air.

The square in front of Chengyun Hall was the largest in the palace.

The sacrificial stove Nuodance had been held there before.

Situ Qian and Zhao Jie's two magic platforms were located there.

At this mont, Situ Qian was dressed in Zhong Kui opera attire.

Beside him was the Netherworld Stage.

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