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Chapter 262: Lv Yang! Show Yourself!
Chapter 262: Lv Yang! Show Yourself!
The sun had long since dipped below the western mountains when Miao Yin finally realized something was wrong. The starlit sky stretched endlessly above her.
"Suo Huan, fellow cultivator?"
Miao Yin turned to look at Suo Huan beside her, only to find he'd begun weaving intricate patterns of Formation Art without her noticing. Lines of radiant energy coiled through the air like living threads.
What was he doing?
Before Miao Yin could react, a signal flare erupted in the distance, bursting into dazzling fireworks accompanied by thunderous shouts.
"We found them!"
"Got them cornered!"
The cacophony crashed like tidal waves, unrestrained and deafening. Simultaneously, the stars overhead flared brighter, as if awakened.
The ground trembled beneath Miao Yin's feet. Instinctively, she prepared to flee on a beam of light, but suddenly, crimson arcs of martial qi shot skyward around her, connecting with the constellations. An invisible pressure descended, snuffing out her escape like a candle in a storm.
"We're surrounded!"
Miao Yin's pupils contracted as realization struck. "Yuan Tu the Slaughterer... He wants me dead? All this is his doing?"
The gentle quake escalated into rolling thunder. Miao Yin could no longer float, forced to leap onto a towering tree. In the distance, the horizon darkened like spilled ink, rapidly solidifying into a tidal wave of black-clad soldiers charging toward her.
For the first time as a True Sage, she felt the crushing weight of sheer numbers.
Turning sharply, she saw Suo Huan had completed his Formation Art, standing within its radiant core.
"A teleportation formation?"
Relief flickered across Miao Yin's face as she pushed aside her hair, her dark eyes gleaming. But Suo Huan's expression remained cold as steel.
"Farewell."
Brilliant light collapsed inward, consuming Suo Huan. The formation dimmed instantly without his True Sage presence.
Miao Yin's smile froze on her porcelain face. A wave of dread she hadn't felt since becoming Chongguang's immortal consort rose in her chest. Her teeth clenched tightly as resentment toward Chongguang deepened.
"If only Chongguang were still here..."
The bitter thought sharpened her focus. She'd chosen this mountainous retreat for its tactical advantages—a perfect terrain for guerrilla warfare against conventional armies. But this wasn't conventional.
The advancing soldiers devoured everything—tree bark, roots, soil. Where they passed, lush forests became barren wastelands. They moved like locusts with human faces, leaving nothing behind.
"Lv Yang... How did you do this?"
Her musings ended as enemy soldiers spotted her.
"There! That's the Celestial Demon!"
"Kill the Celestial Demon on sight!"
The roar of thousands surged forward. A crushing wave of Destiny Star power slammed into Miao Yin. Her cultivation base, once Mid-Stage Foundation Building Perfection, crumbled under the pressure. Dantian energy unraveled completely. Half of her True Sage status vanished, leaving only raw, potent qi to face the endless horde.
"This is absurd!"
Miao Yin formed a seal. Her divine ability erupted like plucked strings, cleaving the frontmost soldiers. Blood bloomed across the battlefield like cruel flowers.
"Think I fear you?"
Her fingers danced, torrents of energy slicing through ranks of attackers. But each strike cost her dearly. After eliminating hundreds, her energy reserves dropped sharply.
The surrounding realm's toxic Spiritual Qi prevented recovery through cultivation. Like water without its source, she could only watch the tide of soldiers swell.
"I can't keep this up!"
"Where is Lv Yang?"
Miles away, Lv Yang sipped tea calmly in a cliffside pavilion, surrounded by elite guards. His orders flowed steadily.
"Advance the Eighth Battalion three meters."
"Yes, sir."
Under his command, the shattered formation reorganized. The battlefield below transformed. Miao Yin, once an elegant noblewoman, now stood blood-soaked and disheveled amidst carnage. She'd slain nearly ten thousand warriors—more than any sane army could sustain. Yet these soldiers pressed on, eyes bloodshot, untouched by fear or grief.
Half an hour later, another mountain of corpses piled high. Miao Yin's treasures lay exhausted. Her vision blurred from energy depletion. Before her stood fresh battalions—over a hundred thousand Warrior Initiates replacing the fallen.
Despair etched itself onto her face.
"LV Yang! I Know IT'S You!"
"Show Yourself!"
Her scream tore through the battlefield. The greatest torment? She'd never seen him. Never understood his betrayal. No clues, no warnings. How could he predict her schemes?
But Lv Yang remained silent. If Miao Yin harbored hidden techniques, his presence might turn the tide. Her cries echoed unanswered.
(End of Chapter)
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