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Chapter 742: Blackened
Chapter 742: Blackened
September 25, 2017
As night fell, deep within the foreign grasslands, inside Wu Yanba's tent.
Upon realizing that he was being watched by the Xianbei tribesmen, Wu Yanba's face darkened. Given his temperament, he would have normally erupted right then and there, killing without hesitation, letting blood flow like a river.
In fact, Wu Yanba almost did explode, but before he could, he remembered the scroll hidden in his embrace, and forced himself to suppress his anger.
He was well aware that if he lost control at this moment, he would likely never leave this tent.
Wu Yanba had become the leader of the Wuhuan clan not only because of his status and strength, which was close to a 90 in combat power, but also due to his strategic wit.
The fact that the Xianbei had come to surround and monitor him proved that many of the Wuhuan leaders under his command had already abandoned him. This situation would only lead to more difficulties and make it harder for him to escape.
It was under these circumstances that Wu Yanba, after silently stewing for over ten minutes outside the tent, turned around and re-entered.
Not long after he went back into the tent, his personal guard left. He was going to find the only person who could save Wu Yanba at this moment, who also happened to be his most loyal subordinate.
Twenty to thirty minutes had passed since Wu Yanba's personal guard left, and there was still no news. Wu Yanba sat quietly, his expression gradually calming from his initial anger.
He sat in the center of the tent, a large saber in his hand, waiting silently.
Finally, after another ten minutes, his tent was suddenly opened, and a tall, robust man with a stern face walked in.
"Huyan Shan, what's the situation outside?" Wu Yanba's eyes flashed with sharpness as he looked at the man before him. "Are they planning to abandon me? A bunch of fools, don't they know what kind of person Lu HaiKong is? He's a hungry wolf, and in his eyes, we're just a flock of lambs. Is there any room for compromise between a wolf and a lamb?"
"Chief, there's nothing we can do. They're scared, and no one dares to fight," Huyan Shan shook his head.
At these words, Wu Yanba was stunned, then fell silent for a while. "You too?"
It was a question, but Wu Yanba's tone was certain. He wasn't stupid. When he sent his personal guard to call for Huyan Shan, he already had a vague guess, and when Huyan Shan arrived, Wu Yanba had already known that his most loyal subordinate had long ago turned his back on him.
"Why?" Wu Yanba asked coldly, looking at his once most loyal subordinate.
Huyan Shan seemed surprised that he had been exposed so quickly. Facing Wu Yanba's interrogation, he was still in a daze until he saw Wu Yanba's cold face, and then he calmed down.
After a long silence, Huyan Shan raised his head and looked straight into Wu Yanba's eyes. "For the sake of our people!"
Wu Yanba was stunned. He had thought of many answers, for power, for women, for his own survival, but he had never expected this one. This answer shocked him and made him feel nauseous, so much so that he couldn't control his laughter.
"For the sake of our people? What a powerful reason!"
As he laughed, Wu Yanba stood up, saber in hand, and walked towards Huyan Shan. Huyan Shan didn't seem surprised at all, drawing his own saber and preparing to block Wu Yanba.
Wu Yanba, Huyan Shan, and Yuwen Kuo were known as the three great experts of the Wu and Xianbei tribes, all possessing a combat power of 89. At this moment, if anyone could stop Wu Yanba from breaking out of the encirclement, it would be Huyan Shan.
Huyan Shan was well aware of this, and he had prepared himself to stop Wu Yanba from the start.
However, just as Huyan Shan was about to take a stance, he felt his body go soft, unable to move.
Before Huyan Shan could react to what was happening, Wu Yanba pounced like a fierce tiger and took his head off with a single stroke.
"You shouldn't have come," were Huyan Shan's last words before his head was severed, his life not yet completely gone.
From the beginning, Wu Yanba had set a trap, intending to kill Huyan Shan.
In fact, when he sent someone to call for Huyan Shan, Wu Yanba's heart was in conflict. On one hand, he wanted him to come, and on the other, he didn't.
Wu Yanba was well aware that if Huyan Shan came under these circumstances, it was likely that he had already betrayed him. Such a betrayal by his closest brother was something that no one could easily accept.
Whether he could accept it or not, the facts were not subject to his personal will.
After personally eliminating his most trusted subordinate, Wu Yanba didn't hesitate. He immediately changed into Huyan Shan's clothes and, under the watchful eyes of everyone, walked out of the tent.
Amidst the surrounding gazes, he left the encirclement outside his tent. Before those watching could react, Wu Yanba swiftly departed the tribe, heading towards the scroll left for him by Xu Zifu.
Not long after his departure, the situation in his tent was discovered, causing an uproar throughout the entire camp. Soon after, a large number of cavalry emerged, their eyes filled with murderous intent as they pursued Wu Yanba.
The Uxian Allied Forces were not an indestructible unit. In the current battle situation, they directly abandoned Wu Yanba, their leader, and used him as a bargaining chip for peace negotiations. How could they let this bargaining chip escape before the talks even began?
Under the pursuit of his own people, Wu Yanba fought his way to the basin indicated by Xu Zifu.
If it weren't for Xu Zifu's final ingenious strategy, Wu Yanba, having exhausted all other options, wouldn't have ventured into this basin at this time. Entering such a basin under these circumstances was akin to cutting off his own retreat.
But Wu Yanba was truly out of options, so he plunged headfirst into the basin without a backward glance.
As soon as he entered the basin, Wu Yanba was hit by a putrid stench. Though not entirely familiar, he knew it was the smell of rotting corpses.
The nauseating odor assaulted his senses, causing Wu Yanba to frown. However, he had no choice but to proceed, steeling himself as he ventured deeper.
As he advanced, Wu Yanba saw the basin littered with decomposing bodies, both human and animal.
The darkness of night, the stench of decay, and the sight of countless corpses combined to make this place even more eerie and terrifying.
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Amidst this eerie atmosphere, Wu Yanba took one step after another towards the center of the basin. There, he spotted a black cloud of gas.
"Go over there and pick it up!"
This was the voice that echoed in Wu Yanba's mind upon seeing the black mist, his own voice, deep and resonant, yet carrying an uncanny persuasiveness that he couldn't refuse.
Wu Yanba's eyes grew distant as he took step after step towards the black cloud.
As he neared the cloud, his vision suddenly cleared, causing him to break into a cold sweat. He took a dozen steps back, his face filled with fear as he stared at the black mist.
He had a feeling that if he hadn't reacted in time, he would have been dead.
The overwhelming sense of terror and crisis made his heart tremble. He contemplated turning back, not wanting to approach the black mist. But just then, a large number of cavalry poured into the basin.
Seeing this, Wu Yanba sadly realized he had no way out.
"Damn it! I, Wu Yanba, refuse to die like this!"
With countless pursuers behind him and the terrifying black mist ahead, Wu Yanba clenched his teeth and roared, charging into the black mist.
As he did, he discovered a long sword within the mist, its design strangely unique.
The moment he laid eyes on the sword, Wu Yanba instinctively reached out and grasped it. As he did, the swirling black mist surged into his body, and he felt his strength increase to an incredible degree. Simultaneously, a layer of black armor began to form around his body.
The situation before Wu Yanba mirrored Meng Qu's blackening, with a slight difference: this individual now held a strangely shaped long sword.
Just as Wu Yanba's black armor solidified, thousands of cavalry rushed in, witnessing the scene.
In that instant of confrontation, Wu Yanba's eyes ignited with two black flames. Wu Yanba's lips curled into a cold smile, and he brandished the sword, charging at the cavalry.
The slaughter began.
With the strange long sword in hand, Wu Yanba's strength intensified to an astonishing level. Combined with his status as the most formidable member of the Uxian tribes, he became invincible at that moment.
Wherever Wu Yanba went, no one could withstand a single blow from his sword.
Stranger still, as he slew more and more, the black mist surrounding him thickened, and his power seemed to escalate with each kill...
(End of Chapter)
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