216: Huo Jun's Edge

Within the canyon, thunder roared ceaselessly.

Where the Abyssal Thunder Dragon Riders' iron hooves trod, the Heavenly Wolf Guard's front line crumbled inch by inch.

Outside the Tianyan Battle Realm, at New Moon Plaza.

The previously boisterous discussions had, at some point, completely fallen silent.

One, two, ten, a hundred…

In the 'fallen' teleportation zone of the plaza, lights flashed continuously.

Soldiers, clad in the standard armor of the Heavenly Wolf Guard, were teleported out in droves, their faces filled with bewilderment and shock.

They bore no physical wounds, but the mental impact left them momentarily unsteady on their feet.

“I… ‘died’?”

A Heavenly Wolf Guard looked down at his hands, then up at the light screen.

Within the light screen, lightning raged, and iron hooves swept across the battlefield.

He recalled that he hadn’t even seen which direction the attack came from before a lightning spear pierced straight through the armor on his chest.

“How is this possible… our Immovable Rock Formation…”

“Cavalry charge, why could it be that fast?!”

More and more Heavenly Wolf Guard members were 'killed' and teleported out.

They gathered together.

Watching the lightning cavalry, which was rampaging through their own army formation on the light screen.

Their expressions shifted from bewilderment, to incomprehension, and finally to an indescribable shock and humiliation.

On the viewing platform, everyone held their breath.

If the Abyssal Thunder Dragon Riders' appearance was stunning.

Then at this moment, the fighting style they displayed was terrifying.

It was a perfect combination of long-range saturation strikes and ultra-high-speed penetration.

First, they cleansed the area with lightning spears, drawing defensive attention.

Then, with an uncharacteristically fast speed and power, they descended from the sky, piercing through with a single strike.

The entire tactical sequence flowed like water, too fast for anyone to react.

“This… is this cavalry, for crying out loud?”

A general from the logistics department swallowed hard.

He had overseen the equipment accounting for countless legions and was well-versed in the tactics of various troop types.

But the scene before him had already exceeded the scope of his understanding.

On the west side, in the Central Army Group's seating area, the atmosphere was terribly oppressive.

Wei Yun’s face was pale, and his lips trembled.

He looked at the dispirited Heavenly Wolf Guard members appearing in the plaza.

Then he looked at the Abyssal Thunder Dragon Riders, like Thunder Gods descended, on the light screen, and a chill ran down his spine to his scalp.

How could this be!

“What are you panicking about?”

A low reprimand made Wei Yun jump.

General Wei Feng sat still, his gaze still fixed on the light screen.

Only the hand holding the teacup returned to the table.

“It’s merely a successful sneak attack, catching the Heavenly Wolf Guard off guard.”

His voice was steady.

“The Heavenly Wolf Guard constantly carries out assault missions; defensive counterattacks are their strong suit.”

“Once Cui Bi stabilizes his position, regroups his troops, and unleashes his 13th-tier power and domain characteristics, the battle will naturally return to an even footing.”

He glanced at his good-for-nothing son and continued.

“Furthermore, the outcome of a legion battle never depends solely on the soldiers. Our side has two legends, Luo Yan and Cui Bi.”

“As long as Luo Yan can deal with that Bai Xiao, even if all the Heavenly Wolf Guard are gone, he alone will be enough to slaughter that cavalry unit.”

General Wei Feng’s words somewhat reassured the surrounding Central Army generals.

That’s right, this was the significance of a legendary powerhouse.

They were the stabilizing force of the battlefield, the ultimate power capable of turning the tide.

Luo Yan’s strength was evident to them all; at the fifteenth-tier, he was known as invincible among his peers, which was no exaggeration.

In the Southern Territory’s seating area.

Xiang Tian listened to the commotion over there, curled his lips, and was about to mock them, but Lin Yuan stopped him with a gesture.

Lin Yuan simply watched the light screen quietly.

He looked at Huo Jun, who sat atop his Storm Dragon Horse, overlooking the battlefield like a Thunder God, and appreciation overflowed.

However, no sooner had General Wei Feng finished speaking.

Within the Tianyan Battle Realm, the situation changed again!

In the scattered formation of the Heavenly Wolf Guard, Deputy Legion Commander Cui Bi roared repeatedly.

The earthy yellow aura around him surged, attempting to forcefully gather the dispersed soldiers and, with himself as the core, reconstruct the Immovable Rock defense line.

He was indeed an excellent general.

Even in such a chaotic situation, he still managed to curb the collapse of his subordinate troops through his powerful command ability.

But precisely because of this, he became the most conspicuous target on the entire battlefield.

High in the sky, Huo Jun’s gaze fell upon him.

He would not give the Heavenly Wolf Guard any chance to breathe.

“Skyfall Thunder.”

Huo Jun raised his left hand, splayed his five fingers, and gently clenched them towards the ground below.

Instantly, the endless thunderclouds covering the entire thunderous kingdom of the canyon began to spin wildly, forming an immense vortex.

The center of the vortex was an extremely dazzling gold.

The next moment, tens of thousands of golden divine thunders poured down like a cascading heavenly river, like a waterfall!

This was no longer a battle technique, but a natural disaster.

The range of the thunderfall encompassed the Heavenly Wolf Guard troops, who were regrouping around Cui Bi.

Every divine thunderbolt carried an aura of annihilating everything.

“Immovable Rock Canopy!”

Cui Bi felt a fatal threat; he poured all his strength into defense.

A thick, heavy, yellowish-brown canopy, as if condensed from the entire earth, stretched above his head.

Boom boom boom boom—

Thunder and the canopy collided, creating a deafening roar.

The crowd in front of the light screen only saw a vast expanse of white light, unable to discern anything clearly.

And within this destructive light, Huo Jun moved again.

He spurred his Storm Dragon Horse, his figure transforming into a straight bolt of lightning, diving down from high altitude, his lightning spear held high.

All the lightning power of the entire Thunderous Kingdom, along with his own legendary laws, converged madly towards that long spear.

A ferocious dragon head, composed of pure lightning laws, formed at the spear tip, emitting a silent roar.

“Thunderbolt Piercing Spear.”

No superfluous movements.

Huo Jun threw the lightning spear in his hand.

It was no longer a spear.

It was a thunder dragon that pierced through heaven and earth, tore through space, and annihilated all light and darkness in its path!

It passed through the thousands of thunderbolts that were wildly bombarding the area.

All the violent energy along its path was absorbed, transforming into even greater power.

Faster, stronger!

With a speed that surpassed thought, it directly struck the “Immovable Rock Canopy” that was fully resisting the Skyfall Thunder.

That yellowish-brown canopy, which was said to be able to resist everything, was pierced through like thin paper the moment it came into contact with the thunder dragon.

The thunder dragon’s momentum did not diminish, and it pierced through Cui Bi beneath the canopy.

This legendary powerhouse, renowned for his defense, along with his armor and unwilling roars.

Just like that.

In the lightning, he was disintegrated, evaporated inch by inch, turning into the most basic particles, returning to nothingness.

One spear, instant kill.

The thunder dragon's residual power did not dissipate, continuing forward.

It plowed a terrifying, bottomless gully on the ground, whose edges were covered with spatial cracks, extending all the way to the end of the canyon.

When the light dissipated and the thunder subsided.

New Moon Plaza was silent.

Everyone’s gaze.

Was fixed on the enormous gully that traversed the entire battlefield.

Fixed on the figure in the light screen who slowly retracted his throwing posture, still seated atop his Storm Dragon Horse.

In the Central Army Group’s seating area.

The teacup General Wei Feng had placed on the table.

With a 'crack', silently turned into dust, slipping through his fingers.

His face was as dark as ink; his calm and composed analysis from earlier now sounded like a joke.

“Gulp.”

Someone, he didn’t know who, swallowed with difficulty.

And at the other end of the battlefield.

Luo Yan.

This legion commander of the Heavenly Wolf Guard, the arrogance and disdain on his face had long vanished without a trace.

He looked at Bai Xiao not far away, then at the bottomless gully in the distance, and at Huo Jun, who was like a god in the sky.

He finally understood what kind of monsters he was facing.

“Your companion is dead.”

“You should also be on your way.”

Bai Xiao’s voice was as cold as ever.

Luo Yan couldn't help but grip the giant battle blade in his hand tighter.

Cui Bi’s aura had disappeared.

This meant that he had lost his most reliable backing, and it also meant that he had become the sole and last hope of this defeated legion.

“Kill him, avenge Cui Bi!”

“Kill him, we still have a chance!”

The remaining Heavenly Wolf Guard soldiers placed all their hope on him.

He was the soul of the Heavenly Wolf Guard; he could not retreat.

Luo Yan took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

When he opened them again, his eyes were filled with bloodlust.

A ferocious killing intent and battle intent surged from him.

“Come!”

He let out a roar like a wounded lone wolf, charging towards Bai Xiao.

Bai Xiao stood still.

On the Soul Sword in his hand, a pale white sword intent of annihilation slowly flowed.