506: Chapter 506 Absolute Trap, One Man Against a Million Soldiers

Great Yan Imperial Palace!

Yan Zhao took a deep breath, his eyes flickering with determination as he spoke calmly, "Two years ago, the Sovereign of the Daxuan Heavenly Dynasty, Emperor Gu Xuan, personally traveled to the Void Ancient Dragon Clan and spoke secretly with the Dragon Phoenix Zi Yan for two days and two nights."

"On the third day, Hun Tiandi was officially listed as a major enemy of both the Daxuan Heavenly Dynasty and the Void Ancient Dragon Clan."

"This Hun Tiandi is extremely mysterious. His name is the same as the Clan Leader of the Hun Clan back then; the Hun Clan is a taboo on the Fighting Qi Continent."

The white-haired man looked shocked. He certainly wasn't their match now, yet the Daxuan Sovereign still chose to set this death trap to lure him out.

It turned out that while Hun Tiandi was stirring up trouble in the Central Plains, the Daxuan Heavenly Dynasty and the Void Ancient Dragon Clan, as top-tier powers of the Central Plains, were already watching him.

To prevent endless future trouble, they had to eliminate this hidden threat now, before he had fully grown.

"Will the Daxuan Sovereign also participate?" the white-haired man asked in surprise.

"The Daxuan Sovereign's wedding is imminent. His subordinates will handle the rest..." Yan Zhao said solemnly.

"No wonder we were asked to mobilize half our strength. Regardless of the final outcome, this Hun Tiandi will surely find it impossible to escape."

"Indeed. Setting this trap is an absolute ambush, and the power invested is immense."

"With the Daxuan Heavenly Dynasty, the Void Ancient Dragon, the Gu Clan, and half the strength of the Great Yan Empire, Hun Tiandi will surely die," the white-haired man said excitedly.

"It is an honor for Hun Tiandi to die in such a trap," the black-haired man said with a wicked smile.

"Although doing this is somewhat beneath our status, the harvest from our scheme will be huge. The Daxuan Sovereign gets Lei Xuanji and the treasure left by the Lei Clan, and the Void Ancient Dragon Clan becomes the Heavenly Dynasty's State Beast."

"Hun Tiandi dies, and the Dazheng Dynasty is annihilated. A perfectly absolute plan."

An excited expression appeared on Yan Zhao's majestic face.

"Then let us wait for Hun Tiandi to come and seek his death!" The white-haired man felt a sense of gratification.

Two months later, Hun Tiandi's group arrived at the borders of the Lei Clan's territory. In a massive city, they located the people from the Darong Chamber of Commerce.

In the backyard, Hun Tiandi stood with his hands behind his back. Behind him were Liu Ling, the Sword-Holding Elder, Mud Bodhisattva, and five Dou Zun experts from the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan.

"Deliver this letter to Sound Valley and place it into the hands of the Master of Sound Valley," Hun Tiandi said in a deep voice.

"Yes!" The person in charge of this branch of the chamber of commerce nodded respectfully.

Hun Tiandi found five such different contacts to ensure the letter was delivered safely and secretly.

Only then did he lead the group out of the city.

"Your Majesty, where are we going now?" Liu Ling inquired.

"To Juetian Cliff, to intercept the bridal sedan!" Hun Tiandi said indifferently.

"Yes!" Liu Ling and the others replied respectfully.

Juetian Cliff was a location within the Great Yan Empire. Based on the information Hun Tiandi had gathered from Darong, he had analyzed that this was a mandatory path for the welcoming procession.

It was an incredibly massive mountain range with ten-thousand-fathom cliffs. In the center was a single road that split the endless mountains in two.

The wedding procession would definitely take this road.

Hun Tiandi's group arrived early to wait.

Three days later, atop Juetian Cliff, they looked at the massive procession and the rumbling sounds in the distance. The wedding army was extremely grand, numbering a full million soldiers.

A dense, black mass entered Hun Tiandi's vision.

With the playing of music and the beating of gongs and drums, it was extremely lively. When the Daxuan Sovereign married his Empress, there was naturally no lack of spectacle.

Naturally, the livelier the better; compared to the quiet elegance of cultivators, it seemed quite vulgar.

However, for a Sovereign's wedding, there was no need for aloofness. The grander it was, the more the whole world would know.

Only then would it show how much the Sovereign valued the Empress.

Emperor Gu Xuan valued Lei Xuanji very much, so the etiquette was naturally more grand.

The million-strong army was merely the welcoming party, responsible for protecting Lei Xuanji's safety along the way.

Hun Tiandi stood atop the mountain peak, Juetian Cliff within his gaze, waiting in the breeze.

This was a well-trained army of the Daxuan Heavenly Dynasty, the dynasty's trump card.

Yet, on Hun Tiandi's side, there were only eight people.

"Don't interfere. I will handle this!" Hun Tiandi said coldly.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Liu Ling and the others behind him exchanged glances, nodded slightly, and stepped back.

The five Dou Zun experts from the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan were completely dumbfounded at this point.

Although before leaving the clan, Clan Leader Feng Qing'er had ordered the five of them to obey Hun Tiandi's commands...

A seven-star Dou Huang? Blocking a million-strong army?

Their worldview completely collapsed at this moment.

The million-strong army drew closer and closer. Half an hour later, they were within a hundred fathoms of Hun Tiandi.

Looking at the million-strong army, it was a vast sea of black. As far as the eye could see, there were people—countless well-trained soldiers.

They possessed an aura capable of crushing mountains and splitting seas.

The leading general rode a magical beast that looked like a Horned Dragon, a full hundred fathoms in size, radiating a fierce and ominous aura.

The moment he saw Hun Tiandi, he waved his hand, and the army behind him halted.

Hun Tiandi glanced at the massive bridal sedan in the center. It was protected by formations, making it impossible to peer inside.

Inside should be the future Empress, Lei Xuanji.

The breeze blew against his green robes, making them flutter. Behind Hun Tiandi was Juetian Cliff, and atop the peak was the waiting group led by Liu Ling.

In front of Hun Tiandi was the million-strong army, densely packed with people.

This was a massive force.

"Hun Tiandi?" the general in the distance shouted coldly.

Hun Tiandi's appearance was no secret. The Pill Tower had once spread his portrait across the Central Plains, so nearly all Central Plains powers knew of him.

Along the way, Hun Tiandi had been truly aggressive.

Annihilating the Yellow Spring Pavilion, causing a scene at the Pill Gathering, offending the Xiao Family, provoking the Starfall Pavilion...

As a supreme Heavenly Dynasty, the Daxuan Heavenly Dynasty had naturally studied him immediately. He had unified the Black-Corner Region within three years and founded the Dazheng Dynasty.

His foundation and methods were terrifying.

Furthermore, this Hun Tiandi was very strange.

The Xiao Family had once dispatched three Dou Sheng experts, three half-Saints, and several Dou Zun experts... yet their siege of the Dazheng Dynasty had actually ended in defeat.

Such a record had made him momentarily peerless in fame.

But even if he was strange, could one man really block a million-strong army? It was simply laughable.

"Leave the sedan, and you may depart!" Hun Tiandi said indifferently as blood-colored Dou Qi Wings unfurled from his back.

Leave the sedan? You may depart?

Arrogant, too arrogant.

Hearing Hun Tiandi's words, the eyes of everyone present instantly widened to their limit. At this moment, whether they knew Hun Tiandi or not...

They all looked at Hun Tiandi as if looking at a fool.

Who do you think you are? 'Leave the sedan and you may depart'?

"Hahaha, Hun Tiandi, you must be a fool!" the leading general mocked.

Hun Tiandi couldn't be bothered to waste words with these people.

With a slight movement of his hand, a jade zither as black as ink appeared, his left hand supporting the base.

Ding-dong...

His right hand suddenly plucked the strings. The melodious sound of the zither echoed through the sky, and rising black mist appeared above Juetian Cliff.

Rumble!

A thunderous roar echoed from the pitch-black sky as the black mist gathered like colliding tides. The golden sunlight that had filled the clear sky...

Suddenly turned pitch black. The temperature dropped, accompanied by snowflakes dancing in the air.

Infinite black mist surged from the mountains of Juetian Cliff, filled with ghostly wails and wolf-like howls, as if a ghostly realm were emerging.

An extremely powerful aura of the Netherworld Hell rose and surged, confronting the million-strong army.

It directly weighed down on countless soldiers, making their breathing rapid and difficult.