221: The Fall of the Monk

Chapter 219 Cultivator Falls

"Fog Python Flag, go!"

Accompanied by Zhao Qingshan's manipulation, a large amount of mist surged out from the Fog Python Flag, turning into densely packed, more than a dozen giant pythons completely composed of mist, spreading toward the entire battlefield.

Viewed from a distance, strips of gray-white mist spread across the battlefield, continuously eroding the entire battlefield.

Enveloping hundreds of thousands of fighting navy soldiers and rebels.

Zhao Qingshan sat cross-legged with extreme concentration, beginning to manipulate the Fog Python Flag.

Under his control, each mist giant python turned into a devouring beast, opening its fangs at the navy soldiers on the warships and fiercely biting them in half.

"Ah!"

"Monster! There is a monster!"

"Not a monster! It's a Cultivator...!"

"Hurry and dodge...!"

Screams continued to ring out. With the addition of the Cultivator Zhao Qingshan, the morale of the Tuoba Family rebels surged and quickly stabilized.

On the other hand, facing these strange pythons composed of mist, the court army's firearms were completely useless, leaving them with no choice but to continuously dodge.

Mist pythons slithered around, constantly looking for opportunities to kill the Great Yu navy on the warships.

Furthermore, Zhao Qingshan specifically targeted officers in the navy, whether they were squad leaders, team leaders, captains, or generals.

As long as they were targeted by him, unless their martial arts strength was at the Innate Realm, they could not escape his ambush and killing.

Even Grandmaster Realm Martial Artists could not hold out for long under the ambush and killing of his mist pythons.

On the Mortal battlefield, the existence of a Cultivator was undoubtedly a destructive weapon, completely a dimensionality-reduction strike.

"Qingshan, focus on finding the location of the Great Yu navy's command flagship."

Tuoba Qingtong glanced at the surrounding mist and instructed.

"Rest assured, Big Brother. Although I can only control the Fog Python Flag for a quarter of an hour, it is truly too easy to find a Mortal."

Zhao Qingshan acknowledged and formed hand incantations once again.

Amidst the fluctuations of Spiritual Qi, those dozen or so huge mist pythons suddenly dispersed, turning into densely packed, more than a dozen tiny mist pythons that surged in all directions, searching for something.

Meanwhile, Tuoba Qingtong also sat cross-legged around Zhao Qingshan, with a cyan Flying Sword floating in front of him, waiting as well.

By their sides, there were also more than a dozen Martial Artist guards, carefully observing the surrounding situation.

Deep within the navy camp, with the help of binoculars and the watchtower, Meng Guang continuously deployed troops and generals to surround and kill the surrounding Tuoba Family rebels.

"General."

Tan Yunlong said curiously, "This time the Tuoba Family commander is truly not Tuoba Jiang, General. This is too chaotic; it's completely a suicidal fighting style."

Meng Guang nodded and said, "It seems that the person commanding the Tuoba Family rebels this time should be one of those two Tuoba Family Cultivators."

"To let them command a navy battle is truly... courting death!"

Tan Yunlong smiled and said, "Isn't this our opportunity..."

"Hmm? Such a heavy mist!"

"That Cultivator has made a move!"

Meng Guang frowned and said, "Brother Bai, can you make a move now to kill those two Cultivators?"

White Flying Tiger at the side shook his head and said, "No."

"When Lord Ma handed that treasure to me, he said it's best to get within a thousand meters of that Cultivator."

"Since we don't even know where that Cultivator is right now, how can we use that treasure?"

"I see... What a pity!"

Meng Guang's heart was filled with bitterness. With a Cultivator joining, this battle was undoubtedly even more difficult for them.

Sure enough.

The appearance of the dozen or so cloud and mist giant pythons instantly tilted the balance of the war.

A large number of soldiers were killed, and several warships were even capsized.

The lake water of the entire Yunmeng Marsh was dyed blood-red.

Right at this moment, those dozen or so cloud and mist giant pythons rampaging in the battlefield suddenly dispersed, turning into densely packed hundreds of tiny cloud and mist little snakes that scattered in all directions and slithered across the battlefield.

This time, these cloud and mist little snakes did not ambush and kill the surrounding soldiers; instead, they slithered among all the large warships as if searching for something.

Through the binoculars, Meng Guang quickly discovered this strange phenomenon.

"What is this Cultivator doing? Why isn't he killing people, instead manipulating these mists..."

Suddenly, a cloud and mist little snake slithered onto his large ship, paused abruptly after skimming past, and actually turned around to charge toward their large ship.

"Protect the General!"

"Protect the General!"

Explosive shouts rang out as several personal guards instantly blocked in front of Meng Guang.

"Bang!"

"Bang, bang...!"

The little snake crashed into everyone, but it did not produce any murderous intent; instead, it dissipated into a cluster of cloud and mist.

"This is..."

The few of them looked at each other in dismay, and only Meng Guang seemed to have thought of something.

"This little snake... seems to be looking for someone?"

"Could it be... looking for me?!"

"Found him!"

On the Tuoba Family's large ship in the distance, Zhao Qingshan, who had been sitting cross-legged with his eyes tightly closed, suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Big Brother Qingshan, I found him."

"In that direction!"

Zhao Qingshan pointed to the three o'clock direction and said rapidly, "About thirteen hundred meters away, a triangular flag with a cyan background, red walls, and a red flag."

"There are a large number of personal guards defending it, and one of them is Meng Guang from the portrait sent from the Family."

"Leave it to me!"

Tuoba Qingshan said in a low voice, slapping the deck with a single palm, and his entire body instantly soared into the sky.

The blue Flying Sword shone brilliantly, setting off Tuoba Qingshan like an Immortal as he swiftly sped toward the center of the battlefield.

He waved his hand, and a blue protective magic shield immediately shielded his body.

A large number of bullets and arrows shot out toward Tuoba Qingshan, but they were all blocked by the water-like protective magic shield shrouding his body.

"An Immortal!"

"There is an Immortal!"

"Hurry and open fire!"

Countless cries of alarm rang out. A large number of navy soldiers had long known of the existence of an Immortal among the rebels, so when they discovered Tuoba Qingshan, they all opened fire on him, wanting to kill him.

Unfortunately, their attacks could not have the slightest effect on Tuoba Qingshan.

Tuoba Qingshan's figure swiftly swept past dozens of warships still ablaze with fire, flying past thousands of soldiers and rebels fighting desperately.

Neither side held back at all; every slash drew blood.

Tuoba Qingshan flew past, stirring up massive gales and waves of water.

"Meng Guang!"

Tuoba Qingshan let out a muffled shout, stepped down on the Flying Sword, and his eyes were filled with ferocity.

On the warship, Meng Guang and the others also looked in shock at Tuoba Qingshan floating mid-air, and only then did he react.

This Tuoba Qingshan was actually coming for him!

"Die!"

The Flying Sword abruptly turned downward, slashing toward Meng Guang almost instantly.

"General!"

"Big Brother!"

"Hurry and dodge!"

"Bang!"

"Boom!"

The Flying Sword slashed down, cutting almost the entire warship in half.

The many soldiers standing on the deck successively fell into the water, and even the seawater was dyed red.

"Hmm? Is he dead?"

Tuoba Qingshan reached out and gestured, causing the Flying Sword to fly back and spin around him, looking toward the chaotic lake surface.

The large warship had already been cut in half, gradually tilting and being submerged by a large amount of lake water.

Tuoba Qingshan swept his gaze and quickly discovered something.

That Meng Guang was actually not dead yet; he was being grabbed by two personal guards and swimming rapidly toward the rear.

However, he was covered in blood and obviously heavily injured as well.

It seemed that when the Flying Sword slashed down just now, his personal guards had sacrificed themselves to save his life.

"Want to run?"

"How could it be that easy..."

As soon as his voice fell, he pointed at the lake surface again, and the sword light of the Flying Sword surged, shooting toward the lake surface once more.

Right at this moment, his mind stirred as the corner of his eye sharply caught sight of something.

On that half-sinking warship tilting into the water, a young man leaned against the mast, using both hands to painstakingly open a wooden box.

At the same time, he crushed a verdant jade bottle, and a drop of viscous fresh blood simultaneously dripped into the wooden box.

On the chaotic battlefield, a murmur-like incantation came from his mouth.

" 魐傂詟櫊柜粛！"

"Hum, hum, hum..."

As soon as the incantation fell, a blood-red light suddenly flew out from the wooden box, tracing a fine blood-red thread in the air.

White Flying Tiger's mind raced as he instinctively pointed at Tuoba Qingshan mid-air: "Kill him!"

"Hum, hum, hum...!"

As soon as his words fell, the fine blood thread traced a line of blood in the air, shooting toward Tuoba Qingshan at an extremely fast speed.

"What on earth is this...!"

At this instant, Tuoba Qingshan was so frightened his soul shook. Instinctively waving his hand, the Flying Sword that had already shot toward the lake surface immediately turned back sharply, wanting to block this blood-red thread.

But... it was already too late!

That blood-red thread shot right in front of him at a speed impossible for his naked eyes to perceive.

The Yunmeng Water Shield passed down by his Family only blocked this blood-red thread for a split second before it was pierced with a 'pop' sound and viciously bit into his neck.

"Pfft!"

"Cough, cough, cough, cough..."

Tuoba Qingshan's whole body violently shook as he instinctively covered his neck.

However, viscous fresh blood and bone fragments had already gushed out from his mouth, nose, and between his fingers.

That blood-red thread also instantly pierced through his neck, continuously circling behind his back.

"H-How is this possible...!"

He struggled to turn his head, only seeing a blood-red spiritual bug about the size of a finger, shaped like a spider, but with three pairs of wings growing on its back.

Immediately, his whole body went limp and he plummeted straight down from mid-air.

"Pfft!"

Plummeting first was that Flying Sword in mid-air, and finally, along with himself, he smashed heavily into the water.

Only then did White Flying Tiger react. While panting heavily, he hurriedly shouted, "Quick, quickly salvage that Cultivator's Flying Sword and corpse."

"Quick!"

"Big Brother Qingshan has fallen?!"

On the outer edges of the battlefield, Zhao Qingshan, who was manipulating the Fog Python Flag, started with a jolt.

He instinctively looked toward the center of the battlefield, but couldn't see anything clearly—only the chaotic battlefield and the towering flames.

"Dammit...!"

He abruptly stood up and waved his hand to put away the Fog Python Flag.

Then, without hesitation, he unfolded his figure and stepped on the Fog Python Flag, swiftly speeding away toward the south.

His cultivation was inherently inferior to Tuoba Qingshan's. Since Tuoba Qingshan had fallen, what use would it be for him to stay here?

Not long after he left, a blood-red thread instantly flew over here. After carefully circling several times, it didn't find anything.

"Hum, hum, hum..."

The Blood Moon Gu emitted a series of humming sounds, then turned its form and actually charged to slaughter the warships of the Tuoba Family rebels.

Since it was finally let out once, it had to thoroughly feast on some blood food.

Accompanied by Tuoba Qingshan's fall and Zhao Qingshan's panicked flight, the battle of Yunmeng Marsh ultimately came to an end!

Three days later, in the northern part of Yunmeng Marsh, countless bloated, whitened corpses floated across a radius of a thousand miles, along with viscous fresh blood mixed with lake water drifting continuously.

Countless fish swarmed eagerly toward this side, devouring these corpses in huge mouthfuls.

The fish organisms beneath the entire Yunmeng Marsh had their fill for quite a few meals.

As for the Blood Moon Gu, it also traced a line of blood across the sky, flying distantly toward the direction of the capital.