99: After slaying a Nascent Soul cultivator, an old friend arrives!

Demon Army, main tent of the central army.

Pojun Demon Lord was meditating with his eyes closed, a playful smile on his lips.

He seemed to already see the Great Feng Dynasty Cultivators in Heavenly Wolf Pass poisoned to death in despair.

The entire mighty pass turning into a dead city.

Just at this moment.

"Report—!!"

A demon general stumbled in, his armor burnt red and his face full of terror.

"Lord Demonic Lord! This is bad!"

"Black Wind Gorge... something happened at Black Wind Gorge!"

Pojun Demon Lord slowly opened his eyes, a flicker of displeasure in them.

"What are you panicking for?"

He waved his hand, and the blood-colored water mirror in front of him flashed.

The next second, the scene of Black Wind Gorge was clearly displayed in the water mirror.

No gorge.

No workshops.

And no mountains of supplies.

In the water mirror, there was only an endless, still raging golden sea of fire!

The flames seemed to incinerate all things in the world, even space slightly twisted under its scorching.

The smile on Pojun Demon Lord's face slowly froze.

He could clearly see the underground workshop he had built with countless resources.

Completely incinerated.

Seventy percent of the provisions he had prepared for this southern campaign, and all the ammunition for the demon fiend cannons, had turned to ashes in that sea of fire!

His demon fiend cannons were now a pile of useless scrap metal!

Inside the main tent, the air seemed to be sucked out instantly.

A terrifying pressure erupted from Pojun Demon Lord!

Crack!

The exquisite jade teacup in his hand was covered in cracks.

Then, it silently turned into powder.

That handsome and stern face revealed monstrous rage!

His gaze was fixed on the towering flames in the water mirror, as if to penetrate space and see the person who had caused him such a great loss.

Then, word by word, it burst from between his teeth.

"Chen..."

"Xu..."

"You are courting death!!!!"

He couldn't understand how the other party had uncovered his secret in just a few days!

That reaction speed, those ruthless methods, were completely unlike an Imperial Tutor of a Dynasty.

More like a Devil Head even more insidious and cunning than him!

"Thud!"

Just at this moment, the tent curtain was violently thrown open, and a burly demon general with a violent Aura rushed in.

He still had fresh bloodstains on him, and his face was filled with fury.

This person was none other than Blood Butcher Wu Zhan, one of the four great demon generals under Pojun Demon Lord!

His cultivation was at the Early Nascent Soul Stage, and he was known for his bloodlust and love of killing.

"Lord Demonic Lord!"

Wu Zhan knelt on one knee, but his head was held high.

His blood-red eyes were full of Battle Intent.

"Those Great Feng Dynasty Cultivators are too arrogant! How dare they destroy the lifeline of our army!"

"This subordinate requests permission! I am willing to lead my thirty thousand Demonic Fiend Forbidden Army to challenge them at Heavenly Wolf Pass!"

"I will personally twist off Chen Xu's head! Slaughter his army one by one! Use their blood to wash away the shame of our army!"

Demonic Fiend Forbidden Army!

That was the elite trump card personally created by Pojun Demon Lord!

It was the pride of their Myriad Poisons Sect!

Pojun Demon Lord looked at the high-spirited Wu Zhan, the anger in his eyes gradually replaced by cold Killing Intent.

He slowly turned around and slammed the table!

Crack!

The table in front of him shattered in response!

"Good!"

Pojun Demon Lord's voice came out again.

"This Lord will give you this opportunity!"

"Issue my command! Order you, Blood Butcher Wu Zhan, to immediately lead thirty thousand Demonic Fiend Forbidden Army and march to Heavenly Wolf Pass!"

"Yes, sir!"

With that, Wu Zhan licked his lips and strode out... Heavenly Wolf Pass, Commander's Residence.

"Imperial Tutor! This is bad!"

A scout stumbled into the main hall, his face filled with terror.

"The Demon Army... the main force of the Demon Army has moved!"

"Demon General Blood Butcher Wu Zhan is personally leading thirty thousand elite Demonic Fiend Forbidden Army, fiercely approaching our Heavenly Wolf Pass! They are expected to arrive at the pass in a few hours!"

Boom!

The news exploded like a clap of thunder in the main hall!

Marquis Zhenbei, Li Hu, Wang Bao, and the other generals.

All were greatly alarmed!

Their faces instantly turned pale!

"What? Blood Butcher Wu Zhan?"

Marquis Zhenbei exclaimed in shock, his eyes full of horror.

"He's a Nascent Soul Stage Devil Head! He kills people like flies and has a notorious reputation!"

"And the Demonic Fiend Forbidden Army, they are Pojun Demon Lord's trump card, their combat power is far beyond the previous demon soldiers! Each of them can be called a killing machine capable of fighting ten!"

"Imperial Tutor!"

Li Hu also became anxious, he stepped forward and cupped his hands, saying, "The Demon Army is coming fiercely, their sharp edge is unstoppable! Our forces are insufficient, and our soldiers are exhausted, we must not confront them head-on!"

"Please, Imperial Tutor, order the whole army to defend to the death! Absolutely do not engage in battle!"

"That's right, Imperial Tutor! Hold fast! We can only hold fast!"

Wang Bao and the others also echoed, their faces full of fear.

The thought of taking the initiative to attack, they didn't even dare to think about it.

That was thirty thousand Demonic Fiend Forbidden Army!

And a Nascent Soul Stage Demon General!

What's the difference between going out to battle and seeking death?

They were really afraid that the Imperial Tutor would rush out with the Star Guards!

Now, the Imperial Tutor was their backbone, they absolutely dared not let the Imperial Tutor take such a risky move again!

For a time, there was a panic in the main hall.

Everyone's gaze turned to the figure on the commander's seat.

Chen Xu held a teacup, gently blowing on the floating tea leaves.

From beginning to end, there was no trace of panic on his face.

As if the terrifying Demon Army mentioned by the scout was nothing more than that.

The next moment, he put down his teacup.

His gaze swept over the panicked generals below, and he smiled lightly.

"He's anxious."

"He was hurt by me, and now he's desperate."

Chen Xu slowly stood up, his voice calm, yet clearly reaching everyone's ears.

"He sent a nail over, thinking he could scare me."

"Then I will personally pull out this nail for him."

He turned his head and looked at Chen Daoxuan, who had been silent by his side.

"Just right, my son Dao Xuan, it's time for him to see real blood."

As soon as these words came out, Marquis Zhenbei and the others were all stunned.

Imperial Tutor... what did the Imperial Tutor mean by this?

Not only was he going to meet the enemy, but he was also... going to bring his own son?

Chen Daoxuan's heart stirred, he understood the expectation and test from his father's eyes.

He had no fear, instead, a surge of heroism rose in his chest.

"Father, your son is willing to go!"

Chen Xu nodded with satisfaction.

"Pass down the order, the entire army to be on alert, guard the city walls well."

"As for the rest, no need to ask."

He didn't give the generals any more opportunities to explain.

After speaking, he took Chen Daoxuan and turned to leave the main hall.

Leaving only Marquis Zhenbei and the other generals looking at each other.

Their minds were blank... Half an hour later.

Fifty miles north of Heavenly Wolf Pass.

A narrow valley called "Valley of Lost Souls."

The terrain here was treacherous, with ten-thousand-foot cliffs on both sides and only a narrow passage in the middle.

Strong winds raged here all year round, making it a natural death trap.

At this moment, however, twelve figures had silently appeared within the valley.

Leading them were Chen Xu and his son, Chen Daoxuan.

Behind them were ten Golden Core Cultivators carefully selected from the Tiangang Squad.

Each of them had a deep Aura and contained Killing Intent.

"Father, the Formation has been set up."

A member stepped forward and respectfully reported.

Chen Xu nodded slightly, his gaze fixed on the direction of the valley entrance, his expression indifferent.

"Dao Xuan."

"Your son is here."

"Are you afraid?"

Chen Xu asked lightly.

Chen Daoxuan took a deep breath, gripped the longsword in his hand, his eyes firm.

"With Father here, your son is not afraid."

"Good."

Chen Xu smiled: "Later, when Wu Zhan leads his army to the valley entrance, you will appear alone."

"Use your sword to strike at him from afar."

"Remember, just one strike, then immediately retreat back into the valley, do not linger in battle."

"Your son understands!"

Chen Daoxuan nodded heavily, he knew that he was the bait.

A bait to lure a Nascent Soul Stage Demon General into a trap!

Time passed by minute by minute.

"Rumble..."

The rumbling sound of the earth shaking came from afar.

A black tide appeared on the horizon.

Thirty thousand Demonic Fiend Forbidden Army had arrived!

They were clad in heavy Demonic Fiend battle armor, wielding ferocious demon blades, their footsteps uniform.

Each step they took made the earth tremble.

The monstrous Killing Intent, gathered from thirty thousand battle-hardened veterans, surged into the sky.

Staining the clouds in the sky dark red.

Leading them was Blood Butcher Wu Zhan.

He rode a huge three-headed tiger demon, holding a blood-stained giant zhanmadao in his hand, his face full of disdain.

"Hmph, a bunch of cowards, don't you even have the guts to come out and fight?"

Wu Zhan looked at the silent mighty pass in the distance, his eyes full of contempt.

He led his army to the entrance of the Valley of Lost Souls, arrogant and conceited as he was.

He didn't bother to carefully scout the surrounding environment.

In his opinion, there was no force on this land that could stop him anymore.

However, just at this moment!

Whoosh!

A dazzling azure Sword Qi burst out from deep within the valley entrance!

The Sword Qi was incomparably sharp, carrying a relentless Sword Intent, and directly struck towards Wu Zhan's face!

"Hmm?"

Wu Zhan raised an eyebrow, a flicker of surprise in his eyes.

Someone actually dared to attack him proactively?

He sneered, not even bothering to use his weapon, merely casually raising his left hand.

"Clang!"

A crisp sound!

The Sword Qi, powerful enough to cleave mountains, struck his palm.

It only left a shallow white mark!

The Sword Qi dispersed, revealing a tall figure standing alone at the valley entrance.

It was Chen Daoxuan!

"Late Golden Core Stage?"

Wu Zhan saw Chen Daoxuan's cultivation, and the surprise on his face turned into deep contempt and cruelty.

"Where did this junior come from, daring to play with a sword in front of this general?"

"Courting death!"

Being provoked by a Golden Core Stage junior face-to-face, Wu Zhan was furious!

He didn't even pay attention to the large army behind him.

With a roar, he alone transformed into a blood-red light and shot towards Chen Daoxuan!

In his opinion, crushing such an ant.

Was merely a flick of a finger!

Seeing Wu Zhan take the bait, Chen Daoxuan didn't hesitate at all, immediately turned around, and swiftly retreated deeper into the valley.

"Trying to run? Too late!"

Wu Zhan grinned menacingly, his speed even faster, like a bolt of lightning.

He instantly chased into the Valley of Lost Souls!

However, the moment he stepped into the valley!

An unexpected change occurred!

Buzz—!

The scene of the entire valley suddenly changed!

The sky disappeared, the earth disappeared.

In their place was an endless starry sky!

Countless incomparably sharp Sword Qi, like falling stars, locked onto him from all directions!

A top-tier trapping and killing Formation was instantly activated!

"Formation?!"

Wu Zhan's expression changed; he finally realized he had fallen into a trap!

"Damn it! Do you think a mere Formation can trap this general?!"

He roared, and the terrifying Demonic Might of his Early Nascent Soul Stage cultivation erupted, preparing to forcefully break through the Formation!

Just then, a calm voice echoed in the starry sky.

"Your opponent is me."

At this moment, Chen Daoxuan's figure reappeared before him.

Behind Chen Daoxuan, ten black-clad figures, whose Auras had also reached the Golden Core Stage, quietly emerged, surrounding him.

"Kid! It's you!"

Wu Zhan looked at Chen Daoxuan, his eyes flashing with Killing Intent: "So you set this trap!"

Chen Daoxuan held his long sword diagonally, its tip locked onto Wu Zhan, his voice cold.

"Today, you will be the first Nascent Soul to die by my sword."

"Arrogant!"

Wu Zhan was so enraged he laughed instead, no longer wasting words. He raised his hand, and a blood-colored giant axe appeared!

The next moment, he swung the blood-colored giant axe in his hand, and the axe body suddenly erupted with dazzling crimson light.

It transformed into a blood-colored streak, slashing down at Chen Daoxuan!

The battle instantly erupted!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The entire Formation space violently trembled under the clash of the two!

Wu Zhan was indeed a Nascent Soul Demonic Lord. Every axe strike carried the power to shatter mountains and crack the earth, along with furious Devilish Qi.

It almost tore the entire space apart.

Although Chen Daoxuan was at the Late Golden Core Stage, he Cultivated the Eternal Azure Cloud Art.

His Foundation was incredibly solid, and his Sword Art was exquisite and unparalleled.

He was like a small boat navigating through a stormy sea, each sword strike attacking the weak points of his opponent's offense, narrowly deflecting Wu Zhan's attacks.

However, the gap in their Cultivation Realm was ultimately an insurmountable chasm.

In just a few dozen rounds, Chen Daoxuan fell into a disadvantage.

Several bloody gashes appeared on his body from the violent axe winds, and his face also turned pale.

Just at this moment!

"Whoosh!"

A silent ice cone, from Wu Zhan's blind spot, shot cunningly towards his back!

Wu Zhan swung his axe in reverse, shattering the ice cone.

But before he could catch his breath, from the other side, a thick thunder Dragon.

Roared and lunged at him again!

The ten Elders of the Tiangang Squad had made their move!

They were like hunters lurking in the shadows, each strike perfectly timed.

They always launched harassment at the critical moment when Wu Zhan was about to severely injure Chen Daoxuan.

Forcing him to defend.

This made Wu Zhan fight incredibly stifled, possessing immense Cultivation.

Yet he was always unable to completely swat away this annoying fly.

"A bunch of cowardly rats! Have the guts to fight me head-on!"

Wu Zhan yelled in frustration.

Outside the grand Formation, Chen Xu stood with his hands behind his back, calmly observing everything within the Formation.

His gaze remained fixed on his son, Chen Daoxuan.

"His axe technique is grand and sweeping, seemingly mighty, but in reality, full of flaws."

"Three inches below his left shoulder is the node where his Cultivation Technique operates; each time he exerts force, there's a half-breath delay."

"His heart is already in disarray."

The next moment, Chen Xu's voice entered Chen Daoxuan's ears.

Chen Daoxuan, who was struggling to hold on, felt a surge of energy upon hearing this!

He forcefully suppressed his surging Qi and blood, rapidly recalling his father's guidance in his mind.

The sword moves in his hand also underwent subtle changes.

Pressure!

Unprecedented pressure!

Facing the frenzied onslaught of a Nascent Soul Demonic Lord, Chen Daoxuan felt every trace of Spiritual Qi within his body.

Being pushed to its limit.

His Divine Soul, his Sword Intent, were all being fiercely tempered on the brink of life and death!

He felt as if he had returned to those days, under his father's guidance.

Days of painstakingly Cultivating Sword Art.

His father's teachings echoed in his ears.

"A sword is not merely a weapon of slaughter."

"A sword is an extension of will."

"How strong your heart is, how strong your sword will be!"

Boom!!!

As Wu Zhan's next violent heavy axe strike came down.

Just as it was about to cleave him in half!

A brilliant light suddenly burst forth from Chen Daoxuan's eyes!

A certain impediment in his heart shattered with a bang at this moment!

Buzz—!

A terrifying Sword Intent, several times stronger than before.

Shot up from within him!

His Aura soared!

Late Golden Core Stage...Peak Late Golden Core Stage!

Breakthrough in battle!

"What?!"

Wu Zhan felt the suddenly surging Sword Intent, his pupils violently constricted.

His face was filled with disbelief!

This kid actually Broke through during a life-and-death struggle with him?!

Now!

Chen Daoxuan seized this moment of Wu Zhan's distraction!

The Spiritual Qi in his body surged madly into the long sword in his hand, and his entire being, along with the sword, seemed to merge into one!

He observed his father's Sword Art, which had returned to simplicity and the Dao of utmost simplicity.

The Profound Truths of the Eternal Azure Cloud Art in his heart suddenly became clear!

A brand new sword move spontaneously arose in his mind!

"Azure Sky...Annihilation!"

He thrust his sword out!

This sword had no earth-shattering momentum, no dazzling brilliance.

Only a simple, unadorned azure sword light.

That sword light arrived in the blink of an eye!

Then, under Wu Zhan's horrified gaze, it easily pierced through his protective Demonic Technique!

Pfft!

A soft sound.

The expression on Wu Zhan's face instantly froze.

He stiffly lowered his head, seeing a section of an azure sword tip emerging from his chest, piercing through his body.

Upon that sword tip, a terrifying Sword Intent that annihilated all things.

Was madly destroying the vitality within his body.

"Ho...how is this possible?!"

He only managed to let out a roar.

The next second, Chen Daoxuan twisted his wrist, and Sword Qi erupted!

Wu Zhan's head flew into the sky!

In those bell-like eyes, there was still a lingering look of shock.

The Nascent Soul Demonic Lord, Blood Butcher Wu Zhan, had fallen!

"Roar!"

A fist-sized, blood-red, ferocious-looking Nascent Soul shrieked as it rushed out from Wu Zhan's headless corpse.

It was about to use a blood escape technique to flee.

However, a large hand condensed from purple Qi.

Was already waiting above its head.

Chen Xu had appeared in the field at some unknown point.

He expressionlessly grabbed the shrieking and struggling Nascent Soul, and with a casual squeeze, erased all its consciousness.

Sealing it within a jade box.

"Well done."

He handed the jade box to Chen Daoxuan, who was panting heavily, his face pale but incredibly excited.

"This Nascent Soul contains pure Spiritual Qi, enough for you to stabilize your newly Broke through Realm."

"Thank you, Father!"

Chen Daoxuan knelt on one knee, his voice filled with emotion.

He looked at his father's calm and composed demeanor.

The longing for power in his heart grew even stronger... Outside Soul Severing Valley.

Thirty thousand Demonic Fiend Forbidden Army were waiting restlessly.

Suddenly.

The soul lamp jade tablets on the waists of all the Demonic Lords simultaneously let out a crisp sound.

Then, they shattered inch by inch!

General Wu Zhan... died?!

This thought struck all the Demon Army soldiers like a lightning bolt!

The morale instantly collapsed!

In the battle of Soul Severing Valley, the Nascent Soul Demonic Lord Blood Butcher Wu Zhan was beheaded.

His thirty thousand Demonic Fiend Forbidden Army, leaderless, their morale in chaos.

When the news reached Heavenly Wolf Pass, the entire formidable pass erupted!

"We won! We won again!"

"Imperial Tutor has slain a Nascent Soul Devil Head!"

"Hahaha! What a thrill! So thrilling!"

Inside the Commander's Residence hall, Marquis Zhenbei, Li Hu, Wang Bao, and other generals all had flushed faces, trembling with excitement.

Their gazes towards the azure-robed figure on the commander's seat could no longer be described as mere reverence.

First, three thousand Star Guards, in the time it takes an incense stick to burn, pierced through an enemy Formation of ten thousand.

Returning victorious with zero casualties.

Then, burning Black Wind Gorge, cutting off the enemy's lifeline.

Now, setting an ambush in Soul Severing Valley, taking the head of a Nascent Soul Demonic Lord amidst an army of thousands!

These events, one after another, were all legendary battle achievements!

Before the Imperial Tutor arrived, they were suffocated by a million Demon Army.

Struggling daily on the brink of despair and death.

But the Imperial Tutor came.

In just a few days, the tide of offense and defense completely reversed!

"Imperial Tutor!"

Marquis Zhenbei's old face was flushed with excitement. He stepped forward, clasping his fists heavily.

"Those thirty thousand Demonic Fiend Forbidden Army are now like startled birds, their morale scattered! This subordinate requests permission to lead the remnants of my Zhenbei Army, in cooperation with the Star Guards, to... annihilate them outside the pass!"

"This subordinate seconds the motion!"

"Please, Imperial Tutor, give the order!"

Li Hu, Wang Bao, and others were also filled with high Battle Intent, requesting to fight in unison.

They wanted to avenge their past humiliation!

They wanted to use the blood of the Demon Army to honor their fallen comrades!

However, just as the entire army was invigorated.

Preparing to discuss how to mercilessly crush their weakened enemy.

A personal guard, with a strange expression, hurried in from outside the hall.

He quickly walked to Chen Xu, knelt on one knee, and reported: "Reporting to Imperial Tutor!"

"Outside the pass... a visitor has arrived, specifically asking to see you."

"Visitor?"

Chen Xu raised an eyebrow slightly, and Marquis Zhenbei and the others were also stunned.

At this time, where would a visitor come from?

"Who is it?"

Chen Xu asked indifferently.

The personal guard swallowed, a hint of shock and uncertainty on his face, and whispered: "She said... she is Murong Zhuyun, Sect Master of Qingyun Immortal Sect."

Boom!

Qingyun Immortal Sect!

Sect Master!

Murong Zhuyun!

These words, like bolts of lightning, exploded in the minds of all the generals in the hall!

Within the Righteous Path Alliance.

Who didn't know the names of the three great Righteous Path Sects!

Those were immortal Holy Lands that far surpassed secular Dynasties and were detached from worldly affairs!

There were even rumors that the Imperial Tutor came from this Qingyun Immortal Sect!

And Qingyun Immortal Sect, though not the head of the three great Sects!

It also had a Legacy of ten thousand years!

Its Sect Master, Murong Zhuyun, was even a legendary figure, rumored to also be a Nascent Soul mighty expert.

Rarely seen, like a Dragon.

How could such a figure personally come to Heavenly Wolf Pass?

Shouldn't she be stationed in the rear, directing and coordinating?

For a moment, everyone's gaze collectively shifted to Chen Xu.

Only to see an expression of surprise on Chen Xu's face as well.

"She came too."

"Open the main gate, and come with me to greet her."