95: Chapter 95 A Great Victory

"I have come to take your life." Peak's voice was as calm as ever.

Behind him, Big Fool and Wulu had also charged over, drenched in blood!

Like two peerless, vicious gods crawling out of a pool of blood, they guarded Peak's sides, one on the left and one on the right!

A little further away, the one hundred Black Wind Stockade armored cavalry were engaged in a frantic, brutal struggle against the endless waves of the barbarian army pouring in!

"Just the three of you?" Longduota laughed wildly in disdain. "Tonight, I will ensure that none of you leave here alive!"

Before his words had even faded, his figure vanished instantly!

The next moment, he had appeared before Peak!

The giant war blade in his hand descended with a terrifying power capable of rending the heavens and the earth!

He wanted to crush this Da Qian person, who had caused him such humiliating disgrace, in the most direct and overbearing manner possible!

Peak did not dodge.

He lifted his head, a brilliant golden light flashing within his deep eyes!

The three-pointed, double-edged blade in his hand swept upward from below, meeting the giant blade with a fierce, sky-rending motion!

"Clang!!!"

A heaven-shaking explosion, louder and more terrifying than any previous collision, erupted!

A visible, ring-shaped shockwave expanded from the point where their weapons clashed, sending dozens of surrounding Royal Guard members flying!

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Under the force of this terrifying collision, Longduota's massive body was actually forced back three steps!

The webbing between his thumbs and forefingers, where he gripped the handle, was already torn and bloody! His blood-red eyes were filled with unbelievable shock!

Impossible!

It had only been a short half-month! How could this guy's strength have become so terrifying?!

How could he actually slightly overpower him in a pure contest of strength?!

In contrast, Peak only swayed slightly before steadying himself; the ground beneath his feet hadn't even cracked!

"I said it before: you know nothing of true power." Peak's cold voice rang out.

"Kill!"

He no longer gave Longduota any chance to breathe or think; with a flicker of his figure, he launched an attack.

"Roar!"

On the other side, Big Fool and Wulu simultaneously let out beast-like roars, crashing into the steel phalanx like two out-of-control heavy war chariots!

"Die!"

Big Fool's twin hammers danced like two black suns of death!

Any guard attempting to block him was instantly smashed, armor and all, into twisted scrap metal and rotting flesh!

"For the Green Wolf!"

Wulu's twin axes transformed into two cyan whirlwinds of death!

His movement technique was eerie and agile as he wove through the crowd; every flash of his axes brought a storm of blood and gore!

A tragic, fierce battle, truly belonging to Peak experts, erupted completely!

Peak and Longduota transformed into two afterimages moving at the extreme limit; golden and bloody blade auras collided and intertwined continuously in the night sky!

Each collision erupted with terrifying energy capable of destroying the heavens and the earth, the shockwaves plowing bottomless ravines into the surrounding land.

The battlefield between Peak and Longduota had become a forbidden zone for Mortals; any barbarian soldier who approached was instantly torn to shreds by the scattered residual energy!

Peak's eyes were cold as iron; he knew very well that this battle could not be dragged out.

Although the one hundred Black Wind Stockade armored cavalry in the distance were each fearless in the face of death, they still appeared so insignificant before the endless, tidal waves of the barbarian army.

The cone formation they had organized had been scattered and forcibly reformed several times, and casualties were increasing at an alarming rate.

He could not let them continue to make pointless sacrifices!

"Du Wei!" After a violent collision of weapons with Longduota, Peak let out a heaven-shaking roar. "Lead the team to chisel through the enemy formation and break out to the east! Carve a bloody path for us! Quickly!"

Receiving the order, Du Wei's eyes turned blood-red. He glanced at his Stockade Master, who was locked in a god-like battle with the Barbarian King, then looked at his comrades, who numbered fewer than seventy. He suddenly pointed his long blade forward and roared hoarsely, "Brothers! Follow me to carve a bloody path for the Stockade Master! Chisel through them!"

"Kill!"

The remaining Black Wind Stockade armored cavalry erupted with their final burst of bloody courage!

They no longer entangled themselves with surrounding enemies but instantly condensed into a bloody blade sharper and more resolute than any before!

They abandoned all defense, concentrating all their power into their forward charge, launching a suicidal, desperate charge toward the endless sea of barbarian soldiers to the east!

The focus of the battlefield was instantly cleared.

At this moment, only the final Peak duel remained in the ruins before the Royal Tent.

Watching the cavalry fiercely ride away, a tyrannical sneer flashed in Longduota's blood-red eyes. "They aren't going anywhere! Once I grind the three of you into meat paste, I'll go and skin them alive one by one!"

Big Fool said nothing; his massive body, like a cannonball fired from a chamber, slammed into the steel phalanx composed of thousands of Royal Guards with the force of ten thousand jun!

The two giant hammers in his hands transformed into a black storm of death, leaving men and horses overturned and flesh and blood flying wherever he passed!

Wulu followed closely behind, letting out a bloodthirsty wolf howl. His entire person broke into the formation like a phantom, his two giant battle axes bringing up a spray of severed limbs with every swing!

Their mission was not to defeat this elite guard force, but to use their own lives to hold back this most elite power for Peak, creating a fair dueling ground where he would absolutely not be disturbed!

Now, it was Peak and Longduota's turn.

"Come." Peak slowly spat out the word.

Crimson-gold Qi and blood covered his entire body like burning flames; he looked like a golden war god who had stepped out of myth!

"I will grant your wish!"

Longduota completely went berserk! No longer holding back his half-step Fifth-Order power, the dense blood Qi behind him condensed into a massive, ancient Ba Serpent phantom!

That evil and violent aura made the temperature of the world seem to drop by several degrees!

The battle entered a white-hot stage!

This was truly a clash of equals!

Longduota's fighting style was pure power suppression; he abandoned all superfluous techniques, unleashing his terrifying half-step Fifth-Order power to the extreme.

Every slash of the giant war blade in his hand carried the momentum of a landslide and a tsunami, as if he intended to completely sever and crush everything before him!

The earth beneath his feet constantly groaned and cracked; every strike was enough to easily destroy a small stockade!

Meanwhile, Peak perfectly interpreted the ultimate combination of power and technique!

His terrifying Physical Body, tempered by the dragon blood body forging pill, allowed him to confront Longduota's violent power head-on.

The Transcendent combat techniques honed over two lifetimes, along with the "Eye of Delusion Breaking" capable of discerning all flaws, allowed him to move with ease amidst the storm-like attacks!

"Clang!"

Longduota's heavy "Mountain-Cleaving" slash was gently deflected by Peak using the side of his blade at a clever angle!

That terrifying power, capable of splitting mountains and shattering stones, was actually diverted to the empty ground to the side, as if using four ounces to deflect a thousand pounds!

"Boom!"

A terrifying blade mark over ten zhang long was instantly carved into the ground!

Just at the moment when Longduota's old strength was spent and his new strength had yet to arise, the three-pointed, double-edged blade in Peak's hand struck like a viper emerging from its hole, leaving a wound deep enough to see bone on his ribs at a tricky angle!

"Roar!"

Longduota roared in pain and anger, sweeping his blade back in a "Clean Sweep of the Army"!

The violent blade wind tore through the air, creating a visible wave of blood-colored Qi!

Peak, however, had long since tapped his toes and drifted backward, avoiding this furious strike as if strolling through a courtyard.

The rhythm of the battle was completely controlled by Peak!

Longduota was like a trapped beast with endless power that was being toyed with in the palm of another's hand!

Although his attacks were violent, they landed in empty air time and again, or were neutralized by Peak at the minimum cost.

Meanwhile, every one of Peak's counterattacks was like a precise scalpel, repeatedly leaving wounds at the weak points of his energy circulation that dismantled the Foundation of his power!

The shock in Longduota's heart had turned into uncontrollable fear!

He could clearly feel the power within him constantly slipping away! His divine-weapon-like Physical Body, which he took pride in, was as fragile as paper before that indestructible, eerie weapon!

Yet the opponent seemed to never know fatigue; every time he struck, it was still precise, calm, and fatal!

No! He couldn't let it go on like this! If it continued, he would really die! He would be exhausted to death by this monster!

A strong desire to survive overcame the King's dignity and anger!

A crazy resolve flashed in Longduota's eyes!

"Blood Serpent... Explode!!!"

He let out a roar that did not sound human, actively detonating the Ba Serpent phantom behind him, which had been condensed from pure blood Qi!

"Boom!!!"

A destructive energy storm, far more terrifying than any previous collision, exploded with him at the center!

This was an indiscriminate attack, an attempt to perish together, launched by burning his own life essence!

Caught off guard, Peak was also violently sent flying by this violent energy storm!

His indestructible Protective Aura shook violently under the power of the self-detonation, nearly shattering on the spot!

Borrowing the huge thrust of the explosion, Longduota didn't even look at the result. He transformed into a bloody streak of light, turned, and fled frantically toward the depths of the already precarious Royal Guard formation!

He had to escape! As long as he escaped back into the protection of the main army, he would have a chance to exhaust the opponent to death with his infinite troops! He didn't want to die!

"Want to leave?"

However, just at the moment he was about to rush into the crowd, a cold voice, like a death sentence from the Grim Reaper, rang out behind him.

Longduota turned his head in shock! He saw that amidst the sky-filling smoke and dust, the black figure he thought had been heavily injured was walking out slowly, completely unharmed! Although his black clothes had been torn by the energy storm, those golden eyes were brighter and colder than ever!

"Your speed is too slow."

Before his words had even finished, Peak's figure left a faint afterimage in place! His true body had already crossed a distance of several dozen zhang as if teleporting, appearing in front of Longduota's escape route after starting later!

Fast!

An absolute speed that surpassed the limits of vision!

Longduota's blood-red pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints; a strong desire to survive made him let out a final, desperate roar! Gathering all the remaining power in his body into his intact left fist, he smashed it fiercely toward Peak, who was blocking his path!

This was his final struggle!

However, in the face of absolute strength, all of this appeared pale and powerless.

Peak didn't even use his weapon again; he simply raised his right hand slowly and met him with a simple punch.

It was a fist that looked fair, slender, and not sturdy at all.

But just at the moment the two fists were about to collide, a layer of incredibly dense, brilliant crimson-gold radiance suddenly rose from Peak's fist!

"Boom!!!"

No technique, no flair. Only the most pure, most savage, and most unreasonable collision of power!

"Crack!!!"

The teeth-grinding sound of bones shattering rang out!

In the eyes of Longduota, filled with endless fear and despair, that terrifying fist of his, capable of shattering city walls, along with his entire arm, shattered inch by inch and collapsed segment by segment under that seemingly tiny golden fist, finally turning into a sky full of blood mist!

"Urgh, aaaaaah—!!!!"

Longduota let out the last miserable wail of his life, but he no longer even had the chance to retreat.

Gao Feng's golden fist, which remained unstoppable after shattering his arm, had already slammed heavily into his chest!

"Bang—!"

A dull, thunderous sound, like a giant hammer smashing through a drum, echoed out.

Longduota's screams came to an abrupt halt, and his massive body suddenly stiffened.

He slowly lowered his head, looking at his chest in disbelief. A huge, gaping blood hole that went straight through was clearly visible, and one could even see the slaughterhouse with its soaring flames behind him through the hole.

All the vitality within his body was completely extinguished by this punch.

"Why... why..." He raised his head with difficulty, his cloudy eyes filled with endless confusion and unwillingness.

Gao Feng slowly withdrew his fist, watching him calmly.

"Because I am stronger than you."

As the words fell.

The last glimmer of light in Longduota's eyes completely extinguished.

This King of the Southern Wilderness, who had been unbridled and brought endless blood and fire to the Southern Border, saw his tall, demon-god-like body collapse backward with a boom.

"Boom—!"

His heavy body fell hard onto the ruins of the royal tent he had once been so proud of, splashing up a sky full of dust and blood mist.

The earth seemed to tremble because of it.

This scene, like silent thunder, passed through the eyes of every barbarian warrior and struck fiercely into the depths of their Souls!

The earth-shaking shouts and killing sounds on the battlefield came to an abrupt halt.

Whether it was the royal tent guards crazily entangled with Big Fool and Wulu, or the barbarian army in the distance fighting to the death with the armored cavalry of Panshi Stockade, everyone's movements experienced an eerie stagnation at this moment.

They turned their heads and looked toward the core of the battlefield with a gaze that was almost dull.

They saw it.

They saw their King, who was omnipotent and invincible like a god in their hearts, his mountain-like body lying quietly in the ruins, the huge, gaping blood hole in his chest appearing so glaring and absurd under the reflection of the soaring flames.

Their King... died?

"King..."

A nearby Centurion of the royal guards muttered subconsciously, and the scimitar in his hand fell to the ground with a "clang."

This sound was as if the first domino had been pushed over.

Fear, like an invisible plague, exploded in the hearts of the tens of thousands of barbarian troops!

Their god had fallen!

The pillar that supported all their pride, all their bravery, and all their faith had collapsed!

Just at the moment when this dead silence and despair were spreading, Gao Feng forcibly suppressed the surging Qi in his body.

With a calm expression, he took out a primitive-looking bone whistle made from an unknown beast's bone from his embrace and placed it to his lips.

Immediately, he used all his strength to blow it!

"Chirp—!!!!!"

A piercing cry, like the most miserable and sharpest shriek of an ancient hawk before death, instantly tore through the night sky!

The whistle was filled with endless intent for slaughter and iron-bloodedness, like the horn of the Grim Reaper, clearly spreading to every corner of the battlefield!

This was the pre-arranged signal for the general attack!

"Kill—!!!"

In the silent darkness behind the barbarian army, Liu Chengfeng's refined yet cold voice exploded!

The main force of the Panshi Army, which had long been ready to go, was like a flood bursting through a gate that had been completely opened, crushing fiercely from the weakest and most unexpected rear flank of the barbarian army!

Charging at the very front was the Tiger Guard Battalion led by King Tiger!

Thousands of heavily armored infantry formed a steel shield wall a hundred feet wide. They marched silently in unison, like a moving steel mountain, crashing into the barbarian formation, which was already in chaos due to the death of their commander, in the most pure and unreasonable way!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The impenetrable steel shield wall knocked aside all flesh and blood bodies!

The long spears thrusting out from the gaps in the shields were like the fangs of the Grim Reaper, mercilessly reaping lives!

Following closely behind was the death arrow rain of the Divine Mechanism Battalion!

The arrows no longer sought precise point-killing, but turned into a cloud of death covering everything, pinning those routed soldiers who were trying to regroup or fleeing in panic to the ground in droves!

And on the edge of the battlefield, the two hundred black lightning bolts of the Wind Cavalry Battalion had already completed the division and encirclement!

They were like the most experienced sheepdogs, driving the terrified flock, and like the most ruthless Grim Reapers, using the sharp steel knives in their hands to reap the Soul of everyone trying to escape this death hunting ground!

Just as the steel torrent of the Panshi Army tore through the barbarian army's formation and stirred the West Camp into a bloody mess, on the east side of the barbarian camp, the encampment of the small and medium tribal Alliance, which was regarded as cannon fodder by the three major tribes and squeezed into the most marginal and chaotic area, also erupted with earth-shattering changes!

"Roar—!!!"

A wolf howl, filled with endless repression and bone-deep hatred, rose into the sky from the tents of the Green Wolf Tribe without any warning!

That sound was no longer the fanaticism and bloodthirst of the previous battle, but a kind of most resolute and fatal wail emitted by a dying lone wolf in a desperate situation!

Wulu was bare-chested, his massive upper body, and on that bronze skin, cyan wolf-shaped totems symbolizing revenge and rebirth were painted with the blood of an unknown beast.

The two giant battle axes in his hands, gifted by Gao Feng and flashing with a chilling cold light, reflected a heart-palpitating blood-colored glow under the reflection of the soaring flames.

"Warriors of the Green Wolf Tribe!"

Wulu stood on an overturned chariot and shouted, his voice like rolling thunder, clearly overpowering the clamor of the battlefield and spreading throughout the entire camp!

"Look around you! Whose corpses are those? They are your fathers! Your brothers! Your sons!"

"Who treated them like livestock, driving them to the foot of that wall of death, making them use their flesh and blood to fill the trenches and consume the enemy's arrows?!"

"It is Longduota! It is the Black Tooth Tribe! It is the Vulture Tribe!"

"They drink our blood and eat our flesh, yet they treat us as cannon fodder that can be sacrificed at will! They steal our last rations, whip our injured tribesmen; they never treated us as fellow countrymen at all!"

He suddenly pointed his battle axe not far away at the supervision teams of the three major tribes, who were also alarmed by the war situation and were trying to assemble in a disorderly manner.

"Now! That tyrant Longduota is dead! His rule is over!"

"The moment for revenge has arrived!"

"Pick up your weapons! Follow me! Go tear those high-and-mighty scumbags to pieces! Use their heads to pay tribute to our dead tribesmen!"

"For the Green Wolf!"

He used all his strength to let out a final roar!

"For the Green Wolf!!!"

Hundreds of Green Wolf Tribe warriors, who had long been pushed to the limit by hatred and despair, instantly turned red-eyed!

They let out beast-like howls, brandishing the brand-new steel knives in their hands—also secretly supplied by Panshi Stockade—fiercely at the barbarian soldiers of the three major tribes beside them who were still stunned!

"Squelch!"

"Squelch!"

Blood instantly stained this forgotten corner red!

Once the flames of infighting were ignited, they could never be extinguished again!

"Rebellion! Rebellion! The Green Wolf Tribe has rebelled!"

"Kill the scumbags of the Black Tooth Tribe!"

Those small and medium-sized tribes, who had also suffered from oppression and long-standing grievances, after seeing the Green Wolf Tribe boldly raise the banner of rebellion, quickly replaced their brief hesitation and wait-and-see attitude with a madness of "safety in numbers"!

The long-suppressed anger found the perfect vent at this moment!

They turned their weapons one after another, wielding their butcher knives against those "their own people" who used to order them around and act domineeringly!

The entire east side of the barbarian army camp instantly fell into a mutual slaughter even bloodier and more tragic than the West Camp!

The barbarian soldiers of the three major tribes never dreamed that a deadly blade would suddenly appear behind them.

Caught between the pincer attack of the Panshi Army and their own "fellow countrymen," they instantly collapsed!

In one encounter, a huge gap was torn open!

The Vulture Clan Chief responsible for guarding the East Camp, a sinister old man with a huge claw scar on his face, was so angry that his eyes were about to split upon seeing this scene!

"Wulu! You damned traitor! How dare you betray the great Barbarian King!"

He roared, holding a huge bone scimitar, and with a dozen of his most elite guards, pounced toward Wulu, who was slaughtering in all directions in the crowd!

"Traitor?" Seeing his enemy, Wulu's murderous intent grew even stronger. "The ones who truly betrayed the Ancestral Spirits of the Southern Wilderness are you selfish scumbags!"

Before the words fell, his terrifying power, which had been thoroughly transformed by the "dragon blood body forging pill" and was comparable to the Peak of the Fourth Order, erupted without reservation!

The ground beneath his feet cracked instantly, and he himself, like a crazed giant bear, did not retreat but advanced instead, crashing head-on into those dozen guards!

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The twin battle axes in Wulu's hands danced into an airtight whirlwind of death!

Those dozen guards, who would normally be able to take on ten, were like clay chickens and pottery dogs in the face of his unreasonable absolute power!

Their weapons were easily knocked away! Their bodies were cut in half at the waist!

In just one charge, those dozen guards were slaughtered by Wulu alone!

"Die!"

Wulu was covered in blood, like a demon god crawling out of Hell, and the battle axe in his hand, carrying the flames of revenge, slashed down at the Vulture Clan Chief, who was already scared out of his wits!

The Vulture Clan Chief let out a strange cry and raised his bone knife to block.

"Crack!"

That hard bone knife, polished from the leg bone of an exotic beast, was actually split in half by Wulu's axe!

The sharp axe blade continued with its remaining momentum, slicing from the Vulture Clan Chief's crown all the way to his chest!