Chapter 456: 222, Zhang Liang's Special Technique and Over-the-Wall Ladder Part 2
Chapter 456: 222, Zhang Liang's Special Technique and Over-the-Wall Ladder Part 2
One hundred thousand soldiers of the Brahman World Purifying Army seemed to have completed their preparations. Simultaneously, they raised the curved blades in their hands and violently slashed down in front of them. Endless moonlight emanated from their bodies, forming a sky filled with radiant light.
Within the brilliance, it seemed as if evil spirits were howling; mountains of corpses and seas of blood, human skin and flesh were mashed together, creating a horrific scene akin to the endless hells, chilling to the bone.
The hellish scene created by the light lasted only for a moment before it all surged into Lin Yingtian, who was at the very front, more precisely, into the moonlight blade behind him.
The moon blade erupted with a burst of intense white light. It was already daytime, but in contrast to this strong light, the previous daylight could hardly be considered bright. Most of the Yu Yang Guard Army couldn't even open their eyes, yet the expressions on their faces remained calm.
Not just calm, they seemed to be... enjoying it?
Hou Yuxiao concentrated his True Qi in his pupils and, seeing the expression on the faces of the Yu Yang Guard Army, immediately recalled the incident in Tongling when Zhan Taiqing had used the Brahmin Incantation Sounds against the invading army from Wanyang County, which had the same expression.
If he remembered correctly, the heads of those soldiers from Wanyang County had ultimately exploded on the spot. These people couldn't possibly...
"Being fortunate enough to be reborn in the Brahma Heavenly Domain is also a grace I, the Rakshasa Holy Sect, bestow upon you heretics!"
Lin Yingtian spoke in a rather calm voice. Although not loud, his voice clearly reached everyone's ears.
As his voice fell, he raised the golden Serpent Spear in his hand and pointed it forward.
The spear showed no anomalies, but the moonlight blade behind him, which had gathered the energy of one hundred thousand soldiers, suddenly flew out. It disappeared in the blink of an eye and instantly appeared in front of all the defenders of Yuyang, sweeping through over thirty thousand men like a fierce torrent.
From Hou Yuxiao's perspective, it was as though a heavenly blade had pierced through space, directly covering everyone's heads. In an instant, it enveloped over thirty thousand of Yuyang's defending army. Even Fan Guangwen and several other Grandmasters tried to flee, but they were too slow and were inevitably swept up by the blade.
A horrifying scene unfolded...
The blade did not physically cut anyone's body; it merely brushed over their skin. Yet, just this gentle brushing caused their bodies to disintegrate like paper touching fire, turning into bizarre black ashes and scattering between heaven and earth!
One, two, three, ten, a hundred, a thousand, three thousand, five thousand, ten thousand...
Until all thirty thousand plus defenders of Yuyang were annihilated without a trace, as if they had never existed in this world, then the blade and the sky full of radiance gradually faded away.
The most eerie part was that all the Yu Yang Guards, till their last breath, did not show any signs of fear on their faces, their calm appalling.
"My Holy Sect's Brahman World Purifying Army, let alone these mere thirty thousand Yu Yang guards, even the great powers themselves would not be feared; this is the reliance that has maintained our control over Yongzhou for over a thousand years!"
The fear in Hou Yuxiao's pupils gradually dissipated. Zhang Zhenwei's words were intended to be intimidating, making their purpose quite obvious.
This is a warning to himself...
"This World Cleansing Moon Blade, I fear, has no rival across the entire world!"
Zhang Zhenwei turned back to look at Hou Yuxiao, his gaze revealing an indescribable ambiguity, casually saying, "There's no one who could not be countered, of course. The Rakshasa Holy Army Canon is divided into four levels, and this World Cleansing Moon Blade is merely the first level. The great battle has only just begun; the Master had appointed the Master of Hou Family as my advisory military strategist, perhaps you will see much more, no rush!"
"Then I, the junior, shall wait and watch."
While Hou Yuxiao was being polite, his heart grew more wary and cautious.
Zhang Zhenwei had come from Yongdu, bearing no past grudges nor recent disputes with him, and there was no reason to intimidate him without cause. This meant there definitely had to be someone else prompting him to warn him.
There weren't many high-ranking officials in the Holy Church who could instruct someone of Zhang Zhenwei's caliber. The first sprang to Hou Yuxiao's mind was Zhan Taiqing, followed by Sikong Yue. Given the current strength of the Hou Clan, none were worthy of anyone's warning, except for these two women, who seemed to harbor some inexplicable wariness towards him.
A shadow passed through Hou Yuxiao's eyes. Zhan Taiqing was expected; throughout the entire Tongling disturbance and the battles in Hexi, his own performance indeed stood out, drawing her attention was not surprising.
But why Sikong Yue held such a deep wariness toward him was baffling, especially since during the Zhaoyang Disturbance, he had been utterly obsequious toward the Holy Maiden, neither the Hou Clan nor his own strength should warrant such attention from her.
Recalling Sikong Yue, Hou Yuxiao felt a vague sense of agitation. This woman knew too much, and her scheming was too profound, always leaving him with a feeling of powerlessness as if he were at her mercy.
Zhan Taiqing was even more outrageous, assigning him to Zhang Zhenwei to serve as a military strategist for the Brahman World Purifying Army before the battle in Hedong had even begun. Although this matched his arrangement in the battle of Hexi, anyone with clear eyes knew he had intended to bring both Yucheng and the 20,000-strong Hou Clan army along with him.
To be honest, before Peony brought news about Jizhou, Hou Yuxiao hadn't cared who would win or lose the battle in Hedong—his thoughts were only to end the conflict as quickly as possible, hoping that all holy lands would soon focus on the matters concerning Great Yu in the north of the River.
What he cared about had always been the losses and gains of the Hou Clan; as long as his family could reap sufficient benefits from this war, the victory or defeat of the Holy Church was never his concern.