Chapter 1699 — The Hermit of Dragon Mountain
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 3 of 5
" Shang Pingyin pointed at his brow, and the vertical eye at his forehead opened.
He looked into the waters of the Celestial River's tributary, then raised his right foot and stamped down heavily.
The river waters churned, and from the river flew out silver fish, one after another! Shang Pingyin shot all the silver fish dead; they exploded, shattering into countless components—they were all forged from divine gold and divine iron, serving as Meng Yungui's eyes and ears!
"Still other eyes and ears! " The vertical eye at Shang Pingyin's brow blazed with light.
He bellowed, urging the power of his Sage Pupil to its utmost, piercing through the void, and saw that in the empty space surrounding the Southern Heaven Pass, mirrors hung suspended one after another!
Shang Pingyin shot these bright mirrors to pieces, then looked downward and saw that in the Nether Capital, enormous demonic sage eye-orbs had been refined into treasures, gazing faintly at this place.
"Meng Yungui, you are indeed my worthy adversary!
" Shang Pingyin's right index finger traced rapidly through the air, drawing a talisman of the Nether Capital's great dao, imprinting it upon his divine bow.
He drew the bow and shot arrow after arrow, blasting those demon-god eyes to pieces.
Now all of Meng Yungui's arrangements had been removed by him, and Shang Pingyin could finally set his heart at ease. Just then, suddenly a mass of gray clouds rose within the pass, and within the clouds were countless strange insects, large of head and small of body, with numberless compound eyes upon their heads, buzzing as they flew up.
Those strange insects' compound eyes reflected the scenes of the battlefield, vivid and clear. Shang Pingyin opened his mouth and spat a mouthful of divine fire, burning all the strange insects to nothing.
Meng Yungui sighed inwardly.
His time was too short, his forces too weak; he had not prepared more measures. Had he been given time to make arrangements at leisure, he could absolutely have prevented Shang Pingyin from breaking them.
Now he had lost his grasp of the overall situation, and if he held on, his entire army would certainly be annihilated. Meng Yungui personally commanded the rear guard, withdrawing toward the great pass.
Shang Pingyin pursued the victory, chasing all the way to beneath the great pass, when suddenly countless banners fluttered within the pass and the formation was stern and orderly.
Shang Pingyin was startled and hastily ordered his troops to halt, lest there be some ambush, and Meng Yungui seized the opportunity to enter the city. "How many men did Meng Yungui bring to the Southern Heaven this time?
" Shang Pingyin summoned a man and inquired.
That soldier said: "Reporting to the Celestial Master, Meng Yungui brought a hundred thousand Yuhua Camp soldiers this time, and not a single soldier from any other army. " "This pass is an empty city!
" Shang Pingyin's eyes lit up, and he said in a stern voice: "Attack the city!
" Boom! The Southern Heaven Pass, which had seemed incomparably majestic, collapsed with a thunderous roar under the assault of the Divine Martial Two Guards!
Within the city, Meng Yungui sighed and shouted: "Fight as we retreat, hold the Southern Heaven to the death!
" The Yuhua Camp soldiers fought in a bath of blood, yet facing the ferocious might of the Divine Martial Two Guards, their casualties mounted, and around Meng Yungui, familiar figures fell one after another. As he had said, they were doomed to defeat, with not the slightest hope of victory.
Even though he had long foreseen this outcome, seeing it with his own eyes still filled his heart with desolation.
The power of the Divine Martial Two Guards' battle formation had gradually erupted, growing ever stronger; with each attack, hundreds fell around him.
Wherever the battle formation passed, mountains toppled, the heavens collapsed, and sun and moon lost their light!