Chapter 1760 — Counterattack on the Heavenly Palace
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If you believe me to be Li Youran, then Li Youran I am; the Tathagata's great love knows no bounds, and loves all living beings, and loves you too.
Go back.
" Qi Xiayu stared wide-eyed, watching him go.
Upon the city tower of Lanfeng Valley, Emperor Yanfeng walked over, took his place at Ling Yuxiu's side, and said in a low voice: "In this first battle we must tear an opening in the Heavenly Court's main camp. Wuyou Township rides into peril upon peril.
" Ling Yuxiu looked at her father.
Emperor Yanfeng showed a touch of age now, far more weathered than the middle-aged sovereign who had once pressed reform and driven the new laws through with such keen resolve; yet his spirit was still abundant, his bearing vigorous. "Father, you command this battle," said Ling Yuxiu. Emperor Yanfeng shook his head and laughed: "You are already a fit leader.
Had you not set your heart on marrying that fellow Shen, I would not have wanted to take up Jingping's burden either.
In daring you are not my equal, but you are more meticulous than I, more patient, and you know better how to hide your clumsiness and conceal your edge. This battle, you will direct.
I mean to take the field myself and kill the enemy! " Ling Yuxiu nodded, turned, and said, "Blind Grandpa, in the mastery of formations none in Jingping can surpass you, and your holy eyes have no equal.
From this moment you are Jingping's Heavenly Master of Formations.
Stay by my side. " The blind old man clapped his hands, and many of Jingping's young cultivators of formations came forward. He said: "One man's wits are short.
In this age, knowledge and the arts of the Dao grow like an explosion; a single person can scarcely master a whole field alone. I need these youngsters to lend me an arm.
" Ling Yuxiu bowed. "I must trouble you, Blind Grandpa. " She straightened up and gave the order; in Youdu, countless paper boats set forth, and from their bows paper horses leapt without cease, racing through the darkness of Youdu.
Upon the backs of those paper horses were the gods and demons who had fallen in this catastrophe; dead yet still fighting, their will to battle flooding the heavens, they charged in vast array toward the Heavenly Court's ranks.
Aboard each of those paper boats, one Heavenly Venerable You after another lifted his lantern to light the road ahead. Above hundreds of millions of paper boats, the Earth Lord's Book of Life and Death shone with a brilliant golden light, like a sheet of gold leaf without thickness, pouring its radiance down.
And behind the army of Heavenly Venerable You's clones, Shen Fengqing had three heads and six arms, each head bearing three eyes and twin horns upon its crown; behind Shen Fengqing spun the howling Six Paths Heavenly Wheel, its six paths revolving in different directions as it followed him. Boom!
In Lanfeng Valley, one divine city after another spat out long plumes of flame, slowly stirred to life, and set off toward the Heavenly Court's main camp.
Within those cities, tower ships and great vessels rose into the air, far swifter than the divine cities, and sailed out of them in perfect order; upon their decks stood rows upon rows of flying chariots, and aboard the great chariots alchemists from Jingping hurried to tune the pill furnaces, while other soldiers swiftly loaded divine weapons and keen blades onto them.
When all was in order, the commanding officers aboard the tower ships gave the word, the pill furnaces of the flying chariots ignited, and they flew out from the ships at a speed much greater still, the army of chariots screaming away. The Village Head roused his vital essence until he seemed a youth again, a divine sword at his waist, standing against the wind.
He stood upon the foremost flying chariot; the chariot army was made up mostly of Jingping's heroes who cultivated swordsmanship, sword techniques, and the sword dao.
Whoosh!