Chapter 684: Chapter 680: Final Battle (End)
The group of Martial Ancestors from the Xiao Family returned to meet up with the Tang n half a day after the volcano erupted, bringing with them a barely alive and scorched Tang Yao. The addition of Martial Ancestor Xiao Qi gave the Tang n a significant edge in their fighting forces, earning them wary nces from the remaining alliance chiefs in Xiling. After all, the Xiao Family had quite a reputation, especially the most powerful individual in Xiling, Xiao Jinlin, whose fame was widespread. With such powerful reinforcements, the remaining nsmen’s confidence in clearing up the disaster increased significantly.
The torrent ofva and fire remained for three full days. The South Ridge formation, which the Mi n took great pride in, was already shattered by the second day. The endless flow of magma and fiery rocks posed the greatest threat to the Mi n alliance army.
Arge number of people on the not-so-spacious main peak of South Ridge resulted in heavy losses for the allied forces in the first round. Contrarily, the Martial Ancestors of the Mi n disyed astonishing tenacity in this disaster.
After bringing all the nsmen into the n cemetery, the Mi n relied on the family’s final defensive line to resist the disaster. Therge formation surrounding the cemetery kept all the magma and fiery rocks outside, but no one could find it in themselves to smile at what should have been a reason to rejoice.
Because the apocalyptic scene in front of them couldn’t negate the dignity of the Mi n that had been established over a millennium. But the real threat came after, from the viins.
Theva flowed into thekes, raising countless sulfuric acid vapors. The yellow steam and ck smoke mixed together, making the entire South Ridge seem like hell. Without a doubt, the n in the center of this hellishndscape was the most unfortunate one.
Just when they were finally able to calm the volcano, acid rain carrying toxic gases descended once again. The rain clouds formed by the sulfurous vapors only covered the sky over South Ridge. The greenish rainwater corroded small pits wherever it fell.
The noble families who had nned on escaping South Ridge under the cover of ck smoke were immediately discouraged. After all, to traverse through this acid rain would be akin to pushing their own people towards death. But if they chose not to go, they would be waiting for the butcher’s knife of the Tang n’s alliance. Caught between a rock and a hard ce, Mi Jin once again gathered the n chiefs together.
In a dark area under charred rocks, surrounded by the acrid smell of acid, Mi Jin spoke heavily to the seven family heads, “We have lost this battle. Most of our people will be trapped and die in South Ridge. The only n we can consider now is tobine our family’s forces and send our bloodline away to ensure the continuation of our lineage.”
This frankly stated truth shattered thest illusions in everyone’s hearts. Even though everyone felt that the ns that managed to resist the disaster could no longer defeat the Tang n, they still held on to the false hope of being able to break out under the Mi n’s leadership. But now, listening to Mi Jin say these words, each of the n heads’ expressions darkened as they began to contemte an escape n.<div>
At the time of the attack on North Mountain, the allies were too ruthless and firm in their actions, thinking that their victory was guaranteed. Theyunched a massacre on the Tang n, aiming to crush them all at once. Little did they expect the situation to reverse now, with the allies being pushed to the edge of a cliff. Even surrender had be a fanciful wish.
Mi Jin looked at the crowd and said calmly, “My n has a backup n in Kunwu County, located in the middle of Longzhou. If you all still wish to develop in Longzhou, we can gather people to send a group of our blood descendants there.”
Kunwu Divine Mountain, a sacred ce in Longzhou, is located in Kunwu County. Its presence makes Kunwu County the safest city in Longzhou. No one dares to wage war recklessly under the watchful eyes of Martial Saint Mountain. Almost every major n in Longzhou has some properties in Kunwu County, using it as a refuge for the recuperation and propagation of their n after a defeat.
Those who kill are destined to be killed eventually. Perhaps to outsiders Tang Mi in Xiling appears endlessly glorious, but only the two ns’ leaders understand that fortune is cyclical. A n’s prosperity depends on fate, but how many offspring can be preserved during defeat is a testament to the n leader’s ability. Therefore, both ns have made various preparations for retreat in various locations throughout Xiehe.
The Mi n might be defeated, but they won’t bepletely wiped out. With the backing of the Mi n’s resources, they could return to their former glory within a century at most. After that, it all depends on the fate of their sessors.
For the current n heads, being trapped in a besieged city, they have no other options than to follow Mi n into the abyss.
Gloom is the prevailing mood in South Ridge. Perhaps due to the heavy toxic fumes, the noses of all the family heads are noticeably red, and tears fill their eyes. Their faces bear the marks of struggle and pain.
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Outside South Ridge, aboard a warship
Tang Zhi watched as the acid rain dispersed the ck clouds, revealing the charred South Ridge. He gave an order to the messenger officer, “Pass mymand, counterattack South Ridge!”
Tang and Xiao Martial Ancestors took the lead, dozens of Martial Ancestors charged towards the South Ridge like arrows released from their strings, unleashing a massacre against the exhausted Mi n’s alliance army.
The ease at which the battle progressed exceeded everyone’s expectations. Although the resistance from the Mi n alliance was fierce, both their n warriors and Martial Ancestors were already exhausted from fighting against the disaster’s acid rain. Facing the eager and ready Tang n alliance, they had no choice but to sumb to defeat.
The remnants of each n’s defeated soldiers gathered together, retreating to the Mi n’s cemetery, and relying on the Mi n’sst resort to make a final desperate stand.
However, facing the continuous bombardment from hundreds of Fierce Realm powerhouses, therge Mi n formation surrounding the cemetery didn’t evenst half an hour before it waspletely torn apart. It revealedrge numbers of the Mi n’s people and heavily injured Martial Ancestors inside, who were then surrounded by the new alliance’s Fierce Realm powerhouses.
Tang Zhi decisively brought down his raised hand, ordering the allied warriors tounch the final round of attacks on the stubbornly resisting remnant forces.
Golden pirs rising to the sky, the Five-Color Divine Dragon zigzagging around, mixed with the multicolored Spirit Arts of the Xuan ss, the Fierce Realm warriors’ killing efficiency was demonstrated to the fullest extent in this moment.
With every passing second, countless lives were erased. Even the rocks and trees were reduced to dust along with the many lives lost. What disappeared along with them were also the millennia-old glory of the Mi n and their pride.
Tang Zhi stood on a distant mountain peak, looking at the besieged remnants of the alliance forces in the cemetery, his expressionplex.
When the great achievement that the Tang n had been dreaming of for hundreds of years was finally realized in his hands within a few breaths, followed by an endless emptiness.<div>
In the future, there will be no Mi n in Xiling. Can the Tang n, without a rival, still maintain such rapid progress and improvement?
Tang Zhi nced at the head of the n Academy, Tang Yao, and the Marshal Star Pavilion’s Tang Luo standing beside him, scattering the unease in his heart. At least for this generation, the Tang n is certainly the most outstanding iteration.
The battlested less than half a day, and the Mi n’s alliance forces defending the cemetery werepletely annihted. Corpses were strewn everywhere on the ground, and the once magnificent cemetery of the Mi n looked as inconspicuous as any ordinary grave.
Except for a few Martial Ancestors who managed to escape using the Xuanji Jade, the rest were entirely killed. Even the new alliance had paid a considerable price. They thought that a handful of remnants would not be much of a challenge, but in the end, arge number of their Fierce Realm warriors were severely injured, with several of the Tang n’s Martial Ancestors among them.<div>
Yet in the end, the Tang n still won the battle. Several elders looked out over the field of corpses, as though in a dream.
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