My Wife Is The Leader Of A Demonic Cult-Chapter 323 - Two Nations Attack World in Chaos

Chapter 323: Chapter 323: Two Nations Attack, World in Chaos

Chapter 323: Chapter 323: Two Nations Attack, World in Chaos

Yuan City, Eastern Camp, inside the Central Army’s tent.

Wang Shiyi crouched in front of the sand table as usual, his brows tightly furrowed.

Every time a great battle loomed, he liked to gaze at the sand table, often sitting there for the entire day.

Dressed in a black robe, Li Qirong entered the tent slowly, fan in hand, and said, “Great Commander, I feel that both the Ghost Swordsman and the Demon Sect possess remarkable strength. Why don’t we join forces with them to resist Houjin’s advances?”

“Collaboration is not something I would reject, but to follow his orders is utterly out of the question,” replied Wang Shiyi, shaking his head seriously. “He is merely a hooligan from Jianghu. How could he understand how to command troops? I’m responsible for hundreds of thousands of soldiers and the tens of millions of Great Yan citizens behind me.”

Li Qirong sighed internally, remaining silent.

Although he, too, was quite discontent with a ‘greenhorn’ commanding the Northern Wilderness campaigns, the Ghost Swordsman was a top martial artist in the world, and behind him stood the Demon Sect, a supreme sect. With their help, they could fend off the assaults from the experts of Great Snow Mountain, giving him an added measure of confidence.

Top Jianghu experts held significant deterrence in battles between armies, especially towards vitally important figures like the commander and generals, posing great danger.

The Demon Sect had initially managed to hold off Houjin’s forces at Sanfeng Pass due to the Sect Hierarch, Zhao Qingmei, personally taking action to slay Houjin’s commander. Later, when Houjin’s forces battled the Demon Sect, they took extra precautions and even deployed top experts to protect their generals, which led to their capture of the Demon Sect Main Hall at Dongluo Pass.

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“Heavenly Gate Pass won’t last much longer,” said Wang Shiyi, pointing at the sand table. “Once Houjin’s army moves south, their next target will be Yuan City. Yuan City is the core of the Northern Wilderness Road. If Yuan City falls, then the Northern Wilderness Road falls.”

Li Qirong followed Wang Shiyi’s pointing finger, then said, “Following our original plan, we have set ambushes along the way at places like Tinghu Road and Bai Xiang Valley. It will not only slow down Houjin’s advance but also effectively wipe out their cavalry.”

“Besides that, we must clear the fields and send a large number of light cavalry to raid their supply trains from behind.”

Facing such a formidable Houjin army, Li Qirong was momentarily at a loss for a better strategy, left with nothing but to wait for Houjin to make mistakes, build defensive fortifications, and systematically withstand their assaults.

This was going to be a prolonged war, with victory only possible for those who managed to endure until the end.

“Report!”

Wang Shiyi nodded and was about to speak when a messenger soldier charged in frantically, “Houjin’s vanguard, the Green Wind Banner, has arrived at Heavenly Gate Pass. After resting for a night, they directly launched an attack on the pass. General Guan Chaoyang was slain by Mu Yi Dharma King from Great Snow Mountain while supervising the battle on the city walls. Then, Heavenly Gate Pass was breached.”

Heavenly Gate Pass was breached!?

Li Qirong and Wang Shiyi exchanged glances. Although they had anticipated that the pass could not hold for long, they hadn’t expected it to fall so quickly.

Heavenly Gate Pass was the gateway to the Northern Wilderness Road. Once opened, the entire Northern Wilderness Road lay exposed to the jaws of Houjin’s massive army.

Wang Shiyi remarked, “Guan Chaoyang was careless.”

“Watch out!”

“Thmp!”

Wang Shiyi’s brows were knitted in concentration when suddenly, a sharp arrow shot from afar pierced through the messenger soldier right inside the tent.

The arrow’s force was immense, and after going through the body, it continued flying towards its target — Wang Shiyi’s heart.

“Shii!”

Wang Shiyi hastily drew his long blade from his waist to shield himself; the arrow pierced the blade and continued forward, forcing Wang Shiyi to retreat repeatedly until it finally came to a halt against the Heart Protector.

“Enemy attack!”

Chaos and shouting erupted outside the central army tent.

Li Qirong hurriedly stepped forward, asking, “Great Commander Wang, are you alright?”

“Quick, protect the Great Commander!” “Protect the Great Commander!”

The close guards also rushed forward frantically, shielding the two of them behind themselves with extremely panicked expressions.

Wang Shiyi’s forehead was covered in cold sweat as he looked at the arrow in front of his chest, gasping heavily, “I’m fine, thankfully the Heart Protector stopped this arrow. It must be an expert, very likely the Dharma King from the Great Snow Mountain.”

Li Qirong’s eyes narrowed slightly, and an undercurrent of chill couldn’t help but rise in his heart.

After the previous assassination attempt on Li Qirong by Houjin failed, they had now directly sent a Grandmaster-level expert to attack Wang Shiyi.

Outside the grand camp, chaos reigned, with sounds of combat and shouting echoing continuously.

It took about half an incense stick’s worth of time before calm was restored outside. A Deputy General rushed in and reported, “Reporting to the Great Commander, a total of seven intruders came, of which five have been slain. However, two escaped due to their highly skilled martial arts before we could encircle them. Should we pursue?”

Wang Shiyi waved his hand, speaking with a grave face, “The two that escaped must be experts from Jianghu. Have the high-level experts from the Five Lakes and Four Seas Hall go after them. The urgent task at hand is to hold off the fierce incoming Houjin army.”

“Yes!”

The Deputy General responded, bowing with a clenched fist.

Wang Shiyi turned to Li Qirong and said, “It seems we need to be cautious.”

Li Qirong spoke in a low voice, “We can use their plan against them, ‘lure the tiger out of the mountains’, set up ten central army tents, lay an ambush, and if they dare to come again, even a Grandmaster-level expert will die here.”

Upon hearing this, Wang Shiyi nodded slightly, “Good, let’s ‘lure the tiger out of the mountains’.”

…….

In Yan Country, on Jiangnan Dao, at the abundant ferry crossing.

The river was dyed red with blood, and countless corpses were drifting away with the current, far into the distance. The ground was covered with signals of war, dismembered limbs, and tattered robes, accompanied by continuous wailing from Yan Country’s soldiers.

Clearly, a great battle had taken place here, and the defeated side was none other than Yan Country.

Zhang Qishan, the commander for defending the abundant ferry crossing, was pinned firmly to the ground by two Zhao Country soldiers, a long knife resting on his neck. His body was also covered with wounds, like a wild beast struggling relentlessly.

Zhao Country’s warships had taken the ferry crossing and the large army had successfully landed, with its blades pointed directly at Lijiang City, the metropolitan city of Jiangnan Dao.

At that moment, a man in armor stepped down from a large warship, carrying a long spear.

The man was about forty years old, with a firm complexion and a cold demeanor, tinged with a sense of grim determination.

This man was the eldest disciple of Qi Xuan Dao, Sui Xin, the Great Marshal commanding all of Zhao Country’s armed forces.

He was a well-known figure in both Yan Country and Zhao Country, a man under whom each of the three great Military Marquises of Yan Country had suffered significant defeats, most often emerging with more losses than victories.

This man was ruthless, decisive in killing, extremely brutal, cool-headed and sagacious, and his cultivation was also at the Half-step Grandmaster realm, virtually without any weaknesses.

Zhang Qishan lifted his head, his eyes tinged with crimson as he glared defiantly at the man before him.

Sui Xin mockingly looked at Zhang Qishan and said, “Will you surrender?”

“Pah!”

Zhang Qishan’s throat moved convulsively as he spat at Sui Xin, but the saliva was blocked by Sui Xin’s robe.

With a sneer, Sui Xin said, “Bring them up.”

Following his order, several soldiers quickly approached, and soon, a woman and a child were brought forth. Upon seeing Zhang Qishan, both were visibly shaken with excitement.

“Qishan!”

“Daddy!”

Seeing this, Zhang Qishan’s eyes blazed with fury, “What do you want to do!?”

Sui Xin said coldly, “First, chop off their ears for me.”

“No!”

“Yes!”

Upon hearing the command, the soldiers swiftly cut off four ears, which fell to the ground accompanied by a spray of blood.

“Ah!”

The woman and child cried out in unendurable pain, the sounds piercing Zhang Qishan’s heart like steel needles.

Zhang Qishan’s eyes turned bloodshot, and he struggled furiously, “You are so cruel! If you have the guts, come at me!”

Sui Xin continued to inquire, “Will you surrender?”

Zhang Qishan roared, “I won’t surrender!”

Sui Xin said indifferently, “Gouge out their eyeballs for me.”

Zhang Qishan going utterly mad, shouted, “You beast! Don’t you have a family of your own?”

“Ah—!”

With two flashes of cold light, four eyeballs were gouged out, two rolling to a stop in front of Zhang Qishan.

Zhang Qishan’s lips trembled, and for a moment he stared in disbelief at the eyeballs in front of him; the next moment a scream brought him back to the grim reality.

However, the cries abruptly stopped, for their tongues had also been cut out.

“Sui Xin—!”

Zhang Qishan bellowed, howling, but no amount of struggling was of any use.

And his wife and child now lay in a pool of blood.

Shaking his head, Sui Xin ordered, “Kill him.”

The icy blade pierced through Zhang Qishan’s heart, and then a gush of blood surged from his chest, signaling the end of all life within him.

In a somber tone, Sui Xin remarked, “People of Yan Country, they do have some backbone. This war isn’t as easy to win as I had thought.”

A nearby soldier inquired in a low voice, “Great Commander, what shall we do with Zhang Qishan’s body?”

“Bury them together.”

Having given the order, Sui Xin walked away, his stride firm and steady, his silhouette like a mountain, conveying a sense of solidity.

…….

Houjin and the armies of Zhao Country advanced from north and south, igniting the fierce battle against Yan. Houjin’s six-hundred-thousand-strong army swept southward from Heaven Gate Pass, dividing into three forces that shattered all resistance in their path, only slowing at Licheng.

The nautical and land forces of Zhao Country launched simultaneously, totaling seven hundred thousand men, though they proclaimed a million, majestically crossing the border rivers and marching toward Jiangnan Dao. In less than three days, the Garrison Commander Zhang Qishan at Fengyu Crossing was killed. Two days later, Tianfang City also fell. With a momentum even more formidable than Houjin, the resolute spirit of Zhao Country was unmatched.

In an instant, a million soldiers converged on Yan Country’s southern and northern fronts, drawing the attention of all to this epoch-making battleground.

Unbeknownst to them, everyone was swept into this conflict, a war that, regardless of the outcome, determined the fate of every individual involved.

Yan Country was now mired in a profound crisis, besieged by two nations scarcely inferior to its own strength. The suffocating pressure was palpable.

The frontier dispatches reached Yujing City, sending shockwaves through the court and marketplace alike—no one had anticipated such a ferocious and swift assault by Zhao Country and Houjin.

Could Yan Country really withstand the full onslaught of these two nations?

Even the officials in the royal court harbored doubts, but fortunately, the return of the Great Yan Emperor to govern restored a great deal of confidence, preventing panic from spreading further.

In this existential moment for Yan Country, righteous men and heroes within the Great Yan Martial World flooded to the frontiers, rallying under the Five Lakes and Four Seas Hall to resist the barbarians of Houjin and the formidable armies of Zhao Country.

All at once, heroes from every direction ascended, creating a storm of change.

Chaos ensued!

The world was thrown into complete turmoil!

At the Blue River Sect, Chenxin Lake.

Ever since the previous Sect Master Bai Qun was killed by Lou Xiangzhen with two sword strikes, the Blue River Sect had sealed its gates, and even now, as Houjin and Zhao Country launched their assaults, it remained in seclusion.

The lake was serene, reflecting the glistening light like a great mirror.

At this moment, around Chenxin Lake, dozens of mysterious figures dressed in black, wearing cloaks and veils that obscured their faces, gathered.

Wang Yue, as usual, sat on the ancient bridge, gazing at the shimmering lake below and said softly, “The great fates of this world are like the cultivation of martial arts; without destruction, there can be no construction. Only through breaking and shattering can it stand anew.”

With that, he cast his fishing line into the water.

Ripples spread across the glittering lake.

Before long, two figures approached from the distance.

It was Zhao Liangdong, accompanied by Bai Lin’er.

At this point, Bai Lin’er wore a puzzled look; she didn’t understand why her elder wanted to see her—after all, he had scarcely summoned her over the past year.

“Sect Master.”

Zhao Liangdong saluted, “I have brought the person you asked for.”

Wang Yue chuckled lightly, then waved her over, “Come, Lin’er, come to me.”

Bai Lin’er, her temperament vastly changed, still felt a bit suspicious of her elder’s intentions but obediently approached, “Elder.”

Wang Yue patted Bai Lin’er’s head and smiled, “Little Lin’er has grown up.”

Bai Lin’er blinked her large eyes and said nothing.

Wang Yue pointed to the shimmering lake water and said, “Lin’er, do you know what’s in Chenxin Lake?”

Bai Lin’er looked towards the lake and then shook her head, “I don’t know.”

Wang Yue stroked his beard and smiled, “Inside it contains a world.”

A look of confusion flashed in Bai Lin’er’s eyes, “A world?”

Certainly, she was still unable to comprehend such a statement.

Wang Yue nodded his head, his eyes suddenly growing deep as he said, “The world of my Wang Family, the world of the Great Qin Dynasty.”

Bai Lin’er reminded him, “The Great Qin Dynasty? It’s the Great Yan Dynasty now, granduncle.”

Wang Yue looked at Bai Lin’er and said, “I have waited for over fifty years, and finally, the day has come. Are you willing to help your granduncle restore the world of the Great Qin Dynasty?”

“Granduncle, I…”

Bai Lin’er, under such a gaze from Wang Yue, felt exceedingly uncomfortable and subconsciously retreated, but her arms felt as though they were firmly clamped by iron pincers, utterly unable to move.

“Release Lin’er.”

Just at that moment, a clear reprimand sounded.

Wang Xiaoxi’s figure leapt forward, her hand reaching out towards Bai Lin’er.

With a wave of Wang Yue’s sleeve, his inner strength struck out fiercely like it was forged from iron.

Bang!

Wang Xiaoxi felt a sharp pain in all her organs and stumbled backward on the ground, retreating repeatedly.

“Mother!”

Bai Lin’er could not help but cry out upon seeing this.

Wang Xiaoxi steadied herself, “Quickly let go of Lin’er.”

Wang Yue fondly touched Bai Lin’er’s head and said, “She has the richest essence blood of our Wang Family’s lineage, bearing the hopes of our ancestors.”

Wang Xiaoxi rebuked angrily, “You madman!”

Wang Yue ignored Wang Xiaoxi and simply said, “Watch over her.”

“Understood.”

Zhao Liangdong nodded upon hearing the order, then turned to Wang Xiaoxi with a cupped fist and said, “My apologies.”

After speaking, Zhao Liangdong’s figure flashed, moving beside Wang Xiaoxi and grabbing her wrist.

“Zhao Liangdong, do you realize what he’s doing? Do you want to become a madman along with him?” Wang Xiaoxi glared at Zhao Liangdong in front of her.

Wang Yue, carrying Bai Lin’er, came before Chenxin Lake, then extended his hand, and a sharp dagger appeared.

The surrounding men in black all had solemn expressions, bowing their heads.

“I’m sorry.”

Zhao Liangdong took a deep breath and whispered softly, “Miss Wang, I am well aware of what I’m doing.”

“Mother!”

Bai Lin’er, with a trace of fear in her eyes, cried out desperately.

With an expressionless face, Wang Yue made a single motion, and suddenly, a trail of blood appeared on Bai Lin’er’s wrist, red blood continuously flowed into Chenxin Lake, and then that red blood gradually turned to gold.

A glint of light appeared in Wang Yue’s eyes as he whispered, “Truly, she has the richest bloodline in our Wang Family, and the closest to our ancestors.”

The golden blood gradually merged into the lake, and afterwards, a stream of white mist emerged on the surface of the lake, enveloping the entire Chenxin Lake.

Wang Xiaoxi shouted, “Wang Yue, you lunatic, stop it! Isn’t killing my father and mother enough for you?”

Wang Xiaoxi’s parents, who were also Wang Yue’s son and daughter-in-law, were commonly thought to have been killed by Bai Qun, but in reality, they were not, having been personally killed by Wang Yue.

His reason was very simple: for the essence blood of his own progeny.

“Mother….”

As the essence blood on Bai Lin’er’s body grew less and less, she also became weaker and eventually passed out entirely.

Wang Yue, oblivious to Wang Xiaoxi’s angry shouts, simply watched Chenxin Lake, feeling as if his heart was boiling.

Zhao Liangdong, witnessing the miraculous scene, was also filled with indescribable shock.

“Boom!”

At the next moment, the whole Chenxin Lake began to shake violently as though something terrifying was about to emerge.

Seeing this, Wang Yue couldn’t help but kneel, his tears flowing freely as he watched the trembling Chenxin Lake.

The men in black around him knelt down as well, their expressions extremely devout.

Zhao Liangdong also subconsciously bent his knee and lowered his head.

“Lin’er.”

Wang Xiaoxi, as if mad, ran towards the pale-faced Bai Lin’er.

….

Beihuang Dao, Tiny Yin Path.

Apart from Heavenly Gate Pass, there is another small path that can cross Beihuang Dao to reach the domain of Houjin.

However, this path was remote and not many knew of it; it was also extremely dangerous. Not even caravans, let alone large armies, were willing to take this small path.

At this moment, on the cold and damp path, an army marched on the edges of precipitous cliffs, advancing towards the Northern Wilderness of Houjin.

Every now and then, a soldier would miss his step and plunge into the unfathomable chasm below, where a huge Black Flood Dragon passed by, catching the fallen soldier on its back. Even so, other soldiers who saw this felt a chill down their spines.

“All of you, focus! Don’t get distracted, for distraction means death,” Qiu Lun warned, shouting from the rear.

An Jing was taking a risk by leading ninety thousand Pingyang Guards through this path on a treacherous journey.

“`

In the eyes of ordinary people, this was seen as a life-threatening endeavor, and the time it took was extremely long. Even if they made it through the narrow Taiyin Path, the Northern Wilderness was defended by tens of thousands of Houjin troops, so conquering the vast area would be very difficult.

An Jing and Li Fuzhou walked at the front of the army, “How many more days will it take to get through this path?”

Li Fuzhou replied, “About two more days. After all, moving through a narrow path greatly slows down the march.”

An Jing nodded and said nothing.

Although the Black Flood Dragon was with them these past few days, there were still many soldiers who died, totaling nearly a thousand. Additionally, some were unwell. If 80,000 of the originally 90,000 Pingyang Guards made it through the Taiyin Path, that would be considered good.

“Once we get through the Taiyin Path, we will reach Dongluo Pass to the west and the Northern Wilderness to the north.”

Li Fuzhou, holding a map, said, “According to the intelligence reports, Taiyin Kui is supposed to be in the Northern Wilderness, but it seems that he might have already stealthily headed for the Great Qin Emperor’s Mausoleum.”

An Jing turned to Jiang Renyi and asked, “Do you know the exact location of the Great Qin Emperor’s Mausoleum?”

Jiang Renyi replied gravely, “I’m not sure of the exact location, but it’s in the desert bordering Houjin right behind Dongluo Pass.”

An Jing said, “It seems we need to move through the Taiyin Path as quickly as possible.”

The group continued along, surrounded by the narrow path, with poisonous insects occasionally emerging.

Even with An Jing clearing out a significant number of poisonous insects in the front, many were still hidden in inconspicuous corners, leading to the death of many soldiers.

“Separating Heaven and Earth, what kind of realm is that exactly?”

While walking forward, An Jing held the insights left by Jun Qinglin, trying to comprehend the state of Separating Heaven and Earth.

The insights from Jun Qinglin suggested that once someone accessed Heavenly Human Communication, they would almost certainly be unable to enter the state of Separating Heaven and Earth, and vice versa.

These two paths were in complete opposition. Once one embarked on one, the chance of stepping onto the other was practically impossible.

At this moment, An Jing was indeed feeling the difficulty. Having realized Heavenly Human Communication, he found it seemingly impossible to find any thread that would lead him into the realm of Separating Heaven and Earth.

An Jing muttered to himself, “To Separate Heaven and Earth is to completely extricate oneself from this world, to no longer be bound by it…”

Time passed, and before he knew it, two days had gone by.

In a desolate and barren land beyond the border, sandstorms raged, and all that could be seen was a blanket of yellow, with no other features in sight.

This was the exact border between the Houjin Northern Wilderness and Dongluo Pass, where one could even spot the battle at Sanfeng Pass between the Demon Sect’s Black Armored Army and the Houjin troops not too far away.

“We’ve finally walked out of the Taiyin Path,” An Jing surveyed his surroundings before exhaling deeply.

Li Fuzhou, Ouyang Ping, and Jiang Renyi emerged behind him, their eyes filled with joy.

After many days, they had finally made it from the Beihuang Path to the edge of the Houjin Territory.

“We’re out! We’re alive and we’ve made it out!”

“That’s great, we’ve finally come out!”

…….

Then the Pingyang Guards also braved the sandstorm and emerged, each one beside themselves with joy, and some soldiers were so overwhelmed with relief that they burst into tears. During the short span of a few days, they had all been living in constant fear, almost skirting the edge of death.

Seeing their own comrades die right before their eyes had been incredibly crushing, almost suffocating, and leaving them gasping for breath.

“`

Qiu Lun also walked over with a smile, “Big brother, we have finally arrived in the heartland of Houjin.”

“The army will rest for a day, investigate the situation in North Field, and then prepare to take down North Field, to give Houjin a surprise.”

An Jing took a deep breath and said, “Elder Ouyang, Jiang Renyi, the two of you will accompany me into the desert to search for the Qin Emperor’s Mausoleum and, incidentally, find Taiyin Kui.”

At the end of his statement, a hint of killing intent surfaced in An Jing’s eyes.

For the grudge against Jun Qinglin at Dongluo Pass, let’s start by killing a Taiyin Kui in retaliation.

“Alright.”

Ouyang Ping answered, while Jiang Renyi also nodded his head.

Qiu Lun patted his chest and said, “Big brother, go ahead without worries, I won’t act rashly.”

He was very clear that this army had stealthily rushed out from the Yin path and now had maneuvered to the rear of Houjin’s 600,000-strong force; whether they attacked the 600,000 troops or cut off their supplies, or headed directly for North Field, each action carried significant strategic weight.

An Jing nodded slightly, then mounted the Black Flood Dragon, with Ouyang Ping and Jiang Renyi also sitting atop the Black Flood Dragon, racing towards the desert behind Dongluo Pass.

“Roar!”

The Black Flood Dragon, very familiar with that stretch of desert, charged at full speed into the sands upon hearing An Jing’s command.

The sky was blue, the ground yellow; apart from these two colors, no other hues were to be seen in this place.

It wasn’t long before the Black Flood Dragon carried everyone to the Sealing Demon Platform, which now looked like a desert mirage, had been plundered empty by the Houjin army and turned into ruins. The Sealing Demon Well had also collapsed, and the corpses of many forebears of the Demon Sect were buried beneath.

Standing on the Black Flood Dragon’s back, Ouyang Ping looked at this scene and couldn’t help recalling the old man who liked to stand atop the roofs of great halls. A wave of grief arose in his heart as he sighed softly, “Great Elder, we have returned.”

They had returned, but all was changed now.

An Jing subconsciously touched his sword box. There was no expression on his face, but the killing intent in his heart was bursting forth like a mountain flood.

The Great Elder had his life cut short by Zongzheng Huachun, a fact An Jing would never forget for the rest of his life.

This time, leading the Pingyang Guard to strike directly at the Royal Court was not only to retrieve Jun Qinglin’s corpse for a homecoming burial but also to cut off Zongzheng Huachun’s head as an offering to his spirit in heaven.

The enmity of country and family, each and every one, was taken into account.

Jiang Renyi looked at the Sealing Demon Platform. He did not feel much about the death of Jun Qinglin, but the sight of the palaces and observatories along the way to Dongluo Pass had filled him with an inexplicable shock.

Each of those observatories represented countless lives lost; but how many had perished?

No one knew, yet Dongluo Pass used to be a bustling city but was now eerily silent.

The barbarians of Houjin slaughtered cities; they killed men outright and reduced women to prisoners and playthings, a typical display of their savagery.

“Roar!”

Just then, the Black Flood Dragon roared fiercely, the sound deafening and full of vigor, with a mix of excitement and fear.

Ouyang Ping and Jiang Renyi were startled and hurriedly looked toward the distance.

Meanwhile, An Jing’s Earth Book emitted beams of light, among which there was even the brilliance of purple light.

……