Chapter 2587: Chapter 49: Bloody Battle (Part 2)

However, at this moment, this terrifying Corpse King was kneeling.

Kneeling before a young cultivator who looked no more than ten years old.

At the same time, zombies covered the mountains, all prostrated on the ground.

The Corpse King kneeling, the Iron Corpse submitting, and countless corpses worshipping.

And the young cultivator whom the Corpse King kneeled to had brows and eyes like a painting, with a profound majesty, was none other than, the teenager before him...

It was... Mo Hua.

Like a thunderbolt out of the blue, it echoed in his mind.

Yang Jishan remembered everything, he finally recalled who Mo Hua was.

He was the boy from back then, who quelled the corpse crisis in South Yue City, who, in a critical moment, made the Corpse King kneel and countless corpses submit, that enigmatic teenager!

Yang Jishan’s heart was in turmoil, his whole body couldn’t help but tremble.

How could he have forgotten such an important event, how could he have forgotten?

But after a moment, the battle-hardened Yang Jishan still maintained his composure amidst intense emotional agitation.

Now was not the time to think about these things.

If Mo Hua really was that little boy who subdued the Corpse King back then, then his words could not be false.

Whether or not the Great Wilderness Sect would truly revolt, at least on his end, he had to prepare thoroughly.

Yang Jishan, with a stern expression, said to Yang Jiyong:

"Pass down the orders, have all the soldiers in the camp put on their armor, activate the formation, remain on full alert, and be wary of enemy attacks..."

He then said with a serious face, "I... will head to the main camp to consult the Great Commander."

He was only a Third Grade Commander of the Golden Core Realm, capable of deciding the actions of his own battalion of soldiers.

He had no authority over the broader Taoist Soldiers’ strategy.

Even if the Great Wilderness Sect truly rebelled, he still had to consult the higher-ups, and the Feather Transformation Realm Great Commanders would deliberate and decide the commands.

"Yes!"

Yang Jiyong replied in a deep voice, passing on Yang Jishan’s orders.

The Yang Family cultivators in the barracks, who had just rested for a short while, upon hearing the command, promptly donned their armor and prepared their weapons, becoming vigilant once again.

Yang Jishan made a round, ensuring that the military camp was secure before preparing to head to the main camp.

But as he was about to set off, Mo Hua suddenly held him back.

Yang Jishan was taken aback and turned back to look at Mo Hua.

Mo Hua, with a solemn expression, shook his head.

Yang Jishan realized something and released his Divine Sense, only then to discover that amidst the howling wind, in the night of Fengbo Ridge, numerous shadows lurked like specters, crawling bit by bit towards the camp.

The direction they came from was precisely the Great Wilderness Sect’s quarters.

The timing they chose was just right, evidently well-acquainted with the internal operations of the Taoist Soldiers.

Moreover, their armor seemed to have some concealment formations woven into them.

If not known in advance, it would have been impossible to defend against.

Looking at Mo Hua, Yang Jishan was both amazed at Mo Hua’s truthful words and astonished that this Foundation Building Cultivator’s Divine Sense was actually more sensitive than his, allowing him to detect the enemy attack a few moments earlier than his own Golden Core Sense.

Yang Jishan waved his hand.

Yang Jiyong understood and turned to relay the command: "Proceed as planned."

Within the Yang Family’s military camp, the soldiers promptly lay in ambush.

Before long, a glow of formation light emerged, bisecting a stealthy Great Wilderness Sect cultivator, with the scent of blood filling the air. The previously stagnant night quickly turned into a scene of carnage, with shouts and cries shaking the heavens.

"Enemy attack!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Slaughter erupted suddenly, and almost in an instant, the night was drenched in blood.

In the dark, one couldn’t tell who was killing, who was dying. Who was beheaded with a sword, pierced through the heart with a spear, or torn apart by the formation, with limbs scattered everywhere.

Black and red intertwined, the killing intent boiling.

In such a tense slaughter, Yang Jishan had no time to report to the main camp.

Nor was there a need to report anymore, for soon enough, the Great Wilderness Sect’s full-scale rebellion commenced.

On Fengbo Ridge, dense numbers of Great Wilderness Sect cultivators filled the view.

They brandished their blades towards the Taoist Soldiers of the Taoist Court.

With the desert’s cold wind blowing, the flames of battle spread rapidly, in just a few blinks of an eye.

The situation was fiercely intense.

The rebellion escalated immediately to a fever pitch.

Yang Jishan also encountered a Golden Core Cultivator from the Great Wilderness Sect, engaged in a life-and-death struggle.

Yang Jiyong and his men were also embroiled in a fierce battle.

Fortunately, Mo Hua had forewarned them, and with Mo Hua’s pre-placed marching formations serving as barriers, the situation did not turn for the worse.

Otherwise, with an unprepared assault and the Great Wilderness Sect striking ruthlessly, perhaps the other Taoist Soldiers might face dire consequences, but Yang Jishan, Yang Jiyong, and the soldiers of the Yang Family’s battalion would likely be in grave danger.

After a while of mutual engagement and struggle, the situation reached a stalemate.

Yang Jishan was held up by a Great Wilderness Sect Golden Core cultivator, locked in a deadly fight.

Breaking his usual reticence, Mo Hua intervened, using a touch of Divine Thought, employing the Shocking God Pupil Skill, to intimidate that Great Wilderness Sect Golden Core for a few moments.

In a life-and-death battle, these few moments were enough to decide fate.

By the time that Great Wilderness Sect Golden Core regained consciousness, Yang Jishan had already pierced through his chest with a long spear.

In Taoist Soldiers’ combat, first look to the general, second look to the soldiers.

In a Third Grade battlefield, the Golden Core is the general, the Foundation Establishment is the soldier.

With the death of a Golden Core, losing their general and top combat power, the remaining Foundation Building cultivators of the Great Wilderness Sect had their fighting strength drastically reduced.

Yang Jishan, with a spear’s thrust, killed several Great Wilderness Sect cultivators, before charging back and forth like a gust of wind, quickly routing the remaining group of Great Wilderness Sect cultivators.

The crisis in the Yang Family’s military camp was somewhat alleviated.

But before everyone could catch their breath, a dazzling sword aura suddenly lit up the night sky, its formidable power spreading instantly like a mountain collapse, like a tidal wave.

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