“The Heavenly King is a woman.”
Jiang Wen gazed at the opposite bank of Luoyan Abyss, slowly stating in a沉着 voice.
“Do you know Tianyuan City?”
“No.” Hongluan shook her head.
“Tianyuan City is like this natural chasm city, or rather, the natural chasm Great Wall is built on the foundation of Tianyuan City.”
“Is that so? Why have I never heard of it?” Hongluan listened, feeling that these past secrets were quite fantastical, and she became even more curious. “Could this Heavenly King be the master of Tianyuan City?”
“Exactly.” Jiang Wen nodded. “The current Daqian was called the Old Land during the Taicang era. It was a place where ferocious beasts roamed and foreign races were in power. Here, the human tribes were all livestock, merely moving food. Later, the Heavenly King built Tianyuan City in Taizhou, conquering all directions and pacifying the Old Land. This iron cable bridge in Luoyan Abyss was built at that time.”
“There could actually be such a woman in the world, I really want to meet her.” Hearing Jiang Wen speak of the Heavenly King in this way, Hongluan couldn't help but feel admiration. After all, heroes have emerged throughout history, but few women have been able to shine brightly.
This Heavenly King, who has never been recorded in history books, has done such earth-shattering things.
“Why have I never seen this person in historical records? She made such a great contribution to humanity, why is she not mentioned by anyone?” Hongluan was a little puzzled, saying that any outstanding deeds by heroes in the world would be recorded in history with a heavy stroke. But this Heavenly King's great achievements were no less than those of the Great Qian's founding emperor, yet there was not a single written record.
“I don't know either, perhaps it's been too long. So long that people have forgotten her.” Jiang Wen shook his head and sighed.
“Let's cross this iron chain bridge first, to avoid any accidents.”
As Jiang Wen spoke, he led the two onto the iron cable bridge.
Although there were no wooden planks on the bridge, it was like walking on flat ground for the three of them. Mortals might sway from side to side, feeling frightened. But for Jiang Wen and the others, it was no different from flat ground.
After stepping onto the iron cable bridge, a cold wind blew. Perhaps because of the iron cables, the cold wind was not as cold as they had imagined.
Quickly passing through, Jiang Wen's crow's mouth was proven right. They looked at the decaying figure standing still in the middle of the bridge, understanding that the battle on this bridge was inevitable.
“Fellow Daoist's words are still so accurate.” Hongluan chuckled, gripping her saber and preparing to step forward. Before she could step forward, Agu, who was behind, spoke up.
“Let me do it.”
Agu walked to the front, his cloak swirling in the wind. He reached under his cloak with both hands, taking out a short sword and a shield.
The short sword was covered in rust, and the shield was also tattered. Jiang Wen squinted at the shield and short sword, as if recalling something.
The decaying figure standing on the chains moved, it raised its head buried between its arms, shaking off the scarlet flowers on its body. Rotten debris fell in pieces, and a pair of decaying wings unfolded behind its three-zhang-tall body.
“Those who pass, die!” The decaying figure's muffled voice came.
Its hand opened, and two long swords were gripped in its hand. On its emaciated head, a pair of eyes gleaming with ghostly fire lit up. An invisible power spread everywhere.
The clouds in the valley were blown away, and the two chains shook violently.
Agu crouched down slightly, placing the shield slightly in front of his eyes, he quietly faced the decaying figure, waiting for the start of the battle.
“Die!” The decaying figure roared, flapping its wings and leaping into the air.
Its figure transformed into a raptor, swooping down towards Agu.
Dong——!!
The symphony of weapons and shields began, and attacks like a storm came.
The decaying figure wielded its twin swords like phantoms, each strike shaking space and shattering the sky. Its speed was extremely fast, so fast that even its shadow was about to be a step behind.
The sound of clashing echoed, Agu's tight defense remained in place.
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Although his movements were not as fast as the decaying figure's, each battle prediction was incredibly accurate. Parrying, deflecting. There were no unnecessary movements, as precise as a machine. No matter how fierce the decaying figure's attacks were, he remained unmoved.
“Xuanwu Army…” Jiang Wen murmured.
The more he looked at Agu's moves, the more familiar they became, the defensive posture was also like the moves practiced by the Tianyuan City warriors of the past, all things that Jiang Wen was very familiar with.
If his memory was correct, Agu was using the Xuanwu Army Art, one of the four forbidden armies of Tianyuan City.
It was the military martial arts technique that he and the scholars of the Immortal Sect jointly compiled—Xuanwu Battle Art.
This technique emphasizes defense and counterattack, breaking the opponent with an immovable mountain stance. Although the Xuanwu Battle Art can be compared with the Dao Palace when cultivated to the highest level, it is ultimately a military technique, and the improvement is too difficult.
Unexpectedly, even today, he could still see someone who practiced the Xuanwu Battle Art. Who exactly is Agu? And why did he wake up at this chaotic time?
Jiang Wen was doubtful, and Agu's battle continued. The decaying figure's moves were fierce, each move carrying killing intent. But it was difficult to break through Agu's Xuanwu defense, and it could only attack blindly, being consumed little by little by Agu.
The Xuanwu Battle Art has unparalleled defense, but its flaw lies under its feet. If it cannot break through its defensive posture, even when facing an enemy several times stronger than itself, the Xuanwu warrior will not panic in the slightest.
After hundreds of breaths, the sword qi gradually weakened. But looking at the divine tortoise poking its head, it had already transformed from illusion to reality, condensing into half of a solid turtle head.
“It's over.” After Jiang Wen finished speaking, the divine tortoise glared and opened its mouth, and a fierce wind vortex was spat out, spraying towards the decaying figure suspended in mid-air.
The wind howled like a dragon, shaking the canyon. The wind vortex was like a knife, and even a large area of the cliff on the opposite bank was cut away.
Looking again at the decaying figure hit by the wind vortex. The flesh on its body was blown away, leaving only a clean skeleton falling onto the iron chains. It squatted on the iron chains with half of its body, and there was no movement.
“Not dishonoring the mission.” Agu retracted his shield and sword, nodding towards Jiang Wen. Although he couldn't see his face clearly, he could feel that Agu was still a lot weaker. After all, this kind of battle was no trivial matter, and it took him a lot of effort to defeat the opponent.
Walking closer to the skeleton squatting on the ground, Jiang Wen looked at its body. It had a human body and a bull's head, with a pair of wings on its back, one could imagine the strange appearance when it was alive.
“It's very similar to the Evil-Breaking Heavenly Lord of the Orthodox God Sect.” Hongluan blurted out, looking at the skeleton.
“Evil-Breaking Heavenly Lord?” Jiang Wen was a little surprised, he didn't expect this decaying figure to have anything to do with the Orthodox God Sect.
“Yes, the Evil-Breaking Heavenly Lord among the three hundred and sixty divine generals of the Orthodox God Sect looks like this.” Hongluan reached out and stroked the skeleton, the dirt on it had been blown clean by the wind vortex just now. Her hand went down along the bull's horn on the top of the head, reaching the body.
“Bull horns, human face, human body, bat wings, and goat feet. It is exactly the appearance of the Evil-Breaking Heavenly Lord of the Orthodox God Sect. However, I am not sure whether it is the Heavenly Lord written in the Heavenly Lord Divine Dao Scripture of the Orthodox God Sect.”
“There could actually be such a coincidence in the world?” Jiang Wen laughed. “It seems we really came to the right place.”
The three of them looked at the towering Buzhou Mountain in the distance, feeling that there were gatherings of wind and clouds there.
“It's really exciting.” Hongluan suddenly laughed. “It's a good opportunity to spar with the cultivators of the Orthodox God Sect and see what abilities they have.”
