33: razed to the ground

When Lin Zixi looked in Yang Qianhun's direction, she showed an expression of disbelief, her mouth wide enough to fit an apple.

A purple light mass in the sky above the mountain stronghold grew larger and larger, and a terrifying aura soared into the sky, as if it wanted to tear apart the firmament.

Immediately, dark clouds gathered, and strong winds arose.

The next second, from the purple light mass above the mountain stronghold, an incredibly thick hand stretched out from within.

The muscles were bulging and well-defined, faintly shimmering with a golden light.

The entire arm was inscribed with strange characters, and black iron chains were bound around it.

It was precisely the sealed one's right hand, and the entire large hand clenched directly into a fist.

A terrifying pressure swept in from all directions, and the aura of death pressed down on the entire mountain stronghold like Mount Tai.

The giant fist descended from the sky; it was indeed the sealed one's right hand.

Boom...

The fist descending from the sky slammed heavily into the mountain stronghold, producing a deafening sound.

The entire mountain stronghold was directly leveled by this single punch, sinking slightly into the ground.

The ground trembled slightly, then instantly cracked open, with dense, fine cracks resembling a spiderweb.

Thick smoke billowed upwards, and currents of air violently swept outwards.

Gusts of wind blew, almost toppling the surrounding trees.

In the smoke, a purple light mass flew towards Yang Qianhun like a meteor.

The purple light dissipated, and a card reappeared in Yang Qianhun's hand.

"Is that it?"

Lin Zixi was completely stunned, and after a long while, she slowly asked.

"Even seeing it again, it's still terrifying."

Mu Linxue was still in awe.

They had worked themselves to the bone, exerted their full strength, yet couldn't advance an inch.

But they never expected that he would simply solve it with one punch, without any hesitation, very decisively.

"Still as handsome as ever."

Yang Ziying was completely smitten, saying obsessively.

...

Yang Qianhun ate ten rejuvenation pills directly before replenishing a small portion of his depleted spiritual energy.

After resting for a moment, he led everyone towards the mountain stronghold.

Before long, Yang Qianhun had arrived at the mountain stronghold.

However, the mountain stronghold was now unrecognizable; the wood had turned into sawdust, and all wooden structures had been reduced to dust.

The entire mountaintop had been leveled.

Only the treasure light masses floated quietly on the ground, as if reminding Yang Qianhun.

The mountain stronghold existed, and there were monsters, but they were simply smashed away by his single punch.

There were fifty white light masses, ten blue light masses, and one purple light mass.

Telekinetic Pickup was activated, and all the treasures were collected into his spatial bag.

The purple light mass was:

[Name: conscription order]

[Quality: Rare]

[Type: Item]

[Effect: Summons 20 Strong Archers]

A blue light mass also dropped a conscription order:

[Name: conscription order]

[Quality: Advanced Grade]

[Type: Item]

[Effect: Summons 20 Death Warriors from the Trapped Camp]

Other materials were as follows: 100 iron ore, 100 food, 100 wood, 40 Copper, 70 Spiritual Stones.

Subsequently, Yang Qianhun directly used the two conscription orders to summon twenty Death Warriors and twenty Strong Archers respectively.

He now had fifty Death Warriors, fifty Strong Archers, and the generals Huang Zhong and Gao Shun by his side.

"Can we open a treasure map here?"

Mu Linxue and the others caught up, seeing the mountain stronghold in ruins and unrecognizable, their hearts churning like Surging Waves, then cautiously asked Yang Qianhun.

"As you wish."

After hearing Yang Qianhun's words, Mu Linxue felt a sense of relief.

Yang Ziying then took out the treasure map, infused it with spiritual energy, and the Door of Treasure slowly opened.

Inside was actually a conscription order, which Yang Qianhun's Divine Eye had already foreseen.

This was an Epic-grade conscription order, the troop type being: Greatsword Guards (Rare grade), with high attack and defense, and average speed.

It could summon twenty of them.

It could only be said that surviving a great disaster brings good fortune; the Soldiers lost in the previous battle were directly replenished.

And because they were summoned by a conscription order, their strength was all at Ling Shi Fifth Order.

"Wow, Xiaoxue, you've struck it rich! We'll have to follow you from now on."

Mu Linxue looked at the twenty Greatsword Guards before her, each majestic, wielding a greatsword, and incredibly valiant, her face full of joy.

"This is the first time I've been so lucky."

Yang Ziying stared blankly at the twenty Greatsword Guards, saying with a hint of disbelief.

"Very strong."

Lin Zixi was shocked by the aura emanating from the Greatsword Guards before her.

"Can we add you as a friend? If you ever need our assistance in the future, we'll be there whenever you call."

Mu Linxue asked Yang Qianhun with a hopeful expression.

"Just one, please? Can we?"

Yang Ziying's eyes lit up, and she quickly chimed in.

"Inconvenient."

Yang Qianhun said indifferently, then looked into the mountain stronghold, as if searching for something.

"Are you worried that if we add you, we'll know your name? Don't worry, we won't tell anyone. We can swear a Heavenly Dao Oath."

Mu Linxue didn't give up, her face very sincere, and continued.

"That's right, we can swear a Heavenly Dao Oath, so then there's nothing to fear, right?"

Yang Ziying also quickly said, and immediately raised her hand.

"Everyone can exchange information. For example, these Orcs have clearly allied this time. More friends mean more options."

Seeing that Yang Qianhun was not interested, Lin Zixi went straight to the point.

"Alright, come on. After you add me, don't bother me, and leave quickly after you're done."

Yang Qianhun turned around, looked at the three of them, and said indifferently.

"Okay."

"OK."

"No problem."

The three quickly answered, their faces full of joy, fearing that Yang Qianhun would change his mind.

They quickly jogged over and extended their right hands.

Yang Qianhun directly extended his right hand, lightly touching each of their hands like a dragonfly skimming the water.

At this moment, the originally empty [Friend Communication] now had three new friends: Mu Linxue, Yang Ziying, and Lin Zixi.

After adding him, the three didn't linger but happily left.

"Yang Qianhun, what a nice name, but it sounds a bit familiar?"

Yang Ziying said while pondering, as if she had heard it somewhere before.

"It's a name frequently announced by the Heavenly Dao. I've heard it many times. Isn't there even someone in the chat channel who calls him the Son of Heavenly Dao?"

Lin Zixi replied.

"Do you think it's the same person, or just a coincidence of pronunciation and characters?"

Yang Ziying immediately became interested and asked excitedly.

"Let's not discuss these things. It's unexpected that we could add him as a friend today. Let's develop more while it's still early. There's a second territory defense battle in three days."

Mu Linxue said as she walked, in her opinion, to gain Yang Qianhun's approval, they at least needed to improve their strength.

...

"Move all those fallen wooden planks."

Yang Qianhun pointed to a place full of wooden planks and posts, and ordered.