64: Chapter 64 Sword Rain!

At the border between Lanzhou and Luozhou.

The Central Army and the army of Prince Kang had already engaged in battle.

The battlefield stretched for dozens of miles.

Half a million soldiers were tangled together, fighting until the sky grew dark and the earth turned dim.

The shouts and cries of battle were so loud that rocks on the mountaintops were rolling down.

Fresh blood had soaked the soil into mud.

The golden armor of the Central Army and the black armor of Prince Kang's army were mixed together.

They were inextricably intermingled.

No one could tell who was who.

They only knew to hack and kill forward.

If you didn't hack others, others would hack you.

Inside the central command tent, General Lin Yue stood before the sand table, his brows furrowed so tightly that a fly could be crushed between them.

Hundreds of thousands of soldiers were slaughtering each other.

This could not go on like this.

Furthermore, the enemy had more numbers.

The longer it dragged on, the more unfavorable it became.

"Report!"

At this moment, a messenger rushed in.

"General! The left flank cannot hold!"

"Prince Kang is personally leading the charge, and quite a few of our men have died!"

General Lin Yue looked up abruptly.

"Prince Kang?"

"That bastard Prince Kang Xia Tianyi has personally taken the field?"

"Yes!"

The messenger gasped for air, "General, Prince Kang is not at the Heaven-Human Realm Mid-stage; he has hidden his cultivation! He is at the Heavenly Human Realm Late Stage!"

"With one slash, our formation is split open; no one can stop him!"

The tent was in an uproar.

The faces of several deputy generals changed.

"This son of a bitch has hidden it well!"

"Heavenly Human Realm Late Stage... that puts him at the same level as you, General."

"But on our side, besides you, no one can trade blows with him."

General Lin Yue slapped the table, causing the small flags on the sand table to jump.

"I knew long ago that this bastard was no good!"

"Heavenly Human Realm Late Stage? Good, he has hidden it for so many years, and today he has finally revealed it!"

He grabbed the long saber on the table and strode out.

"Deputy General Chen, you stay and take command."

"I will personally go and meet this ungrateful wretch!"

Deputy General Chen panicked: "General! You are the commander-in-chief of the army; how can you personally take the field? What if something goes wrong?"

"To hell with something going wrong!"

"If I don't go now, the left flank will be completely devoured! By then, let alone the commander-in-chief, there won't even be any bone fragments left!"

He lifted the tent curtain and was about to walk out when he suddenly remembered something.

"Where is Lord Wuming? Have him oversee the Central Army."

Deputy General Chen was stunned for a moment and looked around.

"General, Lord Wuming was just here..."

General Lin Yue frowned, "Then where did he go?"

The army's left flank.

Prince Kang Xia Tianyi swept his saber horizontally, slicing the three Great Grandmaster experts who had come to provide support in half at the waist.

Fresh blood splattered onto his face.

He stuck out his tongue to lick the blood from the corner of his mouth and laughed loudly, a laugh that was both ferocious and exhilarated.

"Who else?"

The soldiers on the front line of the Central Army watched him, and they were so scared that no one dared to step forward.

This madman could kill over a dozen people with one slash; whoever went up was just throwing their life away.

Seeing no one respond, Prince Kang laughed even more wildly.

"Where is that old thing General Lin Yue? Let him come out! Hiding in the back like a coward, what kind of skill is that?"

"I am going to chop off his head today and use it as a chamber pot!"

Suddenly, a burst of battle cries rang out.

"Kill!"

A heaven-shaking roar of battle suddenly exploded from the side and rear!

Prince Kang turned his head abruptly to look.

He saw that from the side and rear, a troop of men like a black torrent had suddenly charged out!

That Aura was even more ferocious than the veterans of the Central Army.

They charged into the flank of Prince Kang's army, hacking and killing everyone they saw.

Prince Kang's soldiers hadn't even reacted before a large swath of them were cut down.

The formation was instantly thrown into chaos.

Prince Kang's face turned livid: "Damn it, where did these troops come from?"

That troop charged too fast, like a red-hot knife cutting into butter.

They slashed and hacked all the way, tearing a large gap in Prince Kang's flank.

Watching his side being mowed down like wheat, Prince Kang was furious.

"Damn it, a bunch of useless fools."

Prince Kang roared, leaped up, and was about to charge toward that troop.

Suddenly.

A sword light descended from the sky!

Prince Kang only felt his hair stand on end, and he instinctively raised his large saber to block in front of him.

"Clang—!"

A loud sound.

Prince Kang was slashed by that sword light and flew backward for several zhang.

His hands were numbed by the shock, and even the webbing between his thumb and index finger had split open.

He abruptly raised his head and looked in the direction from where the sword light had come.

In mid-air, a man in black stood suspended.

He was looking at him expressionlessly.

Prince Kang gritted his teeth, stood up, and stared fixedly at the man in black in the air.

"Who are you?"

Wuming did not answer him.

He looked at Prince Kang, a trace of surprise flashing in his eyes.

"You were actually able to block one of my sword strikes?"

On Wuming's consistently indifferent face, a smile finally appeared.

"You are somewhat interesting."

Prince Kang's expression became even uglier.

Block one sword strike? Is this something a human being would say?

He was at the Heavenly Human Realm Late Stage, one of the strongest experts in the Great Xia.

Yet in this person's mouth, it was as if being able to block one of his sword strikes was some incredible feat.

Wuming did not give him any more time to think.

"In that case!"

He raised his hand and gripped the hilt of the sword at his waist.

The next moment, his Aura changed.

That Aura, which was already very powerful, suddenly surged!

The surrounding soldiers, whether they were Prince Kang's or the Central Army's, were all pressed to the ground by this Aura, unable to even lift their heads.

That Aura instantly soared from the Heavenly Human Realm Late Stage to the Peak Heaven-Human Realm!

Feeling this Aura, Prince Kang's pupils contracted violently.

"Peak Heaven-Human Realm...?"

"You... who exactly are you?"

Wuming did not answer him.

He only drew his long sword and pointed it at the sky.

"Sword... come!"

A violent sword hum emanated from the long sword in Wuming's hand.

Then, everyone saw a scene they would never forget in their entire lives.

Those swords scattered across the battlefield.

All of them flew up in unison.

Thousands of swords, as if controlled by an invisible giant hand, gathered from all directions above Wuming's head, dense and numerous, blotting out the sky and sun.

Is this the power of the Peak Heaven-Human Realm?

Seeing the scene before him, Prince Kang simply forgot to think.

The highest Realm he dreamed of, the Peak Heaven-Human Realm!

Having spent decades, exhausted countless resources and effort, he had only just barely reached the Heavenly Human Realm Late Stage.

Now, the man in front of him, with just a casual wave, had his strength soar from the Heavenly Human Realm Late Stage to the Peak Heaven-Human Realm.

This kind of gap made him feel as if he had lived his last hundred years in vain.

He was completely stunned.

But very quickly, the pride belonging to Prince Kang woke him up.

"Hmph, so what if you are at the Peak Heaven-Human Realm? I am going to clash with you today."

"Break for me!"

Prince Kang mobilized all his True Qi and swung his long saber.

The saber light shot up into the sky, destroying everything in its path.

Some scattered swords lingering around the sword rain were instantly shattered.

But when they hit the sword rain wrapped in True Qi.

It was like waves crashing into a reef, instantly swallowed, without even splashing a drop of water.

Wuming pointed his finger downward.

Thousands of swords, like a torrential downpour, whistled down!

"No!"

Prince Kang let out a miserable scream.

He desperately swung his saber to block.

Countless saber lights flashed out.

But he could block one sword, he could block ten swords, but what about a hundred swords, a thousand swords?

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

Countless swords pierced through his body, pinning him to the ground.

Fresh blood gushed out from the wounds, staining the soil beneath him red.

Not far away.

The Southern Pacification General Han Tuo was leading a squad of personal guards, trying to escape.

But those sword rains fell, covering the sky and earth.

Han Tuo had only run a few steps when he was pierced by over a dozen swords simultaneously.

His whole body was pinned to the ground, motionless.

The sword rain lasted for a dozen breaths.

When the last sword fell, the battlefield was dead silent.

Prince Kang was dead.

General Han Tuo was dead.

And the thousands of personal guards and generals around them were all dead.

Corpses lay scattered on the ground, with several swords stuck in each person's body, like a forest ravaged by a storm of swords.

Wuming descended from mid-air, stood beside Prince Kang's corpse, and looked down at it.

"Heavenly Human Realm Late Stage?"

"A waste of resources."

He turned around and looked at those fifty thousand Capital Garrison soldiers.

Those soldiers all had their eyes wide open, mouths agape, still not having recovered from the shock of just a moment ago.

They had never seen such a one-sided, overwhelming slaughter as they had today.

Is this... the Peak Heaven-Human Realm?

Wuming raised his hand and pointed at the front, toward the army of Prince Kang that was already in disarray.

"The Southern Pacification Army, leave none alive."