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The order was given, and Ye Gucheng's voice was deep and commanding. The troops of the Xia Kingdom were to march swiftly, reaching the battlefield as quickly as possible to engage in a decisive battle with the enemy.
As Ye Gucheng's command was issued, the army of the Xia Kingdom quickened their pace, soon arriving at the battlefield. The two armies faced each other, the atmosphere thick with tension and the winds stirring up a sense of impending doom.
From the enemy camp, a middle-aged man stepped forward slowly. Dressed in luxurious attire and exuding an extraordinary presence, he was none other than Wu Hou. His eyes blazed like torches, fixated on the Xia Kingdom's side. His voice thundered across the battlefield: "You Xia Kingdom, Ye Tian, dared to slay my beloved son! How dare you meddle in this conflict! You are seeking your own demise!"
"I offer you a chance to live: hand over Ye Tian and abandon your cultivation. Perhaps I will spare your lives!"
At these words, Zhao Yue'er and General Wang, positioned behind the Xia army, exchanged bewildered glances.
Just then, Ye Gucheng let out a cold snort, his voice laced with disdain: "Ignorant fool!"
Before he finished speaking, the sky suddenly changed. A massive crown slowly emerged, overshadowing everything and radiating an aura of immense authority that enveloped the entire battlefield.
Upon seeing this, Wu Hou's troops began to tremble uncontrollably, fear evident on their faces. Someone stammered, "This... this is Sovereign Power!"
As the commander of his forces, Wu Hou felt an unprecedented terror wash over him. He quickly turned to flee from this deadly battlefield.
However, Ye Gucheng would not grant him that opportunity. With a swift motion of his sword, he struck down Wu Hou amidst a spray of blood.
Over the years, under the teachings of the Ye Family Ancestor and Ye Xingchen, they had learned that villains often perish from their own verbosity; if one could act, there was no need for idle chatter. Thus, facing a clown like Wu Hou, he acted decisively without hesitation.
At that moment when Ye Gucheng made his move, on the other side of the sky, Shangguan Hong and Zhao Chang Kong were locked in fierce combat in mid-air. Yet they couldn't help but turn their gazes toward Ye Gucheng's direction as their expressions changed dramatically.
A storm surged within Shangguan Hong's heart; he had never expected that the Xia Kingdom would send an Emperor-level powerhouse to confront them. In a dynasty, Emperors represented peak combat strength and rarely made an appearance.
Shangguan Hong's mind became extremely unsettled. In this moment of distraction, Zhao Chang Kong seized the fleeting opportunity; his figure flashed as he gathered all his strength into a single palm strike aimed at Shangguan Hong's chest.
With a dull thud, Shangguan Hong flew backward like a kite with its string cut, blood spilling from his mouth as he appeared utterly disheveled.
Enduring the intense pain in his chest, Shangguan Hong realized it was not wise to continue fighting at this moment. He quickly steadied himself and decisively issued orders for Yan Wang to retreat temporarily and reassess their strategy moving forward.
The sudden turn of events created a breakthrough in the previously stalemated battlefield.
Seeing this, the Allied Nobles realized they could not withstand the pressure and quickly seized the opportunity to retreat.
In an instant, chaos erupted on the battlefield as the armies, each fighting for themselves, hastily withdrew, leaving behind a scene of devastation.
After slaying Wu Hou, Ye Gucheng decisively swung his sword, and the morale of the Xia Kingdom's troops soared, charging forward with unstoppable momentum.
The remnants of Wu Hou's forces fled in panic, while the Xia troops pursued relentlessly, cutting through them like chopping vegetables, until they reached the camp of the Allied Forces, at which point they sounded the retreat signal.
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