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"Have confidence. It's a lie, but after destroying the Soul Palace, my father died too, which greatly shocked the public. Right now, the Ling Sheng Dynasty has the people's support for our Ling Family. We need to train the army quickly; perhaps we can hold on. If we truly can't withstand it, I don't want to see the suffering of the people. We might as well surrender and hand over control of the Ling Sheng Dynasty. Once I become a Peerless Strongman, reclaiming the Ling Sheng Dynasty for the Ling Family will just be a matter of words."
Ling Ao was filled with ambition; becoming a Peerless Strongman was really that simple?
Wei Chen was skeptical but didn't want to discourage him.
"Take care, farewell."
Returning to Peach Blossom Island, Wei Chen found everyone already prepared. The group gathered together and flew out from Peach Blossom Island. Han Mang set up several formations to completely seal off Peach Blossom Island, allowing them to set off with peace of mind.
Upon reaching Ling City, Han Mang personally took action, spending two days repairing the Teleportation Array that had been destroyed by fire. The group then headed towards Eryuan City.
Musa and Mu Yang were waiting for them in Eryuan City.
After regrouping with Musa and Mu Yang, they rested for a night in Eryuan City before setting off again towards the Great Yuan Holy Dynasty.
The Great Yuan Holy Dynasty was the most powerful Holy Dynasty in the Eastern Region. After passing through it, they would need to cross the Ming-Qing Holy Dynasty and travel through a vast sea area at its northernmost point to reach the Central Domain.
There was no Teleportation Array between the Central Domain and the Eastern Region. Elder Di had invited a Gray-Robed Elder for assistance, who used a priceless Teleportation Talisman to directly cross millions of miles to reach Ling City. That kind of Teleportation Talisman was considered a Tenth-Rank Treasure, highlighting how much Elegant had spent to eliminate Mu Ba and others.
"Wei Chen, you're impressive now; from now on, we'll all look up to you. Whether in strength or backing, you're the boss."
Musa wrapped himself in a luxurious red cloak that Wei Chen recognized well, still maintaining his flamboyant demeanor as if he wasn't particularly saddened by Mu Ba and Mu Shengfeng's deaths.
"Brother Mu, why say such things? We're family," Wei Chen's companion Mu Qingyan chimed in with a light laugh after glancing at him.
"Yes, yes, yes, we're family, haha." Musa's laughter was loud, and not far away, Mu Qingyan's face turned red.
Jiang Langying, hearing Musa's laughter, could guess the content of their conversation and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Along the way, Wei Chen laughed with Mu Yang and Musa, chatted with Weirou, Snow Cicada, and Mu Qingyan about relationships, and joked with the Peach Blossom Island Three Elders. Riding on Pegasus didn't feel tiring at all. After a while, they entered the territory of the Great Yuan Holy Dynasty.
In the border area between the Ling Sheng Dynasty and the Great Yuan Holy Dynasty, heavy troops were gathered. The Ling Sheng Dynasty had a total of fourteen million soldiers stationed at various checkpoints, while the Great Yuan Holy Dynasty's army was divided into two routes, preparing to attack the Ling Sheng Dynasty from the northwest and southwest directions. Each route consisted of six million troops.
Wei Chen and his companions could clearly feel that within the Great Yuan Holy Dynasty, it was more prosperous than the Ling Sheng Dynasty. The armor of their soldiers was also superior to that of the Ling Sheng Dynasty.
"I feel that the military strength of the Great Yuan Holy Dynasty is much stronger than that of the Ling Sheng Dynasty. This battle will be taking advantage of a fire; the Ling Sheng Dynasty is in trouble," Wei Chen said to Han Mang.
"Kid, if you want to help, just say it directly. Why beat around the bush? The Ling Sheng Dynasty is after all where we were born and raised. Now that its national power is weak, it naturally can't compete with the Great Yuan Holy Dynasty. But marching and fighting are different from Soul Warrior battles; often it's not just about numbers or the commander’s Soul Power Realm. To win a battle, morale is essential, as are good tactics. The ones guarding the border are fierce generals. If the Great Yuan Holy Dynasty really wants to swallow up the Ling Sheng Dynasty, it will take a long time—three to five years at least. The area of the Ling Sheng Dynasty is vast enough to withstand it," Han Mang explained.
"What do you mean?"
"What I mean is that the Great Yuan Holy Dynasty is merely here to take advantage of a fire; they have no intention of swallowing up the Ling Sheng Dynasty. For them, conquering the Ling Sheng Dynasty brings little benefit. Although their territory would increase, on average they would be dragged down by the Ling Sheng Dynasty. Overall national strength may increase, but taking down the Ling Sheng Dynasty would require considerable resources; it would take decades for the Great Yuan Holy Dynasty to recover."
Han Mang was an old hand; he saw things much more clearly than Wei Chen.
"The most worrying thing is that the Great Yuan Holy Dynasty may not want to fight seriously; they might just send troops for drills, invade the Ling Sheng Dynasty without going too deep, plunder a bit and then leave—that's their style. Honestly speaking, compared to the Great Yuan Holy Dynasty, the Ling Sheng Dynasty is somewhat barren; they might not even be interested."
"I still don't want to see ordinary people in the Ling Sheng Dynasty suffer from war. I bear some responsibility for the abandonment of Ling City since I started this whole thing. This time, let it be my way of atoning for my sins," Wei Chen said.
"Do whatever you want; we'll do our best to cooperate with you."
They flew high, beyond the perception of ordinary Spirit Realm Soul Warriors. Occasionally, they spotted large groups of soldiers heading towards the southwestern border of the Ling Sheng Dynasty. Wei Chen wanted to help, but to avoid alarming the enemy, he decided against intervening.
By the third day, they had penetrated deep into the heart of the Great Yuan Holy Dynasty, where rumors of a six-million strong army on the southern front began to take shape.
A full four million troops were stationed at Unreturning Mountain in the south of the Great Yuan Holy Dynasty. This was a crucial route leading to the Ling Sheng Dynasty, and from a distance, one could see tents scattered across dozens of miles.
The real army had just gathered and had not yet set out towards the southern front of the Ling Sheng Dynasty.
"You all stay on Pegasus and maintain altitude. We'll go take a look," Wei Chen commanded.
About ten miles away from the southern army of the Great Yuan Holy Dynasty, Wei Chen ordered the Pegasus team to halt. Ginger Tooth was responsible for protecting the women, while Musa and Mu Yang lacked sufficient strength and stayed behind. Wei Chen and the Three Elders of Peach Blossom Island ascended higher and flew towards the army.
"Old man, how many do you think are here?"
"About four million. Even if we stood still for them to kill us, it would take years..."
"Is it possible to set up a giant Formation Array to wipe them all out?"
"It is."
"What kind of formation?"
"When you reach a level beyond Soul Realm and go to other High-Level Planes, maybe you can learn that kind of formation and have the strength to unleash it. In Soul World? Ha! Forget it; no formation can cover such a vast area with this level of lethality. Four million troops spread over dozens of miles? How could we possibly wipe them all out?"
Han Mang rolled his eyes at Wei Chen, secretly thinking, "This guy can be so sharp sometimes, yet utterly foolish at others..."
Seeing the disdainful gaze from Han Mang, Wei Chen forced a smile. He turned to the Pharmaceutical Sovereign and asked, "Old Master, how many poison pills do you have left?"
"Don't expect much from my stock. Haven't I already given you some? The area here is just too vast; relying on poison is useless," the Pharmaceutical Sovereign lamented, feeling a pang in his heart. Wei Chen had recklessly taken several poison pills from him, and he was already feeling the pinch. How could he possibly produce more of such precious items to deal with these ordinary soldiers?
Wei Chen felt frustrated as he faced obstacles everywhere. With a helpless smile, he said, "You all need to think of a way. As long as we can wipe out this Army, the Ling Sheng Dynasty will gain some breathing room. It might even make the Great Yuan Holy Dynasty remember our strength and withdraw their troops, not daring to attack the Ling Sheng Dynasty again. The people of the Ling Sheng Dynasty are already suffering; do we really want to make it worse for them?"
"Don't try to elicit sympathy with such methods. We all want to help the Ling Sheng Dynasty eliminate some of the Great Yuan Holy Dynasty's forces, but killing everyone here is impossible unless a powerhouse like the Fire Sect Master comes with a large army. As for us few, let's forget it. My old bones can't take that kind of strain," Han Mang replied.
"Even if we can kill some, isn't it better than watching them pass by?" Wei Chen pressed on.
"How many do you consider 'some'? There are four million people here; how many can we realistically kill?"
"A hundred thousand?" Wei Chen suggested tentatively.
"A hundred thousand? Dream on! If we can kill ten thousand, that would be impressive. Ants can kill an elephant; I don't want to be that elephant," Han Mang continued to pour cold water on Wei Chen's hopes. In reality, it wasn't just cold water; it was Han Mang's own experience speaking. Capturing enemy generals among a million soldiers wasn't particularly difficult, but killing a million soldiers with Earth Soul Realm Level Four strength was far from sufficient.
Wei Chen felt disheartened by the setback. He had hoped to do something for the Ling Sheng Dynasty before leaving completely, but now it seemed far from simple.
"Wei Chen, one must not be too greedy in life. Often, knowing when to stop is more important than anything else. Your recent progress may have been too smooth; amidst the chaos in Ling City, you haven't experienced real combat, which is detrimental for you. Setting aside practical combat experience, just being overly confident can lead to imbalance. It's crucial to act within your means and rely on yourself. Don't impose your unrealistic ideas on others and expect them to help you achieve those notions."
Han Mang's expression was calm, his eyes shining with profound wisdom as he stared earnestly at Wei Chen.
Wei Chen was taken aback and awkwardly scratched the back of his head, struggling to find words.
After Han Mang's reminder, he realized that indeed, Han Mang was right; he had been overly fanciful lately. Every battle had relied on the Peach Blossom Island Three Elders; what about him?
Reflecting on it, he realized he had done nothing at all. The so-called thinking was merely an excuse born from a lack of strength to fight. Now that the affairs of the Ling Sheng Dynasty had concluded, Mu Qingyan had not married Ling Ao, and Weirou had returned. The primary goal had been achieved, hadn't it?
Given this, why not follow his heart and act within his capabilities? There was no need to complicate matters for the Three Elders of Peach Blossom Island.
"I want to help the Ling Sheng Dynasty, but they seem unwilling to do so. If we dig deeper, it’s due to the issue of killing. Using their fierce methods against ordinary soldiers would bring condemnation. The three old fellows know this implicitly."
"Killing is such a mysterious concept; will it really bring condemnation?"
Wei Chen hesitated for a moment and sighed, "Forget it; let those ordinary soldiers be. Since we’ve encountered them, killing their commander would strike a blow to the morale of the Great Yuan Holy Dynasty's army. That should be enough mercy."
"You finally understand White Out, huh? You're a smart person; you get it right away," Han Mang praised.
"But there are strong warriors in their ranks. My strength may not be enough to penetrate a million-strong army and take down an enemy general," Wei Chen said helplessly. It seemed he had returned to square one, stumbling and still treading water.
Despite some enhancement in his Soul Power Realm, he still felt utterly powerless compared to what needed to be done.
"Don't delay any longer; let’s go together to the Central Army Tent, kill everyone inside, and leave."
Han Mang took the lead, with Han Che and Pharmaceutical Sovereign protecting Wei Chen in the middle as the four rushed toward the Central Army Tent.
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