Chapter 295: Yun Lan Sect's Self Destruction, Grand Elder Yun Leng Arrives
The outer courtyard of the Mittel Clan was already more than half lost. Yun Lan Sect disciples, wielding their swords, showed no hesitation as they continued their relentless assault.
From a distance, Jia Xing Tian, the seasoned veteran observing the battle, suddenly realized something.
"Damn it!"
Just as he was about to make a move, an elderly figure materialized beside him.
"Jia Lao, it has been a long time, hasn't it? Hehehe..."
"It's you!"
Inside the Mittel Clan's inner courtyard, Ya Fei, Princess Yao Ye, and Mu Zhan were watching the Yun Lan Sect disciples, who were now completely surrounded.
Unlike the others, Ya Fei and Yao Ye did not celebrate their imminent victory. Instead, their brows furrowed, sensing that something was wrong.
Despite being women, their intelligence surpassed many of the seasoned strategists present.
They carefully observed the severely weakened forces of the Mittel Clan, their depleted defenses, and the countless exhausted soldiers.
A bad premonition filled their hearts.
"Something's not right!"
Their expressions changed dramatically as they shouted in warning.
But
Boom!
Before they could react, a series of deafening explosions erupted around them.
The entire Mittel Clan estate trembled violently. No matter who it was ally or enemy everyone was caught in the blast, sent flying like leaves in a storm.
Those closest to the explosion were instantly annihilated.
And the cause?
The Yun Lan Sect disciples themselves.
These warriors had suddenly swelled up like inflating balloons, and in the blink of an eye they exploded!
Everyone, regardless of faction Mittel Clan, the reinforcements, the Alchemist Association, the royal guards was utterly horrified.
Yun Lan Sect…
had turned their own disciples into suicide soldiers!
The shocking self destruction tactic left the battlefield in utter chaos.
The entire royal army, the Mittel Clan warriors, and the Alchemist Association's fighters suffered heavy casualties.
Even the civilian soldiers and low ranked cultivators, unable to withstand such a devastating attack, were wiped out instantly.
This wasn't a battle anymore this was a massacre.
Under the might of these suicide explosions, the forces of the Mittel Clan, the royal army, the Mu Clan, and the Alchemist Association were all crippled in an instant.
"Hehehe..."
A chilling cackle echoed from the sky.
Fa Ma clenched his fists, his expression twisted in fury.
He finally understood
The Yun Lan Sect had never intended to simply lure out their enemies.
They had planned to annihilate them all along.
Yun Sha sneered, his grotesque, twisted face resembling a demon from hell.
"Fa Ma, today, the Jia Ma Empire belongs to the Yun Lan Sect!"
"Hehehe… Have you all been wondering why Jia Xing Tian hasn't stepped in to help you?"
"Hehehehehe…"
A spine chilling laugh followed.
Fa Ma's heart dropped.
Something was terribly wrong.
He quickly turned his gaze toward the royal palace.
There, standing atop the city walls, was a legion of figures dressed in white robes.
The entire palace wall and even the surrounding rooftops was filled with Yun Lan Sect warriors.
This was the true force of the Yun Lan Sect.
"Yun Lan Sect!"
"Grandfather!"
On the central platform of the palace walls, a figure clad in imperial robes was bound in chains.
Beside him stood another elder.
Jia Xing Tian… had been captured.
The entire battlefield froze.
Jia Xing Tian was the acknowledged strongest expert of the Jia Ma Empire, its greatest guardian.
Even though his reputation had suffered after his humiliating defeat at the hands of the mysterious Snake Tribe protector, no one ever doubted his strength.
He was still a peak Dou Emperor, a living legend, the empire's final line of defense.
But now…
He was bound, defeated without even a fight.
The sight sent shockwaves through the empire's forces.
Even the battle hardened warriors and commanders trembled.
How…
How had he been defeated so easily?
Standing atop the palace walls was an elder in white robes, radiating an overwhelming aura.
"Hehehe… Jia Xing Tian, you never imagined this day would come, did you?"
Jia Xing Tian looked at him with fury and despair.
"Yun Leng! You actually reached the Dou Ancestor realm?"
"You must have used the same twisted method as the others! Your power is unstable!"
Jia Xing Tian's voice was filled with grief.
The gap between Dou Emperor and Dou Ancestor was too vast.
Even he, with all his years of cultivation, had never been able to cross that final step.
Yet Yun Leng, a once weaker elder of the Yun Lan Sect, had suddenly broken through.
Impossible!
He refused to accept it.
But reality was right in front of him Yun Leng had captured him effortlessly.
Yun Leng smirked.
"Hahaha, Jia Lao, does it matter how I reached this level?"
"The fact remains you're just a powerless Dou Emperor now, while I am a Dou Ancestor!"
"And today…"
"The Jia Ma Empire belongs to the Yun Lan Sect!"
A massive wave of cheers erupted from the Yun Lan Sect warriors below.
"Long live the Grand Elder!"
Yun Leng, still holding Jia Xing Tian captive, slowly descended from the palace walls.
Hovering over the battlefield, he gazed down at the army of the Jia Ma Empire, his expression filled with triumph.
"All soldiers of the empire, listen up!"
"If you do not retreat immediately, I will execute Jia Xing Tian here and now!"
Silence.
The entire battlefield stood still.
The fate of the empire…
hung in the balance.
(End of Chapter)
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