Grinding to Martial Emperor from the Border Army

Chapter 266 - 178: Ninth-Grade Military Array the World Falls Silent


Chapter 266: Chapter 178: Ninth-Grade Military Array, the World Falls Silent

A Profound Light Mirror had already been set up.

Within it, a shocking scene was reflected.

The two military arrays of Great Yu had already been deployed.

One of them condensed a treasure tower above the army. The array was called the Ten Thousand Pounds Heavy Tower Array, a Seventh Grade Array under Ma Yuan’s command.

It formed a dark, heavy treasure tower above the army, covering an area hundreds of miles wide. Any enemy who stepped within it would be burdened by immense gravity.

While this was a slight exaggeration, ordinary Warriors who entered truly found it impossible to take a single step, as if they were carrying a great weight.

The stronger one’s cultivation, the greater the restraining force.

Ma Yuan had once made a name for himself in a single battle by using this Military Array to suppress two Earth Immortal Powerhouses.

This victory earned him a place among the upper echelons of Great Yu.

Hundreds of miles from him was Sun Hong’s array. Under his command, an army of five hundred thousand soldiers condensed a gigantic skull overhead.

An eerie wind howled overhead.

As its massive jaws opened and closed, pitch-black wind blades fell like razors from the sky.

The Seventh Grade Array under Sun Hong’s command was called the Netherworld Gathering Yin Formation. It was created by gathering and Refining the yin souls of the fallen on the battlefield—a truly malevolent act that damaged one’s karmic virtue.

However, its power was immense.

Hundreds of miles from them was Meng Kuo’s Military Array. A resplendent, golden Nine-headed Lion floated above it.

This array was called the Nine-Headed Celestial Lion Array, and its roars could stun a person’s Divine Soul.

It was so powerful that it could even intimidate an Earth Immortal Powerhouse, destabilizing their Divine Soul and causing them to plummet into the army below.

At the border between Great Qin and the Eastern Barbarians was the array deployed by Lin Xiao, a Renowned General of the Eastern Barbarians. Named the Spiritual Flood Dragon Cloud Rain Formation, it manifested as a white Flood Dragon hovering over the army.

Water vapor surged all around it.

In battle, this Flood Dragon could call forth wind and rain, Swallowing Clouds and Spitting Smoke to obscure the enemy’s sight. At the same time, it could conjure a flood to drown an entire army.

Its power was likewise extraordinary.

Once the array was deployed, it could freely command all water vapor within a radius of hundreds of miles.

It had once drowned an army hundreds of thousands strong.

It was a feat that made every power in the world learn not to underestimate the Eastern Barbarians.

Now, these world-class Renowned Generals had each unleashed their ultimate measures against Great Qin. The goal was not merely to force Lu Yuan to divide his attention, but more critically, four of these Renowned Generals were bearing down on him directly.

If even one front was breached,

the Great Qin army would be torn open, facing being devoured from all sides.

Anyone could see how perilous this battle was.

Inside the Great Qin Imperial Palace, Xiao Clan nervously clasped her hands together. The scene reflected in the Profound Light Mirror sent a chill through her heart.

’I don’t know if Lu Yuan can hold them off,’ she thought, ’but if it were me, I would be utterly defeated.’

The ministers held their breath. Li Qing stood rooted to the spot, staring blankly at the Profound Light Mirror, terrified of witnessing the scene he most feared.

Regret began to stir in some of their hearts.

They regretted not choosing peace talks that day. Facing such a lineup was enough to make one’s skin crawl.

Inside the Xirong Imperial Palace, the Xirong Emperor’s face was devoid of expression.

He glanced at Ling Ku, whose face was full of grievance, and said, "It is not that your father insists on making an enemy of this friend of yours. The truth is, the trouble he has stirred up this time is simply too great."

"See for yourself. Even if we don’t make a move, I doubt Lu Yuan can possibly hold off enemies from every direction."

"You do not know the true strength of Great Yu."

"If we don’t side with them, then after Great Yu helps the Yong Dynasty defeat Lu Yuan, we will be their next target."

"Then are you not afraid that Lu Yuan will come for Xirong if he wins?" Ling Ku asked, looking up.

"Do you see any possibility of him winning? Son, between courts, there are only interests, no sentiment. You are still young, so your father will not debate this with you."

"Watch closely. Perhaps today will be the first lesson in your path to maturity."

After saying this, the Xirong Emperor paid Ling Ku no further mind.

In the Eastern Barbarian Imperial Palace, the emperor gazed at the battlefield and said lightly, "After this battle, the world should finally be at peace."

He seemed to let out a sigh of relief as he spoke.

Lu Yuan’s performance had truly exceeded all expectations.

’But no matter what Great Qin tries,’ he thought, ’this time, they have no hope.’

’My army will be able to push into Great Qin’s borders by tomorrow. When that happens, Lu Yuan will have to pull his troops back to reinforce the capital. I refuse to believe he can ignore the fate of the entire Great Qin court.’

’Even if he wanted to, the generals of the Great Qin army would never allow it.’

’After all, their families and their emperor are all in Great Qin.’

’Therefore, Lu Yuan has only one choice: fall back to reinforce. But the moment he retreats...’

’...with the Dayong army at his back, and the forces of Great Yu and Xirong at his flanks, how could he possibly defend himself in a hasty retreat?’

’Even if he managed to hold them off, my army would have reached the Great Qin Imperial City by then.’

’In short, I don’t believe Lu Yuan can win this war.’

On the summit of the White Cloud Sect’s mountain, the Sect Leader of White Cloud Sect watched with a grave expression.

"Master, can Lu Yuan really win? This looks like a complete checkmate," Zhang Fan asked softly.

"Heh. Just watch. As long as he is favored by destiny, no force can stand against it. Lu Yuan’s appearance was fated; he is nothing more than a whetstone to sharpen you."

"Therefore, as long as you do not descend from this mountain, he will not be defeated." The Sect Leader of the White Cloud Sect seemed to have absolute faith in the concept of destiny, his voice unwavering.

Zhang Fan nodded, his scalp prickling. Though proud, he truly did not believe anyone could stand against such a powerful force.

In the Zhang Family’s estate in Yunzhou, Dayong, Zhang Zhe pointed at the Profound Light Mirror he had brought back from Prince Polu’s Mansion. He turned to his uncle, Zhang Hong, and his father, Zhang He, and said, "See for yourselves! Just look and tell me, does Yuan have any hope of surviving this time?"

"The entire world is trying to destroy him."

Hearing this,

Zhang Hong remained silent, but his eyes revealed a mixture of worry and sorrow.

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