mtl008 Chapter 418 Passion and Spirit
Chapter 418 Passion and Spirit
The battle finally came to an end, and after a long period of tension and clamor, the battlefield returned to a state of tranquility and peace. A gentle breeze blew by, carrying a hint of coolness, and the grass and trees swayed gently, as if nature itself was drawing a long conclusion to this epic duel, whispering in its own unique way about the thrilling scenes that had just unfolded.
Zheng Qian was covered in blood, as if he had emerged from a sea of blood. The intense battle had left a shocking wound on his abdomen, and the blood silently soaked the ground beneath his feet, forming a pool of blood that witnessed glory and sacrifice.
The human soldiers finally released their tension and erupted in deafening cheers, their voices filled with boundless joy and pride.
"We won! Zheng Qian won! Humanity won!" These simple words carry immense weight; they are a declaration of victory and a profound tribute to the hero.
"Well done! Humanity is invincible! Long live humanity!" The stirring slogans echoed between heaven and earth, each word like a hammer blow striking the hearts of everyone, stirring up a sense of resonance and pride within the race. They knew that this battle was not only a victory against an external enemy, but also a transcendence of their own limits, a victory of faith and courage.
"Zheng Qian is too strong! He actually killed Ying Mei! He did it!" People discussed in disbelief. Zheng Qian's name became a legend, and his feat inspired everyone. To be invincible within the same realm, and even to challenge and defeat powerful enemies across realms—such an achievement is enough to be remembered by future generations.
"Life should be like Zheng Qian's, invincible in the same realm, and even daring to slay demons in higher realms!" This sentence is not only a praise of Zheng Qian personally, but also a kind of spiritual inheritance, encouraging everyone to dare to challenge, dare to surpass, and strive unremittingly for the glory of the clan and for the beliefs in their hearts.
This battle was incredibly thrilling and breathtaking. Shadow Demon's power had instilled fear and despair in countless people. However, he ultimately encountered the even more powerful and monstrous Zheng Qian. In this epic duel, Shadow Demon became a whetstone for Zheng Qian's growth, witnessing his rise and glory.
While the human soldiers cheered, the three races' demons were shaken, unable to believe that Shadow Demon had been killed. Unable to accept this fact, they launched an attack.
"Kill Zheng Qian to avenge Yingmei."
"Brothers, let's go! Let's avenge Shadow Demon!"
The three races of prodigies made their move, but were separated by an invisible domain. They all crashed into each other, their heads bleeding, and stood there bewildered.
Zheng Qian then realized that when he and Ying Mei were fighting for the last time, not only he had made a move, but also powerful figures from both the human and demon races.
Zhao Minghang knocked down a demon with a single punch, his entire body radiating a dazzling light, majestic and extraordinary—that was his light-attribute soul technique.
Li Ming stepped on Lie Yi's body, his spear piercing through Lie Yi's flesh, pinning him to the ground, unable to move, blood flowing everywhere.
In the sky, Zhao Nuo punched Lie Yuchen away, staring at Lie Yuchen with an arrogant expression and disdain in his eyes.
Xiao Zhi clapped his hands lightly. He had just defeated three powerful demons, and the blood rain that fell was partly his doing.
Ma Yi gripped his swift blade, his eyes cold, filled with regret. If he had struck even a fraction faster, he could have killed two more powerful demons.
Lie Yuchen's face was gloomy, and he said with killing intent, "Spatial Madman, I let you escape with your life three hundred years ago. If you dare to show up today, you will definitely be killed by the powerhouses of the three races in the future."
Yun Youzi sneered: "Three hundred years ago, your demon clan's powerful warriors attacked my clan's fortress and set up a deadly trap for me. So what? Go back and tell Youyuan that I, Yun Youzi, have returned. Tell him to wash his neck clean and wait for me to come find him."
"Hmph." Lie Yuchen snorted coldly, but his heart was pounding wildly. He couldn't even see through Yun Youzi's realm. You should know that he was a second-level Demon Saint, one of the strongest beings in Youfeng Rift Valley. Yet his attack was easily neutralized by Yun Youzi, forcing him to take a punch from Zhao Nuo.
What terrified Lie Yuchen most was that the powerful figures from the three races and the human race attacked almost simultaneously. Yun Youzi actually created a spatial domain, blocking all the attacks from the demon race while allowing all the human attacks to be launched. This was terrifying; Yun Youzi's spatial domain actually allowed the human race to launch attacks unilaterally, which was the fundamental reason why the demon race suffered such heavy losses.
"You are interfering with our goalkeeping battle, and you are also interfering with your goalkeeping battle. You are violating the rules of both sides and will surely be punished by the Heavenly Dao." Lie Yuchen shouted. He had to raise his voice to hide the fear in his heart.
"You dared to attack my disciple? I merely protected him from any interference in the battle, and I did not interfere with their fight. Shadow Demon was killed simply because he was outmatched." Yun Youzi, his white robes fluttering without wind, coldly stated, "Besides, even if I were to intervene, what could you do? What about the punishment from Heaven?"
So what? What an arrogant tone.
Lie Yuchen fell silent; he had nothing to say. Both sides had their own selfish motives, and the result was that they couldn't defeat Yun Youzi. Furthermore, Zheng Qian's battle with Ying Mei wasn't affected at all, which also meant that Ying Mei was simply outmatched.
"My disciple Zheng Qian accepts challenges from anyone of the same realm, but if someone of a higher realm makes a move, they should carefully consider whether they can withstand my wrath." Yun Youzi's voice was soft, but it carried great weight.
Anyone who wants to use despicable means against Zheng Qian should weigh the wrath of Yun Youzi and whether they can withstand it.
"Let the gate-blocking battle continue." After saying that, Yun Youzi turned around and flew towards Chenxi Cliff. He wasn't worried at all that Lie Yuchen might have any dissatisfaction, let alone that he would dare not agree.
Zhao Nuo and Xiao Zhi followed behind Yun Youzi. They believed that Lie Yuchen would not dare to disobey Yun Youzi's words, otherwise the Huaxu Cliff Fortress would be breached and occupied by the human race today.
Ma Yi slung his swift sword back into its sheath with a clang and retreated to the front of the enemy's ranks. His heart was filled with unease; Yun Youzi's methods were beyond his imagination.
It's incredibly strong, strangely strong, ridiculously strong.
Three hundred years ago, Yun Youzi's true core was shattered, and he could not even unleash a fraction of his pseudo-god level strength, ultimately leaving the Youfeng Rift Valley in despair. Unexpectedly, he reappeared three hundred years later, effortlessly withstanding the attack of a powerful demon race member and even managing to force a unilateral attack from the human race. Ma Yi found this incredible.
After the Space Frenzy was shattered, it seems even stronger?
On the ground, Zheng Qian stood guard with his sword, ready to fight the demons at any moment. Just then, Yun Youzi's voice came from the sky.
"The gate-blocking battle continues." Yun Youzi's voice was like a law, the gloomy sky cleared, the sunlight shone on the earth, and the gate-blocking battle continued.
Zhao Minghang withdrew his light-attribute soul magic, retreated back to the group, and coldly watched the demon race.
Li Ming withdrew his spear, and blood spurted from Lie Yi's body. He grimaced in pain but dared not utter a word. Li Ming was very strong, strong enough to kill him instantly at the same level, so Lie Yi consciously kept quiet.
If Yun Youzi hadn't said the gate-blocking battle would continue, Lie Yi believed Li Ming would have killed him.
As Li Ming passed by Zheng Qian, his steps involuntarily faltered, his eyes gleaming with unwavering determination and reverence. He stopped, his gaze fixed intently on the handsome young senior, his voice deep and powerful: "Grandmaster, the Heavenly Vein Sect is honored because of you. Your bravery and resilience are an example for all of us. Every inch of the Heavenly Vein Sect, every gust of wind, will sing your name and be proud of you."
After speaking, Li Ming did not linger for a moment. He turned around and walked firmly toward the human camp, leaving behind a tall and handsome figure, as if to tell everyone that this is the spirit of the Heavenly Vein Sect: never give up and always move forward.
Zheng Qian stood there silently, a barely perceptible hint of emotion flashing in his eyes. Without a word, he slowly took out a precious pill from his spatial ring and swallowed it without hesitation. Next, he took out some water and carefully washed the wound on his abdomen. The water mingled with the blood, flowing slowly and forming a shocking pool on the ground, but Zheng Qian's face showed no pain or fear, only determination and resolve.
The entire process was unusually quiet, with only the slight sounds of water flowing and colliding with the bottles. Seeing this, Li Zun hurriedly wanted to help, but Li Ming stopped him with a look. He understood that this was Zheng Qian's dignity as his master, and also a test and trial for him.
At the same time, the Radiant Legion's medical team was about to step forward to treat Zheng Qian, but Ma Yi decisively stopped them. Ma Yi's eyes revealed an unwavering determination; he knew that Zheng Qian needed these doctors' treatment more than anyone else at this moment, but his pride would not allow anyone to help him.
Zheng Qian, the legendary figure who single-handedly stormed Huaxu Cliff and initiated the gate-blocking battle, every movement and every breath he took silently spoke of his resilience and indomitable spirit. At this moment, he was not only the pride of the Tianmai Sect and the human race, but also an unyielding banner in everyone's hearts.
Zheng Qian quietly bandaged his wound, every subtle movement revealing his determination and composure. Blood stained his clothes, but it did not diminish the light in his eyes—a flame of unwavering resolve and hope, enough to illuminate the hearts of everyone around him. After finishing, he slowly stood up. Though slightly weary, his spine remained as straight as a pine tree, as if no storm could break him.
He bowed deeply to the human ranks, a simple yet solemn gesture that, like a warm current, instantly touched the hearts of everyone present. In this respect, people saw his love for humanity, his reverence for his comrades, and his unwavering determination to move forward. Within the human ranks, whether seasoned veterans or fledgling youths, everyone was deeply moved by this scene, their eyes glistening with tears of emotion.
"Zheng Qian!" A thunderous shout erupted from the crowd, filled with boundless admiration and encouragement. At this moment, this name was more than just a person's designation; it had become a symbol of courage, wisdom, and sacrifice. People raised their weapons high, as if declaring to the heavens that as long as Zheng Qian lived, humanity would never give up, never surrender.
Zheng Qian looked up into the distance, towards a vast and unknown world beyond the Void Transformation Cliff. His eyes held both contemplation of past battles and a yearning for future challenges. He knew that although this battle was won, the road to peace was long, and the real test might have only just begun. But he was fearless, for behind him lay the support of the entire Heavenly Vein Sect and the hopes of the entire human race.
"We will protect this land until the very last moment, and slay all enemies." Zheng Qian's voice was not loud, but it clearly resonated in every corner, like a firm vow imprinted in everyone's heart.
"Slay all enemies!" The human soldiers cheered, their voices shaking the heavens, as if they wanted to convey their indomitable will to the farthest stars in the sky. Their eyes shone with a firm light, a desire for victory, a love for their homeland, and a deep trust in their comrades.
Zheng Qian's gaze swept across the Huaxu Cliff Fortress. Behind him stood the neatly arranged Anti-Demon Army, each soldier standing tall and ready for battle. Their armor gleamed in the sunlight, like a group of fearless war gods preparing to face the coming storm.
"Brothers, behind us are our families, our loved ones, and the home we depend on for survival. We must not allow them to suffer even the slightest harm!" Zheng Qian's words were like a raging fire, igniting the fighting spirit in the hearts of the soldiers.
"For our homeland, for our loved ones, for our beliefs, we swear to fight to the death and forever defend the Valley of the Wind!" The soldiers shouted in unison, their voices resounding through the heavens and echoing across the vast expanse of land. Their hearts were filled with strength, a strength born from their unwavering commitment to justice, their yearning for peace, and their boundless hatred for the enemy.
Zheng Qian drew the Dragon Scale Void-Piercing Sword, its tip pointing straight to the sky, the blade gleaming coldly in the sunlight: "Now, let us swear an oath with this sword, with our own flesh and blood as shields, to protect this land we love so dearly. No matter how powerful the enemy, no matter how difficult the battle, we will persevere until the very last moment!"
The soldiers drew their swords, their blades flashing like a forest, their momentum unstoppable. They knew this battle was not only to defend their homeland and vie for their people's destiny, but also to prove their courage, loyalty, and spirit of sacrifice. At this moment, they seemed to see the dawn of victory, to witness the moment the three-race alliance would be shattered.
"The three races' prodigies, let's settle this once and for all, and decide our fate!" Zheng Qian pointed his sword at the three races' camps, his fighting spirit blazing. His voice echoed across the battlefield like thunder, resonating in the hearts of everyone present.
His voice, brimming with indomitable will and boiling passion, was like a thunderclap in the sky, not only shaking every inch of the battlefield but also deeply resonating in the souls of everyone present. It was a call that transcended life and death, reaching the very depths of the heart, awakening in everyone the yearning for victory and the defense of dignity within their very being.
"Let's settle this once and for all, and with it, life and death!" The 50,000-strong anti-deception army, these warriors who had been tempered by countless battles and whose loyalty was forged in iron and blood, responded to Zheng Qian's call and roared with deafening fury.
"Let's settle this once and for all, and with it, life and death." The geniuses of the Heavenly Vein Sect, these young powerhouses who had been bathed in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth since childhood and cultivated supreme techniques, were equally unwilling to be outdone. Their roars, filled with absolute confidence in their strength and unwavering belief in victory, resounded through the heavens.
Within the three races, the leaders exchanged bewildered glances, then glared angrily. They had never witnessed such an arrogant challenge. However, Lie Yuchen's icy voice echoed from above the Huaxu Cliff fortress, forcing them to swallow their humiliation and return to Huaxu Cliff.
"Soldiers of the three races, listen to my command! Return to the fortress and prepare for tomorrow's gate defense battle."