As Sikong Jing spoke, Wang Qing trembled throughout his body.
Sikong Jing was actually comprehending and learning the Soldier Killing Array, and he could now annihilate Yuwen Guan in one fell swoop.
"So that’s how it is, no wonder Brother didn’t kill indiscriminately. He was actually perfecting his own Soldier Killing Array." Sikong Ling suddenly came to a realization and nodded understandingly.
With a gentle laugh, Sikong Jing continued, "In a battle that I’m bound to win, I also don’t want to kill too many people."
His words were still delivered in a light and nonchalant tone, but in Wang Qing’s eyes, they were terrifying to the utmost degree. A hundred thousand warriors already considered it a sure win against ten million, and they were now considering not to kill too many people.
Sikong Jing was simply too monstrous.
Afterward, it was just as Sikong Jing had said, using Yuwen Guan and the ten million Great Shang Army to evolve and test various types of Soldier Killing Map Battle Formations, integrating Sikong Jing’s own Beast Skills into them.
This made his Soldier Killing Array even more unpredictable and complicated.
After two hours, new Yunzhou Warriors were dispatched to experience it for themselves.
With the new Yunzhou Warriors came new Beast Skills, so the beast shapes in the battle formations and the killing intent of the military Dao changed differently.
Time passed bit by bit, and the sky was completely dark...
Yuwen Guan was already on the verge of collapse, and the ten million Great Shang Army was close to breaking down, but the former did not know he was just a whetstone used by Sikong Jing for honing, still believing he could win.
So Yuwen Guan clenched his teeth and persisted, continuing to control the vast army.
As daylight broke, the ten million strong army truly no longer wanted to fight.
Although there were few casualties, they felt as if they were being toyed with.
But Yuwen Guan made one last attempt... Within the Blood Refining Soldier Killing Formation, they could hardly defy Yuwen Guan’s order, fighting on even to the point of exhaustion.
And just then, a silent, black figure appeared in the sky.
His face pale, he stood in midair above Yunzhou City; he was Su Old Demon, who had just returned from the Northern Mountain. He watched the battlefield before Yunzhou City in a daze, then his eyes grew brighter, and a gratified smile crept onto his weary face.
"Ajing, truly a Divine General of the Military Dao."
Clearly, Su Old Demon was astonished by the operation of Sikong Jing’s Soldier Killing Array, even stronger than he had imagined.
He had completely mastered the first layer in just ten days, and could already run it with ease.
Saying this, he looked back in the direction of the Northern Mountain, and with a mocking smile, he continued, "Ajing’s military talent surpasses mine by a lot. When he appears on the Central Plains, you all will know what a true primeval fierce beast is..."
"Willow Leaf Saint Manor, the task I could not accomplish will eventually be completed by Ajing, and you will all live to regret it for the rest of your lives."
Muttering to himself, Su Old Demon took a deep breath.
"Ajing, Willow Leaf Saint Manor is nearing, put an end to the war quickly, and retract the aura of the Military Dao."
This sentence was like a fine thread that shot straight into Sikong Jing’s ears, audible only to him while even Sikong Ling by his side could not catch these words.
Jolted, Sikong Jing instinctively looked up, but he could not find Su Old Demon’s trace.
But he immediately grasped Su Old Demon’s meaning, it wasn’t time to show the Military Dao aura in front of the Central Plains forces yet; if detected by the people from Willow Leaf Saint Manor, they would act to eradicate him without delay.
Without hesitation, Sikong Jing stopped searching for Su Old Demon and didn’t attempt new variations of the Soldier Killing Array either.
He simply issued a statement, "Yuwen Guan, since you’re tired, you might as well lie down."
As the words fell, he commanded the battle formations to charge forth and kill. He did not bombard the Great Shang Army, but transformed into various beast shapes that blasted all the Soldier Formations protecting Yuwen Guan away.
In the blink of an eye, the ten million Great Shang Army was completely scattered, like loose sand.
The next moment, the bewildered Yuwen Guan found himself surrounded by Yunzhou warriors, as the fearsome beast-shaped battle formation’s aura erupted violently.
A torrent of blood spurted out, unable to withstand the force, Yuwen Guan’s dantian shattered, and he fell to the ground with a loud crash.
With his dantian destroyed, his True Qi could no longer envelop the ten million-strong army, and all the Great Shang soldiers who had been sent flying were now limp on the ground, lying there unable to stand up again.
"Formation, return," Sikong Jing commanded again in a low shout.
The Yunzhou battle formation immediately retreated, each warrior returning to the walls of Yunzhou City, and Sikong Jing also released his control over them.
As the Yunzhou warriors looked down at the ten million soldiers lying on the ground, their eyes still filled with shock. They couldn’t believe they were responsible for this, completely unaware of how it had happened.
All they knew was that Sikong God General... was mighty and supreme, without equal.
Sikong God General played with an army of ten million using just a million soldiers, as if they were nothing but a plaything in his hand. What else could he be, if not a divine commander?
Meanwhile, the prostrate Yuwen Guan, with wide eyes, muttered to himself, "I’m not content, why, why?"
Amidst his repeated "why," his voice gradually faded away.
Yuwen Guan was dead, he no longer wished to live; living in Sikong Jing’s shadow for a lifetime was meaningless.
Sikong Jing exhaled softly, the once-formidable enemy of the Great Shang Dynasty, Yuwen Guan, had finally met his defeat and demise.
However, Sikong Jing no longer paid him any heed; Yuwen Guan believed that he lived in Sikong Jing’s shadow, but he did not realize that Sikong Jing had long become an existence far beyond his reach.
At this moment, Sikong Jing was not excited by victory; his gaze turned extremely cold.
He suddenly realized a problem.
Now that Su Old Demon, Grandpa Su, had returned to the Canglong Small Domain, it was very likely that the thing he mentioned to Ling’er would occur, especially since he hadn’t shown up after Sikong Jing had finished the battle.
He had given Sikong Jing a mere reminder before disappearing without a trace.
Taking a deep breath, Sikong Jing said, "Ling’er, take control of Yunzhou City, I’ll be back shortly."
Having said that, he dashed off towards Yunye City, accelerating madly with the Blood Devouring Dragon Pearl... and it didn’t take long before he arrived at his destination, instantly landing within the Su Residence.
The next instant, he approached the eldest relative of the Su Family and asked, "Where is Madam Su’s grave?"
The relatives of the Su Family were stunned for a moment but hurriedly explained after recognizing Sikong Jing.
"It’s on Little Su Mountain, not far from the Su Residence."
"There are no other graves of the Su Residence there, because Old Master Su once said that the madam did not deserve to be buried with the people of the Su Residence."
"After Zhenglong became the Family Head, he properly repaired the tombstone. You’ll see it right away once you get there."
As the elderly Su relative explained, Sikong Jing’s gaze had already fallen onto Little Su Mountain.
Having said that, Sikong Jing took off, but just as he was about to reach Little Su Mountain... Whoom!
A terrifying aura blasted him back from afar, and midair Sikong Jing’s eyes widened in disbelief as he saw that Su Old Demon had somehow already held a lifelike corpse in his arms on Little Su Mountain...
The corpse bore a striking seven to eight parts resemblance to Su Yuexi, only much more mature—it was indeed Yue Xi’s grandma, Ye Wuyan.
Even after decades had passed, Grandma Yue Xi’s body had not decayed and remained beautiful... and at this moment, as Su Old Demon took the body out of the grave, it was clear what he intended to do.