After Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun returned to the Central Plains and severed ties with him, Xiongba had set his sights on Wudang. Ning Changge’s immortal methods greatly intrigued him.
He had been pursuing Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun in the Sui territory when he learned of this matter and secretly came here.
He thought, with his skills, he might be able to get a piece of the pie.
Xiongba’s gaze was cold and stern, fixed on the scene unfolding.
Further in the distance, another army was also preparing for action.
The Great Qin’s Ren Tu Army!
This was the elite force under the command of the killing god Bai Qi, renowned and surpassing even the Mongol Yuan’s Heavenly Wolf Army.
Bai Qi and Wang Jian rode their horses, looking towards the distance, faintly seeing the surging killing intent shooting into the sky.
To avoid detection, they were quite far away…
Just the right distance to rush over and rescue Wudang at a critical moment. With their eyesight, they could easily see the unfolding events.
Hearing the thunderous shouts, the Ren Tu Army also stirred. Wang Jian smiled faintly:
“It seems the lads are getting restless.”
“Huh…” Clau, breathing out.
Bai Qi’s expression was blank, his pupils seemingly filled with sharp killing intent. He said calmly:
“They’ll have plenty of opportunities to act soon.”
“Does General Bai think Wudang has no chance of resisting?”
Bai Qi replied coldly:
“Though the Heavenly Wolf Army is nothing special, with a million soldiers pressing down, Wudang only faces destruction. Unless that Little Immortal possesses heaven-defying abilities, there’s no way a Jianghu sect can rival a dynastic army.”
After a slight pause, he added:
“Perhaps that Little Immortal can escape alone, but that’s it.”
Wang Jian smiled, agreeing with Bai Qi’s assessment.
“We must closely monitor the situation. If Wudang truly falls under the hooves of the Heavenly Wolf Army, we’ll be held accountable by His Majesty.”
Bai Qi nodded slowly. Mentioning the First Emperor, a touch of respect appeared on his face.
Clau makes a small pause.
The two turned their attention back to the distance.
The Heavenly Wolf Army’s shouts still echoed…
“Hand over the murderers!”
But at a certain moment, Basiba raised his hand, and the thunderous roar instantly ceased, leaving only the lingering echoes. He narrowed his eyes, coldly stating:
“Finally willing to show yourselves.”
The gates of Wudang Mountain swung open, and Wudang disciples emerged one after another, appearing before everyone.
Though slightly nervous, their eyes held intense fury. The Mongol Yuan army’s cries to annihilate Wudang enraged them. Wudang was their home.
Facing the angry gazes of the numerous Wudang disciples, Basiba was dismissive. He shouted loudly:
“The Seven Heroes of Wudang killed the Third Prince of my Mongol Yuan. Hand over the murderers, or today, Wudang will be annihilated!”
Zhang Sanfeng stood with his hands behind his back, robes billowing, his gaze sharp, unwavering as he looked directly at Basiba:
“The Third Prince of Mongol Yuan behaved like a beast. My disciples did well to kill him!” Read full story at 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵⁂𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮⁂𝓷𝓮𝓽
“If you’ve come for this reason, then let it be a battle!”
His aged body stood tall, unflinching even in the face of a million-strong army, earning admiration. The Wudang disciples also held their heads high, filled with pride. Their ancestor’s example allowed them to firmly uphold their principles.
The Mongol Yuan’s Land Immortals shouted in unison.
“Very well! Wudang has killed a prince of my Mongol Yuan. Today, Wudang shall be destroyed!”
“Mere Jianghu martial artists, daring to challenge my Mongol Yuan Dynasty, you know not what you face!”
“Perhaps your past Jianghu reputation has blinded you!”
“If Wudang had surrendered the murderers, my Mongol Yuan wouldn’t have resorted to unnecessary slaughter. But seeing how Wudang, from top to bottom, shows no remorse, don’t blame us for being ruthless!”
The others joined in the shouting.
“Wooo…” Clau, makes a sound of excitement
Xiaoyaozi and Huang Shang stepped forward together, sneering:
“Don’t cloak your actions in righteousness. Your Mongol Yuan’s scheme is just for a ‘just cause,’ but your true intentions are clear. The Immortal Method is at Wudang; come and take it if you dare!”
They stood on either side of Zhang Sanfeng, together facing the million-strong army.
Hearing their cold rebuke…
Everyone in the shadows changed their expressions.
Some had long suspected the hidden secrets, but others only now understood.
“So, the Mongol Yuan’s revenge for the Third Prince is just a pretext; their real goal is Wudang’s Immortal Method!”
Everyone’s breathing quickened.
“Could it be… is the rumor that cultivating Wudang’s Immortal Method can extend life by thousands of years true?!”
Some people’s eyes lit up.
“It’s highly likely. Otherwise, the Mongol Yuan wouldn’t mobilize a million-strong Heavenly Wolf Army!”
“I thought something was off. How could the death of a mere prince warrant such a large-scale mobilization? It seemed overly extravagant.”
“Hiss! Thinking about it, have you noticed why the Mongol Yuan army was able to arrive here so unimpeded? This is Great Ming territory, after all…”
Everyone’s hearts raced.
They sensed the scent of intertwined conspiracies.
The Mongol Yuan hadn’t expected Wudang to openly speak of the Immortal Method, leaving them both surprised and furious. A small-statured Land Immortal leaped forward, pointing at Zhang Sanfeng and the others, shouting:
“Don’t spout nonsense!”