The Wudang members fought with high spirits. Empowered by the starlight, their combat power surged, experiencing unparalleled exhilaration.
Huang Rong looked at Ning Changge with adoration, a slight smile curving her lips.
Was Ning Changge’s doing.
Ning Changge, however, was completely absorbed in observing the Heavenly Wolf Army. In his vision, strands of killing aura continuously rose from the soldiers, condensing first in groups of ten, then hundreds, then thousands…
Layer upon layer, ultimately forming the terrifying Heavenly Wolf Army Soul.
“The creator of military formations was truly a genius,” Ning Changge thought with admiration. Simultaneously, the inspiration in his mind reached a critical point. By reverse-engineering how the Army Soul connected to the power of heaven and earth, he realized he could use mana through a medium to construct an Army Soul, or even take it a step further and create Dao Soldiers and Spirit Enforcers.
Ning Changge chuckled softly, a sound full of relief. A major problem that had troubled him recently was solved. The Mongol Yuan army wasn’t entirely a bad thing after all.
【You observed the process of the million-strong Heavenly Wolf Army condensing its Army Soul and gained insight. Combining this with Daoist scriptures, you comprehended the technique of creating Dao Soldiers with mana. You created the minor divine ability: Scattering Beans into Soldiers!】
Scattering Beans into Soldiers!
This was also a remarkable divine ability.
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Furthermore, this divine ability could grow. One day, he might be able to scatter billions of Dao Soldiers with a single gesture—that would be a truly grand divine ability!
The smile on Ning Changge’s lips widened.
Huang Rong didn’t understand, but sensing Ning Changge’s enlightenment, her admiration grew even stronger. Even facing such a great enemy, Brother Ning remained calm and collected—such bearing was truly unmatched in the Nine Provinces.
The distant observers also felt their minds tremble.
Ning Changge’s aura changed. The previous casualness was gone. His gaze now focused on the Mongol Yuan’s Land Immortals, like a drowsy lion suddenly opening its eyes. Everyone’s hearts tightened.
The Mongol Yuan Land Immortals were especially terrified.
As if that single gaze held a strange magic.
Seeing the eight Army Souls locked in a stalemate with Wudang, only slightly gaining the upper hand, Basiba gritted his teeth and shouted:
“Army Souls, return! Everyone, it’s our turn!”
The blood wolves howled again.
The blood wolves battling Wudang’s forces abruptly retreated, their killing aura still full, their condition still at peak. This was the terror of the Army Soul: as long as the soldiers lived and the killing aura persisted, their energy was inexhaustible.
How could ordinary Land Immortals withstand such attrition?
And killing the soldiers required breaking through the protective aura of the Army Soul—a deadly dilemma. Only absolute power could suppress it.
This was the terror of a united army.
Now, the blood wolves were recalled. The eight Army Souls hung menacingly in the sky. In the next moment, everyone’s hearts leaped as they understood why there were eight Army Souls, not nine or ten. They had previously thought this was the Heavenly Wolf Army’s limit.
But now, it was clear that wasn’t the case!
The blood wolves, overflowing with baleful aura, merged with the eight Mongol Yuan Land Immortals!
Bloodlust surged to the heavens, killing intent raining down, shaking the world. Torrential rain poured, yet it was cut off by the terrifying killing intent, evaporating halfway down, creating a bizarre spectacle.
Every gaze was filled with shock.
The Heavenly Wolf Army finally revealed its astonishing, crushing power.
The power of the Army Soul combined with the control of Land Immortals was far stronger than even peerless experts like the Sword Demon and Bodhidharma. Perhaps only Shakyamuni, empowered by the Ten Thousand Buddhas Formation, could compare.
Meng Chixing and the others felt the immense power surging through them, amplified tenfold by the Army Soul. Their eyes filled with intoxication. Looking at Ning Changge, they finally found the courage to step outside the army formation.
“No matter how many tricks Wudang has, today you will perish!”
“Annihilate Wudang! Your disciples will be slaves to my Mongol Yuan for eternity, to appease the hatred for killing our Land Immortals!”
Cold, murderous words echoed through the heavens, chilling everyone’s hearts. “…”