Chapter Ten: The Power of the Blood Bead in the Continent of Wind and Moon

The main army was approaching Gucheng, but Wen Yeda's troops remained completely still, which puzzled Xia He. He contacted Qing Ji and Zuo Daojin, who had split their forces into two groups, and learned that his two sons, Xia Feng and Xia Yun, were leading the troops to block their advance.

Qing Ji and Zuo Daojin were encircling Gucheng from the left and right, forming a pincer movement. Wen Yeda had deployed all his troops to Xia Feng and Xia Yun's army, leaving Xia He with virtually no real enemy forces in the central area.

Once Gucheng was captured, Xia Feng and Xia Yun's resistance would be futile. Xia He understood this perfectly well, and he didn't want to face his sons directly; father and sons facing each other on the battlefield was a cruel prospect. He figured that if Wen Yeda and his men had any sense, they would understand this as well, so why hadn't they deployed troops in the central area?

"Could it be that Wen Yeda has no troops left to use?"

Xia He wondered to himself. If that were the case, shouldn't Wen Yeda have concentrated the combined forces under Xia Feng and Xia Yun, thus weakening his forces by splitting them into two groups? And surely his opponent shouldn't be so lacking in military strategy?

Despite these doubts and anxieties, Xia He resolutely marched towards the central route of Gucheng according to plan, recapturing several towns along the way without causing any damage, advancing until his forces were less than five miles from Gucheng. Wen Yeda seemed to have opened Gucheng's embrace, welcoming Xia He's troops in without even a single soldier in sight.

Now, the sounds of battle between the Qingji and Zuodao armies on the left and right flanks could be faintly heard, and a meeting at Gucheng seemed imminent.

"Perhaps it's because Wen Yeda knows his army can't face me, so he doesn't dare send troops?"

Xia He thought to himself. His two men couldn't possibly dare to use weapons in front of his father.

“Tomorrow, as long as we capture Gucheng, I can give the late emperor an explanation. But, with the empire in this state, what am I supposed to do?”

“Enemy spotted ahead!” The scout’s report interrupted Xia He’s thoughts.

Xia He’s spirits lifted; the enemy had finally appeared. He could put aside the troubles that had plagued him for days and focus solely on dealing with the enemy before him.

“Prepare for battle!”

Just as Xia He gave the order, Zheng Feng, at the front lines, sent someone to report that Wen Yeda’s vanguard consisted of thousands of unarmed civilians. Upon receiving this report, Xia He immediately led his men to the front lines. What he saw filled him with rage. Wen Yeda had resorted to such shameless tactics.

Nearly two thousand civilians were being driven by Wen Yeda’s soldiers towards Xia He’s army, their cries deafening as they stumbled and fell, arrows flying from behind and above them – a truly pitiful sight.

"Form ranks! Let the civilians pass through, kill those bastards behind!"

With a command from Xia He, the soldiers swiftly shifted their dense formation, creating passages in the middle of the column. Soon, the civilians made contact with Xia He's soldiers, passing smoothly through these passages at the soldiers' command, causing little trouble for Xia He's army.

Once the barrier of civilians disappeared, an army of less than a thousand men appeared before Xia He's forces: seven hundred spearmen in front, followed by over two hundred archers. Within a large circle formed by the archers, Bloodhand Scorpion and his two disciples sat prominently on their tall horses.

"Truly a veteran of many battles, breaking my moves so easily."

Bloodhand Scorpion, seated on his warhorse, took in everything before him, praising Xia He's actions, then grinned maliciously to himself.

"What a pity, you'll never have another chance to showcase your command talents, Lord Shah."

Bloodhand Scorpion used civilians to charge Shah's formation, merely to buy enough time to activate the Yuling Blood Orb. Of course, disrupting Shah's army was always a better thing; even causing Shah some trouble was a gain. Unexpectedly, Shah thwarted his plan in no time, commanding his troops to charge towards them rapidly.

However, his two disciples behind him had already completed the preparations for activating the Yuling Blood Orb. Now, a total of forty corpses of powerful young girls lay within the circle formed by archers.

Shah's army was about to reach them; the soldiers at the forefront could even see the fear and unease on the faces of the enemy soldiers. Faced with such a fierce charge from Shah's army, Wen Yeda's already demoralized troops lost all will to fight and almost wanted to turn and flee. Just then, a point of crimson light rose from Bloodhand Scorpion's hand, ascending incredibly quickly. By the time it reached mid-air, this point of crimson light had transformed into a crimson sun, its brightness even surpassing that of the sun in the sky. Under its intense light, Xia He and his men involuntarily closed their eyes. When they opened their eyes again, everything before them had turned crimson.

In that instant, everything on the battlefield was enveloped in this crimson light. Whether it was Wen Yeda's soldiers or Xia He's soldiers, everyone was covered in crimson—their weapons, their clothes, their faces, even their eyes—all turned crimson. Between heaven and earth, no other color could be found but crimson.

The next moment, what seemed like an endless sea of blood flowed from the crimson sun in the sky, surging towards Xia He's army. The crimson waves were clearly visible, spreading in all directions at an incredible speed, submerging the entire world in the sea of blood. A chilling wind howled, and countless hideous and terrifying shadows materialized and transformed within the sea of blood.

"My eyes, my eyes are blind!"

"Ah, what is this..."

"What's happening... what's happening..."

"My God... save... me..."

Xiahe's soldiers immediately felt a strange change occurring within them, like a stone thrown into a lake, ripples spreading outwards, cries of agony rising and falling, the entire formation instantly descending into chaos. A wave of fear spread from the front lines to the main force, then to the rear. Only

the soldiers at the very back of the line were not overwhelmed by the sea of blood, but they too had completely lost the ability to move, staring blankly at this scene that should never have appeared in the human world. This scene would be unforgettable for them, a nightmare for the rest of their lives.

Enveloped in a curtain of blood, the soldiers began a frenzied infighting, the ghostly figures swirling around them completely robbing them of their senses. They swung their merciless swords and spears at their comrades and friends. They seemed to have lost all feeling; even when hacked to pieces and covered in blood, they continued to swing their weapons until they were utterly exhausted and collapsed. Xia He, who was at the forefront of the attack, sensed the danger immediately, but there was no turning back. A stunningly beautiful, naked woman suddenly appeared before him, extending her incredibly sharp claws. When he instinctively swung his longsword to strike her, he found his strike empty, without any leverage. Trapped in such a predicament, even the most skilled martial artist was rendered useless.

Then, the woman's body parted, and two long, seemingly dismembered and dripping with blood wrapped around him from both sides, clamping him down. In an instant, Xia He was horrified to find all his energy rapidly draining away. As he and his warhorse collapsed powerlessly, they quickly became pieces of flesh under the crazed soldiers' blades.

Bloodhand Scorpion and his soldiers, caught in the sea of blood, stared in disbelief at what they saw; this scene completely exceeded their expectations. The power of the Myriad Spirit Blood Pearl far surpassed Bloodhand Scorpion's expectations, and he felt a surge of ecstatic joy. With such a divine weapon in his hands, what couldn't he do?

As the number of dead soldiers rose, the color emitted by the Myriad Spirit Blood Pearl became even more dazzling and alluring. The fluctuations of the blood-red light intensified, the stench became pungent, and various blood-red figures, resembling both humans and beasts, swirled and danced, their ghostly forms becoming increasingly clear. The blood-red light shone on them, giving them a chilling, bone-deep feeling. Such a scene would drive even onlookers mad, let alone those caught in it; it was nothing short of a hellish spectacle.

Suddenly, the sun had vanished without a trace, and rolling black clouds pressed down to where they met the blood-red light curtain. Every now and then, a flash of bluish-white lightning would tear through the layers of clouds, and muffled thunderclaps echoed from the horizon.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Suddenly, the spearmen standing in front of the archers collapsed in an entire row, spitting out copious amounts of blood.

"Everyone, hold your nerves!"

Seeing the slight commotion among his men, Bloodhand Scorpion couldn't help but shout. Two disciples rapidly chanted incantations behind him, and pale gray smoke emanated from between their outstretched palms, spreading towards the soldiers' heads, slightly calming the commotion and unease.

At this moment, the entire crimson light wave began to swirl, its piercing shriek almost shattering everyone's eardrums. Having obtained the life essence of numerous soldiers, countless vengeful spirits and ghosts gained a significant boost from the power of the Myriad Spirit Blood Pearl. Its pulsating crimson light even made Bloodhand Scorpion's mind waver.

"Not good. I can't let it continue like this."

A thought flashed through Bloodhand Scorpion's mind. The power of the Myriad Spirit Blood Pearl in his hand was not pure, and its use would undoubtedly have many flaws. Although its power seemed greater than expected, the range of its influence no longer seemed to move entirely according to his will.

If the power of this Myriad Spirit Blood Pearl escaped his control, then he and his companions would all be devoured. Thinking of this, large beads of cold sweat appeared on Bloodhand Scorpion's forehead. Turning back to see his two disciples, their faces pale and contorted, their eyes almost bulging out of their sockets, his heart pounded like a drum.

Taking a deep breath to suppress his trembling and unease, Bloodhand Scorpion began to forcefully retract the Myriad Spirit Blood Pearl that was swirling and leaping in mid-air. He spat out a jet of blood, his hands forming a hand seal in front of him.

"Guide with blood, obey my will..."

Releasing its power for the first time, the Myriad Spirit Blood Pearl seemed to gain its own life, unwilling to be controlled by Bloodhand Scorpion again. It thrashed and swirled within the blood seal formed by Bloodhand Scorpion, its light flowing.

...

Finally, the Myriad Spirit Blood Pearl was subdued by Bloodhand Scorpion. The crimson light returned to the pearl like a tide, restoring its pearl form and slowly settling into Bloodhand Scorpion's outstretched hands. As the last crimson light disappeared, several thunderclaps struck the sky, and the dark clouds dispersed. When the sun shone on the ground again, the scene on the battlefield was horrific. Xia He's nearly 20,000 soldiers had lost their lives. Their mutilated corpses lay piled high on the ground, many soldiers not even recognizable as bodies, only countless clumps of blood and flesh scattered about.

Seeing this scene, not only were Xia He's remaining 300-odd soldiers pale and terrified, but even the thousand-odd soldiers under Bloodhand Scorpion felt their legs go weak. Only Bloodhand Scorpion, clutching the Myriad Spirit Blood Pearl, laughed loudly.

"I succeeded! I succeeded! I finally succeeded..."

Bloodhand Scorpion's maniacal laughter echoed far and wide.

The appearance of the Myriad Spirit Blood Pearl completely changed the situation in Gucheng. Zuo Daojin and Qingji, who were about to reach the city walls, immediately ordered a retreat upon hearing the report of Xia He's routed troops, avoiding a direct confrontation with Bloodhand Scorpion. Meanwhile, Wen Yeda's forces seized the opportunity to consolidate their position in Gucheng and began to expand outwards.

"My lord, something terrible has happened!"

Before Ye Tianlong, back in the city, could even step into his residence, Ji Wujiu, the military advisor of the Tianlong Legion, rushed in and blurted out these words. Even so, his words remained expressionless.

"Mr. Ji Wujiu, hello!" The greeting from the beautiful dragon girl was always so vibrant and energetic.

Only then did Ji Wujiu notice Yu Fengwu, Liu Qin'er, and Long Ling'er behind Ye Tianlong. His expression faltered for a moment, but he quickly nodded and greeted them.

Although Ji Wujiu had witnessed the contest between Yu Zhu and Ye Tianlong on the city wall, and knew about Ye Tianlong's pursuit of Yu Zhu and their relationship, he wisely avoided mentioning these issues, simply greeting Yu Zhu naturally in return.

"Mr. Ji Wujiu, hello!"

Yu Fengwu replied with a smile. Knowing what kind of person Ji Wujiu was, she knew that something serious must have happened for him to react this way, so she asked with concern, "What happened?" "

Lord Xiahe is dead!"

Ji Wujiu didn't say anything more, simply uttering the news that shocked everyone.

Ye Tianlong's joy at rescuing Yuzhu was instantly shattered by this news. His heart sank, and he asked, "What exactly happened? Was he assassinated?"

"No. Lord Xiahe died in battle." A strange light flashed in Ji Wujiu's eyes.

"Defeated in battle?"

Ye Tianlong could hardly believe his ears. He murmured and repeated what his adjutant had said, then said urgently, "How is that possible? Wen Yeda only has about ten thousand men, and most of them are Lord Xiahe's old subordinates. Also, how could Qing Ji and Zuo Daojin have watched Lord Xiahe die in battle?"

Faced with these reasons listed by Ye Tianlong, Ji Wujiu said in his still icy tone, "Because the opponent used the Myriad Spirit Blood Pearl." "Things changed too quickly back then. Lords Qingji and Zuodao Jin simply couldn't get there to provide support, and even if they had, it wouldn't have made any difference."

"Was the entire army wiped out?"

Long Ling'er's beautiful brows furrowed tightly. She had heard of the terrifying power of the Myriad Spirit Blood Pearl; an elder in her clan had once inadvertently mentioned this forbidden artifact. Yu Fengwu's bright eyes flashed with utter shock. She knew that refining the Myriad Spirit Blood Pearl required sacrificing countless lives, and Wen Yeda had actually forged such a divine artifact—it was truly an injustice against heaven and earth.

"No, but almost." Ji Wujiu looked at Ye Tianlong: "Only a few soldiers escaped. I've already had Qingji send a few of them over."

Ye Tianlong and Yu Fengwu exchanged a glance, then Ye Tianlong said to Ji Wujiu, "Alright, bring them over immediately. We'll hold a meeting right away."

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