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Chapter Eight of the Romantic Continent: Exterminate All 

"Don't be afraid, everyone! Although he has released the demon within him, his physical body is not strong enough. Didn't we already deliver a fatal blow? If his inner demon and body fully merge, that will be the real calamity!"

The first to realize this was Zuo Lanxin, standing beside Empress Qian in the hall. After her loud reminder, she let out a sharp cry, leaping down from the hall and rushing to Ye Tianlong's side, her expression indignant as she rallied the crowd.

"As long as we all work together and deliver another fatal blow, even if he is truly a demon, he will surely die!"

Reminded by Zuo Lanxin's words, Grand Magister Stephen suddenly raised his arm, and the energized crowd quickly took their positions, preparing for a second combined attack.

"You garrulous bitch, watch how I deal with you!"

A black flame flashed in Ye Tianlong's eyes as he grinned maliciously at Zuo Lanxin, who was in a desperate stance. Without any visible movement, he moved swiftly, his figure already close to Zuo Lanxin.

"Crack! Crack!"

Four crisp sounds rang out as Ye Tianlong delivered four slaps to Zuo Lanxin's face in an instant, using both palm strikes and finger strikes. Although the force of the blows wasn't great, each slap left a mark, each finger a welt, instantly turning her once beautiful, delicate, and lovely fair face red and swollen.

Then, with a flick of Ye Tianlong's hand, Zuo Lanxin's delicate body flew several feet away, landing lifeless, her fate unknown.

While Zuo Lanxin's body was still flying through the air, Ye Tianlong had already reached the side of the protector of the Wind God Temple Elder Council. With lightning speed, one hand gripped the other's face, and with a swift movement, the protector didn't even have a chance to groan before his eyes bulged, his facial bones caved in, and brain matter and blood gushed from his ear canals.

"You die too!"

With a wave of his hand, the guardian's corpse flew up, crashing into Elder Yu Guang beside him. At the same time, Ye Tianlong raised his right hand, and a laser beam pierced the air. The Heavenly Demon Holy Sword, which had reappeared in his hand, radiated an even more astonishing power than before. Endless undercurrents of energy spread in all directions, the spreading energy even showing visible wheel-shaped ripples.

The strange sword energy burst forth with a terrifying sound, the blazing sword light seemingly able to suddenly expand and lengthen, flashing red before shooting forward, transforming into a long laser rainbow, like a rainbow piercing the sun. By the time the laser entered one's sight, it was already close.

Another guardian of the Wind God Temple, he didn't even have time to react before a deep hole appeared in his chest. The laser beam burst out of his body like a balloon exploding, and those present could even hear a crisp pop.

Blood splattered, the sword light rose and twisted, and the poor guardian was instantly reduced to pieces on the ground.

It was unbelievable how easily he could take what he wanted. With a mere flick of his wrist, Ye Tianlong fell three highly skilled guardians, the last of whom died a gruesome death too painful to witness.

"My God!"

Elder Yu Guang and Elder Ming Guang cried out almost simultaneously. The five guardians they had brought were among the elite of the Wind Temple's best, yet they hadn't even had a chance to fight back against Ye Tianlong, whose inner demons had awakened.

"Don't bother calling your damned goddess anymore; she's too busy taking care of herself. It's your turn to die!"

Ye Tianlong roared murderously, charging towards the grief-stricken Elder Yu Guang with his sword. Although the others had already surrounded him to attack, all their attacks were utterly ineffective against Ye Tianlong.

His speed was astonishing, his movements unpredictable, making him impossible for his opponents to anticipate. Even when magic and internal energy reached him, they quickly dissipated under the powerful surge of latent energy around him.

"Die!" Elder Yu Guang roared, his magic sword emitting bursts of light.

With a resounding clang, the Heavenly Demon Holy Sword in Ye Tianlong's hand suddenly plummeted downwards at ten times its normal speed. The sword tip trembled slightly, and the intense, fiery red sword energy struck Elder Yu Guang's sword tip with astonishing precision. The hundred-times-forged magic sword shattered instantly, the hand holding it went numb from the shock, and the tassel hanging from the sword's cloud broke off and plummeted downwards.

Ye Tianlong's left palm, just in time, extended forward, the terrifying palm wind like a raging torrent, sweeping the falling tassel forward.

Elder Yu Guang, now without his magic sword, could only retreat to avoid Ye Tianlong's Heavenly Demon Holy Sword, never expecting the flying tassel to strike him so accurately in the eyes and nose. The silk tassels beneath, soft and light, were now embedded two or three inches deep in various parts of his face, slicing through his muscle like sharp knives.

At the same instant, Ye Tianlong's Heavenly Demon Holy Sword plunged downwards, cleaving open Elder Yu Guang's forehead.

After swaying twice, Elder Yu Guang fell backward, his face covered in blood. His head, starting from the bridge of his nose, was split in two, blood and gore flowing freely—a gruesome death, his head almost cleaved in two.

The change was too sudden and too fast; no one could save him. In an instant, they were separated by death. The killing technique was unbelievably bizarre, the method strange and terrifying, striking unexpectedly and killing in an instant.

A terrible massacre ensued. Although some people wondered how their companions had become so vulnerable, when they faced Ye Tianlong's direct attack, they truly understood why their fallen comrades had become lambs to the slaughter.

Ye Tianlong's terrifying aura was enough to chill one's heart, make one's limbs weak, and those who dared to fight were already considered quite capable. The magic swordsmen of the Fast Temple didn't even have the courage to attack; they only knew to turn and run, only to be easily killed by Ye Tianlong from behind, one sword at a time.

No one could withstand Ye Tianlong's sword strike. Two Thunder Generals of the Giant Spirit Clan were cut into three pieces by Ye Tianlong's sword. Stephen's two most prized disciples were also cleaved in several pieces, along with their Heart-Piercing Swords.

In a short time, the entire reception hall was a river of blood. Except for the Archmage Stephen, who remained standing blankly on the steps, everyone else had been killed by Ye Tianlong.

"You've gone too far, too far..." When Ye Tianlong slowly approached Stephen, the Archmage was dazed, muttering, "You actually killed all my people, killed them all..."

"What method did you use to subdue the Queen of the Moon?" The sword light flickered, pointing towards Stephen's chest, and Ye Tianlong coldly asked.

"You won't know." Stimulated by the sword energy, Stephen seemed to suddenly awaken, roaring at Ye Tianlong in a fit of rage.

"Is that so?" Ye Tianlong remained unmoved, merely letting out a cold laugh. Suddenly, with a flick of his wrist, a burst of sword light shot out, leaving a large, bloody hole in Stephen's thigh.

"Ouch!" Stephen cried out in pain, his whole body trembling, but he remained standing on the steps, gritting his teeth and glaring at Ye Tianlong.

"Good, worthy of being one of the former top ten strongest." Ye Tianlong applauded, flicking his wrist again, and with a flick of the laser beam, another bloody hole appeared in Stephen's other thigh, this time piercing through the entire thigh, even breaking half of the thigh bone.

"Ah..." The muscles in Stephen's cheeks trembled, and he almost ground his teeth to powder. He could still endure the intense pain, but his injured legs could no longer hold on. His body swayed a few times, and finally, he collapsed heavily onto the steps.

"It doesn't matter if you don't say anything, anyway, I'm not the one suffering." Ye Tianlong looked at Stephen, who was sweating profusely, with the Heavenly Demon Holy Sword in his hand pointing at his arm: "Next time, I will cut off your arm!"

Standing in her tent, Yu Fengwu suddenly felt an indescribable sadness, as if a great calamity was about to befall her, and her mind was extremely trembling.

"Something must have happened to Tianlong."

Liu Qin'er suddenly appeared beside Yu Fengwu, her face grave, her eyes filled with an indescribable sorrow.

Yu Fengwu knew that Liu Qin'er, as the Holy Demon Sword, possessed extraordinary spiritual senses, and her own senses were also very strong; clearly, it was indeed related to Ye Tianlong.

"We can't wait any longer; it's time to act."

Although Chen Yue didn't have the same spiritual senses as Yu Fengwu and Liu Qin'er, she was adept at reading people and could tell from their expressions that the situation was dire. Besides, she hadn't really supported Yu Fengwu's strategy to begin with.

Because their path had been blocked by the Eastern Legion, Yu Fengwu hadn't ordered the Tianlong Legion to launch a full-scale attack, but instead had repeatedly sent messengers to the Eastern Legion's headquarters in Jiezhou to persuade them.

Because Yu Fengwu couldn't bear to destroy a unit that had once been her comrades, she still held some hope for the Eastern Legion, also part of the Fast Legion. Ideally, she hoped to persuade them to submit, or at least remain neutral in the civil war and give her a way out.

However, the commander of the Eastern Legion didn't give a clear answer to Yu Fengwu's demands. He adopted delaying tactics, constantly negotiating with her and sending envoys to the Tianlong Legion to negotiate with her, thus keeping Yu Fengwu and the Tianlong Legion in limbo.

Chen Yue had already requested war from Yu Fengwu several days ago, but Yu Fengwu still wanted to try harder to pass through Jiezhou without bloodshed.

"Recall our envoys and issue them a declaration of war!"

Liu Qin'er also changed her attitude. Ye Tianlong, far away in Esnia, was on her mind. Although she didn't know what had happened to Ye Tianlong, she was certain it was something extraordinary, because she had a strong premonition that this event would affect Ye Tianlong and their lives.

Her bright eyes hardened, and Yu Fengwu said nothing more. Instead, she turned and ordered the guards standing at the tent entrance,

"Summon all the generals to the main tent for a meeting!"

"Expel that envoy who came yesterday. Tell him that 3 PM today is the final deadline. If the Eastern Legion still doesn't open the way by then, then the only option is for both sides to fight."

"Order all the soldiers in the camp to break camp at 2:30 PM and have them prepare."

After issuing a series of orders, Yu Fengwu turned back to Liu Qin'er and Chen Yue and said, "You two should also prepare. We're about to depart."

"About to depart?" Chen Yue was slightly taken aback and asked curiously, "How are we departing?"

"Come with me, and you'll find out." Yu Fengwu didn't answer Chen Yue's question directly but deliberately kept her in suspense.

But Chen Yue was also a woman of exceptional intelligence. Her mind raced, and she immediately grasped the meaning behind Yu Fengwu's words: "So you were already prepared, but simply didn't want to fight the Eastern Legion."

"After all, they are all soldiers of Fast. I really couldn't bear to see them die at my hands." Yu Fengwu sighed softly, somewhat helplessly saying, "Besides, if we could subdue the Eastern Legion, we could both preserve Fast's army and greatly increase Tianlong's strength. That's why I waited so many days."

"Then, you sent so many envoys to Jiezhou to probe their strength, right?" Liu Qin'er now understood, recalling how Yu Fengwu always sent large numbers of people to Jiezhou as negotiating envoys; it turned out there was another purpose.

"I really wanted to negotiate with Krosos properly. If we could win his allegiance, we could save the people of the eastern part of the empire from a bloody war." "

However, a bloody battle is still unavoidable now. If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have wasted so much time," Chen Yue said somewhat discontentedly.

"You're wrong. I have a comprehensive plan now. As long as we capture the main city of the Eastern Legion, the other troops will surrender without a fight," Yu Fengwu said confidently. "Currently, the Eastern Legion blocking our way has deployed its main force in three cities, so there aren't many troops in the main city of Jiezhou behind us. Moreover, in the past few days, I've sent Suo Chong to scout out the terrain of this area and find an abandoned path that leads directly to Jiezhou."

Just as the main force of the Tianlong Legion launched a major offensive, Shura, with 20,000 troops, had already secretly infiltrated Jiezhou along the newly discovered path, led by Suo Chong.

Overnight, Shura's army marched more than 90 li and arrived at the gates of Jiezhou, the main city of the Eastern Legion. As

dawn broke, the entire city of Jiezhou was still shrouded in silence. Wherever Shura's army went, they immediately blocked the roads. Meanwhile, to prevent the defenders of Jiezhou from hearing their movements, Shura ordered his men to scare away all the chickens and ducks outside the city, using their clucking to mask the sound of their advancing footsteps and the neighing of their warhorses.

Because the battle was taking place outside three fortified cities a hundred miles away, the defenders of Jiezhou were unaware that Yu Fengwu would send troops across the three fortified cities to directly attack the heavily fortified main city of Jiezhou.

Furthermore, Yu Fengwu's previous repeated dispatches of envoys to negotiate peace had lulled Krossos and the defenders of Jiezhou into a false sense of security, leading them to believe that Yu Fengwu had no other option but to launch a direct assault to breach the three fortified cities in front of Jiezhou.

When the defenders who had just opened the city gates saw Shura's troops arrive, they mistook them for reinforcements from their own side, and before they could even see clearly, they were unwittingly killed by Shura's sword.

After seizing the city gates, Shura commanded his army to flood into Jiezhou. Early in the morning, Croesus was handling military affairs in his command post when he heard a commotion outside, shouting and neighing. He initially mistook it for a disturbance by prisoners or the city guards demanding their pay, but by the time he realized what was happening, he was already surrounded.

Without even donning his armor, Croesus led his personal guard in a desperate resistance, holding the command post and waiting for reinforcements.

Shura, however, wouldn't allow Croesus to play such a game. He dispatched 8,000 men to occupy key locations throughout the city and clear out the remaining enemy forces, while the remaining 12,000 soldiers, under his personal command, launched a full-scale attack on Croesus's command post.

After piling up hay at the entrance, Shura ordered it set ablaze. Simultaneously, he moved small catapults from the city to the square in front of the command post, and with the catapults and catapults flying, the gates were opened in moments.

Shura led the charge, followed by the equally powerful and imposing Fan Tong. Like a whirlwind, the soldiers swept through the land, their movements creating waves and scattering Croesus's personal guard like blades of grass. Their commander's bravery further boosted the morale of his troops.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Croesus's personal guard was almost entirely wiped out, and Croesus, with nowhere to run, became a prisoner.

By the time the news reached the three garrison cities of Jiezhou, it was too late for the main force of the Eastern Legion to return to reinforce them. Furthermore, the Tianlong Legion, commanded by Yu Fengwu

, had been conducting continuous feint attacks, making it impossible for them to send troops back to reinforce the main city of Jiezhou. Once the news of the capture of Jiezhou was confirmed, the morale of the Eastern Legion soldiers plummeted, and they quickly surrendered under Yu Fengwu's persuasion.

After a brief rest, Yu Fengwu left Qing Ji and 30,000 troops to take over Jiezhou and reorganize the Eastern Legion, while she led the Tianlong Legion's forces to Estonia at breakneck speed.

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