Immortality Starts With Ignorant Heart Sword Art

Chapter 153: One Person Suppresses a City

"Boom rumble rumble..."

Zhong Cang's previous actions, although described as lengthy, did not actually take a long time.

The unfolding of the Heaven and Earth Eight Trigrams Diagram was almost instantaneous.

The appearance of the Five Viscera Divine Lord, followed by the transformation of the Five Elements, also took only a few breaths of time.

Afterwards, the Five Viscera Divine Lord merged into one, and Zhong Cang ascended with the dragon, taking only about ten breaths of time.

After all, the dragon fish possessed the talent of Calling the Wind and Summoning the Rain, and with his ability to travel on the wind, his speed was already extremely fast. Furthermore, Zhong Cang had also comprehended the essence of the wind, which elevated his speed to another level. In a very short time, he ascended into the sky and concealed himself within the dark clouds.

Then, he turned the dark clouds into thunderclouds, which didn't take much time since there were already thunder and lightning within the dark clouds.

Of course, although each individual action didn't take long, when combined, it wasn't considered short.

During this time, the demonic army of the Abyssal City had already reached the front of the Black Mountain Army and engaged them in battle.

As Zhong Cang had anticipated, morale had a great impact on the army. With low morale and relatively weak strength, the Black Mountain Army was almost overwhelmed by the initial wave of attacks.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, the cultivators from the Cloud Firmament Sect stepped forward to hold the line and counterattacked.

On the other side, although the demonic sect also had cultivators, and many of them were strong, they were not willing to take the lead.

Their plan was to use soldiers to consume the spiritual power of the Cloud Firmament Sect cultivators, and then launch a surprise attack when they were exhausted or not paying attention.

This method was effective. Ten days ago, they had used this strategy to inflict heavy losses on the Cloud Firmament Sect while suffering minimal casualties themselves.

Unfortunately, this time, they encountered Zhong Cang.

Because they didn't launch a full-scale attack immediately, they were unable to break through the Black Mountain Army's defense line, and naturally, they couldn't disturb Zhong Cang, who was at the center of the defense line.

Although even if they attacked, they wouldn't be able to harm Zhong Cang.

With his innate talent to control the wind, coupled with the essence of the wind, Zhong Cang's movements were as swift as the wind, making it impossible to catch him just by wanting to.

And without capturing Zhong Cang, he was able to complete a series of arrangements, and the nightmare of the Abyssal City descended upon the city.

"Boom!"

"Hiss..."

At the height of the frontline battle, a thunderbolt, like a vajra thrown by a god, descended from the sky and struck the Martial Artists of the aristocratic families.

The reason for targeting them first was because the demonic sect cultivators were hesitant and were preparing to take advantage of the situation. It was these Martial Artists from the aristocratic families who stepped forward and withstood the counterattack from the Cloud Firmament Sect cultivators.

Zhong Cang never showed mercy towards his enemies.

"Ah!"

"Boom rumble..."

The speed of lightning was equivalent to that of light, and before the rumbling thunder reached the ground, the sharp and awe-inspiring lightning struck a courageous Innate Martial Artist, turning him into a charred mass.

And his death was not the end, but the beginning of thunder resounding throughout the sky.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

In the pouring rain, the soldiers of the Black Armor Army and the soldiers of the Abyss City fought fiercely.

Among them, the Black Armor Army had the protection of cultivators from the Cloud Firmament Sect, while the army of Abyss City had Innate Martial Masters.

Although Martial Masters were not a match for cultivators, there were so many of them.

With their overwhelming numbers, they even pushed the battle line back.

During the battle, many Innate Martial Artists also performed exceptionally well.

Tong Hu was one of them. Coming from a prominent family, he was born with divine power and excelled in martial arts. With a battle halberd in hand, he had the power to sweep through thousands of soldiers.

What excited him even more was the arrival of the Demon Sect and the appearance of Blood Pills, which made the cultivation that had previously been difficult much simpler.

"As long as I can get ten more pills, no, five more Blood Pills, I can break through again."

"If I kill that cultivator, I will definitely have enough contributions!"

With a fierce gaze fixed on a cultivator, Tong Hu rushed forward with a ferocious expression on his face.

Several others also launched an attack together with him.

"Boom!"

During the charge, influenced by the Blood Pills, he became more and more violent, thinking about how to tear the enemy apart and devour the wonderful upgrade brought by the Blood Pills.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

However, after only a few steps, he felt something unusual.

After several thunderous roars, he suddenly discovered that his companions who had charged with him were gone.

Turning his head to look around, Tong Hu took a cold breath and realized that they hadn't disappeared suddenly, but had been turned into charred remains by the thunder.

"They were actually struck by lightning. How unlucky... No, this is not a matter of luck. Even with the worst luck, it's impossible for our people to be continuously struck by lightning. The enemy is using thunder attacks."

Thinking of this, Tong Hu instinctively looked up at the sky.

And with this glance, his pupils contracted, and his heart suddenly stopped beating.

"Hiss..."

"What is this?!!"

Previously, Tong Hu had been immersed in killing enemies and fighting, so he hadn't paid attention to the changes in the sky. Therefore, when he looked up, he was fearless.

But when he looked up at the high sky, he was shocked to find a cluster of thunderclouds, like the eye of the sky, embedded in the dark and heavy clouds, staring at him intently.

"The next thunderbolt will strike me, and I... will die!"

Staring at the eye of the sky, Tong Hu was first shocked, and then a sense of crisis instinctively arose in his heart.

It can only be said that Martial Artists still have some advantages. They can sense some imminent danger on a whim.

Unfortunately, facing Zhong Cang, all he could do was sense it, unable to hide or resist the arrival of death.

"Boom!"

Another thunderbolt struck. Sensing the danger beforehand, Tong Hu had already leaped to the side with all his might. At the same time, his body emitted a powerful aura, attempting to withstand the thunder's impact.

Unfortunately, it was all in vain.

The thunderbolt, as bright as light, struck Tong Hu before he could dodge. It contained a violent power and a hint of destructive intent, something that an Innate Martial Master could not resist.

Without a doubt, Tong Hu, who was struck by the thunderbolt, turned into charcoal on the outside, and his internal organs were destroyed by the thunder.

In the end, all that remained of him in this world was a single word: "No!!!"

...

Tong Hu's situation was not unique on the battlefield. There were many fierce and brave Innate Martial Artists.

And among them, those who charged the fastest and killed the most enemies were specifically targeted by Zhong Cang.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

Blinding thunderbolts continued to fall, and with each thunderbolt that resounded through the sky and earth, a valiant and skilled warrior was struck dead by the thunder.

Two minutes later, the counterattack and momentum of the noble families and sects were crushed.

The valiant and fearless Martial Artists were all killed by Zhong Cang.

Those who survived didn't dare to act recklessly in the face of Zhong Cang's divine thunder.

In this way, the counterattack of the Martial Artists was extinguished.

...

The demonic cultivators were cunning and never intended to take the lead.

When the magnificent and violent thunderclouds appeared, many disciples of the demonic sects felt a sense of danger and unease. Naturally, they did not dare to show themselves.

However, if they didn't show themselves, the Martial Artists from the noble families and sects also refused to take action.

After both sides held back, a strange scene unfolded on the battlefield.

The outnumbered Black Mountain Army was actually beating down the army of Linyuan City.

And when Zhong Cang's voice resounded through the sky and earth accompanied by the sound of thunder, the army of Linyuan City began to show signs of collapse.

"Hmph (Boom)!"

"The demonic sects refine pills using human lives, completely devoid of conscience. The noble families extort and plunder, their evil deeds reaching their peak. I, Zhong Cang, desire to act as heaven's punishment and restore peace to the world. Are you all prepared to continue aiding the tyrant?"

"Furthermore, your general fears me and has already fled. Why haven't you surrendered yet?"

"Boom boom boom..."

The thunderous roar made Zhong Cang's voice carry a divine authority.

Such a voice made some soldiers instinctively look up at the sky and their surroundings.

Then, these low-ranking soldiers were horrified to find that there was an 'eye of the heavens' filled with lightning in the sky, staring at them, sending shivers down their spines.

What made them even more panicked was that they couldn't find their own general anywhere.

"The general really fled?"

"How is that possible..."

"Should we surrender?"

This scene immediately caused chaos among the army of Linyuan City. Even if they had more people, they could still be defeated if this continued.

Such a situation was not exaggerated.

In ancient warfare, because close combat was necessary, morale was extremely important in addition to numbers.

If morale was low, it was not uncommon for an army of 20,000 to defeat an army of 30,000, or for an army of 30,000 to defeat an army of 600,000.

...

"Surrender and you won't be killed!"

"Surrender and you won't be killed!"

"Surrender and you won't be killed!"

After Zhong Cang's voice, filled with divine authority, resounded, the soldiers of Linyuan City panicked. On the other hand, the Black Armor Army under Zhong Cang's command was like a shot of adrenaline, their morale soaring as they roared in unison.

Tens of thousands of people shouted in anger, even overpowering the booming thunder, causing the army of Linyuan City to become even more chaotic.

This scene made the noble families and the disciples of the demonic sects, who didn't dare to show themselves, panic.

Afraid that the army would collapse directly, someone immediately shouted in anger:

"Don't listen to his nonsense, we haven't fled..."

"Boom!"

As soon as the person's voice tried to stabilize the soldiers' morale, a blinding lightning bolt cut through the sky like a sword. The intense thunder followed.

"Sizzle..."

After a few breaths, when the trace of lightning slowly dissipated and the echoes of thunder faded away, the person who had spoken fell silent.

He had been forcefully killed by Zhong Cang.

This domineering scene silenced the other Martial Artists and cultivators who wanted to speak up to stabilize the soldiers' morale.

At the same time, the cultivators of the Cloud Firmament Sect looked up at Zhong Cang in the sky, their eyes filled with admiration.

"So powerful!"

"One person suppressing an entire city, Senior Brother is truly invincible!"

(End of this chapter)