Red Heart Patrols the Sky

Chapter 2152: 222: Moonlight Like Water over Minxi (Part 2)

Capítulo 2152: Chapter 222: Moonlight Like Water over Minxi (Part 2)But able to stand out among the siblings, able to achieve God Arrives early, able to guard Long Luo for a long time… He surely wasn’t entirely without edge.

Yisheng Feng spoke: “I have already severed Jiang Wang’s perception of danger.”

He possesses the Divine Skill of Spontaneous, and when there is danger, there will be a reaction. It is with this Divine Skill that he can freely wield his sword, coming and going under the unrestricted hunting order covering the Southern Territory from the Huai Nation Government House.

He has developed this skill to the utmost of this realm, even to the extent of suppressing others’ perception of danger—be it any living creature, all have an instinctive vigilance towards danger. The higher the realm, the stronger the vigilance. This instinctive warning is quite crucial in battle.

Often, “the autumn wind has not moved, but the cicada awakes,” one can react before danger strikes.

And Yisheng Feng can erase this vigilance, strike with one sword, and the opponent feels no danger. Often in battle, he kills his opponents, and they do not know how they died.

While saying this, his sword-like eyebrows slightly sank, because the Divine Power Seed hanging from the Inner Mansion dome surged once again, alerting him to danger—since stepping onto the Qi Xia battlefield, this danger warning has never ceased.

Even when sharpening swords at Yu Yuan, the danger wasn’t as dense as here… After all, on the entire Qi Xia battlefield, just on the surface, there are four True Monarchs. These four True Monarchs confront each other, casting the momentum over thousands of miles, capable of unleashing devastating danger at any moment.

Both sides have invested millions of troops, melee across the vast territory of Summer Country. The army, military equipment, formation… the dangers that could kill him are countless.

The reactions from Spontaneous are inevitably frequent.

According to his usual rules of behavior, it used to be that a stir in his heart meant a swift retreat. Throughout years of cultivation, from various fierce lands of the present world to many Minor Worlds beyond the heavens and numerous dangerous Secret Realms, relying on the Spontaneous skill, he has avoided countless dangers.

But this time, he could only smooth his brows, adjusting once again his combat posture.

This Qi Xia battlefield could very well be the last chance to kill Jiang Wang…

The progress in his cultivation is truly terrifying. The Yellow River Gathering was only the Inner Court, now he’s already perfected the Outer Building’s four realms, the Tao Path in hand. If this opportunity is missed, God Descending may be the only chance to meet again.

Missing this chance, can he achieve with no regrets, can Jiang Wang? He does not know, nor can he bet, nor is he willing to wait any longer.

Once Jiang Wang climbs to a higher position within Qi Country’s system, borrowing Qi Country’s rich resources advancing rapidly day by day, how can he chase after? Furthermore, who knows when he might lead the army to South Dou — if he were in that situation, he certainly would.

His five fingers slowly loosened, then closed one by one.

Thus, with all miscellaneous thoughts now ended, from this moment, focused only on one sword.

There was no reaction from Touch Clan to Yisheng Feng’s words.

Jiang Wang harbors a certain ability to foresee danger, a piece of information obtained by Tai Yin in the Mountain and Sea Realm.

Thinking of Tai Yin, he suddenly felt something, couldn’t help but glance towards the direction of the mountain — being underground, naturally, he couldn’t see anything.

“What is it?” Zhou Xiong asked with some concern.

The Zhou clan and Touch clan have been on good terms for generations, he shared some incense ties with Touch Clan’s father.

“Nothing,” Touch Clan shook his head, took out the Command Flag, held it in hand: “I think this is the most critical moment of my life.”

He rubbed the Command Flag, added: “The last time I had this feeling was at Guanhe Platform.”

“At Guanhe Platform, you already achieved the best result you could. We are very proud of you.” Zhou Xiong said with a reassuring tone: “Today should be no exception.”

Touch Clan said nothing more, merely tightened his grip once again.

Won’t be an exception, he thought.

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The army, like a long dragon, crossed the Xi River ferry, winding along.

Though the flags were slightly numerous, the military appearance was orderly. Not to mention it being a hundred battles veterans, it naturally possessed a quality forged in blood and fire.

At this moment, the thirty thousand troops led by Zhongxuan Sheng were complex in composition.

Including the Victory Camp, New Glory Camp, Zhenwu Camp, and the allied forces of various nations in the Eastern Region.

Among them, the Victory Camp is comprised of elite warriors selected from various divisions, filling their ranks, fully staffed at three thousand men. The soldiers were drawn equally from both Qi and Summer Countries, assessed solely by their own quality, all part of the same united army.

Within the army under Zhongxuan Sheng’s command, it’s considered the core unit, and the others are aspirants eager to join — within a very short period, Zhongxuan Sheng expanded the upward mobility of his soldiers, earning their recognition. Of course, this relied not just on generous rewards, but also his capability in institutional construction, and understanding of people’s hearts.

The New Glory Camp is still led by Xue Rushi, Zhongxuan Sheng opened the power to accept surrenders to him. Following Zhongxuan Sheng to seize cities and strongholds, after a series of victories, he expanded the five thousand-strong New Glory Camp to eight thousand.

The main force of Zhenwu Camp consists of surrendered troops from Shou’an, “hometown people” of General Zhongxuan Sheng, later replaced some, supplemented with troops surrendered from other cities, now also eight thousand strong.

These two camps could easily absorb more soldiers, but expanding to just eight thousand is precisely Zhongxuan Sheng’s restraint.

He wants a force as responsive as an arm to a command, having reached a point where he can choose quality over quantity.

Additionally, there are fourteen thousand troops from the allied forces of various nations in the Eastern Region. Approximately half of them were gathered by Zhongxuan Sheng from various scattered units on the battlefield, while temporarily drafting some allied forces to move against Noon Sun.

Thus, assembled a force of over thirty thousand troops, and under the unified command of this corpulent leader, arranged in a marching formation with mutual coordination from front to back.

The entire army’s momentum surged like a rainbow, completely unlike a newly formed force.

Successive victories have fostered a “momentum” within this army.

The urgently deployed Yi Kingdom God Descending Realm General Yan Po, at this moment, lurked within the army, even Jiang Wang did not know which unit he hid in.

Jiang Wang himself rode a Wind-Stepping Demon Horse, disguised as “Flag Holder”, wielding a Red Mirror, inspecting among the front army ranks.

The Red Mirror originally could scrutinize details within fifty-mile radius, but on the battlefield, its range only covers ten miles—exceeding this range is often considered long-distance communication.

This effect is quite awkward, as when the army forms a Battle Formation, erupts, and Soldier Slayer takes action, it can pounce instantly.

Frankly, it doesn’t even match the Eye of Qian Yang for distant views.

Of course, Jiang Wang does not dare to fly so high in the battlefield environment… Isn’t that openly presenting himself as a live target? Any random round of army formation Dao Technique would obliterate him.

Even when using the Red Mirror for reconnaissance, he avoids leaving the army alone. To prevent being suddenly surrounded and killed, regretting too late.

The Red Mirror’s insight into environmental details within ten miles, combined with scouts already spread out beyond ten miles away, forms a complete alert system—naturally, only Zhongxuan Pang’s clever mind could utilize Duke Jiang so efficiently.

Once news of trouble in Noon Sun City arrived, Zhongxuan Sheng predicted that Xia Army would undoubtedly have further tactics.

He could’ve dodged and advanced steadily.

But the impact of Bao Bozhao’s defeat must be erased quickly. Noon Sun City’s Summer Country flag must be uprooted immediately… This concerns the swift settlement of Hui Ming Fu, the overall eastern line strategy, as well as his military glory competition with Zhongxuan Zun.

He must hasten to chase time!

Therefore, he headed to Tiger Mountain, proactively contacted Xie Baoshu, both sides drew armies, forming a pincer, while discreetly inviting Ouyang Yong, Yan Po to accompany the army.

With both armies possessing the capability to traverse Hui Ming Fu leisurely, if encountered a raid, Xia Army would surely crash onto a steel wall. If the journey to Noon Sun is uneventful, two armies at Ci Lai Dao would directly march through Noon Sun City, achieving without issue.

As Yan Po described, “when orthodox and unorthodox elements converge, at the time of troop dispatch, they’ve already established an unbeatable position.”

Scattered scouts reported no abnormalities, the Red Mirror’s coverage was calm.

The black and white Divine Power Seed hanging under the Inner Mansion dome was silent.

The Divine Power Seed leading opponents into the Astray Path occasionally senses small errors within oneself, but it doesn’t always activate. Jiang Wang never relies solely on Astray Path alerts to counteract crises.

Not to mention the randomness of Astray Path warnings; even if it could warn of dangers under any circumstances, Jiang Wang will not abandon his own vigilance outside the scope of Divine Skill effects.

Being proficient in swimming leads to drowning, using Astray Path from Zhuang Chenggan, that’s how he died on Astray Path, a deep impression.

So the Red Mirror probes, the Eye of Qian Yang observes, while ears collect information about sounds.

The Wind-Stepping Demon Horse tread lightly.

Moonlight flowed along Jiang Wang’s upright spine.

This night over Min Xi Corridor turned surprisingly gentle.