Chapter 778 (The Arrival of the Great Army)
Just as Feng Yun cursed himself for not bringing a band, a resounding caw suddenly echoed, its volume surpassing even the sound of the drums!
Ye Hua stood up with a smile, "Warship!"
Quite interesting! It's been a while since he's seen these things. They really bring back memories.
Beside him, Mu Ran also tightened her face and looked towards the clouds above. The people from the Supreme Spirit Sect had arrived!
Feng Yun looked up, his gaze fixed on the dim sky, his brows slightly furrowed. It seemed to be the sound of a warship!
"General! These should be people from the Supreme Spirit Sect." Ding Wenfu reminded in a hushed tone.
Feng Yun hadn't really considered that the Supreme Spirit Sect might also want a share of the pie. He was still somewhat "weak" at the moment, and he couldn't let the Supreme Spirit Sect find out too much.
But for Xia Yu, the more people, the better. It would be even more secure that way.
Suddenly, ten massive warships surged down from the clouds, as if breaking through the layers of clouds, accompanied by a hint of mist.
This scene was quite spectacular, and the grandeur was immense!
The ten warships were lined up neatly, resembling a gigantic sky turtle shell. Banners of the Supreme Spirit Sect fluttered from their masts, and the decks seemed to be filled with many people – densely packed.
Initially, these people were excited, but as they looked, their expressions turned to shock.
From the air, they could have a comprehensive view of the entire Voidless Empire.
First impression!
Majestic!
Second impression!
Grand!
Third impression!
Vast!
Was this the Voidless Empire? Was this still an empire? It was even more magnificent than their own Supreme Spirit Sect. Look at those resplendent cities, the towering palace – there was no doubt that they were displaying their magnificence.
Especially that city wall, so tall... People standing beneath it were like ants.
The leaders, Ma Zhi and Fang Meiying, were both a bit shocked. Hearing about it from Yun Ting was one thing, but seeing it was another.
They even thought Yun Ting had exaggerated a bit, but now, it was clear that she hadn't, or maybe she'd undermined a bit, not wanting to decrease the Supreme Spirit Sect's aura.
"Senior Fang, the Voidless Empire is truly extraordinary." Ma Zhi stroked his beard and spoke faintly, his gaze fixed on the man wearing an imperial robe on the city wall.
Fang Meiying nodded in agreement, "Elder Ma, let's still be cautious; Mu Ran is currently in their hands."
"True, but the Divine Steppes is here too, which is a good thing." Ma Zhi smirked, regarding those people as cannon fodder.
Fang Meiying understood what Ma Zhi meant and tacitly accepted it. If there were traps, it would be the ordinary people who died, not their sect's disciples.
"Let's descend!" Fang Meiying said calmly, choosing not to enter from above, as she had a bad feeling.
If they attacked from the air, the people were too densely packed. If they destroyed the ten warships, it would be over.
Ye Hua watched as the warship descended slowly. A mass of people poured down from the barges, twice as many as the Divine Steppes had brought. Viewing from the top of the city wall, it was indeed quite a spectacle.
"Do you recognize these people?" Ye Hua curiously asked.
Mu Ran nodded, "I recognize them all."
"Introduce them to this Emperor."
Mu Ran took a deep breath, "The general from the Divine Steppes is the Fourth Prince, Feng Yun."
"Feng Yun; how is this person?"
"Feng Yun is the most outstanding among the princes, and the Emperor also intends to give him the crown prince's position." Mu Ran respectfully said.
"This Emperor understands. Feng Yun is here to take back the city and become the crown prince. It's a good idea, but it lacks some forethought." Ye Hua leaned lightly against the city wall, his expression playful as he watched.
Mu Ran remained silent. This Emperor is quite clever; he guessed it so quickly.
"And the people from the Supreme Spirit Sect?"
Mu Ran's voice turned solemn as she spoke, "From the Supreme Spirit Sect, my master, Fang Meiying, and Elder Ma Zhi have come."
"Your master has come, so you better advise her well. Otherwise, your master might fall here today. I'm not joking with you." Ye Hua said calmly, gazing down at the nearby large army. With thirty thousand people arrayed there, the scene was indeed grand.
However, having a large number of people was useless. 'With a snap of my fingers, I could resolve them all. But that would be too simple for you all. Without the fluctuations in your mental state, how could despair and fear be demonstrated?'
Upon hearing Ye Hua's words, Mu Ran was somewhat dissatisfied and muttered softly, "My master is a First-Rank Emperor, and Elder Ma Zhi is also at the peak of the King level, just a step away from an Emperor." [Fighter, Warrior, Master, Grandmaster, King, Emperor, Order, God, Venerable, and Heavenly Venerable]
"Alright, no need to explain. All these ranks are the same in this Emperor's eyes – all just small fry." Ye Hua said nonchalantly. Mu Ran pursed her lips; this Emperor was the best at boasting she had ever seen.
On the other side, Feng Yun had dismounted and approached the Supreme Spirit Sect's army humbly.
"I am Feng Yun, the Fourth Prince of the Divine Steppes. I greet the two esteemed seniors." Feng Yun spoke and even cupped his hands in a courteous gesture. He appeared very low-key, not displaying any arrogance befitting a prince.
However, in his heart, he secretly swore that sooner or later, he would make them pay back for this!
'I, Feng Yun, am a transmigrator with a system. Heaven has destined me to become famous across the entire Cangluo Continent. Right now, I'm just being a bit sneaky; I'll grow into it.'
Ma Zhi glanced at Feng Yun and then ignored him.
Fang Meiying nodded at Feng Yun, "The Divine Steppes is really thoughtful."
"It's… it's the least we can do." Feng Yun replied with a lowered head, seething with frustration internally.
Then, Feng Yun felt awkward. The other party seemed to have stopped talking, and he had been bowing his head this whole time, looking like a joke.
Moreover, he was doing this in front of thirty thousand soldiers; he was truly losing face.
"Elder Ma, could there be a trap?" As a woman, Fang Meiying was still quite cautious.
Ma Zhi wasn't impulsive either. He said to Feng Yun, "Go send a message."
Feng Yun didn't dare to say much and simply obeyed the order. In his heart, he wanted nothing more than to get rid of these two guys.
Back in his own camp, Feng Yun called Xia Yu over.
"General, what's the matter?" Xia Yu respectfully inquired.
"Nothing major, I just want you to deliver a message." Feng Yun said casually, his expression not so good.
"Ah!" Xia Yu exclaimed. Wasn't this a big deal? This was essentially sending himself to his death.
Feng Yun's gaze turned cold. "What? You want to disobey military orders?"
"I wouldn't dare…" Xia Yu hurriedly lowered his head and replied. Disobeying military orders meant death, while delivering a message might not lead to death.
The Fourth Prince was using this as a means to kill with a borrowed knife! Quite vicious.
Xia Yu didn't have any other options and asked, "Fourth Prince, what should I say in the message?"
"Just tell them to hand over Mu Ran."
"Understood."
Riding his horse, Xia Yu looked at the city wall before him. He had a strange premonition that he was about to die. And that feathered arrow – even if it said death to those who crossed it, who knew if it was true...
Sighing softly, Xia Yu spurred his horse and began walking toward the city wall. He soon crossed that feathered arrow.
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