Chapter 389 - 273: Fighting God Soldiers
Tie Dan jumped down into the snow, thrusting the Demon Spine Sword into the snow, and first untied Tang Tong, loosening the bindings, checking his condition. Seeing his entire body was broken by the slingshot, he couldn’t even stand, his internal organs severely damaged, held alive by a single breath of True Qi. His limbs were frozen like ice chunks, so he wrapped Shen Jianjia’s beast skin around them both, using the Binding Immortal Rope to secure them to his back.
He drew the Snow Bone Sword from the snow and looked up to see the Immortal Soldiers, already dressed and equipped, shaking off their fatigue, each holding their swords and weapons. They formed a circle, advancing forward, with four pacing closer through the snow and four circling in the sky, closing in from above and below, encircling Tie Dan at the center.
The southern retreat was naturally heavily guarded, and here there was one general with eight soldiers. Though their realms varied slightly, and their cloaks might differ, their armor was clearly uniform.
Inside and out, there were three layers of Iron Armor, with chain mail underneath, linked ring to ring. The inner Fish Scale Armor and the Iron Armor covered the body. Over this, there was another layer of Bright Armor, with copper armor and steel nails. The helmet, face shield, shoulder cover, and arm guards were all forged from fine iron, adorned with the devouring fierce beasts.
If there was any distinction between the soldiers, it may lie in those Nascent Soul Immortal Soldiers, whose armor bore the marks of long battles. However, the Divine General wore no face shield; his white face like jade, and with a slight mustache without a beard. His armor was spotless, unblemished, further engraved with inscriptions and talismanic spells, the secret seals of the Immortal Palace, gleaming with a faint golden light. His demeanor was frivolous, resembling a pampered aristocrat, as if a title granted by ancestral favor.
Perhaps thinking little of Tie Dan, merely a Nascent Soul, the Immortal Palace God General did not deign himself to lead the charge, but instead flew directly to stand atop the stone tablet gate, hanging the slingshot on his shoulder, sword brows lowered and sweeping, wearing a half-smiling, careless expression.
Then he just lifted his arm, a finger flicked, and a great white flag rose from the Divine Court, rising steadily, at once erupting in divine light, shrouding the sky and land.
"Guardian of the Hall and the Pillar of the Court, slay the rebellious in battle with the Fighting God Soldiers, seal the heavens, close the earth, and the Immortal Palace is shut, evil spirits reveal their demon forms."
At this moment, the flow of Daoist energy in the world stopped.
Like a pond of dead water, frozen into bone-chilling ice.
All Escape Techniques, Daoist Skills, and Magic Skills, every Left Dao was sealed. All illusions found no foothold to take effect.
No need for questions, no need for words, those standing on the battlefield now, were neither person nor beast, but calamity transformed into human form.