Fantasy: Unparalleled Prince, Conquering the Heavens!
Chapter 49: Capturing Qin Wudao_1

Chapter 49: Chapter 49: Capturing Qin Wudao_1

No matter how one looked at it, having a strong supporter on their side was a good thing. Emperor Qin and the four others exchanged glances, their killing intent thickening. Without Duan Wanjiang, the threat of the Holy Fire Sect diminished greatly.

"Attack!"

The five roared in unison. The ’Five Primal Convergence Formation’ operated frenziedly. Five magnificent pillars of light shot towards the heavens, converging upon Emperor Qin. Saintly might suffused the air, and imperial might was like a vast ocean as he unleashed the power of a Semi-Saint.

Endless golden light enveloped everything. Golden dragons in flight tangled again with the seven patriarchs of the Holy Fire Sect.

"Villains!"

"Despicable and shameless Qin Dynasty!"

As the Holy Fire Sect patriarchs continued to curse, a hint of panic found its way into their eyes. They were not afraid of Emperor Qin and the four others, but they were wary of Zhao Yun. The addition of a Reaching the Holy Realm expert would change the course of the war.

With Duan Yonghui’s fall, the Holy Fire Sect was already at a disadvantage.

"Battle!"

The fighting in the Void attracted Zhao Yun’s attention. He pulled on his steed’s reins, causing it to neigh. Its hooves flew through the air, and its gallant galloping resounded across the sky, reminiscent of countless soldiers rushing into battle.

The bright silver spear in his hand shone brilliantly, its light akin to a raging flame. The spear’s aura filled the vast sky.

BOOM!

A white dragon took shape, its silver light penetrating the heavens. A massive spear shadow, thousands of feet long, appeared and pierced the sky, carrying an exceptionally sharp qi.

In an instant, one of the battling Holy Fire Sect patriarchs screamed as a spear wound opened on his forehead. His brains sprayed in all directions, and he died on the spot.

"Old Six!"

The other six Holy Fire Sect patriarchs stared as their brother, with whom they had spent ten thousand years, died before their very eyes. Their own eyes turned red, and they let out cries of grief and despair. However, upon closer examination, one could detect hints of fear laced within their pupils.

That’s right!

They were scared!

Zhao Yun’s strength was indeed terrifying; with just one move, he had killed a Reaching the Holy Realm Martial Artist.

「At the rear of the battlefield」

Duan Yonghui, who was recovering from his injuries, received the news of Duan Wanjiang’s fall. His gaze slackened, and he let out a furious roar like a madman. Ultimately, he collapsed to the ground, sobbing uncontrollably.

Tears flowed like rain, dampening his attire and turning into relentless hatred. He vowed to avenge his father!

"Your Highness the Saint Heir, the Pope has fallen, and the army is leaderless! Please, Saint Heir, assume the Pope’s authority and command the forces!" Yan Zhenan, drenched in blood, knelt on one knee and said. He had been fiercely loyal to Duan Wanjiang. After the latter’s death, he immediately rushed back to support Duan Yonghui as the new Pope.

"Report, the Sixth Patriarch has fallen!"

Just as Duan Yonghui was about to respond, a soldier ran over to report in a panic.

"What?"

Yan Zhenan was shocked. Standing up, he looked up at the sky and noticed that only six patriarchs were still fighting. His face turned pale. Could it be that even our Reaching the Holy Realm battlefield is no match for the Qin Empire?

With the Pope’s fall, the army’s morale had plummeted. Even if Duan Yonghui were to become the new Pope and boost morale, the army would still be doomed. Defeat was inevitable once the battle among the Reaching the Holy Realm experts ended.

What should he do? How could he prevent the situation from collapsing?

But the more anxious he became, the more his mind went blank. Trying to turn failure into victory single-handedly was impossible unless he himself was a Saint.

"Qin Wudao!" Duan Yonghui, standing nearby, gritted his teeth. His eyes turned crimson. The murderous aura leaking from him stained the Void, causing even Yan Zhenan’s heart to palpitate.

"Indeed, Qin Wudao..." Hearing this, Yan Zhenan’s eyes lit up as he struck upon a crucial point to change the situation. If they could capture Qin Wudao, they could threaten the Qin Empire and force a truce. They could even use this as a basis to wrestle control over the entire Qin Empire.

"Red Army, follow me into battle!" Yan Zhenan immediately gave the order, picked up his weapon, and prepared to rejoin the battle. After marching a few steps, he stopped, knelt on one knee and said, "Saint Heir, you wait here for my news. If I’m successful, everything will be alright. If I fail, you must retreat immediately and live on..."

The tone of his words carried a mix of sorrow and determination. It sounded strikingly like a last will.

Given that Qin Wudao was the Crown Prince, he would undoubtedly have powerful protectors with him. This mission was fraught with danger and unlikely to end well.

Despite that, he did not hesitate!

"Archbishop, go with peace of mind! If you fail, I will avenge you!" Duan Yonghui closed his eyes slightly and clenched his fists tightly. His sharp nails pierced his skin. Blood flowed continuously, splashing on the ground and blooming into numerous flowers of blood.

Yan Zhenan stood, no longer holding any apprehensions, and led the elites of the Red Army, charging back into the battlefield.

This time, they were not out to kill enemies, but to find Qin Wudao. They dashed through the battlefield like wild horses, searching for their target.

But how challenging would it be to find one person within a hundred-mile battlefield?

After an hour of searching, more than half of the Red Army was annihilated, with no sign of their target.

"Search, keep searching!" Yan Zhenan continued to command, casting a glance up at the sky. He stomped his right foot on the ground, launching himself into the air like a cannonball. His subordinates were shocked. After all, the Void was the battleground of Reaching the Holy Realm experts. Any other person flying up there could become a target or be pulled into the aftershocks, which was extremely dangerous.

However, the Reaching the Holy Realm battle was reaching a critical point. Emperor Qin and the others had no time to pay attention to Yan Zhenan, who, in their eyes, was nothing more than an ant.

Bearing the terrifying aftershocks, Yan Zhenan searched for Qin Wudao’s whereabouts in the Void. Heaven rewards the persistent. After a few minutes of searching, he finally saw a young man dressed in a python robe and bathed in blood.

"All generals, listen to my command, attack!" After landing, Yan Zhenan led his men, charging towards Qin Wudao. They forcefully carved a bloody path through the tens of thousands of soldiers.

「Several miles away」

Qin Wudao, leading Liu Yong and others, was tirelessly slaying the Holy Fire Sect soldiers. Dead bodies piled up around them, their mangled flesh and shattered bones forming a horrific scene. Their eyes, wide open in death, seemed to question the heavens.

"Your Highness, fighting alongside you is truly exhilarating!" Liu Yong exclaimed after killing an enemy. His weapon was drenched in fresh blood, and his hair, now fully dyed red, danced wildly in the wind. He looked like an insane demon.

Bathed in warm gore, a smirk flashed across Qin Wudao’s face. Evil Qi surged in the Void, and sword light wreathed him, making him resemble a demon king.

On the battlefield, one must become a devil, a demon in the hearts of one’s enemies.

"Order, capture the Qin Dynasty Crown Prince!"

The sound of approaching footsteps echoed as Yan Zhenan, leading the remaining Red Army elites, rushed over. Looking at the dense layers of dead bodies on the ground, his face twisted in anger, and he commanded furiously.

"Kill!!"

The thousand soldiers roared, a blood-red Evil Qi permeating the air. Like tigers descending from the mountain, they charged directly at Qin Wudao.

"Protect His Highness!" Liu Yong quickly ran in front of Qin Wudao. With each step he took on the blood-soaked ground, the rest of the soldiers followed suit, forming a wall of blood that stood firmly on the battlefield.

They could clearly see that these people’s target was Qin Wudao.

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