Chapter 103: Cause and Effect Without Question
”If Your Highness wants to seek a way to break the situation, I have no way to do so.”
The Third Prince froze.
He knew that if there was still one person in this entire Da Qi who had the ability to help himself, it was none other than Xu Yang in front of him.
”Although I’m not sure who is the one who laid out the layout, but this is simply a deadly move, Your Highness the Third Prince is in the middle of the game, how can you break it?”
In just a few words, Xu Yang woke up the confused Third Prince.
”Your Excellency means to tell me to escape from this bureau?
But as a prince, I can’t disobey the king’s order, how can I escape?”
Xu Yang laughed softly, “The battle is definitely to be fought, and a triumphant victory will even become a heavy mark on your highness’ merit book.
You should know that a prince with military achievements will undoubtedly be the candidate who will win the hearts of the army the most.
In my opinion, a qualified heir should be able to shake the military’s heart, control capable officials, and protect the people.
Therefore this battle, in the imperial court or a dead end, in Daxia, on the contrary, it is a favorable weapon for Your Highness to add to the Dragon Cauldron.”
The Third Prince heard this and laughed up in the air, “Wonderful, truly wonderful!
Your Excellency woke up the dreamer with a word, it’s me who has a narrow pattern …… “Xu Yang shook his head: “As far as I know, the third prince has a humble birth, his birth mother was not favored in the palace, and the empress’s own son, the fifth prince, and the eighth prince born in October of a highly favored noble consort are not comparable to what you’ve gone through. More, pay more, every step is like walking on thin ice to come to today.
Some times, the obsession is too deep, itself will become a shackle, learn to put down, will have a greater harvest.”
These words were the first time the Third Prince had heard them in all these years of his life, but they were like an enlightenment that completely changed his mind.
”In that case, I will win this battle first!”
Xu Yang nodded with a smile, “The cultivation forces of the Northern Realm are too deep to be underestimated, I wonder when Your Highness intends to send troops?”
”Within seven days, 300,000 troops will leave the Northern Wasteland!”
”Good then!
I will be within seven days, all the major cultivation sects in the Northern Wasteland, to pave the way for His Highness, as if to return the favor, as for the follow-up of how you choose, it depends on whether you have the life of an emperor, Xu Mou is not at liberty to intervene.”
Without much ado, the Third Prince turned around and looked deeply at Xu Yang, bowing respectfully to him!
”Your Excellency’s great favor will never be forgotten!”
Whoosh ……
In a flash of light and shadow, Xu Yang’s person had already disappeared in front of the Third Prince.
However, he did not return to the Sky Lan Sect at the first opportunity on this trip, but instead traveled straight to the Northern Wasteland’s 10,000 miles of rivers and mountains.
North Wasteland large and small clans more than hundreds of forces, two thirds of which maintain a neutral stance, one third close to the barbarian royal family, but also bound to participate in the battle against the Great Summer Imperial Dynasty army.
These thirty-odd cultivation clans were the core targets that Xu Yang would obliterate.
Starry Night ……
On top of the main peak of the Lonely Moon Hall, the third largest clan in the Northern Wasteland.
The white-clothed figure under the moon stood in the air, like an exiled immortal in the breeze, looking out over the mountain with a calm face.
”After ten breaths, the Lonely Moon Hall lineage, falls.”
A vast and unrivaled long sound swept down, on the top of the main peak of the hall, hundreds of cultivation powerhouses above the Jindan realm, and countless congregations appeared on the top of the mountain, looking out at the lone figure amongst the stars and moon.
”Who is this person who has come, how dare he speak so arrogantly!”
”Cloud Viewing Sword.”
Xu Yang covered his face with the power of the nebula, and the mundane could not see his face at all, but could only feel the aura of a monarch standing proudly at the top of the nebula emanating from him.
Hiding his identity was also to not bring any pressure to the Third Prince, not to mention not wanting to make the Sky Lan Sect take the blame for anything because of his actions.
At this moment, Xu Yang was merely a swordsman, executing the sword with his heart, without questioning cause and effect.
”Cloud Viewing Sword?
How come I haven’t heard of this person?
Who the hell is he?”
”Hmph, to dare to be so arrogant as to slaughter my clan with the power of one person, ridiculous!”
All sorts of words swept out from the main peak.
However the countdown of ten breaths in Xu Yang’s heart never stopped its rhythm.
Clang!
! When he once again opened his bright moonlight eyes, a sword chant swept out from under the moon.
Countless sword blades chopped down in the air, flashing up without warning along with Xu Yang’s mind.
Countless sword blades measured in zhang were created out of nothing and flew towards the main peak of the Lonely Moon Hall.
”Not good, quickly dodge away!
!”
Lonely Moon Hall Master Situ Lonely Moon made the first feedback and called out to his men to dodge.
However, in the face of such a sharp sword formation pouring down, the vast majority of them still lost the instinct to resist.
Rumble!
! Terrifying sword chirps continued to erupt, and each sword light smashing down meant a violent storm of sword blades spreading out, and wherever it passed, it was the killing rhythm of slaughtering and falling lives.
”No!
!”
”M’s, who the hell is this guy, it’s simply not something we can fight against!”
”Where is Your Excellency from?
Why are you trying to kill our Lonely Moon Hall!”
……
There was no response.
Under the moon, there was only that exiled immortal-like existence that held the wind and moon and drew thousands of sword awnings, wielding the power of the Heaven’s Way wantonly, sanctioning these pathetic ants.
The Way of Heaven, killing to stop killing!
! Today’s killing would be exchanged for an even more enjoyable battle in the sand seven days later.
Xu Yang was using his own way to pave a bloody path to the Northern Realm for the Grand Xia Dynasty.
This was the price he had paid in exchange for the eternity of the Tian Lan Sect, one promise and ten thousand withered bones!
Rumble!
! In a final movement, Xu Yang’s two fingers were in the air, and a brilliant turquoise-blue huge sword blade blasted out between the moon wheels.
One sword out, the lone moon becomes dead ……
The top of that towering peak, was cut raw and collapsed down, and the entire Lonely Moon Hall lineage was turned into a tomb right after this night.
This night, the wind is cool, is the air is filled with an indescribable silence.
Xu Yang stepped into the air and left, but also belonged to the Guanyun’s name spread throughout the Northern Wasteland Battlefield overnight.
Immediately following the subsequent six nights, more than thirty sect inheritances, without exception, all failed to escape the fate of being sanctioned.
Everyone was circulating a name – the Sword Saint of Guanyun!
A man who always danced with his sword under the moon, a man who represented the nightmare of the entire Northern Wasteland cultivation world!
! ……
Seven days later, when the Third Prince, who had 300,000 troops assembled behind his golden battle armor, received the paperwork of the Northern Wasteland Cultivation World’s various veins tipping over, he finally revealed that smile of relief.
”Your Excellency, you have finally honored your promise!
If I inherit the Grand Xia in the coming years, even if I am torn to pieces, I will still shelter the Tian Lan Sect for the ages!
!”
”Go on a journey!
!”
Long ……
The sound of horns rose to the sky, and the dusk daylight made the 300,000 golden armor shine!
At this moment, the Third Prince’s heart was filled with high wariness, and likewise, Xu Yang’s name was forever engraved in his heart ……
”What did you say?”
……
The top of Sword Yin Mountain in the distant Northern Wasteland.
The headquarters of the Heavenly Sword Holy Land, one of the top ten holy lands on the continent.
The face of Sword Madness Poetryless, the head of the Elder’s Seat in charge of the Palm, was suddenly icy cold to the extreme.