"Poison Elder, what is the meaning of this?"
The one called Poison Elder also frowned slightly. He glanced at the person behind him and spoke directly, "We are all acting on the Saintess's orders. We ask for the elders' understanding."
Poison Elder did not doubt the Saintess's orders, as these elders were all people of the Gu King, and the Saintess and the Gu King had long been in a power struggle. They merely needed to follow orders.
Xiao Chizhan had no time to listen to their nonsense. He waved his hand, "Onward."
Poison Elder nodded and immediately flew up, engaging in combat with the elders.
All of them were masters from Southern Xinjiang. Seeing this, they no longer bothered with their Gu worms and resorted to brute force. In an instant, a large splash of water erupted into the air, accompanied by rain and mist.
Under the pouring rain, sword qi swept across the sky like a whirlwind.
Xiao Chizhan watched the strange corpse-driving figures charging towards them and looked at Blood Blade.
"You take your men and hold them off."
"Yes."
He then addressed a general by his side, "Start the ships and accelerate."
"Yes."
They brought a large contingent of men. Some were responsible for dealing with the elders, while Blood Blade led his men to intercept the corpse drivers. All the ships began to move inward.
Xuan Qing was entangled by the general, fighting fiercely in the air.
He immediately took out a signal flare and shot it into the sky. It exploded into fireworks.
A large contingent of hidden troops surged out, and the entire valley seemed to shake and collapse with a deafening roar.
Seeing this, Xiao Chizhan directly ordered the attack.
Artillery fire erupted from all directions, sounding like thunder.
As the two armies clashed, the leading warship cut through the canyon and proceeded directly inside without delay.
They suspected that something had happened.
Indeed, their guess was correct.
Xu Qing was once a renowned God of War in the Nine Provinces – the King of the Northern Army.
When Tantai Ye was not injured, he could still withstand their combined attack.
However, he had been severely injured earlier and could not hold on. Before long, he spat out blood and fell from the sky.
On the altar, Ye Luan was held tightly by Xie Beihan.
Seeing Mu Rou being lifted by Chi Yan, her eyes filled with panic, and she grabbed Xie Beihan's hand.
"Don't touch her."
"Give me a reason."
He lowered his gaze to look at her. Seeing her clothes wet and disheveled, he directly used his internal energy to dry them and personally held an umbrella for her.
"She's a woman who doesn't know martial arts. She isn't bothering you, so you don't need to kill her."
Xie Beihan raised an eyebrow. He glanced at Tantai Ye, who had fallen by the Forgetfulness River, and chuckled softly.
"I want to see how much pain one suffers after losing the person they love."
Ye Luan's eyes instantly turned red. She looked at the man before her in anger and shouted.
"Xie Beihan, you have no heart at all."
"My heart was lost long ago when I ascended the throne step by step." He smiled and lifted her chin. "If you sleep with me, I will spare that woman."
Ye Luan looked at him, coldly.
Hatred surfaced in her eyes.
Xie Beihan's heart tightened. He averted his gaze and spoke in explanation.
"Even if I don't kill her, she won't survive. She took an arrow for Tantai Ye. With no treatment for so long, her body can't hold on."
Lan Mu Rou indeed couldn't hold on. She had lost too much blood, and her face was ashen.
Chi Yan lifted her entirely.
The heavy rain lashed down on her. She struggled to open her eyes and looked at Tantai Ye, who had fallen on the ground. Endless pain surged into her heart.
"Tantai Ye, who would have thought that you would end up like this."
Chi Yan, holding Lan Mu Rou, squatted beside Tantai Ye. She looked at the blood-soaked man and sneered.
"After you ascended the throne, you repeatedly attacked my Mobei. I have long wanted to kill you. How ironic that the dignified Great Liang's Great General of Suppressing the West is about to die miserably in this holy land for a woman."
Tantai Ye had been jointly attacked by Xu Qing and Chi Yan and was at the end of his strength. He had no energy to pay attention to her.
Chi Yan sneered as she looked at him, then at Xu Qing, who was spitting blood from the beating. She placed her hand on Lan Mu Rou's neck.
"To be able to injure him despite being so severely wounded, I truly admire you."
Tantai Ye, covered in blood, saw Lan Mu Rou's small face turn blue from being choked. His eyes were fierce as he looked at Chi Yan, killing intent rising in his heart.
Chi Yan raised an eyebrow, increasing the pressure on her hand.
Tantai Ye suddenly grabbed her hand, and the knife in his hand sliced across Chi Yan's arm. She cried out in pain and released her grip.
Lan Mu Rou instantly collapsed weakly into Tantai Ye's arms.
Seeing this, Xu Qing immediately flew over to catch Chi Yan, then his body trembled, and he attacked Tantai Ye.
Tantai Ye, holding Lan Mu Rou, retreated backward.
He was already beyond recovery, severely injured.
However, Xu Qing's attacks were fierce. His eyes turned red. Disregarding his injuries, he returned a palm strike, meeting Xu Qing's attack.
The torrential rain poured down. Above the Forgetfulness River, a destructive force shot out, irresistible. Water splashed everywhere, and the surroundings trembled. Countless rocks and trees cracked.
Chi Yan saw Xu Qing being repelled and immediately flew forward, wanting to help. However, the shockwaves around them were too great. After advancing only a few feet, she felt a sharp pain in her chest and spat out blood.
At this moment, with a sudden roar, Lan Mu Rou's limp body was violently thrown outward. Her bones seemed to snap, and she vomited a mouthful of blood, which flowed uncontrollably.
Tantai Ye turned back, his eyes splitting wide.
He swung his hand, using all his strength to send Xu Qing flying, and then flew to catch the falling figure, holding her in his arms.
'Lan Mu Rou, don't sleep, don't sleep.'
Lan Mu Rou was already at death's door, unable to even speak.
She looked up at the blood-covered man, her eyes terribly red.
"Tantai Ye."
She was calling his name, her gentle eyes filled with tears as she looked at him.
Tantai Ye held her tightly, his body covered in blood making him look terrifying, like a vengeful spirit.
Especially his blood-red eyes, which were even more desolate.
"Don't sleep, I'll take you home."
Lan Mu Rou's entire body was in excruciating pain, as if her internal organs had shifted. Blood kept gushing from her mouth.
Her eyes remained fixed on him, her lips moving, but nothing could be heard.
Tantai Ye's heart ached. He was severely injured and had lost so much blood that his body could no longer support him, and he began to fall.
He desperately held her, protecting her in his arms, staring intently at her weak, pale face. Her left eye was hollow and lifeless, and blood tears streamed from her right eye.
Crimson tears dripped onto her eyes, warm.
Her eyes were full of tears, and her trembling hand reached out to touch his face.
The young general, buried deep in her heart, who had been as bright as the stars, should not have died so tragically.
"Live—"
Before she could finish speaking, a fierce killing intent struck from behind. Tantai Ye turned sideways, protecting her tightly in his arms, blocking the palm strike, and falling straight down with her.
In the moment of falling, he faintly heard her voice.
"Tantai Ye, when the snow at the border reaches Southern Xinjiang, I will forgive you."
In the pouring rain, he in his military uniform and she in her red wedding dress, both met their demise and fell into the Forgetfulness River.