Chapter 173 Run?

The Xuanhei Turbid World Flag unfurled, blotting out the sky and sun, collecting the stars, reversing even the cardinal directions. From the outside, everything was a hazy gray, but even that perception was just an illusion.

Before an extremely concealed teleportation array.

A woman of voluptuous beauty, holding a jade *ruyi* scepter, gazed at the darkened world with satisfaction. She inhaled deeply, stretching her body. A crack appeared on her forehead, transforming into a pure black vertical eye, radiating turbid, evil energy.

"How wonderfully comfortable."

She waited with a smile.

Beside her were remnants of gods, demons, and monsters tainted by turbid energy.

They were waiting for the final moment to arrive, when they would return with the honor of killing one of the Ten Peaks, Yu Xu Yuanshi, and that man's head. Although he was one of the Ten Peaks, he walked the path of *[Cause and Effect]*, and his Dao Body and Dharma Body had not yet coalesced.

Such a Peak was still powerful, but not yet invincible.

She swallowed a pill to suppress the heavenly secrets.

In areas where he was weak, such as close combat in confined spaces.

"Just a little longer, and it will be over."

"Then I can take this Xuanhei Turbid World Flag back in perfect condition."

That was a peerless divine weapon ranked ninth on the Turbid World Divine Weapon Chart.

Innate creation, pure and turbid spiritual treasure.

Among the many divine weapons, it was the best at concealment.

Only this "No. 1 in Concealment," capable of blotting out the sky and sun and seizing stars and moons, could suppress *[Cause and Effect]*, known as "No. 1 in Unpredictability," to some extent.

If it weren't to eliminate this *[Cause and Effect]* who had just stepped into the realm of the Ten Peaks, had not yet condensed his Dao Body, and had not yet matured, such a treasure would never have been given to them. If it were damaged in any way, it would be troublesome.

The plump woman thought, feeling somewhat worried.

Within the seal behind her.

Because it was to conceal the heavenly secrets from being detected by *Cause and Effect*, those 'cannon fodder' were sealed inside. They would be released later during the chaos to cover their tracks. At this moment, in this so-called cannon fodder area.

Huo Qubing silently drew his Han sword.

The seal on his body seemed to have loosened due to his own courage and fiery spirit.

The old man, *Shu Di*, twitched his eyebrows, his face blank. "Damn? This young man..."

"Damn?!"

"How did you break free from the seal?!"

Huo Qubing raised his right hand. On his wrist was a jade bracelet given to him by Su Yu'er. The flowing light on it had gradually faded, and finally dimmed. *Shu Di* was bewildered: "This bracelet is woven from the hair of a nine-tailed fox?"

His expression was strange.

"Nine-tailed fox, eating it prevents possession."

"This 'eating' means 'feeding,' as in raising. Kid, are you raising a nine-tailed fox?!"

Huo Qubing was confused, thinking back to how he had no income and was forced to train three times a day by that smiling Marquis Wu, leaving him completely broke. Instead, he would often go to the girl to freeload. After pondering for a long time, he said, "Strictly speaking, she's raising me."

He added, "Strictly speaking."

*Shu Di* was stunned, then said, "Living off her?"

Huo Qubing said solemnly, "What 'living off her'?!"

"A true man stands tall and sits straight. Since you've done such a thing, you must admit it."

"Besides, besides steamed buns and fried dough sticks, that meat is quite tough."

"From a materialistic point of view, I'm just having her pay when we eat together. I invite, she pays."

The tall, thin *Shu Di* trembled, his face shaking. "Hard rice-eating?" "Damn, this young man?"

"Damn!"

He blurted out, "No wonder Yuan brought you out! Museum Director Wei?"

The young man with a heroic face loosened his wrist while opening the seals of the rest of his subordinates, and answered, "Director Wei, you can't say he's living off her."

"Oh?"

Huo Qubing said matter-of-factly, "It's just that he's completely broke."

*Shu Di* watched Huo Qubing slowly undoing these seals, but the bracelet woven from the nine-tailed fox's sideburn hair gradually lost its original luster, becoming dull. Finally, when these seals were undone, the power of the nine-tailed fox had dissipated without a trace.

One thing counters another.

To use these elites from the North Sea as cannon fodder to disrupt the situation later.

These seals were all of the bewitchment type.

One by one, the seals were opened, but those elites from the North Sea still acted as if they were merely sealed, without roaring, without stirring their own energy. They silently rose, each holding a weapon, standing dead silent behind the young man.

Silent, yet their pressure was extremely heavy.

The air was filled with a silent killing intent. Old Man *Shu Di*'s eyebrows twitched wildly.

Then he was overjoyed, putting his arm around the young man's shoulder in a very friendly manner, lowering his voice, and said, "Not bad, not bad, good kid, much more capable than I thought. Come, come, add *[Transformation]* to us, and we'll sneak out later without making a sound."

But he didn't expect Huo Qubing to look at the old man in surprise.

For some reason, *Shu Di* suddenly felt a strange sense of unease in his heart.

It was like that restless disciple of Old Buzhou, the fox cub, was looking at him, blinking his eyes innocently.

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"Run away?"

Huo Qubing asked doubtfully, "But aren't we already in the enemy's rear?"

*Shu Di*'s face froze: "!"

Huo Qubing grinned, drawing his sword.

Behind him, eight hundred North Sea elites silently stepped forward half a step.

Their energy was like a dragon.

*Shu Di*'s mouth twitched. He saw Huo Qubing holding the Han sword, and the eight hundred elites behind him were all North Sea divine beings, their energy surging. Then, in an instant, it converged into one. The young man's eyebrows were clear and bright, but he suddenly grinned, imitating the Museum Director's forward kick.

Boom!

The formation was instantly broken.

The plump woman was startled and immediately cast a spell. Turbid energy surged, transforming into azure dragons and fierce tigers, covering the surrounding area. She gathered the power that could originally cover hundreds of miles, but it was torn apart and broken through by a fierce killing intent.

A red flame-like light rose.

Huo Qubing's Han sword directly pierced through the woman from behind! Holding the sword with both hands, he spun and slashed horizontally!

He directly cut the turbid demon god's body in half. The young man's face was indifferent. His left hand pressed down on her head and slammed it hard into the ground. The eight-sided Han sword in his right hand stabbed down fiercely, directly nailing her to the earth, showing no mercy or pity for her beauty.

A dead silence.

They never expected that the trash they had previously treated as cannon fodder would actually explode from behind. How dare they?!

Even if they escaped, they didn't run away?!

They dared to fight back?!

The woman immediately turned into a cloud of turbid energy and quickly moved away. Huo Qubing spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva and sneered, "As expected, you weren't flesh and blood. If I hadn't been directly covered by your flag, unable to distinguish east, west, north, and south, how could this young master have eaten so much swill for so long?!"

Compared to the Museum's food, it was worse than swill! Where's the happy water?!

There wasn't even any happy water! Whoosh!

The formation behind him was completely torn apart.

The energy of the turbid teleportation array soared into the sky. If it weren't for the Xuanhei Turbid World Flag's concealment, it would have been extremely conspicuous. The plump woman saw that her plan had been directly exposed, her face twisted, and the pure black vertical pupil in the center of her forehead became even more evil, seeming to be able to stir people's hearts.

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There were many Clear World beings and lackeys of the turbid energy around.

Their numbers were definitely not small.

As well as the remaining enemies who were not good at direct close combat.

*Shu Di*'s scalp went numb. In the blink of an eye, the scene had turned into a battle between opposing sides. With a mournful face, he clapped his hands together and said, "Transformation!!!"

The military formation's killing intent instantly materialized.

Without refining the illusion to return to reality, the transformation came from the young man's deepest memories.

Huo Qubing turned his head and saw tall dragon horses wearing fierce red battle robes and covered in black armor—the armor of the Han Dynasty, with leather armor inside and cotton cloth for insulation. This layer was similar to but weaker than Western cotton armor, but the outside was refined iron black armor.

A tall dragon horse briefly condensed from killing intent appeared. Its whole body was equipped with divine-level gear.

Huo Qubing turned back, mounted the horse, and the eight hundred divine-level North Sea elites empowered by *[Transformation]* connected their energy. A vast crimson dragon emerged, roaring. The young man tied the final Han military flag to the spear, just like in the old days.

Run?!

Run my ass!

"Great General of the Han Dynasty, under the command of Grand Marshal Wei Qing!"

"General of the Swift Cavalry, Huo Qubing!"

Huo Qubing's eyes widened, and he shouted this name with all his strength, with all his courage and memories.

Then he led his troops directly and fiercely toward the front.

The Water God Gonggong glanced at the intertwined energies and was surprised. After pondering for a moment, he withdrew his right hand, did not act, and did not make a preemptive move. Old Buzhou stroked his beard in confusion and said, "Strange, why do I seem to hear *Shu*'s scream?"

"It shouldn't be, it shouldn't be..."

"Should I go over and take a look?"

"To mock him properly!"

Old Buzhou was immediately tempted, but he looked at Nüwa beside him.

Thinking of that calamity back then, the fun-loving person lost the heart to watch the fun.

"Ahhh, I'm going to die, I'm going to die, I'm going to die!"

"Damn, damn, damn!" "Old Buzhou, save me!"

Old Man *Shu Di* and Huo Qubing rode the same horse.

They desperately broke through the space pulled apart by the turbid energy. Every elite behind them was a carefully selected elite from the North Sea divine domain, powerful and terrifying, all reaching or approaching the level of a god, their essence, energy, and spirit connected.

The military formation was majestic, transforming into a huge crimson dragon roaring. Its scales and armor were real and tangible.

Suddenly, the world became a chaotic blur, seeming to be completely enveloped in the plump woman's vertical eye. The four directions were filled with turbid, evil energy. Huo Qubing roared, "Defend!"

The eight hundred elites roared in unison, "Defend!"

Old *Shu Di* was jostled so much that he almost threw up his overnight meal, but he clapped his hands again.

Transformation!!!

The giant dragon war soul transformed, based on the bloodline of one of the elites, into a North Sea Black Tortoise, directly resisting this terrifying offensive, fixing *Cause and Effect* in place. Huo Qubing connected his energy, and the Han sword in his hand had been replaced with a horse-mounted lance, and said, "Attack!"

The military soul changed again!

Based on *Shu Di*'s authority, he would always be in an advantageous position when confronting any enemy.

Unable to be countered.

Unable to be targeted. No weaknesses!

Divine authority covered them, the military soul empowered them, with the most skilled raiding general as the core.

With the many young elites of the North Sea divine domain as the backbone.

A legion that was enough to be called legendary even in the Age of Gods, even if it was only a prototype, reappeared here. Huo Qubing constantly thrust his lance, killing the turbid energy enemies one by one. Suddenly, he raised his eyes, his sharp eyes looking forward, seeing the plump woman's corpse.

A man with white hair at his temples, covered in ink, with the aura of the Innate Eight Trigrams, was fleeing.

Huo Qubing's eyes changed—

Just like back then when he raided the Xiongnu royal court and casually chopped up those big shots.

He instinctively sensed that the opponent was a big fish.

*Shu Di* vaguely felt something was wrong, his scalp tingling. He pressed down on the young man's shoulder and stammered:

"Calm down, calm down, kid. Think about what your elders said?" The young man was stunned.

What did his uncle say?

He recalled, and then said slowly, "Battlefield engagements are different from martial arts competitions in the training ground, with maneuvering and transferring. Spears lined up in formation, the enemy stabs with a chaotic barrage of spears, and I return with a chaotic barrage of spears, in a straightforward manner."

"Don't pursue a desperate foe! Pursuing leads to disaster."

"The entire army comes first, breaking the city comes second."

"That's what my uncle said..."

*Shu Di* breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he saw a bright smile appear on the young man's face, like a delinquent high school student skipping class to join a brawl.

"Too bad I never listen to my uncle!" *Shu Di*: "..."

You little...!

Wei Yuan!!! What kind of reckless men are in your museum?! Is it a museum of reckless men?!