Chapter 148 The Might of the Battlefield Ghost God

The grim killing intent, the battlefield baleful aura, chillingly close to penetrating the bones, belonged to the most elite battlefield generals, the strongest of the star-studded era. These powerhouses, who once fought each other to the death, crossed eras, years, and vast distances, finally reuniting here.

Bai Ze nimbly flipped over, landing directly behind the group, behind Da Yi. His eyes widened, staring fixedly at Lu Bu, in disbelief.

"This is fucking... Lu Bu?!"

How could Lu Bu's aura reach this level?

Damn, this is... a first-rate expert below the Ten Peaks?

However, this was a judgment standard from the barbaric God Era. Below the Dao Fruit Realm, it was difficult to assess the strength within the large gap between that realm and the mountain god level. There wasn't a clear standard. Perhaps someone's aura was long and terrifying, extending endlessly, with each breath causing thunder for eight hundred *li*.

But there were also those whose aura wasn't as long.

Yet their combat skills were honed to perfection, relying on the power of battle to contend without falling behind.

And there were those who might not excel in combat, but their authority changed at will, unfathomable, their words becoming law.

These three types of powerhouses, along with others, innate gods, or beings who had devoured the origin of a small world, occupied the power tier between the Ten Peaks and ordinary mountain gods. And their relative strengths couldn't be judged by mere aura alone.

Who was stronger?

A fight would reveal!

This was the style of the ancient barbaric era.

Bai Ze's instinct for self-preservation told him—

A fight was about to break out!

Guan Yunchang's Green Dragon Crescent Blade rested on the ground, his wrist slightly twisting, the blade humming softly, already activating the power of the Heavenly Court talisman system. The power of the Clear Qi World layered upon his aura, and then his Barded Dragon Horse neighed, the battlefield's grim aura erupting as he charged forward, almost transforming into a terrifying light dragon.

The Green Dragon Crescent Blade tore through the cold light, and the Turbid World demons in its path were instantly ripped apart before they could even speak.

Vast and majestic!

A raging inferno!

The concept of the Martial Saint, of [The Great Demon-Subduing Emperor Guan, God of Majestic Power and Far-Reaching Awe], transformed into demon-subduing power, fiercely cleaving down. Lu Bu Fengxian's helmet concealed most of his face, leaving only a chin with dark stubble. He snorted coldly, his halberd slamming down.

A head-on collision!

Unyielding!

The scribe of the Bing Province Wolf Cavalry.

An explosion of scholar energy.

The terrifying impact directly tore the earth. Guan Yunchang's charged strike was blocked. Lu Fengxian, wielding the demon god-level halberd with one hand, actually blocked the Green Dragon Crescent Blade's power with just his right hand. In the next moment, Zhang Wenyuan's halberd also pierced through. Lu Bu Fengxian's left hand reached out, directly grabbing the halberd's shaft.

Three famous generals from ancient China began to wrestle.

Guan Yunchang's phoenix eyes widened.

Zhang Wenyuan also gritted his teeth.

Lu Bu Fengxian, however, still seemed to have energy to spare.

Da Yi's eyes opened:

"...It's a top-tier Turbid Qi physique, different from Yunchang and Wenyuan, who receive the blessing of the Heavenly Court talismans."

"Turbid World physique..." Bai Ze's mouth twitched. "Did Turbid World Great Lord get his brains bashed in by Wei Yuan's kid? This guy was the only one in the Three Kingdoms era who made Liu Bei and Cao Cao, who considered each other mortal enemies, join forces to personally attack. And he didn't even die on the battlefield; he was backstabbed and poisoned by his own people, who even stole his weapon before he died. I'm numb. Even his death was so hilarious."

"The backstabber will eventually be backstabbed."

"Now, add the physique refined by Turbid World Great Lord."

"Is Turbid World Great Lord crazy? Refining a funnyman like Lu Fengxian; isn't he afraid of being backstabbed?"

Da Yi said, "Perhaps he finds it more challenging?"

"I know many powerhouses have that flaw."

Bai Ze's mouth twitched. "And many of them end up becoming jokes."

Da Yi looked at his current body and said, "Unfortunately."

"This body, so painstakingly refined, will probably be ruined again."

Before Bai Ze could react, Da Yi, who had laid down his war bow, since this body was painstakingly created by Nü Jiao and Zhuge Liang, said, "The other side also has a legendary archer, plus the Turbid World physique. With my current body and without a suitable bow and arrow, it's difficult to directly hit the vital points." Saying that, he picked up the nearby large axe.

Then he strode forward.

As the ghost-god version of Lu Bu Fengxian clashed with Guan Yunchang and Zhang Wenyuan, a sudden axe fell.

Ruthlessly.

Ancient warriors all trained in axes.

This strike directly hit Lu Bu Fengxian's head, shattering the helmet refined by Turbid World Great Lord, revealing Lu Bu Fengxian's true face: a thirty-something man with flying eyebrows. The axe was resisted by the helmet for most of its power, and only a portion hit Lu Bu Fengxian's brow.

Blood flowed down.

The bashful and gentle Da Yi seemed regretful, muttering something.

Bai Ze's mouth twitched.

Truly... the most standard ancient axe technique.

After all, the naming style of civil officials is a realistic style. Axe (*fu*), meaning to correct (*fuzheng*).

Head (*tou*), meaning the first (*shou*).

Those who question the axe technique's first move of directly chopping the head should go back and think about why this weapon is called "axe (*fu tou*)".

Axe (*fu tou*), also known as axe-yue, is a ritual weapon, solemn and dignified.

Those who do not submit to education, axe their heads, hence the ritual!

Blood flowed down, dripping into Lu Bu Fengxian's eyes and mouth. The corners of his mouth instead rose in an unrestrained arc, finally transforming into bursts of wild laughter. The black-red flames around him suddenly erupted, forcing Guan Yunchang, Zhang Wenyuan, and Da Yi back. The Turbid World gods and demons who came to rescue were also shocked and numb, retreating in unison.

Lu Bu Fengxian took off the remaining fragments of the shattered helmet and threw them away.

Laughing loudly, "Good, good, good!"

"This is how it should be. After all, you've always been like this. Hahaha, don't come to fight me with less than three top generals, Zhang Wenyuan, Guan Yunchang, and you!"

Lu Bu Fengxian, like a wildly laughing tiger, swung his halberd.

"All of you, come at me together!"

Bai Ze silently retreated. Only his authority could see the countless information streams flowing and changing. Obviously, seeing Guan Yunchang and Zhang Wenyuan, plus what seemed to be [Guan Yunchang and three other experts besieging him], seemed to have triggered some kind of buff in Lu Bu, making him even more furious.

"Ding, Lu Bu Fengxian has gone berserk."

Bai Ze muttered.

Then he saw that Da Yi's body was created later, and its coordination with his soul wasn't perfect.

Normally, or when choosing to attack from a distance, there was no impact.

But in such intense and frenzied combat, especially in close quarters, the influence of this slight flaw was becoming greater and greater. Bai Ze could almost 'see' Da Yi's compatibility index with the body dropping crazily, and correspondingly, the combat ability that the body could display was also beginning to decline.

Damn it, this is going to be bad.

Bai Ze's mouth twitched. He looked at his thin arms and legs and the brawl over there.

Silence, contemplation.

Then he turned his head, intending to slip away as if nothing had happened.

The battlefield slaughter was already extremely berserk. The warhorses could hardly withstand that level of terrifying damage. Lu Bu Fengxian, who had been completely strengthened, plus the environmental factor of [being forcibly recruited and becoming a subordinate], was now like he was before the Tiger Trap Pass, resisting the eighteen lords. The Green Dragon Crescent Blade in Guan Yunchang's hand was constantly trembling.

And Zhang Wenyuan's halberd was also intercepted by Lu Bu Fengxian.

Fight, fight.

Lu Bu Fengxian seemed merciless towards these so-called old friends. But only on the battlefield could one feel that most of Lu Bu's halberd's attacks were directed towards the clear and gentle youth who posed the greatest threat to him. The four fought in a chaotic团, and any Turbid World gods and demons who tried to get close were swept into it and died on the spot.

Finally, Lu Fengxian roared.

The halberd in his hand almost turned into huge团s of dark light, sweeping horizontally. Guan Yunchang and Zhang Wenyuan were forced back. And at this moment, Da Yi, who was not familiar with his own body, seemed to be a step slower and was swept by the dark light. The power of Turbid World Great Lord erupted, and then his arm was directly chopped off.

Lu Bu Fengxian clenched his right hand.

The halberd spun forward.

Directly piercing Da Yi's heart, the sharp power transforming into a venomous dragon soaring into the sky.

Blood dripped down.

At this moment, the aura around Lu Bu Fengxian shook. He didn't forcibly pierce Da Yi's soul, but instead withstood the combined attack of Guan Yunchang and Zhang Wenyuan, retreating step by step, his flames soaring, directly erasing Da Yi's nurtured body with his aura. Only blood flames remained, lingering for a long time.

In the midst of a deafening roar, both sides retreated.

The Turbid World gods and demons were stunned.

They looked in disbelief at the legendary human powerhouse, Da Yi, falling here.

Earlier, it was this Da Yi who single-handedly reversed the situation in the South Sea battle.

Causing the fall of the Turbid World's celestial secrets.

Had he died here just like that?

While shocked, they subconsciously looked up at the battlefield ghost god exuding a terrifying aura. Lu Bu Fengxian's halberd rested diagonally on the ground, and he said faintly, "The combined forces of you all are only this much."

He seemed satisfied, or perhaps disappointed.

Zhang Wenyuan said unwillingly, "...General, why would you submit to them?!"

Clearly, Lu Bu's army, even when fleeing in all directions, even when at odds with all the lords of the world, had never committed such acts of slaughtering cities.

Even the Lu Bu full of black material was not recorded in history to have done so.

Because their Bing Province Wolf Cavalry were all ordinary people, just torches burning wildly in that era of aristocratic families. So in the end, Gao Shun and Chen Gong, as the most talented martial artist and strategist among the Bing Province Wolf Cavalry, accompanied Lu Bu Fengxian to die together, one civil and one military, leading the camp of the Fallen into Battle, saying they would continue to fight in the netherworld.

And Zhang Wenyuan was the one who was arranged to survive in the plan, to see the final outcome of the world.

Zhang Wenyuan refused to accept that Lu Bu Fengxian would become like this.

But he was only greeted by Lu Bu's loud laughter: "Hahahaha, why submit?"

He raised the halberd in his hand, pointing it straight at the sky, and laughed loudly: "Because the kind and respectable Turbid World Great Lord gave me new life. Here, I have countless opponents to fight, countless interesting things. Lu Bu Fengxian will not submit to anyone, only pursue my desires and ambitions. But, Turbid World Great Lord is an exception. Here, everything I desire can be satisfied!"

"Anything else to say?"

"I will never allow you to say a single bad word about Great Lord!"

Zhang Wenyuan felt that killing intent rushing towards him, his voice choked off.

Lu Bu Fengxian said slowly, "Besides... in the end, I arranged for you to take Lingqi away."

"To save her from the chaotic world and send her to that little Taoist priest back then, you failed to do it."

"Wenyuan, do you have anything else to say to me?"

"How can you say anything to me?!"

Zhang Wenyuan didn't know what to say for a moment.

He couldn't even tell whether this terrifying killing intent came from saying bad things about Great Lord or from failing to bring Lu Bu's daughter out of the chaotic world. The Turbid World gods and demons, seeing the might of the battlefield ghost god, naturally cheered. This was already a rare victory for the Turbid World recently.

The flames soared.

At the same time—

Kunlun Shan Hai Region, Zhaoge City.

In an array, there were jade coffins, filled with the most elite spiritual liquid, surrounded by huge machines and mechanisms. In the spiritual liquid, a body slowly opened its eyes. It was the bashful and gentle youth, Da Yi. The Crouching Dragon Martial Marquis felt something and looked up, smiling gently: "...Yes, the soul-summoning incense and rhinoceros horn incense are truly useful."

"But the most useful is still Lord Zhujiu Yin's [Dream of Truth]. Truly worthy of being the Lord of the Nine Netherworlds."

"He can directly and forcibly recall Senior Da Yi's soul."

PS: Today's first update... Three thousand six hundred words