Chapter 1199 - 400: Remnant Ministers of the Great Song

Chapter 1199: Chapter 400: Remnant Ministers of the Great Song

As the former top expert of Jiuli and the master of the Earth Sea, Li Yuanheng’s cultivation and strength are beyond question.

Although Li Yuanheng was ambushed by "Li Zhongding" and others during his fierce battle with Luo Yuan’s group of demons, leading to his injury, he was still able to control the situation to a certain extent, closing the Void Portal between the Earth Sea and Luo Yuan, cutting off the possibility of Luo Yuan’s group of demons launching a large-scale invasion into the Earth Sea.

However, now that he himself had to reopen the Void Portal from the Earth Sea to Luo Yuan, it was a different matter altogether.

Even though Li Yuanheng was heavily injured from being attacked on all sides, he still saw through the oddities on "Li Zhongding" and even tried to use his own witchcraft worm techniques to reverse control the Corpse Flea King.

One could say he came very close to succeeding.

If it weren’t for Tang Xiaotang suddenly invading the Earth Sea, Li Yuanheng, even injured, could have successfully turned the tide and controlled the Corpse Flea King instead.

Unfortunately, all this turned to dust with Tang Xiaotang’s arrival.

The former master of the Earth Sea had no choice but to personally open the Void Portal leading from the Earth Sea to the foreign Khanate Mortal Realm and Luo Yuan, bringing wolves into the house while seeking a way to escape.

Lei Jun followed the portal through which the other party left the Earth Sea, also heading to another Mortal Realm.

Upon entering another world, Lei Jun felt as though the scenery hadn’t changed much; it was still pitch black.

Though the local Spiritual Energy was vast and grand, it appeared chaotic.

The flow of Spiritual Energy Veins was quite different from both the Earth Sea and the Tang Dynasty Human Realm.

In the darkness, Lei Jun took a few steps forward and then reached out.

His palm rested against what seemed to be a rocky or earthen wall.

Unlike the Earth Sea, Lei Jun was now in a deep, secluded valley.

Lei Jun looked up, seeing only darkness, as if in eternal night.

Relying on his spiritual intuition, he sensed that this place had been formed for many years, but there were numerous new traces from an intense battle among top experts.

"This is the so-called Yu Luo Valley, the Lightless Territories." Lei Jun nodded slightly.

The Golden Khanate had trampled the Great Song Dynasty, leading to fierce battles between the two.

At its most intense, the battles literally shattered mountains and rivers, causing parts of this Mortal Realm to peel away, leaving gaps in the mountains and rivers.

The fractured parts formed some independent and exotic spatial domains, such as the world Xu Yuanzhen, Lei Jun, Lin Che of Jiangzhou, and others once entered.

In the former Great Song, now controlled by the alien Khanate, the missing parts of the world, separated entirely, could not be easily replenished.

It was as if flesh had been carved away, leaving a void, with space here being chaotic and nebulous.

Not only would ordinary mortals struggle to survive here, but even many accomplished cultivators would risk danger if they approached recklessly.

In recent years, thanks to the circulation of Global Spiritual Qi, the spatial domain here had stabilized considerably, yet the valley remained dark and deep, seldom seeing daylight year-round.

For the people of Jiuli, however, this was a rare place suitable for survival in a world where daylight openly reigns.

Li Yuanheng clearly understood this in advance, thus making the alien Khanate Mortal Realm here a prepared retreat route long ago.

Upon opening the Void Gateway, its location landed precisely within the Lightless Territories.

Furthermore, judging by the decisiveness and order in which he led the retreat of the Tanli tribe, a lot of related contingency plans must have been prepared in advance.

Although Li Yuanheng certainly didn’t wish for his family to be forced into such a situation.

This side of the alien Khanate Mortal Realm is not a carefree Land of Bliss; there may be many threats.

Moreover, retreating here does not directly mean everything is settled.

Upon arriving in this Mortal Realm, deep within the valley, Lei Jun didn’t need to exert much effort to sense.

Simply by listening, he could already hear the sounds of fierce battles like the collapse of heaven and earth in the distance.

The Tanli tribe had prior contingency plans, and Li Yuanheng even understood the terrain, so after arriving in this Mortal Realm, everyone quickly dispersed and hid in various parts of the valley bottom.

However, Tang Xiaotang, who had pursued them, didn’t care about anyone else from the Tanli tribe.

Her target was solely Li Yuanheng.

Tang Xiaotang, with the Celestial Master’s Three Treasures in hand, was spiritually and energetically whole.

Facing her was Li Yuanheng, a Great Witch at the perfect fifth layer of the Ninth Heavenly Layer, but he was injured.

If surrounded by Tang Xiaotang, his fate would not be much better than Lin Zheng, the head of the Great Unity Lin Clan.

Yet the current battle situation was quite intense.

As Lei Jun moved towards that direction, the Heaven-piercing Earth-penetrating Taliscript swirled deep within his eyes.

Currently, those fighting Tang Xiaotang were not just Li Yuanheng alone.

There were two others also facing the sharp edge of the Celestial Master’s Sword in Tang Xiaotang’s hand.

Among them, Lei Jun first heard the man’s voice before seeing him: "A light thunder falls at dusk, myriad threads; clear light floats on tiles, the green uneven."

Within the chanting voice, there was a communion with heaven and earth, mobilizing the surrounding wind, cloud, thunder, and lightning.

It even included Tang Xiaotang’s Pure Yang Immortal Thunder.

However, as Tang Xiaotang let out a cold snort, the Pure Yang Immortal Thunder, which had separated into strands of golden light, reassembled and again awaited her orders.

But this was largely because the Pure Yang Immortal Thunder was something Tang Xiaotang had comprehended on her own, honed over many years to be as agile as her own limbs.

If someone else cultivated the Pure Yang Immortal Thunder through the Shenxiao Pure Yang Talisman she passed down, it might be directly influenced by the Wenhua talent of the opponent, which transcended Mastery to Transmutation, and lose control.

The speaker was calm, but his words startled heaven and earth, moving all things, evidently a highly advanced Confucian Scholar of the Chanting Sect who had achieved the peace-stabilizing realm of the Ninth Heavenly Layer.

In Lei Jun’s eyes, under the circulation of the Heaven-piercing Earth-penetrating Taliscript, the image of a man resembling a middle-aged scholar appeared.

Facing Tang Xiaotang, the man cautiously kept his distance, his expression solemn and extremely vigilant, fully concentrated to guard against the swift movement technique of Tang Xiaotang.

Near Tang Xiaotang, besides Li Yuanheng emerging from the Earth Sea, there was another figure engaged in combat with Tang Xiaotang.

The person’s speed in movement and teleportation was so swift that even Lei Jun from afar could not accurately capture his trajectory.

As the distance closed, Lei Jun could vaguely make out his shape, a robust man straddling an exotic beast, advancing and retreating as fast as lightning and wind.

His appearance and attire were quite similar to the nobles of the Solitary Eagle Khanate Lei Jun had seen earlier.

He was a Riding Martial Saint taking the light cavalry path.

His speed was extraordinary, and instead of recklessly advancing, he continued to harass Tang Xiaotang.

In Li Yuanheng’s eyes, there was a flash of cold light; the current situation made him also feel he had somewhat lost control.

But he did not take the opportunity to escape, instead assisting the other two.

Tang Xiaotang, facing three opponents at once, showed no sign of distress, instead rubbing her fists, excited: "Come on!"

While speaking, she directly charged forward head-on to confront the three opponents.

The Pure Yang Sea circulated around, with the majestic Pure Yang Boat sailing on it.

Around the boat, there were faint, intangible airstreams swirling.

Lei Jun focused on Tang Xiaotang’s battle while also being mindful of the surrounding environment.

Besides the three Ninth Heavenly Layer masters fighting Tang Xiaotang, there were others nearby.

The Tanli Clan people retreating from the Earth Sea scattered and fled, but a group was positioned in the distance, ready to support Chieftain Li Yuanheng.

Nonetheless, due to the destructive clash of the four great masters, no one dared to approach.

The only person daring to be close was not one of the Jiuli but another man in Confucian attire.

The Confucian scholar, with a handsome face, appeared to be around thirty years old, very young-looking yet with a gaze full of worldly experience.

He bore two scars, one deep and old, the other shallow and new, his Confucian robe nearly soaked in blood.

The lighter new wound seemed to be caused by the long knife of that foreign Riding Martial Saint.

Lei Jun immediately noticed this Confucian scholar.

Despite his injuries, his literary aura soared straight to the skies, intense and undismissable.

He was tending to his wounds while also paying close attention to the fierce battle between Tang Xiaotang and the three others.

In the distance, a group surrounded the scholar, but fearing his earlier fierce resistance, they adopted a stance of surrounding without attacking, waiting for reinforcements.

Among them were not only the foreign cavalry but also several monks.

All were monks from the Western Regions.

Lei Jun saw that their monk robes were lined with red.

As he knew, the Lotus Division of the Five Sections of the Mount Sumeru Vajra World corresponded to the color red.

In the past, Consort Yang Jinming and other monks of the Sumeru Lotus Sect were generally dressed like this.

At this moment, in Lei Jun’s field of vision, in this group of Western Region monks, there was also a remarkable woman standing in the center.

"Consort Chu Duo, just now Master Baima sent a message; she is right ahead and will be here shortly."

In the center of the crowd, Consort Chu Duo remained stern: "Too many unexpected changes have occurred this time; we cannot afford to be careless."

She gazed at the massive Pure Yang Boat in the distant sky, then shifted her eyes back to the injured scholar on the ground.

"Zhu Junjie is an imperial convict already noted by the Great Khan; we must eradicate him in this passage to the Lightless Territories, leaving other matters for later discussion."

Consort Chu Duo said in a deep voice, "Chieftain Saleheng is still... too stubbornly strong."

The man currently entangled with Tang Xiaotang was named Saleheng, a chieftain of the Gale Department, one of the significant tribes in the Golden Khanate.

Moreover, being a Ninth Heavenly Layer Martial Saint, he was one of the top masters of the Golden Khanate.

The Great Song Dynasty had already fallen.

Now only a few remain on the run, in exile, and hiding.

Among them are some significant figures.

Such as Zhu Junjie before everyone, tending to his wounds.

He was a renowned Great Scholar who rose during the Great Song Dynasty, one of the top Confucian practitioners in this Mortal World.

Regardless of the downfall of the Great Song Dynasty, he tirelessly worked for its cause, continuing to this day.

The complex environment of the Lightless Territories facilitated concealment.

Zhu Junjie, besieged by Saleheng and other masters, fought as he withdrew to this secluded valley, intending to use the terrain to shake off his pursuers.

Unexpectedly, a tremendous upheaval occurred in the Lightless Territories as Tang Xiaotang arrived in pursuit of Li Yuanheng.

Amid the chaos, the situation turned out as it was.

Zhu Junjie was unaware of the antecedents, but he did not let Tang Xiaotang face the enemy alone, nor did he choose to leave.

After a brief recovery and treatment of his wounds, he promptly rejoined the fight to assist Tang Xiaotang.