Chapter 1476 - 1147: God-Slayer Descends

As Yu Wenye spurred his horse into a gallop, the army formations ahead had already gathered in full.

From a distance, the army of over ten thousand looked like a massive, ominous black cloud that could obscure the sky and block out the sun. It was an awe-inspiring sight, yet its true danger was unknown; up close, it was a sea of people, stretching as far as the eye could see, teeming with heads, their roars echoing like thunder. Countless blades flickering coldly seemed to appear and disappear, rushing forth like an overwhelming tide, as if they were about to crush and engulf everything.

This scene would terrify even the most enraged and irrational beast.

But Yu Wenye did not retreat in the slightest. Holding the reins in one hand and gripping his equally icy Mo Blade in the other, he charged forward to meet the oncoming wave.

Among the charging crowd, two generals were particularly prominent at the forefront, one wielding a spear, the other holding a Ghost Head Saber. Their bright blades slicing through the wind emitted a terrifying sharpness and the scent of blood. One aimed directly at Yu Wenye’s chest, while the other raised his saber high, preparing to flank him.

In such a formation, even if he dodged the spear, the saber would still catch up, and the general with the spear had already stood up in the stirrups, fully prepared to strike again, even if Yu Wenye evaded!

No matter which way he tried to sidestep, these two would block him off!

"Your Highness, be careful!"

Xue Lin, following behind Yu Wenye, saw the danger of the situation and shouted in urgency.

As his voice rang out, the spear tip was already dangerously close. Yet, Yu Wenye did not dodge; his left hand released the reins and, at the moment when the spear almost reached his chest, he grasped it backwards, directly seizing the shaft.

"...!"

The general holding the spear was shocked, unable to react before he felt a heavy pull on his hand. Suddenly, the immense force from the other end of the spear tipped him backward!

Yu Wenye, with the spear in hand, confronted him directly!

If the man had been sitting, he might have fallen back against his horse. But he had just stood on the stirrups to prepare another thrust, causing both him and his horse to bear the brunt of Yu Wenye’s immense arm strength. Immediately, the warhorse’s front hooves kicked up into the air, and the general’s grip slid forward an inch!

He was dumbfounded!

Instinctively, he tightened his grip on the spear, but the immense force overpowered him. Instead, his grip caused intense friction, burning his palm, and he did not doubt that the skin had been completely torn off!

Yet, it was not over.

The cold eyes opposite him flashed with icy gleam, and Yu Wenye’s arm lifted with force. Coupled with his Fiery Warhorse’s relentless charge, the enemy’s man and horse were forced to a standstill under the powerful impact!

The warhorse struggled, letting out a piercing scream.

In the horse’s scream came a gust of wind. It was the other general wielding a Ghost Head Saber. Witnessing the scene, although startled, he did not pause his actions. Taking advantage of Yu Wenye’s face-off with the spear-wielding general, he swung his saber towards Yu Wenye’s neck!

Killing this man would bring unprecedented glory, and the entire battle would end here!

With such thoughts, excitement reddened his eyes, and his heart filled with ecstatic joy and longing for victory, prompting him to release a wild roar.

"Ah—"

But at the instant he shouted, it was suddenly cut off as if severed.

His saber stopped just inches from Yu Wenye’s neck. But this strike wouldn’t land, because he felt his body faltering, all strength drained away.

The gap was in his chest.

Slowly, the general lowered his head, gazing between his weakened arms. Yu Wenye’s Mo Blade had already pierced through his chest—just as he swung his saber down, Yu Wenye thrust his left arm up. The spear shaft, nearly bending in the process, lifted the spear-wielding general from the horse’s back!