Chapter 101: Yuan Fu Tong's Demise

  The next day, the Golden Spirit Mother led the Three Shao Niangniang and a group of Qianjiao cultivators to the front line. They saw that the three million strong army was arrayed before them, with swords and spears like a forest, reflecting the rising sun's rays in a dazzling display that sent shivers down their spines.

  Yuan Futong also led an army of 30,000 to battle. As soon as he saw that the opposing formation had dozens of people dressed in Taoist attire, both men and women, his heart felt a chill. However, looking at his own side with nearly a hundred cultivators assisting him, his heart calmed down significantly.

  Lu Yao had already beheaded the corpse, his Dao was higher than Jin Ling's by a lot. With one glance at Jie Jiao's formation, he knew that if he didn't make a move, these demon cultivators would be crippled here. Lu Yao steeled himself and thought, "If I die, so be it. As long as I can cause some trouble for Jie Jiao, even death is worth it."

  Qiong Xiao's cultivation time was the shortest, she liked lively scenes and was far from being as calm as Yun Xiao. This was her first time on the battlefield, so she was very excited, holding the Golden Scissors, ready to show off her might. Yun Xiao knew that her sister had a magical treasure protecting her body, so there was no danger, and let her go.

  From Yuan Futong's camp, a Taoist emerged, extremely tall and majestic in stature, wearing a black Taoist robe, holding a long spear, standing opposite Qiong Xiangniang, swinging his spear and pointing at her, "I am Yang Jiao, the Northern Sea Taoist, little girl, quickly return and let Wen Zhong come to send himself to death."

  Qiong Xiao's anger was extraordinary, she swung her sword and clashed with Yang Jiao. Yang Jiao was a transformed dragon from the North Sea, his physical body was very strong, extremely skilled in close combat. Qiong Xiao's Taoist practice far surpassed her opponent, but she had no experience in hand-to-hand combat, so for the time being, she fell at a disadvantage.

  Yang Jiao became more and more excited as he fought, a large spear dancing in the air like a flying dragon, each strike carrying the power of tens of thousands of kilograms, making Qiong Xiao very uncomfortable. Qiong Xiao thought of his own treasure, why bother wasting energy on that boorish fellow?

  Qiong Xiao shook her hand and raised the golden pincer, reciting the incantation. The small scissors instantly transformed into two golden dragons, connected in the middle of their bodies, with a terrifying appearance. Qiong Xiao pointed with her jade-like hand, and the golden dragon shook its head and swung its tail towards Yang.

  At this time, Yang Jiao had long been fixed in place by the treasure light of the law-protecting treasure, unable to move, and could only wait for his death. Yang Jiao was also a dragon transformed from a jiao, but compared to the dragon used by Jin Jiao Jian, it was much inferior, let alone the law-protecting treasure that had been refined by the Tian Xuan Sect Master.

  Two golden lights flashed by, and Yang Jiao let out a painful cry as his body was split into two segments. His intestines spilled all over the ground, a pitiful sight to behold. Qiong Xiao won the first battle with ease and excitement, continuing to shout for more. The cultivators on Yuan Fu Tong's side all showed a hint of fear on their faces. They had all transcended the mortal world relatively late in life, and none of them had ever seen such precious treasures before, so they were all shocked.

  Lu Yao couldn't help but secretly admire them, these saintly disciples are not ordinary, just relying on this treasure, an ordinary Mahayana Golden Immortal is no match for Qiong Xiao, indeed they should not be underestimated.

  Yang Jiao and Han Bing Dao Ren were good friends, this time also because they knew that Han Bing was helping Yuan Fu Tong here, now seeing Yang Jiao die, Han Bing was extremely heartbroken. He certainly knew he wasn't the opponent's match, but neither did he want to be a turtle hiding in its shell, so he stood up straight and held the Autumn Water Treasure Sword to face Qing Xiao.

  Han Bing knew he couldn't withstand Jin Jiao's scissors, so he took the initiative to attack first. With a light flick of his left hand, he shot out a piece of ice needles. Qiong Xiao didn't expect that his opponent wouldn't say a word and would directly use his magic treasure to attack him, and he even forgot to use his magic treasure to protect himself. For a moment, the situation was extremely dangerous.

  Yun Xiao, who was watching from behind, saw the crisis his sister was in and hastily shook out the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron. This treasure emitted a faint golden light that instantly enveloped Qiong Xiao, and countless ice needles striking against the light were silently dissipated. Han Bing was greatly shocked, never expecting that her painstakingly refined treasure could not even break through another treasure's defense.

  Just then, Qiong Xiao also reacted and saw that it was her sister's Hunyuan Golden Cauldron that had saved herself, otherwise she would have lost face. Thinking of this, Qiong Xiao became angry and humiliated, recited the magic spell, and the Golden Scissors flew towards Han Bing again.

  Han Bing Dao was cut into two segments and died on the spot. Qiong Xiao saw that the opponent still had a bright and shiny treasure sword, so he picked it up. Upon closer inspection, it was a second-rate spiritual treasure from the mortal world, not particularly valuable, but very sharp and beautiful, so he happily collected it. Qiong Xiao then picked up Han Bing Dao's deerskin bag and unexpectedly found Wen Zhong's whip inside.

  The original whip of Wen Zhong fell into the hands of Tan Bao, who was killed by the Four Sages of Spring and Autumn. The Four Sages were then defeated by Han Bing, a Taoist immortal, and the treasure ended up in his possession. Now it has been passed on to Qiong Xiao, who returns it to Wen Zhong, restoring it to its rightful owner.

  Qiong Xiao challenged again, and Yuan Futong's camp saw the monks continuously seeing the mixed yuan golden spear and golden python scissors, two pieces of treasure, shocked in their hearts, knowing they were no match for them, and didn't want to go to their deaths anymore. Yuan Futong habitually looked towards Lu Ya, only to find that Lu Ya had disappeared without a trace.

  The monks around also didn't see how Lu Ya disappeared, so when they suddenly discovered this matter, they knew it was a bad omen and the crowd immediately dispersed. The monks fled in all directions, and Yuan Futong was also extremely frightened, hastily ordering his men to retreat quickly.

  At this time, Jinling Shengmu had already seen that the opponent, whether it was a monk or an army, had begun to flee in a strange manner. With her profound cultivation, Jinling was not afraid of any conspiracy and charged forward with the yellow jade ruyi in hand. The other Qianjiao monks also rushed up together.

  Jin Ling's cultivation was extremely profound, and he had already stepped into the realm of Hunyuan with one foot. With the help of the Xiantian Spiritual Treasure in his hand, he killed two or three dozen cultivators in the blink of an eye. The other Jie Teaching cultivators also made their own kills.

  When Wen Zhong's army arrived, Yuan Futong's troops had lost all will to fight and were fleeing in disarray. Many of them surrendered to Wen Zhong, who then attacked and killed the remaining soldiers.

  This is the first major victory since Wen Zhong arrived in Beihai, and the old man was extremely excited, directing with all his might, leading his elite troops to pursue Yuan Futong relentlessly, looking like he wouldn't stop until he reached his goal.

  Jin Ling and others, as cultivators, after eliminating the scattered cultivators, no longer interfered with Wen Zhong's pursuit of Yuan Fu Tong. Otherwise, no matter how capable Yuan Fu Tong was, he would not have been able to escape the pursuit of the Great Luo Golden Immortal. However, Yuan Fu Tong was now in a very miserable state, having been pursued by Wen Zhong for three days and three nights without stopping, exhausting his physical strength.

  Yuan Futong was finally beheaded by his subordinates and the head was handed over to Wen Zhong, who had finally achieved a decisive victory in the Beihai campaign. What followed were some mop-up operations: rounding up Yuan Futong's scattered generals, restoring order in the north, appointing new local officials and garrison commanders, and occasionally responding to surprise attacks by nomadic cavalrymen. It was extremely troublesome, with countless matters that seemed even more annoying than before defeating Yuan Futong.

  Lu Ye knew that things couldn't go on like this, so he took Yuan Fu Tong's son, Yuan Ming, and escaped from the camp, wanting to wait for an opportunity to stir up trouble again. Lu Ye transformed into a long rainbow, moving extremely fast, leaving Beihai behind. Just as they were escaping, the space in front of them suddenly twisted and distorted, and a tall figure appeared before Lu Ye.