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“Yan, Qi, and Deng provinces have finally been reclaimed. Glory to the General Who Guards the North!”
“Damn those Huns, invading our lands and killing our people. Such blood debts must be repaid in blood.”
“I heard the Champion Marquis led the River West Army deep into the grasslands to attack the Huns, forcing them to retreat from Yan.”
“Champion Marquis, mighty and invincible!”
“Eight hundred years of Great Wei, and only the Champion Marquis could ride across the grasslands, unmatched and unparalleled. Glorious!”
“Who else but the Champion Marquis of Great Wei!”
In the Capital City, common people and scholars discussed fervently in teahouses and taverns.
Countless people had already begun to revere Oliver Sheng.
In the palace, Hazel Han’s expression softened slightly upon receiving the news of the reclamation of the three provinces in Yan.
The betrayal of General Li had greatly angered Hazel Han.
“Your Majesty, have some soup,” Jade Han offered a bowl of spirit-nourishing soup from the imperial kitchen.
“Leave it.”
Hazel Han waved her hand dismissively.
“Is Your Majesty still troubled by General Li’s betrayal?” Jade Han asked.
“Yes.”
Hazel Han nodded lightly. “This traitor must die to quell the hatred in my heart.”
General Li’s betrayal had significant repercussions not just for her, but for the entire Great Wei.
She should have been more ruthless back then, sending strong warriors to capture General Li, abolish his cultivation, and throw him into the dungeon.
“I wonder how General Sheng is doing now,” Jade Han changed the topic.
Oliver Sheng had led the army into the Huns’ grasslands, forcing their 400,000-strong army to retreat from the three provinces of Yan.
“Oliver is blessed by the heavens. Without a Martial Saint, no one in this world can harm him,” Hazel Han finally smiled at the mention of Oliver Sheng.
Not long after Oliver Sheng led his troops into the grasslands, the Huns’ army retreated. It seemed Oliver Sheng had achieved significant victories to force the Huns to withdraw.
This also resolved the troublesome issue of Yan for her.
Now that the three provinces of Yan had been reclaimed, they only needed to be guarded, the original inhabitants resettled, and the governance cleaned up. In ten to twenty years, the livelihood of the three provinces would recover.
Amidst the turmoil in the Capital City, Oliver Sheng was unaware of all that had transpired.
He was currently leading his troops back to River West.
When General Li learned that it was Oliver Sheng who led the army deep into the grasslands, attacking the Huns’ royal court and forcing their army to retreat, he was furious.
“That meddlesome bastard!”
Had it not been for Oliver Sheng’s interference, he could have reaped all the benefits, then openly defected to Da Li, offering several provinces in the north of Great Wei and proclaiming himself king.
All his beautiful dreams were shattered by Oliver Sheng.
“I will never coexist with you!”
General Li swore that if he ever had the chance, he would kill Oliver Sheng.
His hasty defection to the Huns had led to his entire family being imprisoned, awaiting execution in autumn. One could imagine how much he hated Oliver Sheng.
If Oliver Sheng knew, he would surely scoff. “Who are these nobodies to hold a grudge against me?”
The massive army, escorting Hun prisoners and captured livestock, marched south.
Banners fluttered, and the killing intent was palpable!
This expedition’s results were not ideal, but the only notable achievement was the slaughter of 300,000 Hun soldiers.
As Oliver Sheng led the army back, the generals following him were all in high spirits.
Slaughtering 300,000 Hun soldiers and reaching the Huns’ royal court was enough to earn them a significant place in history, an honor countless people could never achieve.
Suddenly!
Oliver Sheng signaled the army to stop.
Seeing Oliver Sheng suddenly halt the army, Calvin Yang thought something unexpected had happened.
“What’s wrong, Oliver?”
“There’s an enemy ahead, blocking our path,” Oliver Sheng said.
“Enemy?!”
“All troops, prepare for battle!” Calvin Yang quickly issued the order without questioning Oliver Sheng.
The signalers swiftly relayed the commands, putting all units on alert.
“They’re here for me, Uncle Yang. Just take care of the troops,” Oliver Sheng told Calvin Yang.
As soon as Oliver Sheng finished speaking, seven radiant figures appeared in the sky ahead, like seven rising suns.
Seeing those seven radiant figures and feeling their overwhelming aura, Calvin Yang was shocked.
Seven Earthly Immortals had appeared, seven Yang Spirits.
The seven Yang Spirit experts of the Kunlun Daoist Sect had found Oliver Sheng on the grasslands.
Seeing those seven Earthly Immortals, the generals under Oliver Sheng were all shaken.
How could they be so fortunate to witness the appearance of seven Yang Spirits?
“This is bad. These people are here to trouble the General,” Sawyer Shangguan said with a grim expression.
They all knew that General Oliver Sheng had killed members of the Kunlun Daoist Sect and had a grudge against them.
But they hadn’t expected the Kunlun Daoist Sect to be so terrifying, sending seven Yang Spirits at once.
This could annihilate a nation.
In the next moment, the seven radiant figures approached, their terrifying aura pressing down on the world, causing the 180,000 troops behind Oliver Sheng to feel immense pressure and fear.
The seven looked down at Oliver Sheng.
They sensed the mark left by Tianquan on Oliver Sheng, proving he was the one who killed Tianquan.
“You are Oliver Sheng?” Changyao, as indifferent as a deity, looked down at Oliver Sheng.
His interrogative tone was like that of a judge questioning a criminal.
Oliver Sheng did not answer. Instead, he turned to Calvin Yang and said, “General Yang, take the troops and retreat ten miles away.”
“Yes, General!” Calvin Yang immediately obeyed, leading the army away from the area.
Although they were very worried about Oliver Sheng, they couldn’t help him at all here and would only hinder him.
The seven Yang Spirits of the Kunlun Daoist Sect watched the army retreat but did not intervene.
They had not lost their minds to the point of attacking ordinary soldiers.
Creating unnecessary bloodshed and accumulating killing intent was detrimental to their cultivation.
Their target was only Oliver Sheng.
Oliver Sheng stepped into the air, rising into the sky. His red battle robe billowed, and dragon shadows roared on his Dragon Scale Armor.
Facing seven Yang Spirit experts alone, he showed no trace of fear.
His domineering aura impressed Changyao, Lei Wuyan, and the others, making them feel that Oliver Sheng had an extraordinary presence.
“I am Oliver Sheng, Champion Marquis of Great Wei. Your Kunlun Daoist Sect must think highly of me to send seven Yang Spirits at once,” Oliver Sheng said with a faint smile.
“Indeed, you have some courage. Facing the seven of us without fleeing, it’s no wonder you dared to kill our sect leader,” Changqing said.
One had to admit, Oliver Sheng’s fearless and domineering aura gave off a sense of invincibility.
He was indeed a formidable warrior!
“Enough talk. Kill him and take his head back to show the world the fate of those who oppose the Kunlun Daoist Sect,” Lei Wuyan, who had a fiery temper due to his thunder-based cultivation, said with killing intent in his eyes.
“Let me test his strength,” Shouyang attacked, sending a powerful Taoist spell towards Oliver Sheng.
Boom!!
Oliver Sheng immediately countered with a punch, the immense power of his blood energy easily shattering the spell.
A mere mid-Yang Spirit trying to test his strength?
One had to admit, the Kunlun Daoist Sect was indeed terrifying.
Four late-Yang Spirits, two mid-Yang Spirits, and one early-Yang Spirit. To send so many powerful experts at once, the Kunlun Daoist Sect truly deserved its reputation as the second greatest Taoist Sect in the world.
Shouyang raised an eyebrow, looking at Oliver Sheng. This man’s strength was formidable.
He sensed that Oliver Sheng’s punch was casually thrown.
Yet such a casual punch had destroyed his Taoist spell, indicating significant power.
“Let me try!”
Lei Wuyan immediately attacked, sending a powerful thunder spell towards Oliver Sheng.
The sky was filled with lightning, forming a thunder dragon that charged at Oliver Sheng with a destructive aura.
Oliver Sheng’s body glowed with a golden aura, and the thunder dragon’s attack couldn’t even break his protective energy.
Lei Wuyan, an early-Yang Spirit, couldn’t harm Oliver Sheng with his thunder spell.
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