Chapter 1111: Strike! Demonic Emperor Old Man!
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
In the air, Ziyad threw out the Ocean Ring, which seethed with black energy as it exploded onto Cheng Qianli’s Supreme Desolation God. Bang! Ziyad snapped a few of the Stellar Energy chains Cheng Qianli had thrown out and quickly fled.
Ziyad had participated in many battles, but this could be considered the strangest he had ever fought. It had begun very quickly and ended just as quickly.
After Ziyad, Huoshu Huicang and Dusong Mangpoje jolted back their own opponents and began to charge into the distance.
At this time, Abu Muslim also threw back Gao Xianzhi with a punch and began to fly off.
But as he was retreating, he suddenly heard an enormous explosion, and even at a distance of tens of thousands of feet, he could still feel the waves of energy.
Abu Muslim’s heart trembled as he suddenly turned around.
The two energies fiercely clashing in the distance left even someone of Abu Muslim’s cultivation alarmed and wary. The only two people who could give Abu Muslim this feeling on this battlefield were the Governor of War and the mysterious old man.
Abu Muslim turned his head and saw a sandstorm on the other end of the battlefield with a radius of several dozen feet, the sand rising thousands of feet into the air. This sandstorm was formed from countless bits of stone, dirt, and the remains of horses and soldiers. All of this rapidly revolved and shrieked in the air.
Bang! A pile of corpses on the edge of this ‘sandstorm’ suddenly exploded and was swept up into the furious storm.
Abu Muslim’s body froze in the air.
Someone of Qutaybah’s personality would never retreat!
In a flash, Abu Muslim recalled the order Qutaybah had given: ‘Anyone who retreats, dies!’
In the first battle, Abu Muslim had blown the horns and compelled Qutaybah to retreat, but this could not be repeated. Qutaybah would be too proud to retreat in front of so many Tang.
More importantly, although Abu Muslim was the highest commander in the east, his orders had no effect on the soldiers under Qutaybah’s command.
He could see that all of Qutaybah’s top-class armies, the Revelation Army, the Death Army, and the Blood Beast Army, were not retreating, and this was causing the other soldiers to hesitate. This was absolutely fatal to the Arabs.
“This is a problem! We can’t retreat! If we don’t convince Qutaybah, this retreat is certain to result in defeat!”
At almost the same time, the distant Dalun Ruozan’s eyes flew open while his expression turned gloomy.
If Qutaybah did not retreat while everyone else did, then the three empires would be ushering in an unprecedented defeat. And if the rest of them left without caring about Qutaybah, the result would be unpredictable. At that time, the Great Tang would emerge victorious in this battle while the Arabs would have nothing to be happy about.
Just when Abu Muslim was preparing to issue an order to assist Qutaybah, there was another enormous boom. As hundreds of thousands of soldiers watched, the massive sandstorm that soared dozens of meters into the sky abruptly exploded. Two unimaginably enormous powers had fiercely collided within and had torn the sandstorm apart.
A golden figure and a black figure appeared in the center of the sandstorm.
The golden figure that was a god in everyone’s heart was forced back more than a hundred feet. Clack! The golden helmet that had accompanied Qutaybah for ten-some years flew off his head, cracking in the air. By the time it hit the ground, it had been completely crumpled. And without the helmet, Qutaybah’s hair now danced freely in the wind, ragged and disheveled.
Everyone immediately fell into an uproar.
The Arab cavalry stared in disbelief. In their hearts, Qutaybah had always been powerful and confident, wielding a strength that could crush all. No matter what, no one would ever be able to make him retreat, and this was also why many of them had not retreated. Everyone in Arabia, even Abu Muslim’s soldiers, admired Qutaybah, the true War God of Arabia. But no one had ever seen Qutaybah being pressed so hard in all his years of battle.
“Impossible! This can’t be! No one in this world can defeat Milord!”
No one was more stunned than the soldiers that Qutaybah had brought with him from the northern war zone. The sight of Qutaybah’s helmet being flung aside and his hair flying in the wind had set off an earthquake in their hearts.
At this moment, Abu Muslim, Aybak, Ziyad, Huoshu Huicang, and the others were just as shocked as the soldiers.
“How could this be?!” Abu Muslim muttered to himself.
The more ‘intimate’ one was with Qutaybah, the more one would realize just how powerful Qutaybah was, and the more one would be shocked by this scene.
Almost subconsciously, Abu Muslim turned his eyes to the person standing across from Qutaybah. The mysterious black-robed old man was floating in the air, his hair scattered and his face pale. It appeared that he had been just as injured as Qutaybah.
“Who dares to retreat!”
A voice as cold as could be resounded in his ears.
Qutaybah stared at the Demonic Emperor Old Man, his eyes vicious and his hair disordered, the murderous intent in his heart only rising. Bzzzzz! The space for a thousand feet around him began to distort, causing the entire area to become blurry and indistinct.
“Old thing, you’ve angered me!”
Qutaybah fiercely glared at the Demonic Emperor Old Man.
In his entire life, no one had ever been able to force him to this state. Even Abu Muslim had to restrain himself and lower his head in front of him. For the first time in his life, Qutaybah strongly believed that he needed to kill this man, this eastern elder whom he had never met before and whom he didn’t even understand.
“Barbarian of the Western Regions, do you really believe that no one can control you!”
The Demonic Emperor Old Man’s aloof face was rather pale, but it showed no signs of backing down. In the battle just now, the two had been equally matched, neither able to get the upper hand over the other.
A concerned shout came from the distance.
Atop the White-hoofed Shadow, Wang Chong looked worriedly at the Demonic Emperor Old Man. Qutaybah appeared to be rather worse for wear, but his master’s condition also appeared to be rather poor. In Wang Chong’s heart, the Demonic Emperor Old Man held a peerless status and he hoped that no harm would ever come to him.
“Lord Gao, General Cheng, Father, Village Chief, General Li! Let’s work together and kill Qutaybah!”
Wang Chong’s voice resounded over the battlefield.
He then cast aside the three major cavalry forces and led the seven thousand Wushang Cavalry charging at Qutaybah.
At almost the same time, Gao Xianzhi, Cheng Qianli, Wang Yan, the Wushang Village Chief, and even the black-armored guard responded, all these Imperial Great Generals charging at Qutaybah.
As long as they could kill Qutaybah, this war would be a complete victory for the Tang.
Wang Chong rode through the fierce winds, his eyes blazing more brightly than the sun. In this war, the most critical individual was Qutaybah. If they killed him, the Arab army would be incapable of reversing the tides.
Rumble! The situation on the battlefield rapidly changed, and the air seemed more fraught with danger than it had in any moment previous.
A black boot that was twice the size of a normal boot stomped on the ground. The banner holder’s number one priority was to protect the banner, but he could still participate in this battle while not going against his duty.
One, two, three, four… seven Great General auras shot through the air and locked onto Qutaybah.
Even Qutaybah had to grimace at this. If these were ordinary Great Generals, he wouldn’t really care, as he could handle all of them alone. Individuals like Cheng Qianli were hardly worth any concern. But Qutaybah could sense three existences that could threaten him, including the Demonic Emperor Old Man.
“Let’s go!” Abu Muslim roared, his face fraught with worry.
Osman was currently too injured to participate in the battle. If they began to fight, Abu Muslim had no confidence in their victory while they were down a man.
Even as those powerful and vast energies approached him at astonishing speed, Qutaybah remained motionless. This was the proud War God of Arabia. Having him retreat was far easier said than done.
“Hurry and go!”
Abu Muslim’s mind was on fire with concern. If they missed this chance, then they really wouldn’t be able to retreat.
“Brother Wenfu, I’ve come to help you!”
At this moment, the Wushang Village Chief spoke in his elderly voice. He had been the closest, so he was the first to arrive.
Hwooom! The winds howled as all the Origin Energy within a hundred li began to gather around the Wushang Village Chief. At the center of all this Origin Energy, a blue hand as massive as a mountain shot into the air and flew toward Qutaybah.
Qutaybah’s face immediately contorted in surprise.
The technique the Wushang Village Chief had used was very similar to the Demonic Emperor Old Man’s. These two, just like him, also seemed to have touched upon that realm. In front of one Demonic Emperor Old Man, Qutaybah would never retreat, but things were different now that the Wushang Village Chief had appeared.
A majestic beam of golden Sword Qi immediately slashed at the Wushang Village Chief’s giant blue hand. But at almost the same time, the surrounding Origin Energy gathered into another massive fist that flew toward Qutaybah.
The Demonic Emperor Old Man had also chosen to strike.