I summoned all the famous generals of history in another world.

Chapter 293 Suppressed Internal Force

The sect leader was moved by the words of the Celestial Ancestor, and his worries were relieved a little.

"This disciple will humbly follow the teachings of the Ancestor and will certainly do everything in my power to protect the Daoist sect!"

He took a deep breath and bowed as he spoke.

"When I made my move, I had already contacted the Great Qian royal family. They will send the Great Qian Hall of Worship and the royal family's Celestial Realm experts to support us."

"At the same time, the elite personnel of the Daqian Suspended Mirror Division will be dispatched to help us transfer the important resources and personnel of the Daoist sect."

"In this way, we can focus on dealing with the Night King's attack."

The Celestial Ancestor nodded slightly, his gaze deep and distant. After a moment of contemplation, he continued.

As one of the major Taoist sects in the northern part of the Great Qian Dynasty, it has dozens of powerful figures, including the Celestial Ancestor, and many grandmaster-level experts.

If possible, Daqian would certainly not give up this henchman of hundreds of years so easily.

"As for Zixia Mountain..."

He paused, then didn't continue.

But upon hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed in the sect leader's eyes.

From the moment I decided to stand on the side of the Great Qian and become an enemy of the Night King.

He had given up hope of saving Zixia Mountain.

However, the Zixia Taoist sect has been preserved relatively well.

Then he would not be unworthy of the position of sect leader he is currently in.

"I'm grateful for your strategic planning, Ancestor. I'll go and arrange the relevant matters immediately."

"Now," the sect leader said, bowing to the patriarch.

The Celestial Ancestor waved his hand, signaling the sect leader to step down.

He stood alone on a high place, gazing at the distant horizon.

While Da Qian's promise reassured him somewhat, the extent of its credibility remained unknown.

It is unknown how much they can pay for the Zixia Taoist sect.

After exceeding the value of the Zixia Taoist sect, or rather, his own value as a Celestial Ancestor.

Will the Great Qian Dynasty continue to invest resources to rescue the Zixia Dao Sect?

After all, with the Great Qian Dynasty in turmoil, it's unlikely they can spare much manpower to come to Yuzhou, the Night King's stronghold.

If that's the case...

After this calamity, how many members of the Zixia Taoist sect will survive?

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart; in chaotic times, life and death often hang in the balance in an instant.

Back when he was born, he stopped the celestial being that the Night King sent to support the Flame King.

He had already anticipated this day.

They support the Night King's desire to take action against the Great Qian Dynasty.

The Zixia Daoist sect, which has been based in Yuzhou for hundreds of years but has always openly sided with the Daqian, was naturally the first to be affected.

He was well aware of the principle that taking a step back can open up a whole new world.

However... he enjoyed the benefits brought by the top henchman of the Great Qian Dynasty in Yuzhou for hundreds of years.

Now... it's time to settle the score of cause and effect.

"It's too late to get a refund."

A sigh escaped his lips, revealing the helplessness amidst the chaos of the world.

Even though he was already a Celestial Realm expert, standing at the very top of all martial arts figures in the entire Tianwu Continent.

In this chaotic world, we are nothing more than drifting duckweed.

We have no choice but to go with the flow.

As night fell, the moonlight shone like water upon the Zixia Taoist sect.

The entire Taoist sect fell into silence, broken only by the occasional footsteps of patrolling disciples.

However, beneath this tranquility lurked a somber atmosphere and a tense mood.

The next day at daybreak.

As the war drums thundered in the military camp below the mountain, the deafening shouts and the neighing of warhorses mingled together.

The Night Fury army's generals activated their meticulously planned military formation.

For a time, banners fluttered and swords and spears filled the battlefield.

The soldiers' bloodlust mingled with the battlefield's murderous aura, surging into the sky and creating an invisible sense of oppression.

This power was so strong that it seemed capable of shaking heaven and earth.

This stirred up the primordial energy of heaven and earth inside and outside Zixia Mountain into chaos.

Faced with this powerful fighting spirit and battlefield aura.

The practitioners of the Zixia Taoist sect felt unprecedented pressure.

They poured out of the mountain gate to meet this sudden battle.

However, when they faced the Night Fury's formidable military formation, they felt a profound sense of powerlessness.

Those martial arts figures who cultivate internal energy have many advantages over battlefield warriors who rely on external force.

However, at this moment, facing the overwhelming force of the army, they were completely suppressed by the soldiers' bloodlust and the battlefield's fierce aura.

Their internal energy seemed to be bound by an invisible force, making it difficult to circulate freely.

The internal energy that could have been easily controlled vanished without a trace, like a clay ox sinking into the sea.

Being able to unleash only 30-40% of one's full strength is undoubtedly a fatal blow to a martial arts practitioner who cultivates internal energy.

The leader of the Zixia Taoist sect stood in front of the mountain gate, watching the Night Fiend Army enter as if it were nothing, his heart filled with helplessness and indignation.

He knew all too well that internal energy sects were utterly powerless against the army's malevolent aura.

This profound sense of powerlessness made him feel more frustrated than ever before.

The military formation slowly began to operate, as if an invisible force was manipulating the changing winds and clouds.

The military formation slowly began to operate, as if an invisible force was manipulating the changing winds and clouds.

The originally clear spiritual energy of Zixia Mountain has become chaotic, as if it has been disturbed by a powerful force.

At this moment, at the forefront of the Nightshade army, a general rode a black warhorse, looking majestic and imposing.

Holding a four-sided tiger-head purple-gold hammer, his imposing aura was overwhelming.

It is none other than Gongsun Yang, the Golden Hammer General of the Eastern Han Dynasty, who has recently joined the Night King's command in Yuzhou!

"You cowards of the Zixia Daoist Sect, do you dare to come out and fight?"

His eyes were like torches as he stared directly at the gate of Zixia Mountain and shouted a challenge.

The sound was loud and clear, echoing through the valley and deeply moving.

Gongsun Yang's figure appeared even more majestic and imposing in the afterglow of the setting sun, as if a god had descended to earth.

"Gongsun Yang, what exactly is the purpose of your Night Fiend Army's invasion this time?"

Upon hearing the commotion, the leader of the Zixia Dao Sect came out. He stood in front of the mountain gate, stared at Gongsun Yang, and said in a deep voice.

"Hmph! The Zixia Dao Sect has occupied Yuzhou for many years, enjoying the protection of the Great Qian Dynasty. Now that the Great Qian Dynasty is declining, you still cling to your old master, completely out of touch with reality!"

"The Night Fury have come here to demand your allegiance to the Night King and to join us in our grand scheme!"

Gongsun Yang sneered, swung his purple-gold hammer, and pointed it at the sect leader.

"Gongsun Yang, you traitors and rebels deserve to be killed by everyone."

"Although my Zixia Daoist Sect is a martial arts sect, we still know how to write the words 'loyalty' and 'righteousness'!"

"You think you can make us submit to you, Night King? That's wishful thinking!"

Upon hearing this, the sect leader's face turned angry.

"Hmph...you'll have to suffer the consequences if you won't listen to reason!"

"Since you are so stubborn, then don't blame us for being impolite!"

"Today, let's see blood on Zixia Mountain!"

Gongsun Yang was not surprised to hear this; today's goal was to wipe out the Zixia Dao Sect.

It's meant to make an example of someone.

Having said that, he brandished his purple-gold hammer and spurred his horse toward Zixia Mountain.

The Night Fiend Army followed closely behind, their military formation operating even faster, with the soldiers' blood energy and the battlefield's malevolent aura soaring into the sky.

The entire Zixia Mountain was shrouded in a somber atmosphere.

Upon seeing this, the sect leader immediately waved his hand, signaling his disciples to prepare for battle.

The cultivators of the Zixia Dao Sect drew their weapons and prepared for battle.

Although they were suppressed by the military formation, their fighting spirit remained undiminished.

A major battle is about to break out, and the air above Zixia Mountain is thick with gunpowder smoke and the atmosphere of war.

The two sides were on the verge of exchanging blows.