Chapter 199 - A Battle of Impostors

Chapter 199: A Battle of Impostors

The lady in the embroidered clothes had a soft and light voice, but it was filled with force.

Mingshi Yin and Duanmu Sheng did not expect there was such a powerful lady by Wei Zhuoyan’s side.

“What do we do now?” Duanmu Sheng scratched his head. He had the urge to jump in the moment he saw a fight.

“Don’t move. This has nothing to do with us… Master’s cultivation base is profound. He must’ve noticed such a huge commotion by now… If he wanted to interfere, he wouldn’t have waited until now.”

“You have a point, junior brother.”

On the chaotic streets.

The metallic scent of blood wafted in the air accompanied by the sound of flies buzzing. The flies seemed to have found a great feast.

However, the filthy creatures could not get within three meters of the lady in embroidered clothes. The lady in the embroidered clothes crossed her arms, her movements elegant and refined.

The masked cultivators behaved as though they were facing a formidable enemy, they kept retreating.

The soldiers with spears were merely cannon fodder in the battle between cultivators.

Who could go against this elite?

When she saw that nobody answered her, the lady in the embroidered clothes walked forward.

Neat rows of soldiers and several armored cultivators advanced behind her.

One side advanced while the other side retreated.

As though it could sense the perilous situation below, the huge flying chariot in the air moved slowly toward the southern city gates and lowered its altitude.

The lady in the embroidered clothes slowed down before she looked up. A slight frown could be seen on her face.

A flying chariot as huge as this one required at least 50 Brahman Sea realm cultivators infusing their Primal Qi into it at the same time. Moreover, if they flanked the chariot as it flew, it would need at least five Divine Court realm cultivators. This meant that there were other cultivators onboard the flying chariot… Powerful cultivators.

The lady in the embroidered clothes spoke softly, “Since you’re here, senior, why did you have to use the rebel army in the city?” Her voice that was laced with Primal Qi traveled in the air. She knew that her voice had reached the flying chariot loud and clear, and yet, there was no response that came from the flying chariot, deliberately ignoring her.

Both sides were now at a stand-off.

The lady in the embroidered clothes turned to the side. The officials and soldiers behind her parted to the sides.

Wei Zhuoyan rode on a tall and mighty steed and approached her.

Apart from the rhythmic clopping of hooves on the road, the streets of Anyang were silent.

All eyes were on the warhorse.

This was the Commander-in-Chief of the three armies, the cultivation elite who was rumored to be at the Seven-leaf stage, Wei Zhuoyan.

“General.” His four deputies lined up next to him before they bowed and greeted him.

The lady in embroidered clothes merely bent her back slightly before returning her gaze to the flying chariot.

Wei Zhuoyan did not look at the flying chariot. Instead, he said, “Jingyi, do you know why His Majesty merely gave me 5,000 men and horses even though he sent me here to quell the rebellion?”

“In a battle between cultivators, quality trumps quantity.” The lady dressed in embroidered clothes was called Li Jingyi. “His Majesty also wished to test your strength, General.”

“It’s good that you understand this.”

“I shouldn’t have held back,” Li Jingyi said apologetically.

Wei Zhuoyan nodded and projected his voice, “All lands under the skies belong to His Majesty… What are your motives for disturbing the peace in Anyang under the rebel army’s name?”

The huge flying chariot hovered in the air silently as ripples of dense Primal Qi surrounded it like waves.

Based on this, it could be seen that the expert had an aura that rivaled Li Jingyi.

When he saw Wei Zhuoyan’s condition, Mingshi Yin nodded as he clicked his tongue. He was surprised by Wei Zhuoyan’s acting skills and transformation.

If he had not known better, Mingshi Yin would have thought this was the real Wei Zhuoyan…

Real and fake, truth and illusion…

Wei Zhuoyan had undergone a huge transformation.

Also, from their conversation, Mingshi Yin understood that Li Jingyi was an elite by Wei Zhuoyan’s side. She had been holding back when she had unleashed her Six-leaf Hundred Tribulations Insight avatar earlier.

‘Just how strong is she?’ Mingshi Yin took a deep breath. It was normal to meet many elites in the Divine Capital. However, he did not think the chances were high for backward places like Anyang. ‘Are there treasures underground? Is the air sweet? No, it isn’t. In fact, it smells…’

Mingshi Yin said irritably, “Third Senior Brother, stay away from me.”

“Who’s there?” Li Jingyi’s eyes flashed like lightning as she looked toward the roof.

‘Drat! I forgot to project my voice inwardly!’ An elite like Li Jingyi would definitely pick up on his voice if he had spoken out loud.

On the rooftop 100 feet away, Mingshi Yin stood up awkwardly and waved his arm.

“Carry on… Carry on. I’m just an ordinary citizen… Carry on…”

“…”

At this moment, Mingshi Yin felt thousands upon thousands of eyes on himself. He was standing with his back to the sun. Mingshi Yin’s and Duanmu Sheng’s appearances could hardly be seen.

Li Jingyi spoke softly, “Unrelated people should keep away.”

“I’ll leave, I’ll leave.” Mingshi Yin and Duanmu Sheng moved two roofs back. When the two of them came to Anyang, they had concealed their auras. They should appear no different from new cultivators right now.

The two sides resumed their face-off.

Waves rippled from the huge flying chariot in the skies, and a voice finally rang from the flying chariot. “Wei Zhuoyan must die.”

The voice was booming.

“Preposterous!”

“Kill,” Wei Zhuoyan said coldly.

His four deputies waved their arms. Dozens of cultivators behind them charged toward the rebel army.

Five Energies Universe to Eight Methods Connected avatars appeared.

The avatars lit up the streets.

This must be what it would have looked like if the city was filled with soldiers in golden armor.

The thousands of soldiers present on the scene merely served as a stark contrast to the impressive avatars.

When the masked cultivators and the rebel army charged forward, a huge sword floated down from the flying chariot. The sword was wide and thick. It resembled a saber. It was wrapped in dense energy. In just a moment, it began to spin, resembling a huge windmill.

Li Jingyi frowned. She was the first to speak, “The Nether Sect? Retreat!”

The huge sword moved too quickly. The dozens of cultivators could not react in time. They were hit by the sweeping waves of energy from the sword that was spinning like a windmill. All of them were sent flying.

Mingshi Yin looked at the sky in shock. “Eldest Senior Brother’s Dark Heaven Starlight?”

“Eldest Senior Brother?” Duanmu Sheng looked up hastily as well.

“That can’t be right…”

“What can’t be right? I’ll report this to master and so he can capture his disciple.” Duanmu Sheng felt slightly shaken when he looked at the huge chariot. He turned around, preparing to leave.

Mingshi Yin grabbed Duanmu Sheng’s arm. He looked at the cultivators who were sent flying and began to analyze. “Eldest Senior Brother never parts with his saber. This huge sword looks like a saber, but it’s not… The Dark Heaven Starlight isn’t as powerful as well. With Eldest Senior Brother’s skills, these people won’t be alive after suffering one hit.”

“You mean, someone’s impersonating Eldest Senior Brother?”

“That’s right.”

Upon hearing Mingshi Yin’s words, Duanmu Sheng carefully looked at the scene again.

‘It looks really similar.’ Duanmu Sheng muttered, “I was wondering why Eldest Senior Brother is so weak… As it turns out, it’s just an impostor.”

“An impostor against the fake Wei Zhuoyan. Don’t you think this is interesting?”

If they did not look carefully, it was difficult to tell them apart from the real thing. Even the Evil Sky Pavilion’s disciples had to look carefully. There was no way the others would suspect this was not the real thing.

“This person isn’t weak,” Duanmu Sheng commented.

“If he could recreate Eldest Senior Brother’s Dark Heaven Starlight to this extent, there’s no way he’s a weakling.”

The two of them continued to watch the battle.

Li Jingyi seemed shocked that her men were sent flying by the Dark Heaven Starlight. She glanced to side briefly before she said in a hushed tone, “General, retreat.”

“I believe in your abilities,” Wei Zhuoyan said.

“I’m afraid I won’t be able to guarantee your safety in a high-level battle… If you fall, all hell will break loose,” Li Jingyi said. At this moment, she had changed the way she addressed Wei Zhuoyan to ‘you’.

Wei Zhuoyan remained silent.