Beneath that towering hand, the diminutive Wei Jinfeng appeared tragically heroic.

As if he were about to fall completely at any moment.

Wei Wuque's face betrayed his worry as he clenched his fists, silently chanting the word "Father" in his heart.

The remaining major generals of the Northern Liang Army also wanted to rush forward, to share the burden on Wei Jinfeng.

Nearly two hundred thousand Northern Liang soldiers, thousands of Jianghu martial artists, and tens of thousands of Liangzhou City residents were all frozen in place, a tragic atmosphere lingering in their hearts.

Once the Prince was unable to withstand it, they would surely die.

Chen Yuan frowned deeply, feeling as if he were sinking into mud, the powerful aura chilling him to the bone.

This... was this the power of a Sixth Realm Immortal?

So strong!

Just a hand, and Wei Jinfeng was already struggling to resist.

A hand supporting the heavens, truly.

"Senior, do you possess such power as well?" Chen Yuan asked subconsciously.

He had been possessed by Senior Moro several times, but had never experienced such power. It was truly terrifying, although perhaps that was because Senior Moro himself was severely injured.

"This is the power of the Dao."

Moro's ethereal voice slowly echoed.

"The Dao?"

"Refining Void to Enter the Dao, the most important aspect of the Sixth Realm is the word 'Dao.' This technique is indeed very powerful, remarkable even within the Sixth Realm. It is worthy of being the Barbarian God of the Barbarian Royal Court."

"Then you..."

"This monk has also comprehended the Dao, but your physical body is still too weak. If the power of the rules were unleashed, your physical body and primordial spirit would instantly collapse."

Moro said.

"Wei Jinfeng cannot die now. Should we... intervene?" Chen Yuan frowned.

He knew very well that if Wei Jinfeng died, Liangzhou would be truly finished. With Wanyan Tianba's killing intent towards him, he would likely be the primary target.

Therefore, even for his own sake, he had to act.

Keeping Wei Jinfeng alive was very useful to him.

Once hundreds of thousands of Northern Liang soldiers collapsed, a huge gap would be torn in the Central Plains, which was also very inconsistent with his original plan.

"Friend, there is no need to rush. The one from Wudang Mountain is already prepared. Benefactor Wei will not die."

Hearing these words, Chen Yuan's brow finally relaxed slightly.

At this moment, in this critical situation, a sword cry that soared into the sky resounded throughout the heavens and earth.

In an instant, a sharp aura directly struck the towering hand, erupting in a terrifying roar. The previously somewhat despairing Wei Jinfeng seized this fleeting opportunity.

He forcefully tore through the void with the divine halberd in his hand.

When he reappeared, he had already distanced himself by thousands of feet, stopping in front of Liangzhou City, his aura somewhat disordered, but at least he had not suffered too serious injuries.

In reality, even if that strike had landed directly on him, he would not have died.

Although there was a gap between a Peerless True Lord and a Sixth Realm Immortal, it was not as if they were as fragile as ants. However, in that situation, being suddenly targeted,

there was no way to escape.

He would inevitably be severely injured.

And once severely injured, the situation today would be no different from a defeat.

He would no longer have the strength to resist Wanyan Tianba.

The Zhenwu Sword cleaved through the imprisonment with a single strike. The towering hand did not immediately attack again, as if sensing something, but did not retreat.

Everyone's gaze turned to Song Yingqiao, the head of the Seven Sons of Wudang.

He blocked it!

Joy filled everyone's hearts.

The power just now was truly despairing, as if it belonged to a different dimension.

Wanyan Tianba's brow furrowed sharply as he stared at the bronze ancient sword in Song Yingqiao's hand:

"The Zhenwu Sword!!!"

In the battle two hundred years ago, a Wudang Mountain Immortal wielding the Zhenwu Sword blocked the Northern Barbarian iron cavalry's invasion. He had personally witnessed the magnificence of that sword.

He knew the terror of this sword. After nearly a thousand years of worship and nourishment by Wudang Mountain, it had long surpassed the scope of a divine weapon and reached the level of a 'Dao Tool.'

"It is good that you know,"

Song Yingqiao replied neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Hehe, what if it is even an immortal artifact? Without an immortal to wield and activate it, it still cannot withstand the power of the Barbarian God. This sword is not bad. The Royal Court happens to lack a nation-protecting divine sword, so this sword will compensate for it."

Wanyan Tianba sneered.

An artifact was ultimately an artifact. Even if it bore the word 'Immortal,' it was not a true immortal after all. Without the activation of a Sixth Realm Immortal, it would not be so powerful and would inevitably be unable to withstand the Barbarian God's techniques.

And as far as he knew, the Wudang Mountain Immortals had long since passed away many years ago, and no Peerless True Lord had broken through in recent years. Therefore, this time, he confidently wanted to conquer Liangzhou.

He wanted to take advantage of Wudang Mountain's weakness and achieve victory in one battle.

Wanyan Tianba's voice was like a majestic divine sound, entering everyone's ears, immediately shocking those present and dispelling their previous joy.

Only an immortal could resist an immortal.

Although the Zhenwu Sword was a rare divine immortal artifact in the world, how could it match a true immortal?

"Brother Song."

Wei Jinfeng frowned and said in a deep voice.

Since the other party had brought the Zhenwu Sword, perhaps they had a way to deal with it. It was a pity that the old Celestial Master of Wudang Mountain had been in seclusion for a long time. Otherwise, with him, he might be able to activate the Zhenwu Sword.

Song Yingqiao's eyes flickered as he thought of the matter that the old Celestial Master had entrusted to him. First, he glanced at Wanyan Tianba and the towering hand frozen in the void.

Then, he scanned the eager gazes below and said in a deep voice:

"The Zhenwu Sword contains divine rhythm and is my Wudang Mountain's sect-guarding immortal artifact. It was the weapon used by the Great Emperor Zhenwu in the past and is already extraordinary. When wielded by a martial artist,

it can fight an immortal!"

"Hmm?"

Hearing these words, everyone present immediately focused their attention.

Was there a chance?

"It contains the power left behind by generations of Wudang Mountain Immortals. The Barbarian God of the Ancient Golden Royal Court has not descended in his true form. A battle is not an illusion, but... the limitations are somewhat large."

Song Yingqiao said in a deep voice.

"What are the limitations?"

Wei Jinfeng immediately asked.

"An immortal's artifact is not something that mortals can use. When truly activated, that Dao essence will crush the martial artist, instantly annihilating them. Holding it is nine deaths and one life."

Song Yingqiao said each word carefully.

"It doesn't matter, let this Prince do it!"

Wei Jinfeng's face showed a hint of determination.

His cultivation was the strongest among those present, and he was the most suitable person to wield the Zhenwu Sword. If he could not do it, no one else could.

Now that it had come to this, he had no chance to back down.

Behind him were tens of millions of Liangzhou people, hundreds of thousands of Northern Liang soldiers, and the goal admired by countless people. For the sake of Liangzhou, he was willing to take the risk!

"Your Highness, let this subordinate go."

"Your Highness, let this subordinate go."

"Your Highness, you cannot have any mishaps. The Northern Liang Army still needs you to lead. Let this subordinate try, even if it means death without regrets."

Hearing Wei Jinfeng's words, the major generals of the Northern Liang Army spoke up one after another, their eyes reddening.

This was not intentional, but a genuine expression of their feelings.

For the sake of the Prince, for the sake of the Northern Liang Army, they were willing to sacrifice themselves.

Wanyan Tianba looked at the eagerness of those below to step forward and die, a mocking smile appearing on his lips. He felt as if he were watching a good show. Ants would always be ants.

How could an ant shake a tree?

"Barbarian God, take advantage of this opportunity and kill them all in one fell swoop!"

Wanyan Tianba did not intend to give them time. It was better to die sooner rather than later.

However, unexpectedly, the towering hand did not move at all, as if it were frozen.

Chen Yuan frowned and quickly asked:

"Senior, what is going on?"

"That Wudang Mountain friend has briefly affected the void, but cannot appear and take action. It will not take long before this Barbarian God can eliminate these effects."

"Understood."

Song Yingqiao looked at the Northern Liang Army experts who were vying to wield the Zhenwu Sword and slowly shook his head:

"The Zhenwu Sword has a spirit and will choose its own master. There is no need for you to compete."

"An immortal sword has a spirit?"

Everyone, including Wei Jinfeng, focused their gaze on the Zhenwu Sword in Song Yingqiao's hand.

Several breaths had already passed since the earlier exchange.

Seeing that the Barbarian God did not make any moves, Wanyan Tianba was immediately shocked and quickly used a secret technique to respond. For some reason, he felt a sense of unease.

And since the Barbarian God did not move, the Northern Barbarian experts also did not move, but simply looked at Wanyan Tianba, waiting for his orders.

Song Yingqiao did not have any intention of delaying, after all, one could not place hope in the Northern Barbarian side. He immediately offered the Zhenwu Sword in his hand, and the bronze ancient sword bloomed with light once again in the void.

A sword cry resounded in everyone's ears.

In the crowd, Zuo Chengzhong's expression tightened as he quickly suppressed his inner agitation, not letting others see his abnormality.

After the sword cry, the Zhenwu Sword quickly transformed into a stream of light in the void, and its destination shocked everyone present, because the Zhenwu Sword just happened to stop in front of Chen Yuan.

The atmosphere was silent for a moment.

Chen Yuan!

It was actually Chen Yuan!

Everyone, including Wei Jinfeng, was shocked in their hearts. Even a Transformation Realm expert wielding the Zhenwu Sword would have nine deaths and one life, but if Chen Yuan wielded it, wouldn't it be... ten deaths and no life?!!!

No one knew that Chen Yuan had already known about the current situation in advance. He was not surprised at all that the Zhenwu Sword had chosen him, because this was all within the old Celestial Master's plan.

What seemed to be a random selection by the immortal sword was actually someone's scheme.

It was like...

Taking a deep breath, Chen Yuan calmly glanced at everyone present and slowly reached out his hand, preparing to grasp the Zhenwu Immortal Sword that was suspended in front of him.

"Envoy Chen!"

Suddenly, someone shouted in the silence.

It was like a firefly lighting up in the pitch-black night, attracting countless people's attention. They admired Chen Yuan's courage.

For the sake of the lives of the Liangzhou people, he was willing to sacrifice himself.

"Brother Chen."

Wei Wuque clenched his fists, his eyes reddening in this tragic atmosphere.

"Chen Yuan."

The major generals and deputy generals of the four Northern Liang Army battalions were also stunned in place.

Without hesitation, without hesitation, when the Zhenwu Sword was suspended in front of him, he reached out his hand without hesitation. They wondered, if it were them, would they really have such courage?

"Chen Yuan."

Wei Jinfeng's eyes darkened. Not knowing the truth, he could not help but feel sincere admiration and... great regret for what Chen Yuan had done.

Everyone could foresee that Chen Yuan's future would definitely be that of a True Lord expert.

But at this moment, he abandoned everything and sacrificed himself.

The moment Chen Yuan's hand grasped the bronze ancient sword, a terrifying aura instantly landed on him, causing his face to flush red and a trace of blood to spill from the corner of his mouth.

The aura was too terrifying, a power that he, in his realm, could not control at all.

If it were not for Moro's presence, who could dissipate this power for him, Chen Yuan would never have agreed to the Wudang Mountain's condition.

When that power landed on Chen Yuan, another invisible force also surged into Chen Yuan's limbs, dissipating 70% of the pressure for him.

But even so, picking up the Zhenwu Immortal Sword was still very difficult.

The scene of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth was seen by everyone, and Chen Yuan stepped into the high altitude step by step, his body unstable, as if he was enduring tremendous pressure.

People could not help but have a tragic feeling in their hearts.

"Envoy Chen!"

"Envoy Chen!"

"Chen Envoy..."

At this moment, countless people shouted Chen Yuan's name. Compared to 'Envoy Chen of Gold,' the title 'Envoy Chen of Green' was more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and of course, there were also people who shouted his name.

Inside Liangzhou City, countless people looked up at the sky, unable to hold back the redness in their eyes.

For their sake, Envoy Chen was willing to die.

What kind of spirit was this?

It made people feel uncomfortable.

Song Yingqiao looked deeply at Chen Yuan. He was the only person in the crowd who knew some inside information, but definitely not much. He was also shocked when the Zhenwu Sword hovered in front of Chen Yuan.

Having a Dan Realm expert wield the Zhenwu Sword was simply courting death.

"Envoy Chen, you are a real man. If you don't die this time, Xin is willing to give all my delicacies to you." Xin Jifei, the Liangzhou Food God, wiped the blood from his mouth and couldn't help but shout loudly.

"There are not many people that Chang admires, and you, Envoy Chen, are one of them. You must come back alive, and Chang will take you to sleep with all the beauties in Liangzhou City." Chang Yu, the Demon of Love, also echoed.

Chen Yuan let out a breath and looked at the expressions in the eyes of the people below, knowing that this time he had almost reached the peak of his reputation in Liangzhou.

In the future, no matter how he acted, Liangzhou could be his strong support.

"Chen Yuan, you are just a mere Dan Realm cultivator, yet you dare to wield an immortal artifact. You are simply courting death." Wanyan Tianba stared at Chen Yuan, who was stepping into the high altitude step by step, and said in a deep voice.

There was no fear on Chen Yuan's face. When it came to showing off, he had to do it well, otherwise, wouldn't this adventure be in vain?

Immediately, he looked at the other party calmly and said softly:

"Everyone must die eventually, some as light as a feather, others as heavy as Mount Tai. Behind Chen Yuan are tens of millions of Liangzhou people, the vast land of the Central Plains. How can we allow you barbarians to invade?

What is there to fear from death for us martial artists?

As long as Chen can save these tens of thousands of people, what does it matter even if he dies?"

Chen Yuan calmly spoke these fearless words of life and death. If he was not constantly staying clear-headed in such an atmosphere, he would have almost believed them himself.

Although he had undergone many changes, he still did not have the awareness of 'sacrificing oneself for others.' In his opinion, he still believed in the belief of 'I would rather betray the people of the world than let the people of the world betray me.'

But this time, he had no way to refuse.

Moro had already revealed everything, and his words before also hoped that he would step forward. If he did not act, wouldn't he be disrespecting Senior Moro?

The other party had saved him many times.

Moreover, apart from him, none of the people present had the ability to fully activate the Zhenwu Sword. The power of the Dao Realm's rules was too terrifying.

Even someone as strong as Wei Jinfeng could not withstand it.

"For the people, is it worth it? You must know that even if you can activate the Zhenwu Sword, you will never be able to stop the power of the Barbarian God. You are simply an ant trying to shake a tree."

Wanyan Tianba said in a deep voice.

"There is nothing worth or not worth it. Chen is only doing it for the belief in his heart."

Wanyan Tianba was constantly sending Chen Yuan assists.

Those words he said were accurately transmitted to everyone's ears, and they couldn't help but feel shocked by Chen Yuan's greatness.

Sacrificing oneself for others, what kind of mentality was that?

Many of them previously thought that Chen Yuan was a character who valued interests above all else, but now it seemed that their understanding was too one-sided.

They had misunderstood Envoy Chen of Green.

In fact, the more they had preconceived notions of him being a person who valued interests, the more shocking it was for him to stand up in this situation.

Wei Jinfeng quietly listened to every word Chen Yuan said, feeling a little heavy in his heart, but more than that, he felt admiration and appreciation. Originally, he admired Chen Yuan's talent and background.

Now, he admired Chen Yuan's mentality.

Worthy of being a descendant of the Great Ancestor!

At this moment, Wei Jinfeng thought a lot. He even thought that if Chen Yuan one day knew his identity and wanted to seek revenge and re-establish the Great Chu,

he would probably help him.

It was a pity that he did not have a suitable daughter, otherwise...

Wei Wuque and Zuo Chengzhong were shocked and could not calm down for a long time.

Brother Chen was not only the most talented person in the world, but he was also far beyond them in terms of mentality.

It was truly their honor to be in the same era as such a person.

Wanyan Tianba's eyes contained killing intent, and the feeling in his heart became even stronger. Chen Yuan must not be allowed to live, otherwise, he would be a great disaster for the barbarians in the future.

At this moment, the towering hand in the void finally broke free from the void influence, did not say a word, and directly enveloped Chen Yuan, and its power was far greater than before.

Chen Yuan raised the Zhenwu Sword, blocking it in front of Liangzhou City.

Countless people teared up for him, shouting Chen Yuan's name.

At this moment, the Myriad People Umbrella in the Heavenly Book space suddenly bloomed with light. Chen Yuan frowned and then relaxed. After a flash of light, he put the Myriad People Umbrella on his head.

In the world, a vast force of all beings began to gather.

All of them gathered on Chen Yuan. At this moment, he shone with dazzling light, like a huge sun, dispelling the darkness for all beings in Liangzhou.

Sensing the endless power surging on his body, the mysterious and ancient Xiang Clan divine patterns covered Chen Yuan's entire body, as if a dragon's roar was echoing.

The Zhenwu Sword in his hand was no longer heavy.

Holding the Zhenwu Immortal Sword, Chen Yuan's heart moved, only feeling that his body was completely hollowed out. Then, a shocking sword aura, carrying the power of the sky falling, slashed towards the towering hand that was enveloping him.

Along with it, Chen Yuan roared out a sentence he had prepared in advance:

"The Central Plains, barbarians are forbidden to enter!"

"Get out!!!"

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