Chapter 219 – Battle Concludes

Rising upon dark clouds, the Undead Legion resembling spectral soldiers and generals bore four particularly conspicuous figures.

Tianyuan Lord.

The Frost Dragon, the Blue-haired Girl, and the black-cloaked General.

Among them, the noble, majestic, and peerlessly mighty Frost Dragon was using its draconic power to assist the entire Undead Legion in ascending.

At this moment, Sario realized his dream—even while lifting the Undead Legion, he remained invincible in the world.

Even if he was responsible for the lifting while Dead Bone Boss handled the invincibility, it was all the same.

General Dolai, manifesting in the form of the Blue-haired Girl, was not part of the undead system. However, how could General Dolai be hindered by racial systems? It crouched halfway down, expelling the endless undead energy it had absorbed and stored in its dimensional space during the pre-battle preparations—referring to the time before entering the Land of Trials, when they were still in reality.

“Bleh, bleh, bleh—”

Storing so much undead energy temporarily, who knew if it would upset its stomach?

General Dolai worriedly thought.

The surging undead energy continuously poured out along its body, washing over it and leaving its complexion slightly pale.

But at the same time, the energy caused its hair to float upward toward the sky, and a terrifying aura spread throughout its entire being.

In the group that rampaged wildly and stood invincible in the world, Lord Mu was a crucial link. At this moment, he had fully loaded the Deadbone template, using power of the same origin as Deadbone to build a bridge, pouring all his effort into using the counterfeit Undead Holy Mountain to charge the genuine Holy Mountain.

The Undead General had several hidden backup energy sources, but none could compare to the supply from the counterfeit Undead Holy Mountain at this moment.

I, the Lord, am the strongest backup energy source!

Simultaneously, the surrounding aura of death swarmed in.

The vastness of this energy was dozens to hundreds of times that of Deadbone’s normal state, and hundreds to thousands of times that of ordinary elite troops.

When energy reached such extreme vastness, even space rippled in response.

Moreover, the user of this energy was the Undead General, whose Concept had reached the half-step Imagery level of Great Perfection.

Deadbone did not dance alone; as the commander of the legion, it led all the soldiers of the Undead Legion in a collective swing, slashing out a Nether River of Swords.

The Nether River darkened the heavens and the earth.

The Undead Legion rode the Nether River forward;

The Limitless Lord used his body as a sword, transforming into the tip of an ultimate sword radiance;

The two great legions and the flesh giant also shouted as they charged in;

From four directions, four terrifyingly powerful attacks simultaneously blasted into the Monster City.

The rugged city walls shattered like flying scraps of paper.

The tide of monsters surging outward cracked and crumbled into dust.

The roaring monster elites gradually turned to ash in the light.

The Monster City Lord, seated at the center of the city who had yet to showcase its style and power, began to twist, crack, shatter, and pulverize under the dazzling heavenly might from all sides.

But no one paid it any attention.

After unleashing his ultimate sword radiance, the Limitless Lord turned his gaze into the distance.

The Kongming City Lord also looked toward the Frost Dragon and the three figures standing upon it.

“A third epic?”

The Secluded Mountain Lord watched with envy, astonishment, and a complex expression.

Beside him, the Lord of Flesh Mountain was also shocked and doubtful.

He was not surprised by the power of the Nether River. The Lord of Flesh Mountain had vast experience—such simulated battles were mere child’s play in his eyes. Had it not been for the Frost Dragon, he wouldn’t have even bothered to exert his full strength.The power of the Nether River that amazed his own lord didn’t seem particularly formidable in the eyes of the Lord of Flesh Mountain.

It was merely the combined strength of the Military Soul Legion.

If he, the Lord of Flesh Mountain, could command a flesh-based legion suited to his rule, he would undoubtedly unleash an even more powerful and invincible demonic might.

However, as the Lord of Flesh Mountain gazed at the figure atop the frost dragon, he faintly perceived the aura of a true king, stirring a desire within him to bow in worship.

No,

this must be an illusion!

…

Mu Yuan could discern that the strongest present were undoubtedly the Limitless Lord and the Lord of Flesh Mountain.

The Limitless Lord’s will was immensely powerful; he was utterly devoted to the sword, possessed the pinnacle talent for sword arts, and wielded supreme offensive power.

The Lord of Flesh Mountain was a third-tier epic, surpassing the Limitless Lord in basic attributes, energy, skills, and more. Yet, in an actual battle, it was uncertain who would emerge victorious.

Compared to these two, Dolai, Rakshasa, Lu Liu, and others were not even in the same league.

Nor was the Undead General.

His own generals were indeed beyond top-tier, extraordinary powerhouses. However, in Mu Yuan’s view, the Limitless Lord and the Lord of Flesh Mountain were also extraordinary, and they were a tier higher.

The Undead Legion was even less comparable to powerful Military Soul Legions like the Silver Knight Order or the Booted Cat Legion.

That his own forces managed to reach the forefront in the final battle, breach the Monster City, and claim a quarter of the contribution was truly due to clever tactics and the groundwork laid earlier.

Mu Yuan was fully aware of this.

He didn’t consider himself stronger than the three seniors—Wuji, Kongming, and Youshan.

They were monstrously powerful old-timers, while he was merely a novice with slightly stronger generals.

The high-profile proctors outside the arena were well aware of this as well.

However,

however!

The Xixiang City Lord sipped his tea, though the liquid in his cup rippled slightly.

After gulping down several mouthfuls of his chilled drink, Wu Qingyun remarked, “It seems the Taixuan Alliance’s new generation has worthy successors. I wonder where the Tianyuan Lord is from. Do you think he could be from our White Cloud Province?”

“Dream on!” retorted the neighboring Yellow Dragon Lord. “Such a vibrant young man is most likely from our Chaoyang Province.”

The other big shots: “…”

You call a young man who commands the undead, shrouded in black mist, riding a frost dragon with a mountain of bones and corpses at his back—vibrant?

The Cold Moon City Lord lifted her chin slightly. “As expected of my pick, Tianyuan. His talent is indeed no less than mine.”

The big shots: “…”

Could we stick to the facts and have some shame?

Purely in terms of development time, Tianyuan has already left the past you in the dust by several blocks.

Of course, such a comparison isn’t entirely fair. The Taixuan Alliance is stronger now than it was years ago, offering more support to newcomers; this year’s Golden List rewards are several times more generous than previous editions…

But even considering all these factors, Tianyuan’s talent still surpasses Han Yue’s.

However,

“Talent is just talent. Many with exceptional talent eventually fade into obscurity…” The Heartfelt City Lord stroked the white cat in her arms, her phoenix eyes gazing at the retreating lords as she spoke slowly. “Why not let me take him under my wing? Under my guidance, he’ll surely grow and progress at a faster pace.”

You’re dreaming!

“He’s the newcomer I endorsed!”

“But what can you do besides hack and slash? I, on the other hand, can offer the young man warmth for his soul.”To be honest, Heartfelt City Lord had indeed trained many outstanding newcomers.

Among her disciples, three had even stepped into the Legendary Realm.

In comparison, Han Yue seemed only capable of slashing and hacking.

The two stood in sharp opposition, their gazes clashing in the air like thunder and sparks.

Mount Luofu Master took a sip of tea and spoke with a faint smile, “Qingxin isn’t wrong. Talent is just talent after all. No matter how much potential Tianyuan holds for the future, right now he’s merely a Lord with some modest strength.”

“We shouldn’t place too much pressure on him, nor should we harbor excessive expectations. We must remember that we are the ones holding the front lines.”

“Of course, we shouldn’t let him become too arrogant either. However, I believe outstanding young people like Tianyuan have their own ideas and paths. We simply need to provide them with sufficient time and stage for growth, then watch and wait.”

Xixiang City Lord, Microstar, and others nodded in agreement.

Though Cold Moon City Lord possessed extraordinary talent, it was only after entering the Legendary Realm that she forged her formidable reputation with her own sword.

They couldn’t focus too much on newcomers’ talent or burden them with excessive expectations and pressure just because Cold Moon City Lord had advanced rapidly – this would only produce adverse effects. Moreover, there had been many exceptionally talented individuals in the past who either fell or faded into obscurity.

Over a decade ago, there was a Lord from their generation who possessed the ‘Rare Light of Humanity’ talent. By consuming additional Soul Sand, he could use Random Remnant Souls to recruit rare-tier human troops.

This talent was extremely formidable in the early stages.

That Lord had left Xixiang City Lord, Microstar and others far behind with this talent, enjoying unparalleled prominence for a time.

Yet now, he remains merely a Great Lord.

Because talent doesn’t determine everything. The world of Lords changes in the blink of an eye – it’s common for the exceptionally talented to fall while the obscure rise to prominence.

Sometimes, opportunity matters more than talent.

Tianyuan’s talent, of course, was beyond comparison with that Lord’s. Gaining recognition from three epic figures was enough to prove his extraordinary nature.

But no matter how great Tianyuan’s talent, even if he possessed 99% potential to become a national pillar, he still needed time to gradually realize it.

Currently, Tianyuan’s power remained quite limited. He didn’t yet have sufficient capability to perform solo on grand stages like the world arena, let alone on platforms like Taixuan.

However, on the rising star stage of the Dragon Court Competition, Tianyuan possessed competitive strength.

To some extent, he injected decent power into this season’s relatively weak Taixuan delegation.

Mount Luofu Master gazed at the various commanders surrounding Tianyuan.

The blue-faced, fanged Rakshasa; the blood-robed Red Robe; the black-armored Lu Liu…

Perhaps the strength Tianyuan could bring wasn’t just “decent” after all.

Mount Luofu Master smiled from the heart.

“I hope you can begin dancing freely from this stage.”

……

In the waiting area, figures of various Lords appeared one after another.

“Tianyuan has emerged too.”

“He actually lasted until the end? I never expected him to be such a survival expert.”

“Is it possible that Lord Tianyuan fought through to the end?”

The newly promoted Lords appeared relatively relaxed, having rested long enough, unlike the just-retired batch of Lords who wore expressions of fatigue and tension.While competing for the title of the number one Tianyuan supporter, Jiang Luoxing and Wang Ba believed that the great Tianyuan wouldn’t be completely lying low.

He might have already torn apart countless bosses with his bare hands.

Clap~ Clap~

Gentle applause echoed through the air.

The waiting area began to transform, and when they regained their senses, they found themselves back before the esteemed figures.

Mount Luofu Master stroked his beard and spoke with a smile, “This year’s military exercise has officially concluded. Everyone performed admirably, and I believe you will all become the future of Taixuan.”

“Now, let us announce the battle records of each Lord from this exercise.”

Both new and veteran Lords grew tense.

Newcomers like Jiang Luoxing considered avoiding last place a victory.

Newcomers like Shen Lei fixed their gaze intently on Tianyuan, their eyes filled with anticipation and fervor.

For the veteran Lords, there was only one goal: securing the representative spot.

In this atmosphere, even Mu Yuan felt somewhat nervous. Through their mental link, he said to Deadbone and Dolai:

“Given our performance, it’s probably… 99% certain, right?”

Deadbone recalled and pondered.

Only 99%—no wonder the Lord wasn’t entirely satisfied. It needed to reflect and introspect further.

Second update…

(End of chapter)