Eternal Sacred King

asty would send this many people.”

“Their leader seems to be the Golden Core genius of the Great You Dynasty, Gu Luonan.”

“It’s him!”

Mu Dongqing had a stern expression.
“By the looks of it, the Great You Dynasty seems to want to fight badly for the Vermilion Fruit.”

Arriving before the Great Qian Ruins, Gu Luonan paused for a moment and waved his arm, leading the Golden Cores behind him to charge into the ruins.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

All of a sudden!

A shuddering sound could be heard from the distant horizons, rumbling like thunder as though a massive army was arriving.

Before long, dozens of ancient war chariots appeared, pulled by divine steeds prancing in the air.
The chariots charged over with an endless killing intent!

War flags flew everywhere, fluttering loudly.

There were around three people on each chariot, all wearing battle armor and emitting a steely aura with sharp gazes.

The arrival of the dozens of ancient chariots was majestic and instantly attracted countless gazes.
The cultivators nearby the ruins could vaguely feel their hearts thumping.

Two gigantic words were written on the war flags – Taba!

“They’re from the Taba clan!”

Mu Dongqing’s heart skipped a beat.

Apart from the four dynasties, there were four gentry clans in the North Region – the Murong, Yuwen, Dugu and Taba clans.

These four gentry clans existed at the establishment of the Great Qian Empire and had a long lineage.

When the capital was destroyed overnight 10,000 years ago, leading to the split of the Great Qian Empire, the four gentry clans left the control of the Great Qian Empire one after another as well.

The four gentry clans were cultivation clans with immense strength and deep foundations that even surpassed Great Zhou and the other three dynasties!

“To think that even Golden Cores of the Taba would be here!”

“I heard that paragons of the four gentry clans have arrived, wanting to claim the Vermilion Fruit and reign over the North Region!”

“Their leader seems to be the peerless genius of the Taba clan, Taba Feng.
With a nasty temper and a cruel character, he loves to fight!”

There were other cultivators hiding nearby Mu Dongqing and Bai Yuhan, discussing in hushed whispers.

Among the dozens of chariots, only one of them led by the front.
Pulled by five extremely long divine steeds, the sounds of their neighs were shuddering.

A single person stood on the chariot with a mighty figure and a haughty aura, letting off a feeling of savageness!

When Gu Luonan of the Great You Dynasty caught sight of that person, his expression changed and he took a breath of air before revealing a faint smile, cupping his fists.
“It’s you, Brother Taba.
I’ve long heard of your great name.”

This was a common pleasantry between cultivators but it attracted stifled laughter from the Taba clansmen.

Taba Feng swept his gaze over and hollered, “Where did this ant come from? How dare you call me on equal terms!”

His words showed no respect for Gu Luonan at all.

Gu Luonan was also a top-tier expert of the Golden Core realm and had never endured such ridicule before.
Instantly, his expression darkened.

Upon seeing that, Taba Feng sneered, “Good, good! How dare you give me such an attitude! Don’t leave then! All of you shall stay here!”

“Kill!”

Slapping his storage bag, Taba Feng retrieved an extremely domineering halberd.
Waving his arm with a holler, he whipped the ropes and his chariot charged over!

The Taba clansmen behind him followed his orders and dozens of chariots moved at the same time.

The war drums echoed deafeningly.

The aura was so immense that it seemed like it could crush everything!

“Prepare for battle!”

Gu Luonan’s expression changed.

He had not expected that a single statement from him would cause a huge battle to break out!

Boom!

The dozens of chariots charged into the Great You army murderously, tearing apart the Golden Core army that had more than a thousand people.

That single charge caused nearly a hundred Golden Cores to be trampled into meat sludge by the chariots!

At the front, Taba Feng was even more terrifying, standing at the front of the chariot waving his halberd with frightening strength – none of the Golden Cores could survive a single round against him.

Everywhere the chariots passed, a trail of blood would appear!

One after another, figures fell from the skies helplessly.

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