Chapter 0166: Unstoppable Momentum

On an island bordering the Dragon Language Empire and the Azure Wander Kingdom, the Sacred Mountain stood tall, as always, radiating a light and peaceful energy.
At that moment, atop the temple, Pope Hades and other high-ranking members of the Church stood below the main hall with expressions of reverence, while above the hall stood the four-winged angel Tobid.
The Yellow Dragon army had launched an attack, forcing Pope Hades and the other Church’s elite to flee back to the Sacred Mountain.
It was utterly unexpected that both the dragon clan and the Church’s army would be forced to retreat—this development shocked Tobid, who, usually staying in the temple’s alternate space, also came out.
“A hundred thousand troops, all at level seven or above!” The deep voice of the four-winged angel Tobid echoed through the temple.
“Yes, Lord Tobid!” Pope Hades replied respectfully.
“That Yellow Dragon is truly astonishing!” Tobid exclaimed in awe.
The name “Yellow Dragon” had only reached his ears less than half a year ago, yet its deeds even earned the admiration of a four-winged angel like him.
Yet, this Yellow Dragon stood firmly against the Church.
“Lord Tobid, should we go and intercept him this time?” Pope Hades suggested.
To fight fire with fire—since the Yellow Dragon used interception as a tactic against them, they wanted to do the same to him.
“Intercept them? With you?” The four-winged angel Tobid smiled, then glanced at the Church’s high-ranking members above the hall. All of them, including Pope Hades, bowed their heads.
These Church elites had all been nearly killed by the Yellow Dragon just over a month ago and barely escaped.
Tobid’s mockery filled them with shame, but no one dared to speak up, not even Pope Hades.
Indeed, if they tried to follow the Yellow Dragon’s example and intercept him en route, it would only be suicide.
Interception? It depended on who was intercepting and who was being intercepted.
When they fled, they felt as if they’d escaped death by a narrow margin.
“But it’s fine this way. I wanted to meet this Yellow Dragon anyway. Since he’s come here himself, I don’t need to make the trip.” After a while, Tobid said.
“I’ll see if this Yellow Dragon is really that powerful, enough to force even the dragon clan and the Church’s sixty sacred sites to retreat.” A cold glint appeared in Tobid’s eyes. “Attacking the Sacred Mountain? Young man, you’re too impulsive. I’ll make sure he never returns!”
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Amidst the murmurs and astonishment of all, Huanglong’s army marched at incredible speed, traveling a thousand miles a day without pause. What amazed everyone even more was that this army of one hundred thousand soldiers seemed indestructible, resting not once in three days. Such rapid marching had never been seen before on the Continent of Hengyuan.

An army all at level seven or above moving at such speed—just imagining it from afar would be like seeing a dark cloud drifting by. Yet with each step of this seemingly light cloud, the ground within dozens of miles around it trembled violently. In the face of such a massive army, everything within even dozens of miles had to stay far away.

When passing through the edge of the Magical Beast Mountains, they encountered a group of mid-level ant-eaters. These ant-eaters were at levels four to five, while the Ant-Eater King was at level six. Hundreds of thousands of these ant-eaters surged forth and clashed with Huanglong’s army of ghosts. But in the face of that hundred-thousand-strong army of ghosts, they were like being hit by a hurricane, swept back, retreating wave after wave. By the time Huanglong’s army passed by, the corpses of hundreds of thousands of ant-eaters covered dozens of miles. Some mercenaries who had stayed at a distance dared to approach cautiously only an hour after the army left.

Upon arriving at the scene, they were all stunned. Hundreds of thousands of ant-eaters—although only at levels four or five—had all died in less than an hour? And the corpse of the Ant-Eater King was buried among them, impossible to find. When the news spread, everyone on the Continent of Hengyuan was speechless with shock.

Previously, many had speculated that Huanglong’s army was “strong on the surface but weak inside,” but now they realized their mistake was huge. Such battlefield achievements could only be described as terrifying. When this news reached some high-ranking officials and soldiers of the Blizzard Empire, it caused widespread panic. If hundreds of thousands of ant-eaters were wiped out in an hour, how long could the empire’s several million-strong army hold out?

Now, the defense forces along the Blizzard Empire’s border had been increased to two million! Two million was already one-third of the empire’s total military strength. But how long could these two million soldiers resist? Some high-ranking officials of the Blizzard Empire even fled at the mere mention of Huanglong’s army. With the empire in chaos even before Huanglong’s forces reached them, nothing, not even the efforts of Emperor Lin Er, could restore order. In the face of death, no one wanted to die.

More than a month later, Huanglong’s army finally reached the borders of the Blizzard Empire.

Standing in front of his vast army, Huang Long glanced at the border wall of the Blizzard Empire, over ten zhang high, located hundreds of zhang ahead, and sneered.
Although Daina was the mastermind behind the Zhao family’s misfortune, Lin Er must have approved of her actions; otherwise, the Zhao family in the imperial city of the Blizzard Empire would not have met such a tragic end. Thus, Lin Er could not shirk responsibility.
First, Lin Er broke the alliance with the Huang family, and then the Zhao family suffered a tragic fate.
Naturally, Huang Long would not attack the imperial city of the Blizzard Empire as he had done to the Dragon Speech Empire’s palace, killing just a few people and calling it a day—that would be too lenient for Lin Er.
Huang Long wanted the Blizzard Empire to sink forever. Starting from the border and conquering city after city until reaching the imperial city of the Blizzard Empire was the most effective method.
“Young master, shall we attack now?” Bog rode his battle pet, the Fire Snake, up to Huang Long’s side and asked.
“Hmm. Tell them: those who surrender will live; those who resist will die!” Huang Long’s icy voice rang out.
Bog replied respectfully, then turned around and shouted at the Blizzard Empire’s defense forces, “Listen up! My young master says: those who surrender will live; those who resist will die!”
Bog’s voice, infused with magic, spread far and wide, reaching several miles. It caused chaos among the soldiers of the Blizzard Empire, with the turmoil growing louder. Gradually, some people began to shout, “I surrender! I surrender!”
Originally, the morale of the Blizzard Empire’s army was already low when Huang Long’s army approached. With Bog’s loud command, some soldiers, thinking they could survive, naturally chose to surrender. But as soon as they shouted, they were killed by some generals.
Gradually, the morale of the Blizzard Empire’s army stabilized.
“Since that’s the case, we can’t be blamed. Kill them!” After a while, Huang Long spoke slowly.
Upon hearing the order, the King of Ghosts roared, “Kill them!”
Instantly, the hundred-thousand ghost army behind him surged like a black wave toward the border of the Blizzard Empire.
As the two armies clashed, the powerful warriors from the Holy Land were not allowed to intervene, so Huang Long and the others would not take action.
Soon, the hundred-thousand ghost army reached the base of the high walls surrounding the Blizzard Empire. The generals of the Blizzard Empire panicked and ordered repeated attacks. Amidst the deafening noise, iron arrows flew down like locusts. Yet, when those arrows reached within dozens of zhang of the ghost army, they were all crushed into powder by the swirling black magic energy.
With a loud boom, the massive city gates, several meters thick and over ten meters high, were blown open and then sent flying back, crushing countless soldiers inside the Blizzard Empire’s city.
It was an unstoppable advance!

As the hundred-thousand army of ghosts moved, they resembled a dense, unbreakable cloud of darkness, with a faint black magical energy flowing between each of them. The armies of the Blizzard Empire that stood in their way were flung backward like ants before a storm. When these ghosts were occasionally wounded, they would heal automatically under that flowing black magical energy, returning to their original state in no time. Seeing this incredible and eerie scene, every soldier of the Blizzard Empire was filled with terror. Shouts, screams of battle, and cries of agony filled the air. Yet this situation didn’t last long before it fell silent. One hundred-thousand ghosts against two million soldiers of the Blizzard Empire! More than three hours later, over two million soldiers of the Blizzard Empire had either fled or died, their army in complete disarray. What was even more terrifying was that not a single one of the hundred-thousand ghosts was injured! Not a single injury! Not even a death! When the news spread, the Hengyuan Continent was utterly shocked. What kind of army was this? Everyone felt terrified. Each of them seemed to be an invincible death god! Huang Long’s army broke through the borders of the Blizzard Empire, causing panic and chaos among its citizens. But these citizens soon realized that Huang Long’s army ignored them and moved straight to the next city. They were astonished. The Blizzard Empire had the strongest border defenses, yet it took just over three hours to break through them. For the subsequent cities, it would take less than an hour. Even after more than a dozen cities were captured, some city lords abandoned their towns and fled. In just one day, Huang Long had conquered one-twentieth of the Blizzard Empire’s territory. If this continued, the entire empire would fall within a month. Against Huang Long’s terrifying army of ghosts, the Blizzard Empire was at a complete disadvantage. Although people had expected the empire to be unable to resist Huang Long’s army, the speed of its advance still shocked everyone. In the palace of the Blizzard Empire, on the first day, Lin Er listened to the ongoing battle reports from his ministers, roaring in fury. The entire court was filled with unease, tension, and panic. An invisible pressure weighed down every corner of the empire. Yet, aside from ordering his troops to suppress the enemy, Lin Er had no other solutions. In the face of Huang Long’s terrifyingly powerful army of ghosts, all promises were meaningless. All the kingdoms and duchies that once relied on the Blizzard Empire remained completely indifferent.

Now, Lin Er finally understood the helpless situation the Huang family faced when the Dragon Clan and the Church’s army pressed down on the Kingdom of Lutong.