Long Live The Emperor!-Chapter 23

Turning The World Upside Down With One Hand

Xia Ji did not dodge.

Amidst the extreme movement, he had suddenly quietened.

Everything around him fell silent.

His left hand pulled out a few shadows, freeze-framed in a certain posture, and suddenly he formed a gesture of respect. Following this action, black flammules poured out from tens of thousands of pores.

A massive surface, three meters tall, emerged out of nowhere and a Buddha’s form appeared instantly!

There was a furious expression on the figure while raging flames burnt behind it. The huge, dark Buddha had its head held high while its eyes were Xia Ji’s eyes. He gazed coldly toward the violent light emanating from the hostile ax.

Boom!!!

The giant ax fell with a resonating crash onto the Aryaacalanatha’s Buddhist form. The ax went through it for half a meter, causing the Buddha to shift slightly, but it was never more than just a slight movement.

Right at that moment, the ten-meter tall Frost Giant wielding the ax was completely stunned.

Even the Frost Giant shorties around him, who were around five to six meters tall, had looks of confusion scribbled on their faces.

As far as they could recall, every time their warrior swung his ax, it did not matter who the other party was, that opponent would always be chopped in half. Why was this black-armored shorty so resilient?

The Frost Giant with the mystic blue snake accessory tried to lift his ax again but found that it was being held down by a strong force.

The huge, black Buddha gripped onto the back of the ax with its left hand while the black-armored shorty looked at the Frost Giant with a condescending smile on his lips.

The giant tried fervently to raise his arm, but the giant ax remained unmoving, as if suppressed by a range of mountains.

Boom!!

Xia Ji’s left hand pressed onto the giant ax while he seized the opportunity to gain the upper hand.

He transformed into a black light.

The dark halberd in his right hand glowed with a furiously bright and burning light that crept from the handles, to the double-crescents, to the tip of the blades.

Nine burning suns rose to the very top from his inner vitality of the Nine Suns.

Even though he knew the best way to utilize the Hundred Form, he chose the bluntest and most violent method.

It was impolite not to reciprocate and even though he had desecrated etiquette, he insisted on ‘returning the favor’ to the other party.

The Imperial Prince of the Shang Dynasty tightly gripped the handle of his 18-foot dark halberd.

He used the same crashing force and swung up a blinding, blazing, burning sun in brilliant light and filled it with an orb of sunlight before hurling it toward the ten-meter Frost Giant.

The giant barely had time to lift his ax to block the attack.

The violent attack was dished out at close range. The Hell Suppression plus the Nine Suns, physical strength plus powerful inner strength, caused the ax handle to explode upon contact.

The momentum did not cease as it continued to tear through the body of the ten-meter giant, cutting a deep wound of more than half a meter on his body!

However, the skin of the giant was durable and his muscles were dense. The strength of his bones was several times that of a normal human being.

As the dark halberd tore apart his flesh, a mystic color of blue blood came pouring out from the giant’s body.

The pressure of the flowing blood pressed against the blades of the halberd.

The blood was extremely frosty, like icy water melting profusely from a thousand-year-old iceberg. It extinguished the fiery burn of the inner vitality of the Nine Suns.

This was the unique blood that belonged only to the Frost Giants.

If these five to six-meter tall giants could weather a rain of arrows without harm, then this ten-meter tall giant would reign invincible even if he stood against an army of a hundred thousand. It was the presence of such a giant at the frontlines that made it possible for the Heir Apparent’s army of a hundred thousand to be completely obliterated.

However, Xia Ji did not use his full power. He had other thoughts in mind.

Thoughts were still thoughts, and the killing had to continue.

His halberd came down hard and slashed through the half meter of the wound he had induced previously onto the ten-meter Frost Giant, cracking one of his ribs.

He borrowed the momentum from the attack’s rebound.

Once again, he leaped a few meters upward as he held the Great Darkness Halberd up high above him.

The halberd’s tip fused with the Nine Suns and shone across the land bathed in moonlight. It brought along a glittering golden light and a raging storm of a whirlwind as it crashed down with inhuman force once again!

The Frost Giant was stunned. The wound had caused him intolerable pain throughout his body and had induced him into a vicious rage. He grabbed his giant ax, which was left with only half a handle, and swung out a chilling glow as he faced the attack straight on.

Boom!

The ax was cut.

Both of the ten-meter giant’s hands bled a mystic blue as blood dripped from between his thumb and index finger. The moment his blood flowed, it transformed into freezing ice that covered the wound.

The giant lifted his head and saw that the black-armored shorty was not affected in any way. Instead, the shorty had once again borrowed the momentum from the attack and soared into the air as he swung the dark halberd. The blade tip of the halberd was as bright as the brilliant, blazing sun and blinded the Frost Giant, who was unable to look directly at it.

Then, the giant made a decision he had never considered before in his life. He tumbled over to hide from the attack.

Boom!!

Xia Jie came crashing down, with the dark halberd in tow!

The ground cracked from the powerful force that came down at it. Tons of ice, snow, and frosted soil and rocks were sprayed into the air from the solid earth. The ground had been shattered as it collapsed into a deep chasm.

The other five to six meter Frost Giants were left dumbfounded. Their morale started to plummet and they even seemed to have lost the will to continue battling. Their minds were pretty clear about making a decision. They actually dragged their spiked clubs and made a run for where they came from.

No more fighting.

They could not win.

What was the point of continuing the fight?

However, heavy steps sounded from somewhere nearby.

Two other Fronts Giants who were ten meters tall came rushing over. One of them had a mystic blue beetle on him while the other carried a mystic blue eyeball.

The former had two gigantic spiked clubs while the latter had a gigantic mace covered with spikes.

Whoosh!

A spiked club was thrown out from afar.

The first Frost Giant who was attempting to escape quickly caught the weapon and turned around once again as he followed the other two forward in attack.

The strongest among the three Frost Giants was like a trotting horse as he circled Xia Ji and engaged in combat.

This battle formation literally shook the earth and mountains.

The tremors surrounding the battlefield had stopped the skirmish between the human soldiers and warriors from both sides.

It was clear that the battle on this side would be the deciding fight of the entire war. If the Seventh Imperial Prince of the Shang Dynasty won, it would be a victory for the Shang Dynasty. If the three Frost Giants won, it would be Guifang’s victory.

These fighting forces were too powerful. As the vanguards of the battle, they were capable of tearing everything apart!

Just as the Frost Giants had obliterated the Heir Apparent and his army of one thousand at the frontlines and sieged the Wolf Restraining Pass, if this Imperial Prince was able to defeat the three Frost Giants, he could also lead the remaining Shang Dynasty soldiers to finish off those hoarding here from Guifang.

Under the moonlight, the people in the Imperial City watched from afar.

The demonic yet divine dark figure was fighting against three Frost Giants who were all ten meters tall. The battle of these four had long surpassed the scope of what was considered normal fighting and killing on the battlefield. The booming crashes sounded like raging thunder while the ground was filled with a dull drumming.

One against three.

No, it was three against one.

Clearly, it was the three Frost Giants going up against the Shang Dynasty’s Imperial Prince.

Eunuch Mei pushed the steward toward the broken city wall. They were both silent. There was an overwhelming, bright, and agitated look dancing in Eunuch Mei’s eyes while a grim look flashed in the steward’s eyes.

‘Your Highness, I’m afraid I won’t be able to complete the task you have given me. The Seventh Imperial Prince has ruined your plans with his prowess, and is about to turn the tables on this destined sacrificial event.’

‘I’ve witnessed this with my own eyes. The Seventh Imperial Prince is the true royal among the people.’

‘Why is he the son of Imperial Concubine Yu?!’

‘Why is that?’

‘?’

‘It’s such a pity… Your Highness.’

Eunuch Mei said aloud, “Steward, if His Highness wins, let’s serve him alongside one another. Our limbs may be broken, but the Art of Marionette is aplenty in the world. Our broken limbs can be refitted into puppets and even though, from today onward, our inner vitality can only complete microscopic circulation, but puppets can still serve with their unexpected killing skills.”

The steward sighed and said, “Eunuch Mei, what do you think the Seventh Imperial Prince wants?

Eunuch Mei replied, “I have always been a mere servant and have never understood the thoughts of my master.”

The steward smiled. “I need you to take me somewhere.”

Eunuch Mei said, “Your bet with the Seventh Imperial Prince hasn’t ended yet.”

The steward took another look at the frightening, bloody battlefield as he flashed a smile. “What’s more to see. Let’s go… I’m not escaping. There’s no way to escape at all. I just need to get something.”

Moonlight.

Like frost.

The battlefield.

The spiked clubs of two Frost Giants had been shattered.

Their bodies had deep slash wounds with mystic blue blood staining everywhere. The blood might be able to instantly freeze and cover the wound, but the giants had to endure the searing pain as well.

These two giants had lost the courage to continue fighting. In addition to that, they had lost their weapons and could only fall back and watch the top warrior of the Frost Giants exchange blows with that black armored monster.

Of course. Despite their limited mental capacity, they had clearly made out the distinguished difference between this black armored monster and the other shorties. They were completely different living beings.

That was why they were willing to bestow the respect of calling him the strongest shorty of them all.

No, it should be black armored monster!

They craned their necks, eager to see if their top warrior was able to beat this black armored monster and send him flying through the air.

Their warrior now had his weapon in hand as he fought with the black-armored monster in a more traditional form. They took turns attacking each other, one blow a time. The one who could not take the attack would be crushed.

As the top warrior among the Frost Giants, Luo Luo was worthy of his moniker. However, even he was having a tough time in the fight right now.

The spiked mace in his hand was not a common weapon and could not be shattered by the dark halberd, but it was because of his weapon being unable to be broken that he had been thrown into a position of suffering.

Every time he exchanged blows with his enemy, the other party would come down at him with two powerful hits. Once the first attack started to subside, the second force would crash down at the precise moment of the quiet subsiding attack, pressuring him so much it made his blood boil.

His internal organs might be much stronger than a human, but the repeated attacks still gave him tremendous pain.

Finally…

Luo Luo lifted his head and spat out a huge amount of mystic blue bloody mist.

He made the decision to stop fighting and dragged his spiked mace behind him as he turned to escape.

The other Frost Giants followed suit when they saw their top warrior fleeing the battlefield.

Xia Ji fell to the ground and took a deep breath. After the extreme workout, he too, felt his muscles and veins starting to ache.

However, he did not stop there. His expression changed slightly and he shouldered the dark halberd and chased after them from afar.

The results of the battle stunned everyone who was watching.

The Shang Dynasty side erupted in cheers, their morale reaching such a peak one could almost see it burn ferociously. Guifang, on the other hand, started to retreat.

The tables had turned because of the power of one man!

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