Chapter 705: Submit or Die—Invincible While I Stand

The leader was a man with blue sideburns and double pupils, standing about nine feet tall. He rode a horse as black as ink, without a speck of other color, and held a crescent halberd in his hand, its blade gleaming brightly.

“Even a ruined ship has three thousand nails. To think you could escape the valley, Prince at the end of the road, you do have some skill. But, it ends here.”

The double-pupiled man urged his horse forward slowly, as if he was a mountain pressing down.

Facing Han Xiaoru’s rapid charge, a cold smile flickered at the corner of his mouth. With a “whoosh,” his great halberd sprung up, tracing a bizarre route, already blocking the way ahead.

This diagonal swipe and backslash of the halberd, seemingly executed with ease, felt like wielding a mere straw, appearing powerless. However, the deafening roar as the halberd’s blade pierced the air, told everyone that his strike was of immense power, not to be taken head-on.

For others, naturally, it was best to avoid the real and attack the false, dissipate force with force. Yet Han Xiaoru was different.

Seeing the approaching halberd, her eyes suddenly brightened intensely.

With a light exclamation, she grasped the spear with one hand, transforming it into a sword, slicing and stabbing, a move that could decide the Central Plains. With combined dissolution and attack, she parried the halberd’s edge and thrust towards the throat of the double-pupiled warrior.

The long spear thrust forward, creating multiple shadows, the air exploded layer by layer.

Regardless of power or speed, she had reached the peak of her current physique.

“Fine martial arts.”

The crescent halberd wielded by the double-pupiled man retracted slightly, spinning into a circle, returning to a defensive position. The horse beneath him jumped back several steps, his body shook violently, and his upper body leaned back abruptly. The green beard beneath his chin was already cut off by half a strand by the spear’s point.

Yet Han Xiaoru, for the first time, suffered great loss in the confrontation.

As the spear and halberd clashed and a circle of ripples exploded, she lost balance on her horse’s back, flew backward for over ten feet, and fell in a somersault.

She only felt her right arm swollen and numb, and the tiger’s mouth holding the spear seeped with blood.

“Such strength.”

Having felt the other’s power, Han Xiaoru not only wasn’t disappointed but was even more excited.

She knew that her junior brother’s previous assumptions and judgments were not wrong at all.

On the Chu Kingdom’s side, there must be the protection of the Heaven-Reaching Tower. Otherwise, in a world without Qi Blood Power or Inner Qi Energy, this person’s strength could not reach such a level.

Han Xiaoru herself practiced the Horizontal Training of Tendons and Bones, cultivating the Primordial Golden Body Technique since childhood. Her mastery of physical power was almost phenomenal.

Even against opponents with higher realm, stronger power, and speed, she had fought before. She was a born combat genius.

Often able to overturn the unfavorable situations.

And achieve breakthroughs.

This was determined by her personal character and fighting spirit.

During this encounter, she found that her power was constantly being crushed; the other’s power was at least three times stronger than her own body.

In other words, the other’s power should be two to three thousand pounds.

In her original world, this level of power was really nothing; just achieving the Silver Body Realm could directly suppress it.

But in this world, which does not nurture Extraordinary Power, the human body has its limits.

Under these circumstances, for the other’s power to be three times his natural strength was very unusual.

Moreover, this person not only mastered battlefield martial skills but also wielded an exquisite halberd technique, extremely formidable.

Far superior to the Yan Kingdom pursuing soldiers, than generals like Shentu Hong and Sun Yao, the latter’s strength was several times higher.

Such a figure, how could he be nameless?

In the wild, he would be a famous chivalrous hero; in the court, he would at least be a renowned general.

“Chongtong Fierce Tiger Dong Chongming, Sanhai Tower dares to block my sister and me from entering Chu. Is this Emperor Qing’s order?”

Princess Zheng Dongli said mournfully, “Or was it a command from my Imperial Grandmother?”

The Yan Kingdom and the Chu Kingdom, having generations of kinship, had strong ties and were well-acquainted with the celebrities of the two countries.

Zheng Dongli, as the Princess of Yan, was renowned for her wisdom. She was not confined to the inner chambers only knowing how to apply makeup, compose poetry, a silly literary woman, or an aristocratic lady.

She not only understood court affairs well but was also not ignorant of other countries’ political and military situations. Upon seeing the man’s figure and martial arts, she recognized him at once.

At this moment, she even momentarily forgot the danger around her, filled with sadness and incredulity.

Having traveled thousands of miles to reach Chu Territory, if treated with such disrespect, then where in the world could she find a place to settle? How could she avenge her grievances?

Hope is a thing that seems formless and invisible; once lost, it can utterly destroy a person’s will.

Leaving them unable to find a reason to live.

“You mistook me for someone else.”

Dong Chongming’s expression was indifferent, his gaze distant. Although he was amazed that the advancing team was unharmed by boulders and arrows, he did not feel overly concerned.

The ambush on the peaks on both sides was essentially just for harassment.

It could not deal with too formidable masters.

It wasn’t too strange for a Prince of Yan to travel with masters accompanying.

To really succeed in this mission, he had to rely on his companions.

His gaze lingered long on a small figure beside the carriage, noticing the faint gleam in the other’s hand, deflecting boulders and arrows without notice, injuring no one. Knowing that alone, he might return without success.

“Brother Li, General Gu, I rely on you to act.”

Dong Chongming requested earnestly.

“Rest assured, General Dong, this is easy.”