Frontline Combat: Live Streaming the Tianji Pavilion's Secrets While Playing the Savior

Northern Frontier, Demon-Suppressing Great Wall.

The purplish-black sky looked as if it had been torn open by a massive rift. The sickeningly thick stench of rot and blood transformed into a tangible, ghostly wind that frantically battered against the defensive light barrier of the Great Wall.

Roar——!!

The bizarre, hundred-zhang-tall flesh mountain, stitched together from countless severed limbs, let out a soul-piercing shriek. This roar carried an intense mental pollution, morphing into visible gray sonic waves that violently crashed against the array shield.

Crack...

A faint crack actually appeared on the indestructible shield!

Pfft! On the city wall, several aristocratic family heads with cultivation bases only at the Acupoint Opening Realm turned deathly pale. Spitting out mouthfuls of blood, they slumped softly to the ground. And this was with the shield in the way; had they faced that monster directly, they probably would have instantly mutated into mindless aberrations!

What the hell is that thing?! The Night Fiends recorded in ancient texts never had such terrifying mass! The Valley Master of Fire Cloud Valley retreated in terror, even his proud fire-attribute astral qi paling in the face of this freezing, evil aura.

Compared to these pampered old fogeys who were only good at throwing their weight around at home, the ones truly holding the front lines were the young prodigies who were usually tormented half to death by Wang Hao.

Pavilion of Prodigies, form the Lesser Heavenly Cycle Demon-Purging Array!

Xiao Chen wiped the bloody water from his face and raised his broken sword high, his peak True Intent Realm sword qi soaring into the sky. Beside him, Ye Guyun, Wanyan Gu, and the others wasted no words. Following the muscle memory beaten into them with whips by the imperial guard instructors over the past few months in the Great Zhou military camp, they swiftly took their positions.

The auras of over a dozen peerless prodigies instantly linked into one, forming a massive golden sword of light that viciously slashed at an eighth-tier human-faced spider anomaly attempting to scale the wall!

Boom!

The sword light exploded, splitting the seventh-tier anomaly in half. Foul-smelling bodily fluids splashed all over Xiao Chen and the others, but they forcefully managed to defend a gap in the city wall.

Huff... Huff... Xiao Chen panted heavily. Looking at Ye Guyun, who had cooperated with him flawlessly, a sudden flash of enlightenment rose in his heart.

Over these past few months, Wang Hao had forced them to fight death row inmates in the Heavenly Prison, forced them to undergo grueling marches with the border army, and forced them to learn military array coordination... At the time, every one of them had cursed the tyrant in their hearts for being inhumane, treating prodigies like mere foot soldiers.

But it was not until today, truly facing this overwhelming tide of anomalies, that Xiao Chen realized with a shudder that if it were not for Wang Hao's demonic military training, and they had relied on their old martial world habits of fighting solo and breaking all laws with a single sword, at least half of their group of prodigies would have died in that last wave of impact!

In this man's eyes, it seemed he had long anticipated today's bloody battle and had made all the preparations for war in advance!

Thinking of this, Xiao Chen could not help but look up toward the beacon tower at the highest point of the Great Wall.

There, Wang Hao was sitting upright in a grand armchair brought from who knows where, holding a cup of top-grade spirit tea, even leisurely blowing on the tea leaves floating on the surface.

Beside Wang Hao, the Director of the Eastern Depot, Wei Zhongxian, and several array grandmasters were sweating profusely as they operated over a dozen massive Image Recording Crystals, focusing the lenses comprehensively and without blind spots on the battlefield.

Your Majesty, this... what time is it, and you still have the mood to drink tea?! An elder of the Purple Heaven Sect, who had just nearly had half his body corroded by a stray bullet-like splash of acid, scrambled and crawled to the bottom of the beacon tower, crying out in despair, The defense line is about to break! Please make a move, Your Majesty, or bring out all of Great Zhou's hidden reserves! If we keep fighting like this, everyone is going to die here!

Wang Hao lowered his eyelids, glancing down at this old fogey from on high, a mocking curve forming at the corner of his mouth.

What is the elder so anxious about? Just now in the Hall of Supreme Harmony, were you not speaking with a torrent of words, claiming that the Heavenly Dao Alliance's manifesto was filled with pearls of wisdom, and that being an armchair strategist was the truly safe approach? Wang Hao slowly and methodically took a sip of tea. What? Now that you are allowed to personally experience the great cause of fighting the Night Fiends, you are suddenly unwilling?

This old man was foolish! This old man knows his mistakes! Your Majesty, save me! The Purple Heaven Sect elder kowtowed like a pounding pestle, completely devoid of any demeanor of an expert.

Right at this moment, an eighth-tier mutated bone dragon with twin wings suddenly broke through the anti-air firepower net, diving straight toward the Purple Heaven Sect elder's position, lethal death energy swirling around its ghastly white bone claws.

Ahhh! Purple Heaven Divine Lightning! Break for me! The elder was scared out of his wits. Frantically squeezing his qi sea, he hurled out a bolt of purple lightning as thick as a water vat.

However, when the lightning struck the bone dragon, it only made it pause for a moment, completely enraging it instead. The bone dragon opened its bloody maw, looking as though it was about to swallow the elder, head and body together, in a single gulp!

The elder closed his eyes in despair.

Clang——!

A breathtaking blade light seemed to slash out from the void. One of Wang Hao's grand-uncles had made a move. The mid-stage Qi Controlling Realm expert descended like a heavenly god, severing the bone dragon's neck with a single strike. The massive skeletal frame crashed heavily beside the elder, kicking up a sky full of spirit fire that made the old man cough incessantly.

This royal ancestor did not even spare him a glance, coldly tossing down a sentence: Keep your eyes wide open, you trash, and see clearly how Great Zhou fights a war! Do not get in the way, roll to the back and stay there!

Having survived the ordeal, the Purple Heaven Sect elder slumped on the ground. Looking at the surrounding Great Zhou border troops and Demon-Suppressing Army, who were as silent as iron and advanced and retreated with perfect discipline, his old face flushed bright red, unable to utter a single word.

He finally understood just how laughable the sect foundations he took such pride in truly were in the face of a genuine world-ending tribulation, in the face of this meat grinder of a state machine.

That is about enough. On the beacon tower, Wang Hao set down his teacup.

The reason he had delayed taking action himself was, firstly, to borrow the hands of the anomaly tide to ruthlessly beat down these disobedient hidden sects, conveniently forcing out the trump cards they were keeping hidden; and secondly, to thoroughly drag this group of young prodigies into the mud, breaking apart their sectarian concepts and remolding their military souls.

Now, half of his goals had been achieved. It was time for the most important step.

Companion Wei, are the men from the Western Depot in position? Wang Hao asked indifferently.

Answering the Emperor, the Director of the Western Depot, Yu Huatian, has already led thirty top-tier array masters to ambush both sides of that flesh mountain. The twelve Heaven-Locking Image Recording Pillars have been fully deployed, ready to activate the highest-definition holographic projection recording at any moment! Wei Zhongxian answered respectfully, a gleam of excitement flashing in his eyes. His Majesty was holding back a major ultimate move to scheme against someone!

Very well.

Wang Hao stood up with his hands clasped behind his back. The terrifying pressure belonging to the peak of the Astral Qi Realm, mixed with the supreme imperial might of the True Dragon Son of Heaven, instantly soared into the sky!

Buzz——!

The entire Demon-Suppressing Great Wall let out an excited hum under this pressure, and even those frenzied monsters experienced a brief stagnation under this utmost yang, utmost resolute imperial might.

Shen Xue, Yun Meng, cover my flanks. Everyone else, hold your ground.

Before Wang Hao's voice could fade, his entire body transformed into a pure black dragon-shaped afterimage. He charged directly out of the Great Wall's energy shield, like a divine spear piercing through the darkness, pointing straight at the hundred-zhang-tall mountain of flesh!

Your Majesty, you must not! That is a ninth-tier anomaly! a Great Zhou general cried out in alarm.

However, Shen Xue and Yun Meng in mid-air did not hesitate in the slightest. After spending so much time with him, they understood Wang Hao too well. This cunning man, whose mind had more holes than a sieve and who always maximized his own interests, would absolutely never fight a battle he wasn't confident in winning!

Shen Xue's jade-like hands fluttered, and the law of absolute zero descended, instantly freezing dozens of high-tier anomalies around the mountain of flesh into ice sculptures. Yun Meng, on the other hand, transformed into the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox. The sky-filling fox fire turned into a fire dragon, forcefully smashing open a path leading straight to the mountain of flesh.

Roar!

The mountain of flesh sensed the immense threat. Countless deformed arms reached out to grab Wang Hao simultaneously, each strike carrying astral winds capable of tearing through space!

Shatter for me!

Wang Hao's eyes widened. He thrust out his right hand, unleashing the eighth palm of the Heaven-Imprisoning Earth-Overturning Palm, Azure Dragon Locks the Heavens, without any reservation. A phantom of a five-clawed golden dragon roared out, carrying a power that could incinerate everything, and slammed heavily into the chest of the mountain of flesh!

Rumble!!!

The earth shook and the mountains trembled!

The mountain of flesh, which could only be lightly injured even by heavy runic cannons, was forcefully blasted with a massive bloody hole over a dozen zhang in diameter by Wang Hao's strike! Foul-smelling black blood gushed out like a waterfall!

On the city wall, everyone was dumbfounded.

A peak Astral Qi Realm cultivator could actually severely harm a ninth-tier great anomaly. Was this even logical? This combat power was simply more terrifying than a human-shaped true dragon!

But Wang Hao's movements did not stop. He didn't press the attack; instead, his figure flashed, and he landed on top of the mountain of flesh's massive main head.

Yu Huatian! Zoom in the lens for me! Light it up! Close-up! Wang Hao suddenly channeled his true qi, letting out a massive roar that completely clashed with the serious atmosphere of the battlefield.

On both sides of the battlefield below, several hidden array lights instantly flared up. Intense spiritual light, like searchlights from modern society, locked firmly onto the head of the mountain of flesh. Dozens of recording crystals simultaneously activated their ultra-macro recording modes.

Only then did everyone discover in shock that on the pale, rotting forehead of the mountain of flesh, there was actually an extremely complex rune radiating a faint golden light branded onto it!

Although the rune was polluted by evil qi, the core Dao rhythm of it was all too familiar to the sect bigwigs present!

An inescapable net, calculating the secrets of heaven... That, that is the Heaven's Secret Pavilion's exclusive mark, the Heaven's Secret Seal! the Valley Master of Fire Cloud Valley shrieked like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

This mountain of flesh is not a naturally formed anomaly! It is a weapon of war that has been artificially modified, forcefully stitched together and birthed using secret arts! It is the Heaven's Secret Pavilion! The Heaven's Secret Pavilion is creating monsters to attack the Great Wall!

The old foxes in the Hall of Supreme Harmony who had not believed Zhao Hu's confession just a moment ago now witnessed this scene with their own eyes. They felt their worldviews completely collapse, and a chill rushed straight from the soles of their feet to the crowns of their heads!

The Heaven's Secret Pavilion, this sacred land that claimed to be neutral and had guarded the Eastern Wastelands for thousands of years, was actually the mastermind behind this catastrophe!

A satisfied sneer curled the corners of Wang Hao's mouth.

This was exactly the effect he wanted!

Earlier, Zhao Hu's confession was just empty words without proof. Now, on the Demon-Suppressing Great Wall, in front of the most powerful representatives in the world, he was exposing them live! A live broadcast!

Xie Wujiu of the Heaven's Secret Pavilion, today I will strip you down to your undergarments!

Sizzle...

As if sensing Wang Hao's naked malice, the Heaven's Secret Seal on the forehead of the mountain of flesh suddenly flickered violently. The golden light was replaced by a piercing blood-red.

Immediately after, that piece of flesh exploded, and a phantom of a massive blood eye, filled with endless resentment and a destructive aura, slowly formed in mid-air.

The blood eye stared fixedly at Wang Hao, and a hoarse voice that seemed to come from an ancient abyss exploded in everyone's minds:

Wang Hao... you anomaly... time and time again you hinder the Heavenly Dao, ruining our grand plan...