The Immortal Cultivation Game Has Come True - Chapter 194

Chapter 194: Chapter 194: The Miracle Appears!!

Translator: 549690339

Only to see the Luck Jade Seal suspending in the air, the national luck contained within it stirred the calm water like a giant object, creating huge fluctuations.

Through the Luck Jade Seal.

Indistinctly.

His eyes seemed to see a picture, in which a black and a red light group were constantly intertwining and devouring each other.

Each time they entwined, the black light group would grow larger, and the national luck of the Black Wind Country would also increase accordingly.

Upon seeing this scene,

He realized that the black light group in the Luck Jade Seal represented Black Wind Country, and the red light group represented the enemy.

The drastic fluctuations of national luck in the Luck Jade Seal could not continue to nourish the God Soul until the war stopped.

Xuanqing’s eyes looked towards the direction of Sha City, his deep gaze seemed to penetrate the distant distance and see the fierce battle on the battlefield.

After some thought,

“I shall go and see this first battle belonging to the Black Wind Country!” Xuanqing raised his eyebrows, thinking in his heart.

With a thought,

A lucky cloud emerged beneath his feet, carrying him towards the direction of Sha City.

Meanwhile,

On the battlefield of Sha City,

After numerous rounds of attacks, the Wusi Tibetan side had left nothing but corpses, and the siege had made no progress at all.

Morale gradually declined.

Until the shout of ‘Seal a Noble, Reward Ten Thousand Tael of Gold’ became useless, no matter how the supervision team drove them, they could not make the soldiers move forward.

Seeing this,

General Wen of Wusi Tibetan Kingdom frowned, knowing that the siege could not continue, otherwise, there would be a risk of soldier mutiny due to heavy casualties.

Retreat!

With an order,

Countless soldiers felt a sudden relief in their hearts, finally not having to advance to their deaths.

However,

Just when they retreated and no longer continued the siege, they found to their surprise that the huge gate of Sha City… had opened.

The gate… had opened by itself.

Countless black-armored soldiers with long spears in hand, marching in perfect unison, chased after retreating Wusi Tibetan soldiers.

The enemy had gone through several rounds of siege and had depleted both their momentum and physical strength. In contrast, Black Wind Country, relying on the advantage of the city, had not consumed much.

Under such circumstances,

The distance between the two armies rapidly closed.

Seeing this,

General Wen of Wusi Tibetan, realizing that retreat was impossible, turned around and ordered his soldiers to fight back.

In an instant,

The two great armies clashed like a mountain torrent, as if thunder roared through the valley and waves rushed against the mountains.

Just in an instant, the soldiers of Wusi Tibetan Kingdom understood what was meant by tacit understanding and combat power.

Decisive defeat,

Defeat more quickly than besiegement.

Soldiers collapsing like a landslide, the defeated Wusi Tibetan soldiers, confronted with the deterrence of the supervision team, turned against them with the weapons in hand.

“Surrender and you won’t be killed!”

Hearing the voices around, the soldiers of Wusi Tibetan Kingdom dropped their weapons without hesitation, and lay down on the ground, curling up and holding the back of their heads.

All over the battlefield,

Most people chose to surrender, with only a small portion still stubbornly resisting, namely General Wen of Wusi Tibetan Kingdom and his personal guard.

Finally,

With the death of the last personal guard beside him, countless long spears pierced through his body, making him feel extremely cold-hearted.

The only people left standing on the battlefield were the soldiers of the Black Wind Country.

Victorious.

“Wind!

Someone shouted the slogan of Black Wind Country.

In an instant,

“Wind!

Tens of thousands of Black Wind Country soldiers, waving their weapons in hand, had fanatical expressions on their faces as they shouted the unified slogan.

This momentum made the soldiers, who were cowering on the ground in surrender, shiver in fear, their eyes filled with deep dread.

After the victory.

Naturally, it was time for them to return to the capital.

Sha City.

Both sides of the road were packed with civilians.

Facing these soldiers who had triumphed and protected their homes, their faces were filled with longing.

Cheers and songs of praise filled their ears.

Step…step, step!

Black Wind Country soldiers marched in neat steps, their faces filled with pride, enjoying this moment of honor.

Some soldiers displayed sadness on their faces. They were either injured in battle and disabled, or they lost their daily companions and brothers in arms. There were no wars without casualties.

“Alas, my leg is crippled, and I’m afraid I won’t be able to fight with my brothers anymore.”

“Don’t mention it, that damned enemy chopped off my hand.”

Some injured and disabled soldiers, lying on stretchers, had despairing expressions on their faces as they quietly chatted with their companions beside them.

At this moment.

Suddenly.

Fine, feathery rain began to fall from the sky.

The raindrops fell on the soldiers, a slight chill surging through their hearts.

Then a miracle happened.

The injured soldiers visibly began to heal at an astonishing speed, returning to their uninjured state.

Those with severed hands and feet, along with the growing flesh at the wound, as well as the lingering itch, surprisingly developed new flesh and regrew an arm or leg.

A miracle… a miracle had occurred.

Everyone was shocked, rooted to the spot.

Before they could recover, they heard a mighty sound seeming to come from all directions and above the nine heavens.

“For those who died in battle, build war monuments and record their achievements, becoming immortal ghosts for eternity!”

The soldiers instinctively looked up and saw an awe-inspiring god-man on a lucky cloud, too otherworldly to stare at directly.

Divine power, protect all living beings!

After a long while.

Only when the lucky cloud in the sky dissipated, the soldiers seemed to wake up from a dream and hurriedly knelt down, their expressions extremely fervent.

“Black Wind Sacred Mountain, protect our troops and people, long live, long live, long live!”

The unified slogan echoed again. Not only the soldiers but also the people in Sha City knelt at this moment, thanking for the miracle’s arrival.

The miracle just now… and the divine words that followed made them realize that under the protection of the gods, they don’t need to worry about injuries or disabilities, and even after death, they would have a place to go.

At this moment.

In the hearts of these soldiers, they even felt a bit envious of those who had sacrificed themselves, becoming immortal ghosts, free from the suffering of reincarnation.

As for those prisoners with shackles on their feet, their hearts were filled with mixed emotions, as the fate of different people was truly different.

Black Wind Mountain.

A lucky cloud floated past.

Xuanqing descended from the sky and returned to the Taoist temple.

What had just happened was, of course, his doing. For these soldiers who fought for Black Wind Country and his Tao, he was not stingy at all.

With the burning of tens of thousands of incense, he created this miracle.

Moreover.

After observing this battle, he also found the shortcomings of the Black Wind Country soldiers: their equipment was too poor.

About this.

Xuanqing had an idea in his heart..