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Chapter 582: Chapter Five Hundred and Seventy-Eight: Vow Before Deployment

Although the surprise attack on Red Cloud Mountain by the Supreme Elder Mi Yang failed, everyone felt it was only because the timely support of Sect Head Tang Sen was simply too overpowering. Even the defensive line formed by Mi Hai could only hold them off briefly.

When the Mi Clan’s Supreme Elder returned to Beast Valley in South Ridge soon after, seeming rather downcast, everyone interpreted it as his disappointment for not being able to avenge his great-grandson.

However, only Mi Yang knew the extent of his loss from the battle at Red Cloud Mountain.

Even though he had transformed into a tree demon, he was still a human martial artist, a grandmaster of nine formidable types of boxing arts. His supreme close combat abilities all belong to his hands. But now…

The blood of the Divine Wood could allow him to grow six arms on three heads. Even if his organs were smashed, as long as he anchored his roots into the earth and absorbed sunlight, he could heal. Nevertheless, no matter how many identical arms he grew, that familiar feeling etched into his bones was forever lost.

Apart from an extra pair of arms, the deluge of Wood Elemental Spiritual Energy had also been greatly depleted, which weakened the power of his Godly Willow manifestation, hence why he was suppressed by Tang Sen at first encounter.

In truth, Mi Yang had anticipated this, but pride from a century’s worth of legend prevented him from admitting it directly to his clan, as he didn’t know how to begin the conversation.

So, he volunteered for the attack on Xiling. In his heart, he held a tiny ambition: that perhaps the impact of this new pair of arms wasn’t that significant, and even if he had fallen from Xiling’s pinnacle, he wouldn’t be kicked off the mountain’s peak.

Possibly, Tang Sen’s ability to suppress him last time was merely an advantage gained from a sneak attack and the initiative, coupled with the surge of immense anger that allowed him to perform beyond his capabilities.

People always harbor some hope of luck; even the mighty Mi Yang was no exception. Therefore, he was eager for a fair rematch with Tang Sen, to openly and clearly see his true level.

However, the result was a disastrous defeat.

In front of the Martial Ancestor of his clan and the allied army, the legends of Xiling from the past century were utterly demolished.

was. But Mi Yang knew that he couldn’t blame anyone else. Perhaps after a decade or two, he could adapt to the new arms as he did the old ones and regain the lost Wood Elemental Spiritual Energy to return to his peak. But for now,

laying bare his transformations and losses without any deceit, as if

old fool

Mi Hai’s last decade or so. The usually stoic First Head of

fifteen-year-old boy, the first sensation he felt was not anger or

win, and Tang Luo

problem with your arms, I will take over the encounters with Tang Sen from now on. You can focus on attacking the other Martial Ancestors of the Tang Clan with your Godly Willow manifestation,” Sect Head Mi Hai had already decided to accelerate the pace of the allied forces, and the first objective

the second step was to

quiet chamber in the base without any delay to write a secret letter to be sent back to the

the North Mountain. All they needed

once truncated,

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Valley, Within the

lady sang about warriors and battles in a surprisingly heroic manner, this strange contrast was even more

from Master Zhao.

through the air, lethal techniques descend from the sky. Calling my brothers of our clan, the

masculine and bold declaration made them feel like they were on the battlefield of Xiling, surrounded by the howls of Spirit Arts and joint attacks. It made them

Martial Ancestors stood up holding their wine bowls. The moment Tang Yi gave the order, they would be eager to rush to the battlefield with

old mates standing up, Tang Yi, the Divine Martial Army Commander, drained his bowl of strong wine.

the heroic act of Tang Yi smashing his wine bowl, the Martial Ancestors did the same, drinking up

strong wine from the table and bellowed again: “Wearing their armor, we confront the world stoically, who is the master at