Invincible Divine Doctor of the Beautiful Lady-Chapter 912 - 886: Continuous Defeat

Tangyu, the Wudang Ancestor and the Sect Master, both stood at the peak of Wudang Mountain, gazing distantly at the battlefield below.

This great war was an unprecedented disaster for Wudang Mountain. The faces of the Wudang Ancestor and the Sect Master were solemn, as this was a matter concerning the survival of Wudang Mountain.

"Ancient and serene, the Great Dao contends. The Ancient Martial World, indeed, has faced many tribulations. The great battle of ancient times left it in tatters. This current battle might once again inflict grave damage. Such calamity, I’m afraid, may cause the gradual decline of Ancient Martial Arts, and in the end, it might perish from this world." The Wudang Ancestor sighed, having weathered countless trials.

With the demise of the Great Dao, who can reverse the tide?

In times of chaos and contention, everyone lives in fear.

"Where lies the Path of the Immortals? To seek immortality, could it ultimately be but a dream?" The Wudang Ancestor sighed again. At nearly one hundred and fifty years old, his life span was reaching its limit, his destiny nearing its end. His lifelong quest seemed destined for ruin.

Watching the Wudang Ancestor, Tangyu couldn’t help but sigh as well, as he too pondered this question.

The battle below had already begun. Tangyu and the other two kept their eyes fixed on the battlefield. Initially, both sides seemed evenly matched, with both parties’ Qi Masters highly motivated, locked in a life-and-death struggle.

Fang Qiutian’s command ability was quite effective, and with all the disciples from the Skies Beyond the Skies being capable on their own, the battle momentum was grand, even signaling the potential to repel the Dark World.

"Not good!" Suddenly, Tangyu and the other two shouted inwardly.

They saw figures emerging from the ground—it was the Yao Race. Over a hundred suddenly launched an attack, disrupting Wudang Mountain’s formation. Simultaneously, the Dark World launched a powerful counterattack, with another army coming to support.

The Wudang Ancestor and the Sect Master’s faces turned grim: "The Dark World is truly plotting, even preparing the Yao Race for an ambush, aiming to defeat us at Wudang Mountain in one fell swoop." freёnovelkiss.com

The Sect Master shook his head helplessly: "The Dark World’s assault is too fierce for us to withstand. Does heaven truly wish to see Wudang Mountain perish?"

Tangyu also shook his head, feeling worried for Liang Youshan and the others. His gaze fell upon them, prepared to save them should they face mortal danger.

From within the Dark World’s camp, three figures soared into the sky, gazing towards Tangyu and the others. Among them, one was an old acquaintance of Tangyu.

Tangyu’s gaze turned cold: "Yinshan King, he has also broken through to the Imaginary Realm?"

Besides Yinshan King, there was a demonic man, clearly a powerful figure of the Yao Race, and an elder, evidently the Great Marshal of the Dark World.

Yinshan King’s gaze also turned towards Tangyu, a cold smile on his lips: "Tangyu, we meet again. It seems we are truly destined, meeting you every time. I didn’t expect you to also break through to the Imaginary Realm. It seems you remain my adversary."

"Hmm, last time you escaped by sheer luck. How can a defeated general boast of bravery?" Tangyu ridiculed.

Yinshan King’s face flickered with a shade of darkness: "Humph, so what? You have the Ancient Divine Sword, merely borrowing its power."

Tangyu replied: "Why isn’t borrowing the sword’s power considered strength? Victory or defeat, losing is losing; there’s no need for excuses. If you’re dissatisfied, I have the time today, why not battle for three hundred rounds once more?"

Yinshan King clenched his teeth: "Today is not our battle, when the final battle comes, we shall have our chance. For now, consider your subordinates, they seem quite endangered; be careful they don’t get killed by my men."

"No need for your concern; worrying too much about others shortens one’s own life." Tangyu retorted.

"Humph!" Yinshan King flung his arm in frustration.

The Wudang Ancestor shook his head in pain and anger: "Defeated, the disparity is too great, there is no choice but to retreat."

The Sect Master’s voice, loud as a bell, echoed through the heavens and earth, as Fang Qiutian on the other side, already in dire straits, heard the order to retreat and didn’t hesitate further, beginning the withdrawal.

The morale, already low, further weakened with the retreat, while on the other side, the Dark World, seized the advantage, their morale soaring.

They pursued down to the foot of Wudang Mountain, then stopped.

Fang Qiutian led many injured back to the top of Wudang Mountain, having suffered heavy losses, nearly a hundred Wudang disciples fell in battle. Fang Qiutian and his twenty men, all seriously wounded, appeared quite defeated.

Tangyu was relieved to see that Liang Youshan and the other two were unharmed, just slightly injured.

Such grievous results left everyone dejected, their spirits crushed.

War is cruel.

The Wudang Ancestor, with fury and sorrow in his eyes, trembling: "The catastrophe is upon us, and battle is inevitable. Every battle is paid for with endless blood. Wudang Mountain cannot be defended; we have no choice but to retreat."

"Retreat," echoed the Sect Master, shaking his head helplessly.

The Wudang Ancestor looked towards Fang Qiutian and said, "Daoist friend Fang Qiutian, please help me contact the Master of Haoyan. We at Wudang Mountain are preparing to withdraw into the Skies Beyond the Skies."

Fang Qiutian nodded, "Alright, I’ll report it immediately."

The Sect Master waved his hand and said, "Everyone, quickly go and prepare."

Tangyu walked over to Liang Youshan and the others, saying, "Go bring your family over. We’re also preparing to retreat. It’s a bit safer back at Myriad Saints Valley."

Liang Youshan gritted his teeth and nodded, "It’s really damn frustrating, but there’s no choice. The Dark World is too strong, we can only retreat to the Skies Beyond the Skies. The last battle will rely on it."

After gathering their things, Fang Qiutian received the notification, and everyone began to retreat.

The Dark World noticed the situation but didn’t launch another attack, clearly allowing the Wudang Mountain to retreat. Meanwhile, the three leaders of Yin Mountain flew into the air, sneering at the situation below.

Tangyu bid farewell to the ancestors of Wudang and led Liang Youshan and others straight back to Myriad Saints Valley.

Myriad Saints Valley lost its usual lively atmosphere, becoming exceedingly oppressive and gloomy.

The Dark World’s offensive had fully commenced, with all ten Holy Lands under attack, the scale immense, and many disciples from the Inner Gate were dispatched as reinforcements.

Tangyu went directly to the residence of the Valley Master and saw the Sixth Valley Master approaching.

"Tangyu, you’re just back from Wudang Mountain, right?" the Sixth Valley Master said.

Tangyu nodded, "Yes, Wudang Mountain has fallen, and they’ve retreated into Hao Yan’s Skies Beyond the Skies. The Dark World’s offensive is too fierce, evidently forcing everyone back into the Skies Beyond the Skies for the final battle."

The Sixth Valley Master nodded, "Yes, that’s likely the Dark World’s aim. However, the situation might be worse than you imagine."

"Oh, why do you say that?" Tangyu furrowed his brows slightly, looking at the Sixth Valley Master with some doubt.

The Sixth Valley Master said, "The Dark World has hidden its strength this time, showing at least thirty percent more power than we previously knew. Also, you should have noticed more Imaginary Realm powerhouses in the Dark World than before, they’re prepared and have resources to elevate those from the Ninth Layer of the Earthly Realm to the Imaginary Realm."

Tangyu nodded. He had suspected it when Yin Mountain King broke through to the Imaginary Realm, realizing the Dark World had utilized resources.

The Sixth Valley Master continued, "Moreover, the Yao Race is firmly siding with the Dark World. Aside from Jingshan Sixteen Caves, three more Holy Lands have been bribed by the Dark World, betraying us. This time, Penglai Skies Beyond the Skies, Qingfeng Skies Beyond the Skies, and Wushi Skies Beyond the Skies were caught in a scheme, suffering great losses with only a few dispatched disciples returning. It’s been a one-sided battle, our Ancient Martial World is retreating step by step."

"Besides Wudang Mountain, other Holy Lands have started withdrawing to the Skies Beyond the Skies. The Dark World’s next target is our Nine Great Heavens, which is our last defense line. Now it’s up to the Dark World’s combat strategy, whether they’ll concentrate on attacking one of the Skies Beyond the Skies or launch an all-out attack. The lords of our Nine Great Heavens are currently discussing countermeasures."

Tangyu shook his head, the situation is indeed dire.

"How should we respond?" Tangyu asked.

The Sixth Valley Master said, "The situation is unclear for now, we can only wait and see. I reckon we’ll be on the battlefield soon. Use this time to cultivate diligently; a bit of last-minute training might still be effective. You can visit the Spells Hall anytime; we’re just making do as best we can now."

Tangyu nodded, seeing the Sixth Valley Master off before heading back to his mountain.

Upon returning, he saw a figure flying over—it was Qian Shanxue, like a celestial being.

"Senior Sister Xue," Tangyu called out.

Qian Shanxue approached, "I heard you went to assist Wudang Mountain, are you alright?"

Feeling the concern in Qian Shanxue’s voice, Tangyu smiled and shook his head, "I’m fine. We haven’t had to take action yet, just minor skirmishes. Let’s go, Senior Sister Xue, come have a seat with me."

Qian Shanxue nodded, and the two of them went into the palace and sat down.

Qian Shanxue sighed, "This calamity is truly worrisome. I didn’t expect the Dark World’s assault to be so swift; all ten holy places have fallen. Our Ancient Martial World’s losses are enormous."

"Indeed, heavy casualties and grave losses," Tangyu shook his head.

Qian Shanxue bit her red lips gently, opening her mouth but hesitating to speak, as if she couldn’t voice something.

Seeing Qian Shanxue’s hesitation, Tangyu couldn’t help but ask, "What’s wrong, Senior Sister Xue? Do you have something to say?"

Qian Shanxue shook her head, "It’s nothing. Alright, I won’t disturb your cultivation. Make the most of this time to train; I should return to my training as well."

Unwilling to speak further, Qian Shanxue left Tangyu’s mountain, biting her lip hard, her heart like being twisted by a knife, "Tangyu, I wonder if you’ll hate me when that day comes?"