Longevity Martial Arts: I have a Mysterious Water Snake Avatar-Chapter 597 - 437: Hong Yuan? Just a Common Man After All!

It was midday.

The scorching sun hung high in the sky, burning with all its might. Its residual heat baked the earth and tortured all living beings.

At this moment, the crowd outside the battlefield looked on as a gigantic figure, towering thousands of meters tall, plummeted to the ground. They listened to the earth-shattering crash that vigorously resounded.

Their faces remained numb. Even the light in their eyes showed utter bewilderment.

Dead?

The powerful Martial Cultivator Hei Zhenwu, who had dominated all directions and seemed invincible, had been so simply killed by Hong Yuan?!

HISS.

"It's fake, right? How, how is this possible..."

"I don't believe it! I don't believe it!!"

"Hei Zhenwu was the heir to the Hei Family's head and possessed the Great Power True Martial Body, one of the Ten Extreme Bodies. It's absolutely impossible for him to be killed so easily."

...

The fierce sun shone, and the air was blazing hot. Yet, the hearts of the Cultivators from the Northern Region Army felt awfully cold.

Some collapsed to the ground, some broke down crying, and some fled in panic.

In order to divide the spoils from the Sect Alliance, many small and medium-sized tribes had bet everything. They were all counting on the aftermath of Hei Zhenwu's anticipated victory over Hong Yuan, from which they could reap ample benefits.

But what did they see now? Their god of war, Hei Zhenwu, couldn't even withstand a single blow from Hong Yuan.

This was too exaggerated, as if in a dream!

The hurricane dissipated, the lightning vanished, and the shockwaves subsided.

The center of the battlefield gradually returned to calm. All eyes turned to Hong Yuan, revering him like a god.

"So this is the number one person among mortals, truly an indomitable force..." someone murmured.

The others nodded in agreement, deeply convinced. Their faces displayed a mix of fear and longing.

It could only be said that even at the pinnacle of the fifth rank, there are disparities!

"Go, Illusion Cloud Flood Dragon," Hong Yuan commanded softly.

The Illusion Cloud Flood Dragon, soaring in the sky, roared upwards, issuing a cry of pure delight.

Then, with a flick of its tail, it plunged towards Hei Zhenwu's corpse.

En route, it opened its cavernous, stinking maw, looking utterly ferocious.

At the rear of the Sect Alliance, Shang Yaoqin had witnessed the entire battle between Hong Yuan and Hei Zhenwu.

She saw Hong Yuan conjure clouds and summon rain with a flip of his hand, effortlessly vanquishing the powerful Hei Zhenwu.

For a moment, she couldn't help but clutch her white Jade Flute tightly, her emotions surging.

What pleased her most was Hong Yuan's decisiveness, his utter lack of hesitation.

Once he fully grasped his opponent's information, he struck with thunderous might, giving his enemy no chance—that combat method truly won my approval!

Great Master, is this what you taught me about cultivating one's own combat philosophy?

I think I understand now why I lost so miserably to Hua Menghuang before.

It seems I still have much to learn from Brother Hong Yuan.

Brother Hong Yuan, you're truly amazing!

Shang Yaoqin's eyes sparkled. At this moment, Hong Yuan's talent in battle had earned her profound admiration.

Furthermore, Shang Yaoqin became very eager to exchange insights on combat techniques with Hong Yuan.

It wasn't just Shang Yaoqin; the other Martial Arts Heavenly Talents of the Sect Alliance were also greatly excited by the tremendous power Hong Yuan had displayed.

"We must pursue the beaten foe with the courage we have left!" Hong Yuan declared.

"Long Zhandu, you will lead the Phoenix Creek Army Group as the vanguard!"

"Li Qiyuan, you will lead the Qinglu Legion as the left flank!"

...

Hong Yuan stood firmly on the head of the Illusion Cloud Flood Dragon. He calmly issued commands to the members of the Sect Alliance, his directives clear and forceful.

Golden command tokens flew from his hand, caught by different Army Chiefs.

These Army Chiefs, upon receiving Hong Yuan's commands, were ecstatic, eager to immediately display their might.

Their battles with the Daxuan Dynasty in previous years had been significant.

Though they could only flee from a dominant figure like Hei Zhenwu, when it came to fighting with the advantage, they were all first-rate experts.

"Charge with me!" Long Zhandu exclaimed triumphantly. He commanded a flock of one hundred thousand hawks, completely dominating the sky.

"KILL!" Li Qiyuan roared, brandishing the King's Sword. His face was fierce as he led the charge at the forefront.

For a moment, the sky thundered and darkened, overcast with dense clouds.

Dust swirled across the ground, staining the land like a lake of blood.

The clang of weapons, cries for mercy, shouts of exertion... all aspects of humanity were on full display.

High above, Hong Yuan stood alone on the dragon's head, hands clasped behind his back, proudly surveying the world below.

Beneath him, the Illusion Cloud Flood Dragon obeyed his will, intermittently spewing scorching Essence Qi Light Waves to eliminate the tougher combatants of the Northern Region Army.

Now, the Sect Alliance was indeed pressing their advantage, relentlessly beating the already defeated enemy.

The Cultivators of the Sect Alliance fought fiercely, reducing the Northern Barbarians, famed for their bravery, to wretches who cried and begged in utter misery.

Gusts of wind swept by, lifting the stray hairs at Hong Yuan's temples.

Hong Yuan watched the battlefield below expressionlessly, maintaining control of the situation.

After a while, a thought surfaced, and he mused introspectively:

The higher one's cultivation reaches, the more one understands the power of individual might.

Immortals are distinct from mortals.

The gap between mortal Martial Artists and Immortal Saints is even greater than I had imagined!

...

「The next evening,」

The Sect Alliance finally sounded the retreat. They had chased the Northern Region Army out of Jinzhou and even reclaimed the territory of the Dragon Flame Sect.

Had it not been for movements from external forces like those from the Southern Border and the Central Region, the Sect Alliance might have used this single battle to fully recover all their lost lands.