Conferred Gods: Master Tongtian is my master

Chapter 275 Ji Chang Vomits Blood

Upon seeing this, Jade Ding Zhenren's face became solemn, but his eyes became more determined.

He was fully aware of the power of these twenty-four Dinghai Divine Pearls and did not dare to be careless in the slightest.

So, he took a deep breath, and the spiritual power in his body boiled. The sword light on the Immortal-Slaying Sword surged and turned into a silver sword curtain, blocking all the flowing lights one by one.

"The sword is like a dragon, protecting the body like a shield!"

Master Yu Ding let out a low shout, and the sword light and the flowing light collided violently in the air, bursting out with dazzling light and deafening roar.

The entire battlefield seemed to be shrouded by this force and became blurred. Only two figures could be vaguely seen shuttling and fighting in the light.

"Qiang——!!!"

There was another loud noise, and then a figure, like a fallen leaf caught in a strong wind, lost all strength and balance and flew backwards.

"boom--!!!"

With a loud bang, the figure fell heavily on the dusty ground, stirring up circles of dust ripples visible to the naked eye.

"puff--!!!"

Accompanied by a suppressed cry of pain, Jade Ding Zhenren's originally sage-like figure now looked extremely embarrassed.

He struggled to stand up, a glaring red color spilling from the corner of his mouth, revealing the severe injury he had suffered.

"Cough...cough..."

Jade Ding Zhenren coughed violently, and every breath felt like a knife cutting through his chest, causing unbearable pain.

He looked up at Zhao Gongming, his eyes flashing with a hint of unyielding and helplessness, "Fellow Daoist Gongming, you are very strong. I am convinced of my defeat today."

Although Jade Ding Zhenren's voice was weak, every word he spoke was clear, revealing a sense of openness and broad-mindedness.

Zhao Gongming descended from the clouds, slowly walked to Jade Ding Zhenren, and said slowly:

"Thank you, Daoist Yu Ding. Now that the winner has been decided, I hope you can keep your promise and leave this place to avoid unnecessary friction."

Upon hearing this, Jade Ding Zhenren smiled bitterly, and that smile contained too much bitterness and helplessness.

"Okay, I won't pursue the matter of Qingmu any more, let's leave it at that."

After saying this, he flashed and turned into a stream of light, disappearing on the spot.

Zhao Gongming looked at the direction where Jade Ding Zhenren disappeared, pondered for a moment, and then returned to the city wall of Jiameng Pass.

Upon seeing this, Yang Jian, Jin Zha and others hurried forward, their eyes filled with awe for Zhao Gongming as well as curiosity and confusion about the thrilling duel that had just taken place.

Jin Zha couldn't hold back his doubts and asked first:

"Master uncle, Jade Ding Zhenren has clearly been defeated by you. With such a great opportunity, why don't you take advantage of it and eliminate the hidden dangers in one fell swoop? Instead, let him leave safely?"

Zhao Gongming heard a hint of confusion in Jin Zha's voice, nodded slightly, and said slowly:

"Although Jade Ding Zhenren is a member of the Chan Sect, his character and personality are very different from those who are hypocritical and sanctimonious."

"I have known him for several years and have some understanding of his character. I know that he has a noble character and acts uprightly."

"I had no choice but to go down the mountain to help Zhou this time. It was probably because of the order of my Second Uncle Master. It was definitely not his original intention."

At this point, Zhao Gongming couldn't help but sigh:

"However, although Jade Ding Zhenren left this time, I don't know why, but I always feel that he will come back and continue to help Da Zhou."

Yang Jian and others were all shocked when they heard this and exchanged complicated looks with each other.

Nezha was even more direct. His brows were furrowed, and his tone was somewhat anxious:

"Uncle Master, you shouldn't let Jade Ding Zhenren leave. This is like letting a tiger go back to the mountain."

However, Yang Jian, who was standing by, found it a little funny when he heard Zhao Gongming's analysis of Jade Ding Zhenren.

Because he remembered that his master Luo Shu once said that the reason why the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect accepted disciples was to protect them from the killing calamities of the mortal world, not because they really wanted to accept them as disciples.

Therefore, in Yang Jian's view, Jade Ding Zhenren was no different from other disciples of the Chan Sect in that he was sanctimonious.

However, he would not refute Zhao Gongming's words. After all, changing a person's concept cannot be explained in just one or two sentences.

When Zhao Gongming heard what Nezha said, he waved his hand and said bluntly:

"It doesn't matter. If he really doesn't keep his promise and returns to the front again, I will naturally not let him go."

"Furthermore, this move may not necessarily be about letting the tiger go back to the mountains, but it may also be about playing the long game to catch a bigger fish."

After saying this, Hu Sheng, as the general of Jiameng Pass, stood in front of everyone. Although he looked a little tired in his military uniform, his eyes were shining with desire for victory and awe of the immortals.

He bowed solemnly to Zhao Gongming, his voice filled with sincere gratitude:

"Thank you for your tireless efforts and help in relieving Jiameng Pass. On behalf of the soldiers and civilians of Jiameng Pass, I would like to express my deepest gratitude to you."

Zhao Gongming nodded slightly, with a gentle and humble smile:

"General Hu, you are too kind. I was invited by my nephew Luo Shu to come and help. This is my duty."

"Besides, protecting the innocent and maintaining world peace is also the duty of a cultivator."

Hu Sheng was even more impressed when he heard this. He changed the subject and talked about the war:

"Master, now that the enemy has withdrawn, the situation outside Jiameng Pass may seem calm, but in fact, there are undercurrents."

"I wonder what the Immortal Master thinks: should we seize the opportunity to pursue the victory and wipe out this Zhou army in one fell swoop to eliminate the trouble forever?"

Zhao Gongming smiled slightly, his eyes deep, as if he could see through every detail of the battle:

"General Hu, although I know a thing or two about marching and fighting, I am not as experienced and capable as you."

"Such decisions require you to make them after careful consideration based on the battle situation."

When Hu Sheng heard this, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he bowed again:

"Yes, Immortal Master, what you said makes sense. Please go to your house and rest first. Once I have dealt with the urgent matters at hand, I will personally prepare a banquet to entertain you all."

Zhao Gongming nodded in agreement, turned his gaze to Yang Jian, Jin Zha, Nezha and others beside him, and said slowly:

"General Hu, please go and do your work. I have Yang Jian, Jin Zha, and Nezha with me, so I won't be lonely."

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Gongming and his party went to the general's residence in Jiameng Pass.

……

Sishui Pass, Zhou army camp.

Inside the big tent, Ji Chang, Jiang Ziya and others were studying new strategic guidelines.

Suddenly, a burst of hurried and powerful footsteps came from outside the tent, breaking the silence in the room.

Everyone's eyes simultaneously flashed with a subtle sense of uneasiness, as if they had a premonition that important news was about to come.

“Report——!!!”

Following a high-pitched and rapid announcement, the curtain of the tent was suddenly opened.

A messenger covered in dust and looking nervous walked in quickly, and his appearance instantly attracted everyone's attention.

"What's so urgent?"

Ji Chang's voice was steady and powerful. Although he had a premonition in his heart, he still maintained the dignity and calmness of a monarch.

The messenger knelt on one knee, clasped his hands together, and his voice trembled slightly with excitement:

"Reporting to the king and the prime minister, the spies have reported the battle report at Qinglong Pass. The Immortal Puxian and General Ziyu were killed in the battle. The army fell apart and was defeated."

As soon as these words were spoken, the big tent fell into deathly silence; even the air seemed to freeze.

Ji Chang's face turned pale in an instant, and a hint of unbelievable grief flashed in his eyes.

He stood up suddenly, clenched his hands into fists, as if trying to suppress the shock and anger in his heart.

Jiang Ziya also had a frown on his face at this time, and the shock on his face was even more intense.

"puff--!!!"

A sudden sound of vomiting blood exploded in the big tent like thunder, instantly breaking the solemnity and silence around.

Everyone's eyes were instantly focused, and they saw Ji Chang's body shook violently. His face instantly lost its color, becoming extremely pale, and a glaring red slowly slid down the corners of his mouth.

His eyes were wide open, filled with disbelief and deep sorrow, as if at this moment, all the stress, worry and sorrow turned into a mouthful of blood and gushed out.

His body began to stagger, as if he would fall down at any moment, and the air around him became heavy and depressing.

"Your Majesty!"

The generals cried out in shock and rushed forward, trying to support Ji Chang's staggering body.

Jiang Ziya was even quicker, he stepped forward and held Ji Chang steadily, at the same time he quickly felt for his pulse, his brows furrowed and his expression stern.