Mysteries of Immortal Puppet Master

Chapter 748: Chapter 239: A man should shed blood on the battlefield, wielding a sharp blade that pierces the brilliance of the sun!

Tu Ming also possesses divine skills and is known as a True Monarch among Nascent Soul Cultivators.

He himself holds a high position and significant authority, being the High Priest of the Hundred Poison Tribe. The Cangyue Tribe, Ancient Vine Tribe, and Hundred Poison Tribe are the three largest Barbarian Clan groups in the Thousand Peak Forest, each with a population of about a million.

However, in the entire battle of the Thousand Peak Forest, Tu Ming’s contributions were minimal, with meager achievements, only showing some performance in the initial ambush battle.

He felt extremely stifled; if not for Shen Qinghe’s terrifying restraint, he would have surely achieved more.

Unfortunately, reality is reality, and Tu Ming is now on the brink of life and death, with only hope for reinforcements.

However, nearly everyone in the Hundred Poison Tribe is specialized in poison techniques, as weak as chickens under Shen Qinghe’s command. Didn’t Shen Qinghe clean up the entire Poison Pond Mountain?

Shen Qinghe utterly despised all Poison Cultivators and had always wanted to capture and eliminate Tu Ming. At this moment, she meticulously searched the mountain, searching acre by acre, not giving Tu Ming any chance of escape.

As Tu Ming watched the Green Spirit Light about to shine upon him, he fell into despair.

But Shen Qinghe’s movements paused slightly.

She received a flying message describing the shocking events on the front lines.

“What? Commander Du was once again wounded by Young Master Shengxu, so severely that they could only retreat?”

Shen Qinghe’s first reaction was disbelief, suspecting it was a trick by Tu Ming and other enemies, meant to deceive her into withdrawing voluntarily.

However, the stamp in the flying message exuded the national power of Liangzhu Country, which was genuine and extremely hard to fake.

“It seems Tu Ming’s lifespan hasn’t ended yet.” Shen Qinghe sighed inwardly and immediately transformed into a streak of green light, rapidly fleeing and leaving Poison Pond Mountain.

The reason she could penetrate into the Thousand Peak Forest was due to the Liangzhu Country Army occupying the core territory, providing Shen Qinghe the space for action.

Now that the army was gradually retreating, the speed at which the Thousand Peak Forest Alliance Army would respond was unpredictable. If they reacted and organized a counterattack, Shen Qinghe would be deeply entrenched in enemy territory, making it very dangerous.

Fearing being surrounded, Shen Qinghe could only retreat.

The defeated troops of Thousand Peak Forest gathered together.

“Lord Long! Wuwuwu…” Many soldiers covered their faces and cried, mourning and hatred intertwined.

The death of the commander left the remnants filled with sorrow.

Not just Lord Long, but the Dragon King Temple faction, as the main force in this battle, suffered the most severe troop losses.

Chen Lingfeng was being carried, already in a state of coma, occasionally convulsing violently, frothing at the mouth, his eyes rolling back wide open, unable to close his eyelids.

This is the price of overusing innate capabilities.

The latest intelligence had reached Lu Hongtu, who initially couldn’t believe it. After confirming, he loudly proclaimed the news to everyone.

The soldiers all had blank faces.

After realizing, cheers gradually arose, intermittently.

Among them, some cultivators voluntarily suggested taking the opportunity to fight back, but few responded.

More people objected, saying that although Du Tiechuan was injured, he wasn’t dead. Returning to fight, they would still face the powerful Liangzhu Country Army. What would be the difference from before?

The difference is that Lord Long has already died!

Who can uphold the situation?

Lu Hongtu observed everyone’s reactions and shook his head inwardly: “The morale is difficult to use.”

Even though Young Master Shengxu achieved success and Du Tiechuan was severely injured and withdrew voluntarily, it was difficult to change the morale of the Thousand Peak Forest Alliance Army. The latter generally exhibited low fighting spirit and leaned more towards resting and ceasing battle.

“Unless I step forward and forcibly organize an army. Or Xiang Yue could…”

“However, the influence of my and Xiang Yue’s words can only affect a small portion; we cannot compare to Lord Long at all.”

“Forget it.”

“This outcome is quite good!”