Chapter 753: A Sleepless Night (Part I) (2/2)

Having gone through the two consecutive major set backs, what mattered to the Coalition Army was not the consumption of their strength on their side, but the burning divine chariot and the corpses of cavalries lying across the floor. Moreover, the pathway through Verdant Canyon which in no way could be broken into; when all these were combined together, the morale of the soldiers and the generals became abnormally low.

Though having not been in a desperate state yet, they began to feel exhausted.

Due to the fact that the Great Divine Priest of Revelation had been badly injured and the divine chariot which had been burned down was blown into numerous flying ashes by the autumn wind, with the morale of the troops gradually becoming unstable, Ye Hongyu decided to withdraw her armies in advance, even though things were not yet decided.

With the cover of night falling down step by step, from the porridge pot located beneath the iron tent in the Verdant Canyon's entryway, only the pot bottom remained. The aroma of the porridge had already diffused among the open field, without any grains left over.

The people from the Academy were all quiet, which was pretty different from the scene last night when they went on their killing while talking and laughing with vigorous spirits. This was because they were tremendously tired already, after only two days gone by.

Holding the River and Mountain Sandbox high, Fourth Brother coughed from time to time, with mottled stains of blood running all over the front of his academy uniform. w.a.n.g Chi crouched beside him while holding a drug bowl in his hands, thinking of ways to feed medicines to Fourth Brother.

Beigong Weiyang and Ximen Buhuo were both wounded by divine doctrine. Due to the fact that they had taken the medicines in time and they had been treated by Eldest Brother, they had already stabilized and their spirits were becoming much more vigorous.

It would still be Second Brother who would be the weariest one of all. Though he still wore that calm expression on his face and held that straight posture while sitting, everyone could imagine how tired he was at the moment.

”Take an early rest, everyone.”

Looking towards the tents of the Coalition Army located on the southern open field and staring at the intensive lights which were brighter than all the star cl.u.s.ters over the sky, Second Brother spoke out after a moment's silence, ”Tomorrow should be a hard day.”

His Younger Brothers and Sisters agreed upon hearing Second Brother's words. However, no one went to bed. They were all sitting around Fourth Brother.

At the time, the Virtual Sword which was left by the Abbey Dean was still dancing and flying in River and Mountain Sandbox. Fourth Brother had to maintain activated the River and Mountain Sandbox with his own Psyche Power to trap the Virtual Sword in the yellow sand.

Neither could he put the Sandbox down nor could he rest. He could only hang on in such a painful way to the end.

No one knew how long he could hold on, nor whether he could hang on till the end.

Second Brother went behind him and there he sat.

He had never taken off his armor ever since he arrived at the Verdant Canyon.

So the sound of armor pieces clanking against each other as he sat down was extremely clear, constant and cold.

It was just the same as what he had said later on.

”Let's sit back-to-back, it will be easier after all.”

Fourth Brother smiled faintly and leaned back wearily, then slowly closing his eyes.

Second Brother moved the iron sword from his shoulder to the back and rested it under his forearm.

The bright moon was hanging in the night sky.

The moon tonight was pretty dark, so the star cl.u.s.ters in the Night Dome could be seen clearly.

Keeping her eyes on the night sky, Ye Hongyu wore no expressions on her face.

The Great Divine Priest of Revelation had already been sent back to the West-Hill Divine Palace. However, it was still in doubt whether he could preserve his life.

If the baton of Mr. First had been aimed towards her, how should she be able to deal with it?

After pondering on it for a pretty long time, she concluded that she was not able to handle it.

However, she wasn't discouraged nor frustrated.

She had never been that kind of person.

She had never been the strongest.

But in the end, she was always able to beat enemies who were stronger than her.

At this time, she was thinking more about other things.

The more she thought about them, the more tightly her brows frowned.

She had already been reflecting all night.

Right until daybreak.

With the morning light breaking out little by little, the open field was covered fully with thin mist. No one knew whether if it was sunny or cloudy today.

For the people in the West-Hill Divine Palace Coalition Army, they were all waiting for one person to strike.

Because that guy was temporarily the only hope to overcome the iron sword in front of the Verdant Canyon.

Moreover, all of them strongly believed that as long as that person made his move, it was a definite thing that he would claim victory.

But Liu Bai did not make his move after all.

Even the disciples of the Sword Garret all began to feel doubtful and were completely puzzled.

Ye Hongyu stared toward the quiet horse carriage, with her brow filled with sarcasm.

Due to the paper sword sent in the letter and the fact that Liu Bai had been actually a half-master even to her, she was very respectful towards Sword Sage Liu Bai. But she still felt that Liu Bai was being utterly foolish at the moment.

From her perspective, all pride and self-satisfaction were pure folly.

No matter how qualified to be proud was the person, it would be always the same.

Whether the person was the Abbey Dean or Liu Bai.

While for this battle in the Verdant Canyon, if she would have been able to command all the authentic powerhouses in Haotian Taoism, she would have multiple ways to directly crush all the people of the Academy in front of the Verdant Canyon.

If Liu Bai had been willing to throw away his pride of Sword Taoism and cooperated with the siege, who in this world could be able to resist?

If the Abbey Dean had been willing to tread upon the mortal world authentically and to kill instead of just observing, how could the Academy be a rival to Haotian Taoism?

The problem lied in that, though being the Great Divine Priest of West-Hill currently and holding divine-like positions in the believers' hearts, there were always a few people in the world that she still could neither affect nor control.

The Abbey Dean and Liu Bai were exactly part of those few people.

She suddenly thought of Ning Que while she was meditating quietly last night, after being sleepless while watching the moon.

Ning Que and she were actually the people engaged in the same cause.

Only the two of them knew that the best way to handle things was by hook or by crook.

There came a Buddhist chant from the thin frost at the right moment.

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