Chapter 49: To perish together

"Formation up!"

Shen Yan's rooster-like voice rang out again, and the Purple Light Prison Formation suddenly rose up.

The Grand General of the Qianyue Kingdom is facing off against a transcendent realm powerhouse from the Canglan Kingdom!

The tension is palpable.

Everyone is discussing, almost unanimously believing that General Nan Meng will win. This made Qin Jun couldn't help but sigh, this is the advantage of the home field.

"General Nan will surely win!"

"Come on, when has General Nan ever lost after gaining fame?"

"This guy named Zhen Hun doesn't look like a match for General Nan at all."

"Even if he wins this round, what about the third round? The opponent is the Grand General of the Canglan Kingdom, Xiao Beilong, whose reputation is no less than that of General Nan."

"This is not good!"

The discussions of the people and cultivators reached the ears of Nan Meng and Zhen Hun. Zhen Hun remained indifferent, staring at Nan Meng and said coldly, "I've been wanting to fight you for a long time. I hope you don't disappoint me."

"Compared to the three major sects of our Qianyue Kingdom, you are far behind. At least they wouldn't stoop to participating in battles." Nan Meng sneered, causing a flash of killing intent in Zhen Hun's eyes.

Boom!

The spiritual power surged from Zhen Hun's body, causing his robe to flutter, and with a stomp of his right foot, a thunderous sound erupted. He then attacked Nan Meng like a sharp arrow, his right hand turning into a claw, and a sinister ink color spreading from his sleeve to his fingertips in an instant.

Nan Meng raised his right hand, and a black iron greatsword appeared in his hand. Facing the aggressive Zhen Hun, he directly swung the sword, the speed so fast that it was dizzying. In the blink of an eye, Zhen Hun's figure seemed to fall, and with the inertia, he slid along the bottom of the blade. Just as the two were about to pass each other, he reached out with a claw.

Clang!

Zhen Hun's claw landed on Nan Meng's armor, creating a metallic clinking sound. It was evident that the armor on Nan Meng's body was extraordinary and remained undamaged.

Nan Meng remained expressionless, and with a lightning-fast kick from his right leg, he forced Zhen Hun to block with both arms. With a bang, the powerful force sent him flying hundreds of meters away.

"So domineering!"

Qin Jun couldn't help but exclaim. Nan Meng, standing on the Vermilion Bird Platform, had hardly moved from his position, while Zhen Hun appeared to be in a sorry state.

Guanyu and Daji, however, were not impressed. As transcendent beings in the virtual realm, they naturally wouldn't cheer for the battle of two transcendent realm cultivators.

The Xiong Tian Dog was lying at Qin Jun's feet, seemingly already asleep.

Qin Jun, however, was extremely nervous. If Nan Meng lost, he wouldn't even have a chance to take the stage.

"I hope the Qianyue Kingdom isn't this weak!"

Qin Jun muttered to himself. The surrounding people and cultivators were all shouting Nan Meng's name, creating a deafening atmosphere.

The officials in the attic were equally nervous. If they lost the duel, the Qianyue Kingdom would be unable to lift its head in front of the Canglan Kingdom.

"Father, come on!"

Nan Yuxin shouted excitedly. In such an important situation, her voice was not appropriate, but at this moment, no one cared about her rudeness.

Even the attention of the Qian Emperor was focused on the Vermilion Bird Platform.

Qin Yu's expression changed constantly, occasionally glancing at Zhu Yishi, his thoughts unknown.

On the other hand, Zhu Yishi had a smile on his face, seemingly unconcerned about Zhen Hun's potential loss.

Xiao Beilong looked mockingly at Nan Meng, who was on the Vermilion Bird Platform above, murmuring, "The biggest difference between you and me is that you value individual strength, while I care about the overall interests."

In the Qianyue Kingdom's military region, Nan Meng was like a god, controlling the military power alone, overshadowing his subordinate generals. In any battle, he always led from the front, and his reputation was awe-inspiring, while other generals were left in his shadow.

The higher his position climbed, the more resources he enjoyed.

The resources allocated by the kingdom to the military were mostly concentrated in Nan Meng, unlike the military region of the Canglan Kingdom.

Perhaps Nan Meng was slightly stronger than Xiao Beilong, but in terms of the strength of the two countries' armies, the Qianyue Kingdom had fallen behind in the past five years.

Boom!

Zhen Hun descended like a ghost, smashing the platform, and just as Nan Meng dodged, he turned around and swung his sword, as if to cut through space. The speed was unimaginable. Unable to evade, Zhen Hun hastily pushed with both hands.

In an instant, the black spiritual power gathered into a shield in front of him, but it was in vain.

"Dang!"

The black shield was shattered by Nan Meng's sword, and the powerful force sent Zhen Hun sliding backward, leaving two shallow grooves on the platform, stretching for tens of meters.

After stabilizing his figure, Zhen Hun felt a sweet sensation in his throat and couldn't help but spew out a jet of blood. His whole body's aura instantly weakened, and his hands were bleeding incessantly, the blood dripping on the Vermilion Bird Platform, contrasting with the pure white jade, making it chillingly red.

"Wasn't it said that they were evenly matched?" Qin Jun asked Guanyu with a strange expression.

"Their cultivation levels are evenly matched, but Nan Meng has been in battle for years, accumulating a formidable killing intent, coupled with his rich combat experience, making Zhen Hun naturally no match for him." Guanyu opened one eye and explained.

Qin Jun was very curious and asked, "What is killing intent?"

"It's a higher realm of aura. It's better for the young master not to know for now." Guanyu stroked his beard and smiled, but his smile looked so punchable to Qin Jun.

At this moment, Zhen Hun once again attacked Nan Meng.

Similar to the first round, it was a one-sided suppression, but this time, it was the powerhouse from the Canglan Kingdom who was being suppressed.

Although Qin Jun couldn't see their movements clearly, he could tell that if this continued, Nan Meng would definitely win.

The atmosphere at the Vermilion Bird Platform was getting more and more intense, just like Qin Jun and the people and cultivators present.

Lord Qin felt deeply emotional, and he instinctively looked towards the pavilion where the Canglan Kingdom was located. The Crown Prince Zhu Yishi still had a smile on his face, as if Zhenhun did not belong to their Canglan Kingdom.

"Nameng, you are indeed strong enough!"

Zhenhun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and gritted his teeth.

Nameng remained expressionless, the black iron greatsword in his hand dripping with blood, but it was not his own; it was Zhenhun's.

"Even if I am defeated, you will still pay a heavy price!"

Zhenhun shouted angrily and immediately rushed towards Nameng. Nameng sneered, thinking it was ridiculous for Zhenhun to talk big at the last moment.

Just as the two were about to collide, Zhenhun quickly pulled out a red lotus seed in his right hand and threw it directly at Nameng. Due to the close distance, Nameng could only instinctively raise his sword to defend.

Boom! Boom! Boom...

The deafening explosion sounded, and the smoke instantly engulfed most of the space inside the Purple Light Prison Formation, frightening the people who covered their ears.

"Damn it! Playing dirty!"

Lord Qin exclaimed. If Nameng was defeated by dirty tricks, how could he still make an appearance?

The Emperor Qian and the generals on the pavilion stood up in unison, while the side of Crown Prince Zhu Yishi still wore a smile.

Shen Yan, standing on the Vermilion Bird Platform, was blasted onto the light curtain of the Purple Light Prison Formation, and the poor eunuch was probably injured from the shock.

"Father!"

Nan Yu exclaimed in fear, her heart instantly hanging in the air.