The rain of arrows was still pouring down.
Black crossbow bolts, screaming as they tore through the air, slammed violently into the massive gate-plank shield.
“Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!”
Sparks flew in all directions.
The iron-plated city gate was actually being dented under the impact.
Some of the crossbow bolts even pierced through the iron and wood, protruding out the other side.
The giant man’s steps paused slightly.
He let out a beast-like low roar.
The hearts of all coalition soldiers rose to their throats.
Was he… unable to hold on?
Even this monster couldn’t withstand the Qin army’s demonic weapons?
“ROOOAR—!!!”
A heaven-shaking roar erupted.
The giant man’s bare upper body bulged with steel-like muscles.
Veins like coiled dragons twisted violently beneath his skin.
“Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!”
With dull sounds, the crossbow bolts that had pierced the gate and lodged in his muscles were forcibly pushed out by brute strength!
They flew backward with drops of blood and fell weakly to the ground.
The giant didn’t care at all.
He merely shook his mountain-like shoulders, as if he had only been bitten by a few mosquitoes.
He raised his head and revealed a mouth full of yellow teeth toward Hangu Pass.
A savage and cruel smile.
He stepped forward again.
“Boom.”
“Boom.”
This time, his steps were even firmer, even more stable.
He alone was a moving fortress.
Behind him, the already-collapsing coalition soldiers were stunned.
Silence.
Then, after a brief moment of dead quiet—
A volcanic eruption of cheers!
“Xiang Invincible!”
“Xiang Invincible!!”
“Xiang Invincible!!!”
A soldier threw away his shield and waved his fists in excitement.
Another dropped to his knees, frantically kowtowing toward that towering figure.
Morale returned.
No—more than returned.
It became even more frenzied than before!
Xiang Liang watched that figure, trembling with excitement.
This was the secret weapon of his Xiang clan!
His nephew’s son—born with divine strength, the monster known as Xiang Tian!
“Hahahahaha!”
Xiang Liang threw his head back and laughed wildly.
“Did you see that! This is the war god of Great Chu!”
He pointed toward the city wall, speaking proudly to Tian Dan and Zhao Xie.
“What God Arm Crossbow? What Qin elite troops? In front of my nephew Xiang Tian, they are nothing but chickens and dogs!”
Tian Dan and Zhao Xie looked at the monster advancing through the arrow rain, completely pale-faced, and could only nod repeatedly.
“Tian’er!”
Xiang Liang roared toward the front.
“Smash open the city gate!”
“The first merit will be yours!!!”
…
On the city wall.
The hotpot was still bubbling “gurgle gurgle.”
Wang Jian’s hand gripped the battlement tightly, knuckles turning white.
He stared at the giant below.
“This man has extremely strong external body training.”
His voice was heavy.
“He likely already possesses grandmaster-level power.”
Qinglong stood beside him without speaking, but his grip on his sword tightened.
Ying Ziye slowly peeled a purple grape.
He glanced at Xiang Tian below.
Then shook his head.
He placed the translucent fruit in his mouth and muttered vaguely:
“Rough skin. Thick flesh.”
“Good for pulling a mill.”
Wang Jian: “……”
Li Si: “……”
Everyone thought the Ninth Prince was speaking nonsense.
Only Ying Ziye knew.
Behind him—in the shadow that had gone unnoticed all along—
A figure slowly stood up.
He wore no dragon robe, no official attire.
Only the simplest black martial clothing, outlining a tall and upright frame.
He had been sitting there quietly all along, as if completely detached from the chaos around him.
At that moment, the man stood up.
He did not emit any oppressive aura.
He looked like nothing more than an ordinary young guard beside Ying Ziye.
He walked to Ying Zheng’s side.
Ying Ziye casually peeled another grape and naturally fed it to him.
The man opened his mouth and ate it.
Then he turned around and walked toward the staircase leading down the city.
“Creak—”
A harsh, grating sound echoed.
The extremely heavy Hangu Pass gate was slowly being opened—from the inside.
Outside the pass.
The cheers of the 300,000-strong coalition army abruptly stopped.
Everyone widened their eyes, staring at the gradually opening gap.
What was going on?
Did the Qin army surrender?
The gap widened further.
Sunlight poured into the gate passage.
No vast army.
No tightly formed Qin battle formations.
Only one figure.
A young man dressed in black martial attire.
He held a simple, ancient longsword in his hand.
Alone, he slowly walked out.
He stepped onto the blood-soaked open ground before Hangu Pass.
The coalition once again fell into dead silence.
A moment later—
Laughter erupted like a storm.
“Hahahahaha! Has Qin run out of men? They sent out a pretty boy to die?”
“Kid! With that delicate skin, which noble lady are you here to serve?”
“Go home and drink milk! This isn’t a place for you!”
Filthy mockery echoed everywhere.
Xiang Tian, who had just reached the gate, also stopped.
His massive body cast a huge shadow, completely engulfing the black-clad man.
He grinned savagely, his voice like muffled thunder.
“Where did this brat come from?”
“Go home and drink milk!”
He casually slammed the riddled gate-shield onto the ground.
BOOM!
The earth trembled violently.
He reached behind his back and pulled out two massive bronze hammers.
Each one was as large as a water vat.
“Since you’re seeking death!”
Xiang Tian roared.
He pushed off the ground with explosive force.
His enormous body shot into the air like a cannonball, leaping high over the black-clad man.
In midair, his arm muscles swelled to their limit.
The two giant hammers, tearing through the air with terrifying screams, smashed down from left and right!
A violent shockwave erupted!
The ground cracked and exploded!
This strike alone could flatten a war chariot into scrap iron!
On the city wall, Wang Jian’s heart jumped into his throat.
However—
The black-clad man below did not dodge.
He didn’t even look up.
He simply raised his left hand.
No flashy technique.
No surging inner force.
Just an ordinary, casual lift of the hand.
“Clang——!!!!”
A deafening metallic collision erupted across the battlefield, shattering eardrums!
Everyone’s ears rang violently.
Time seemed to freeze.
As the dust settled—
Everyone saw a scene they would never forget in their lives.
Those two massive hammers capable of splitting mountains had stopped midair.
The black-clad man still stood in place.
The stone ground beneath his feet had cracked layer by layer, sinking three inches.
Yet he had not moved an inch.
That seemingly unremarkable hand had casually caught the point where the two hammers met.
Xiang Tian’s enormous body remained suspended mid-strike, frozen in the air.
His face was filled with shock and disbelief.
The black-clad man slowly raised his head.
His young and handsome face showed no expression.
It was a face unfamiliar to all the former nobles of the Six Kingdoms.
He revealed a row of white teeth toward Xiang Tian in midair.
It was the gaze of someone looking at prey.
“Good strength.”
“Unfortunately—”
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