The Human Emperor

Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
“Heh, Gao Xianzhi, you don’t think you have the time to break away from a battle with me to assist others, do you?”
Abu Muslim heartily laughed, a mocking expression on his face.
Hierophant Khatabah was the true commander of this battle, as he always had been. If the Tang had underestimated anyone in this battle, it was Khatabah. How could a legend who had forged Arabia through his own sweat and blood possess such little ability and only know how to blindly dispatch soldiers?
In the first battle, the Hierophant had used two hundred thousand soldiers to numb them, and in the next battle, he had used several dozen Behemoths and a seemingly mindless assault to further numb them!
These people had underestimated the Hierophant too much and fallen completely into his tempo!
Upon hearing Abu Muslim’s words, Gao Xianzhi’s expression fell.
Zhangchou Jianqiong and An Sishun also grimaced. They glanced over to the front and saw that the Crown Prince’s Junior Guardian was still being held down by Adnan and the Blade of Mukala. Adnan was madly laughing as he swung again and again at Wang Zhongsi.
Even the slowest person could now see that they had fallen into Khatabah’s trap. All his casual orders had been precisely for this moment. But at this moment, they were vastly outnumbered, and neither Zhangchou Jianqiong nor An Sishun could do anything about it.
“What do we do? What do we do?”
King Song was stricken with worry. The only ones who could assist the center were Gao Xianzhi and Abusi, but Gao Xianzhi was being held down while Abusi and his Tongluo Cavalry were still busy fighting with the two hundred thousand cavalry that had approached from the rear.
And there was still no sign of activity from Wang Chong!
As for the formidable Wushang Cavalry, the Mamelukes, upon receiving the order, had joined together with the other cavalry to throw themselves at the Wushang Cavalry, attempting to pin them down no matter the cost.
The Great Tang was in a dire situation!
There’s no time!
The Arab cavalry continued to surge in from both sides, closing in around the Nine Dragon Army and the three Great Generals. Finally, King Song clenched his teeth and gave the order.
“Pass on my order! Gather everyone we can and prepare to attack! No matter what, we have to stop them from completing the encirclement!”
Bang!
Just when King Song was preparing to lead a group of several hundred people with little fighting power to the front line, an enormous roar came from ahead.
“Kill!”
The heavens resounded with war cries!
King Song raised his head in shock and saw that several thousand white-robed Confucians had appeared, weapons in hand, and were madly throwing themselves at the intersection of the Arabian ‘V’, making almost suicidal attacks against the Arab cavalry.
“Kill!”
“Members of the Confucian Sect, listen! Now is the time to repay the Great Tang!”
“The Confucian Sect must compensate for its crimes! No retreat! Everyone, attack!”
Enraged shouts rang out over the battlefield.
King Song was struck dumb. As he stared at that young and slender figure leading the force and those high-level Confucian Sect experts at his side, he suddenly understood, his eyes going red. In the militarist-Confucian conflict, the Confucian Sect had committed a grievous mistake.
Even though Wang Chong had forgiven them, even though the empire had forgiven them, they could not forgive themselves.
After resolving the crisis of the armored giants for the time being, Li Junxian led the Confucian Sect experts without hesitation toward the gap in the ‘V’.
The Confucian Sect did not have many people, but all of them possessed formidable cultivation. They were the only ones who could resolve this crisis for the moment.
Roooar!
Furious howls and massive waves of righteous energy swept over the world, knocking the Arab cavalry off their mounts, but the Confucian Sect also suffered heavy losses. Each Confucian Sect expert had to deal with ten-some Arab cavalry at once, but even so, not a single one backed down. Before dying, they would even roar and detonate their Stellar Energy to take their enemies down with them.
In just a few short moments, the Confucian Sect suffered astonishing losses.
“Secretariat Advisor…”
King Song’s eyes went red, but there was nothing he could do. And King Song also understood that the Confucian Sect members were sacrificing their lives only to buy the army some time. Once the Confucian Sect members were all killed, the danger would still exist.
King Song instinctively turned once more to the motionless figure of Wang Chong.
“Wang Chong, it all depends on you! Hurry and wake up!”
King Song clenched his fists and then rode off on his warhorse.
Only Wang Chong was capable of changing the course of this battle. Until he awakened, King Song also needed to enter the fray to buy the army more time.
……
At this moment, Wang Chong was also in grave danger, each lightning bolt shaving away at his Psychic Energy. He didn’t have much time left.
“While the sun is the source of heat for the world and is a Psychic Energy art that all Psychic Energy practitioners dream about obtaining, it is only one kind of Psychic Energy art. No matter how powerful the sun is, it is still a part of the world, one of its creations. The Forbidden Art Sea is a complete world, and how could one part of the world stand against the entire world?”
The High Priest’s voice resounded through the Forbidden Art Sea.
“Your fate is decided!
“This time, once I obtain your complete soul and mind, I will be able to see all your secrets and get to the bottom of what the so-called Child of Destruction really is!”
The High Priest’s voice was drifting about so that it was impossible to pin down his real location. It was at this time that the High Priest revealed his true objective.
Wars between mortals had nothing to do with him, and for hundreds of years, the High Priest had never once participated in one. But this time, he had made an exception and joined Khatabah on this eastern expedition precisely so that he could meet with Wang Chong.
Wang Chong himself did not understand what sort of secret there was to his reincarnation.
But the High Priest seemingly knew much more.
Buzz!
Upon hearing the High Priest’s words, Wang Chong suddenly shuddered, and as he raised his head, he had a flash of insight.
“High Priest, thank you!”
Wang Chong looked up at the sky, that young face suddenly flashing a faint and confident smile.
At a certain part of the Forbidden Art Sea, the composed High Priest suddenly felt his heart thump in ill foreboding.
“I understand now! You’re right! The sun is only one creation of the universe, so how can it resist the entire world? In other words, to break the Forbidden Art Sea, I have to transcend it and find an even greater power!”
Wang Chong’s eyes blazed with greater confidence.
Buzz!
Deep within the Forbidden Art Sea, the High Priest grimaced.
The Forbidden Art Sea could not be broken. This had been the case for countless generations and countless civilizations, and there was naturally no one who could break it now. The High Priest did not know what Wang Chong was thinking or what he was going to do, but Wang Chong’s change in attitude still left him extremely uneasy.
But before the High Priest had time to think—
Bang!
A dazzling light erupted from Wang Chong’s body. The corona, the sunspots, the solar flares… all of them were created with vivid realism, and a massive sun soon appeared in the gloomy world of the Forbidden Art Sea.
The High Priest was taken aback, and then he chuckled.
“Heh, so it was just this trick again!”
The High Priest relaxed, and those violet-black bolts of lightning stopped. In the High Priest’s view, Wang Chong’s reaction was just an attempt to deceive himself, one last struggle before his death.
“Didn’t I already tell you? It’s useless. Your mastery of the psychic arts is too lacking. Perhaps if you were given enough time to mature, you might be able to surpass me, but right now… you’re still far from my level!” the High Priest nonchalantly said.
“Is that so?”
Wang Chong smiled.
“What about this, then?”
In another flash of light, another sun manifested next to the first, with its own corona, sunspots, and solar flares. Its boundless heat and light pushed back the surrounding darkness and lightning.
In the glow of these two suns, Wang Chong’s figure seemed divine and majestic.
“It truly leaves a deep impression, but this is still futile. The Forbidden Art Sea will not be altered simply because another sun has appeared. You cannot stop me in this place!”
In a flash of light, the High Priest reappeared in the black sea, holding his staff as he slowly walked across the surface of the water.
He essentially knew where Wang Chong’s bottom line was now. His comprehension of the ‘Blazing Sun’ at the Battle of Talas had probably been his limit. It was truly impressive for him to have created two massive suns with his own power.
With this power, Wang Chong could rank as one of the strongest Psychic Energy practitioners in history. However, in front of the High Priest, who had existed for countless years and knew innumerable secrets, he was still insignificant.
The difference in age had decided everything!
Buzz!
But the High Priest had barely spoken when space trembled. Far above Wang Chong, a third blazing sun manifested, causing the High Priest to grimace. Not even he had imagined that Wang Chong could create three suns at the same time.