Chapter 795: Dusong Mangpoje, Escaping Without a Trace! (1/2)
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
”No! This young junior truly has some abilities. Old Fang and I chased him down, but he managed to use the strength of his tens of thousands of soldiers to stop us and escape without a trace,” the Demonic Emperor Old Man lightly said, speaking of the matter like it was just a trifling affair.
Dusong Mangpoje was a famous Ü-Tsang Imperial Great General, known throughout the world as the Eagle of the Plateau, and one of the few peak Saint Martial experts of the world. However, in the mouth of the Demonic Emperor Old Man, he was just a 'young junior', but Wang Chong found nothing inappropriate about this form of address.
Although Dusong Mangpoje was at the peak of the Saint Martial realm, he was much younger than Wang Chong's master, and he had also not spent as much time at the peak of the Saint Martial realm, so there was nothing excessive about calling him a 'young junior'. Moreover, the Demonic Emperor Old Man had once been the supreme master of the evil path in the Central Plains, with countless experts dying at his hand. He had killed so many Saint Martial masters that almost all the sect masters of the world paled at the mention of his name.
There were very few people in the world who could sit on his level.
Even in that apocalyptic era, when Wang Chong became the Grand Marshal of the world and the most powerful War Saint in the history of the Central Plains, he still regarded the name of the Demonic Emperor Old Man as an existence hanging high above him like the noon sun.
If not even the Wang Chong of that time had the right, Dusong Mangpoje certainly had no reason to be brash.
”I also only found out today that he was an Imperial Great General of Ü-Tsang. If I knew that he would lead soldiers to invade the Great Tang, I would have never let him go,” the white-haired Wushang Village Chief sighed.
”Mm?”
Wang Chong's eyebrows rose, and he finally could not hold back his question.
”Village Chief, what's the story behind all this?”
At the rear gate of the fortress, he had already noticed something strange. For an Ü-Tsang Great General to recognize the Wushang Village Chief was simply beyond belief.
The Wushang Village Chief hid nothing and told Wang Chong the story.
”So when Dusong Mangpoje was fleeing, he accidentally ended up in Wushang Village, and then for the sake of Huang Botian, Village Chief let him go?” Wang Chong asked, his brow creased.
”Aaaah, it is exactly as you say.”
The Wushang Village Chief sighed and nodded, and Wang Chong felt like there was nothing more he could say as he looked at the ashamed and remorseful expression on the old man's face. Huang Botian was Wushang Village's outermost Protector, but he was also a martial maniac. Anyone who could defeat him would win his good favor, and he would regard them as his brother and comrade.
Wang Chong had known about this for some time, and he also knew that he had released a person who had intruded into Wushang Village. But Wang Chong could have never imagined that this person would be Dusong Mangpoje.
Destiny seems to preordain everything. I managed with great difficulty to entrap Dusong Mangpoje and expose his identity, but I didn't think that it would be Huang Botian that would allow him to escape.
Wang Chong could only bitterly smile. Huang Botian's love for martial arts was a part of his nature and could not be changed. There was nothing that could be done about Dusong Mangpoje exploiting this point.
”Village Chief, there's no need to worry. Dusong Mangpoje should have received a big shock this time, and in this triangular gap, he lost many soldiers and a Brigadier General in Dayan Mangban. It will be some time until he dares to come back,” Wang Chong comforted.
”You're right on that point,” the Demonic Emperor Old Man suddenly butted in, a proud expression on his face. ”Although we allowed him to escape, Old Fang and I managed to heavily wound him. He'll need at least half a year to recover.”
”Ah!”
Wang Chong was pleasantly surprised to hear this. As he had been in the Four Symbols Yinyang Soul Trap dealing with Dayan Mangban, he had no idea what was going on in the outside world. Wang Chong had not expected that someone of Dusong Mangpoje's strength would have been severely wounded by his master and the Wushang Village Chief. This meant that his operation had turned out even better than predicted.
”Wonderful! This means that Dusong Mangpoje will find it very difficult to appear in the northern region of the plateau for a very long time, much less threaten Qixi.”
Wang Chong had an excited expression.
”Oh, Master, when Dusong Mangpoje used his secret technique to borrow the strength of his army, how did you manage to break it?”
In the war of the southwest, Wang Chong had seen Huoshu Huicang use a secret art of the Great Snow Mountain Holy Temple to transform into a giant golden Buddha that had been able to block the strength of his father's Mighty Miracle God with a single palm. The scene had left a very deep impression on him.
As an Ü-Tsang Great General, Dusong Mangpoje most certainly had a similar technique.
”That was no big deal. Such secret arts are very simple. He could only use the strength of the people near him. The closer they are, the more strength he can borrow, and vice versa. To break it, one only needs to kill all the people nearby,” the Demonic Emperor Old Man lightly said.
”Brother Zhang is correct. This sort of secret technique truly isn't much to worry about,” the Wushang Village Chief agreed.