"Ooh, ooh, ooh!" Just then, the blare of a war horn pierced the air, roaring like dragons and tigers, reverberating throughout Bách Binh Sơn. It carried an imposing and magnificent might, its sound akin to a million-strong army in distress, like a surging flood of steel advancing, filling the heavens with killing intent.

"The war horn of Bách Binh Sơn!" Whether outside Đường Nguyên or within the territories governed by Bách Binh Sơn, the great sects, mighty nations, and ancient clans all found themselves utterly dismayed upon hearing such a sound.

The long, drawn-out blare of the horn, "Ooh, ooh, ooh," echoed far and wide, as if Bách Binh Sơn were summoning vast armies, as if Bách Binh Sơn were calling upon all its disciples across the land.

"Is Bách Binh Sơn about to wage war?" Hearing the incessant horn blasts, many sect masters of great sects and elders of ancient clans were equally alarmed. For the war horn of Bách Binh Sơn had not sounded for a very long time, let alone blared continuously without cease.

"What has happened? Are they preparing for battle?" The sound of the horn carried far, reaching numerous sects and great clans within Bách Binh Sơn's dominion, yet they remained oblivious to the cause. After all, for Bách Binh Sơn itself, or for the great sects and powerful nations within its jurisdiction, a continuously blaring war horn certainly signified no ordinary event. In the immediate aftermath, no external enemies were seen invading Bách Binh Sơn; so why then was the war horn of Bách Binh Sơn blaring incessantly?

"It is said that Lý Thất Dạ murdered a disciple of Bách Binh Sơn." Some great sects and powerful nations, initially unaware of the events, quickly received this news. Upon hearing this news, many sect masters and clan leaders within Bách Binh Sơn's jurisdiction were startled, asking, "Is it that Lý Thất Dạ, the richest man in the world?"

"Killing a disciple wouldn't warrant such a response, would it?" Some sect masters couldn't help but murmur. In truth, everyone knew that, let alone a colossal heritage like Bách Binh Sơn, even within the numerous great sects and powerful nations under its dominion, conflicts invariably arose within their own ranks, and disciples were sometimes slain. After all, amongst cultivators, where was there no struggle for survival? Bách Binh Sơn had disciples throughout the world; one or two being killed was a common occurrence, and Bách Binh Sơn had never sounded its war horn for such incidents.

"No, it is said that this wealthy Lý Thất Dạ purchased Đường Nguyên, and a heaven-shaking treasure has emerged from Đường Nguyên. This time, he has truly stirred up a hornet's nest." Those with swift intelligence soon grasped the full story.

"Is Lý Thất Dạ intending to establish his own sect within Bách Binh Sơn's territory?" After learning the news, many influential figures speculated. Everyone in the world knew that Lý Thất Dạ was currently the wealthiest man. If such a rich individual were to extensively purchase land within Bách Binh Sơn's domain, and even draw in great sects and powerful nations, this would not merely be establishing a sect within Bách Binh Sơn's jurisdiction; it might well be an attempt to shake Bách Binh Sơn's foundations, like a cuckoo usurping a magpie's nest.

Facing such a situation, how could Bách Binh Sơn possibly tolerate it? Furthermore, with a heaven-shaking treasure appearing in Đường Nguyên, it agitated everyone's nerves even more.

Outside Đường Nguyên, many cultivators and powerful experts had personally experienced this turmoil. The sudden blare of the war horn from within Bách Binh Sơn startled them greatly. Although it was said that Lý Thất Dạ had killed a Bách Binh Sơn disciple, the fact that Bách Binh Sơn was now sounding its war horn was indeed a huge surprise, leaving them astounded.

"Are they declaring war?" Some cultivators and powerful experts gasped in alarm, drawing in a cold breath. However, some influential figures, observing with greater clarity, slowly remarked, "It is likely Bách Binh Sơn intends to reclaim Đường Nguyên. How can one tolerate another snoring in their own bed, especially when a heaven-shaking treasure has emerged from Đường Nguyên?"

These words caused many cultivators and powerful experts to exchange glances, finding much sense in them. Đường Nguyên was too close to Bách Binh Sơn; for an outsider like Lý Thất Dạ to acquire it was already enough to displease Bách Binh Sơn. Now, Lý Thất Dạ had even killed a Bách Binh Sơn disciple. Furthermore, with a heaven-shaking treasure appearing in Đường Nguyên, how could Bách Binh Sơn possibly give up?

At that very moment, a series of thunderous "Boom, boom, boom" sounds reverberated. One saw war chariots, one after another, rushing forth from within Bách Binh Sơn, heading straight for Đường Nguyên. Amidst these rumbling "Boom, boom, boom" sounds, dust continuously billowed. The war chariots, advancing relentlessly like colossal flood dragons, displayed a menacing posture as they surged towards Đường Nguyên, giving one the impression of an iron-clad torrent.

The continuously arriving war chariots, with their banners flying, charged furiously. Their imposing momentum, coupled with an aura of iron-blooded slaughter, made people involuntarily tremble.

"The Iron Cavalry of Bách Binh Sơn!" Seeing Bách Binh Sơn's war chariots rushing forward like a flood of steel, many cultivators and powerful experts outside Đường Nguyên couldn't help but be dismayed, saying, "This time, Bách Binh Sơn is truly serious. They genuinely intend to make a grand move, perhaps even a fight to the death with Lý Thất Dạ."

Upon each charging war chariot, one saw Bách Binh Sơn disciples, one after another, brimming with vitality and emanating continuous primal chaos aura. Each disciple bore a solemn and cold expression, exuding fierce determination. Such disciples made no effort to conceal their potent and fierce aura, allowing their vigorous energy and primal chaos aura to surge forth freely. The continuous outflow of primal chaos aura was nothing short of an overwhelming torrent, its ceaseless emanation seemingly threatening to engulf Đường Nguyên at any moment.

And this division of iron chariots was personally commanded by Bát Tí Hoàng Tử. At this moment, Bát Tí Hoàng Tử was seen wearing a precious crown, clad in heavy armor, his eight arms spread wide, each grasping a treasure. Bát Tí's Eight Treasures: each artifact emanated a soaring brilliance. There was a treasure pagoda that swallowed and spat light, a divine furnace blazing with fierce flames, and an immortal cauldron from which chaotic waterfalls cascaded… Each and every treasure possessed unmatched divine might.

At this juncture, Bát Tí Hoàng Tử's divine halo unfurled, as if propping up heaven and earth. The aura emanating from his entire being seemed to encompass all the heavens. At this moment, Bát Tí Hoàng Tử, without needing to show anger, exuded a terrifying and awe-inspiring presence. Any cultivator or powerful expert who beheld him could not help but marvel at Bát Tí Hoàng Tử's formidable power and majestic bearing.

"Bát Tí Hoàng Tử himself has arrived!" Seeing Bát Tí Hoàng Tử leading vast armies, many people exclaimed in surprise. An older generation expert scrutinized the scene and slowly remarked, "This is more than just Bát Tí Hoàng Tử arriving in person; Bát Tí Hoàng Tử carries the Eight Treasures, empowered by the 'Bát Bảo Khai Thiên Công.' He already possesses the might for a great battle."

The Bát Bảo Khai Thiên Công was a supreme technique of Bách Binh Sơn, an unrivaled cultivation art created by Thần Viên Đạo Quân. Even without yet making a move, Bát Tí Hoàng Tử already held the Eight Treasures, using the "Bát Bảo Khai Thiên Công" for protection. This displayed astonishing arrogance and power; was he not aiming to utterly defeat his enemy?

In an instant, Bát Tí Hoàng Tử's commanded forces arrayed themselves outside Đường Nguyên. Bát Tí Hoàng Tử then ascended to a vantage point and bellowed, "Lý Thất Dạ, come out at once and account for your actions!"

Bát Tí Hoàng Tử, with his awe-inspiring presence and imposing majesty, compelled even the cultivators and powerful experts lingering outside Đường Nguyên to utter a sigh of admiration. "Bát Tí Hoàng Tử is truly formidable; he lives up to his reputation as one of the Four Prodigies of the Banners." A powerful expert exclaimed with emotion, "In the future, if he inherits the position of Bách Binh Sơn's leader, Bách Binh Sơn will surely flourish and expand greatly."

"Among the younger generation within Bách Binh Sơn, no one can compare to Bát Tí Hoàng Tử. He is destined to become Bách Binh Sơn's next sect master." Bát Tí Hoàng Tử, with his extraordinary bearing and imposing majesty, garnered the admiration of many cultivators and powerful experts, especially the great sects and clans under Bách Binh Sơn's dominion, who looked to Bát Tí Hoàng Tử as someone who would certainly inherit Bách Binh Sơn's leadership in the future.

"What fly is buzzing and yelling outside so early in the morning?" Following Bát Tí Hoàng Tử's challenge, Lý Thất Dạ's lazy voice echoed from within Đường Nguyên. Everyone looked to see Lý Thất Dạ idly stepping out from the ancient courtyard, looking as if he had just woken up, his eyes half-closed, casually glancing at the current situation.

Lý Thất Dạ's demeanor was utterly casual, as if he regarded the entire situation as utterly insignificant. Now, with Bách Binh Sơn in distress, and Bát Tí Hoàng Tử personally leading elite forces, Lý Thất Dạ still acted as if nothing mattered. This was indeed arrogant enough to make many people exchange bewildered glances.

Naturally, many Bách Binh Sơn disciples were so incensed that their eyes blazed with fury. Within Bách Binh Sơn's dominion, who dared disregard their Bách Binh Sơn's orders, and who dared show such contempt for Bách Binh Sơn? Today, their vast army had descended, majestic and soul-stirring, yet Lý Thất Dạ still dared to treat them with such disdain. How could the Bách Binh Sơn disciples not be livid with rage?

Bát Tí Hoàng Tử's eyes narrowed further, revealing terrifying killing intent. He too was livid, and he bellowed, "You murdered our Bách Binh Sơn disciples, how do you explain yourself?!" Could Bát Tí Hoàng Tử truly be blamed for his fury? Setting aside his status as Bách Binh Sơn's future successor, the mere fact that he was currently leading the iron cavalry with a vast army pressing down was enough to make anyone tremble. In such a situation, everyone understood that a single disagreement could mean becoming an enemy of Bách Binh Sơn, inevitably leading to devastating repercussions.

Under such circumstances, it was feared that any great sect or powerful nation within Bách Binh Sơn's jurisdiction would tremble and live in perpetual dread. Yet, Lý Thất Dạ now acted as if nothing mattered at all, his demeanor utterly indolent. He simply did not take Bát Tí Hoàng Tử into his eyes, nor did he regard his iron cavalry, and even less did he show any regard for Bách Binh Sơn itself. Lý Thất Dạ's blatant contempt for him, and for Bách Binh Sơn, was an affront to Bách Binh Sơn's authority. How could Bát Tí Hoàng Tử possibly overlook this?

"If they were killed, then they were killed." Lý Thất Dạ said with complete nonchalance, his voice lazy, "I've already stated that trespassers seek their own demise. If they wanted to intrude, they shouldn't have expected to leave alive. It's just killing a few people, what's there to be surprised about?"

"You!" Lý Thất Dạ's audacious and domineering words instantly turned Bát Tí Hoàng Tử's face crimson with rage. As for the vast army of iron cavalry, needless to say, the Bách Binh Sơn disciples' eyes were also spewing flames of fury, wishing they could tear Lý Thất Dạ to shreds.

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