Chapter 46 Talent
"The blue sky is dead, the yellow sky shall be established!"
Loud slogans broke through everything, and the altar of their battle was activated.
The thunder dissipated and Yu Ji's laughter came to an abrupt end.
"This is impossible..." Yu Ji screamed, and couldn't even block the attack that was about to hit him.
"Puff" Yu Ji spat out a mouthful of blood, but he didn't care at all. He stared at the scene in front of him.
Zhang Jiao, who was originally punished by endless thunder from the sky, except looking a little embarrassed, actually survived the endless thunder.
What shocked Yu Ji even more was that the khaki dragon shadow covering Zhang Jiao was actually the national destiny. Although it was a new national destiny, it perfectly helped Zhang Jiao conceal the secret.
"Those who become emperors cannot live forever, you have sacrificed your own life span!" Yu Ji suddenly realized what Zhang Jue was doing. Forcibly sacrificing his own life span as an immortal to become like that of an ordinary person was simply a fantasy for an immortal who was pursuing immortality.
"Yu Ji! Go!" Nanhua and his men started preparing to escape from the moment they saw Zhang Jue was still alive. They could think of what Yu Ji could think of, and they knew even better how powerful an immortal with the support of a country's destiny was.
Their purpose was to kill Zhang Jiao, or at least to prevent him from continuing his activities. Now that their goal has been achieved, of course they are preparing to escape.
Yu Ji woke up as if from a dream. How could he have so much time to sigh in the fight between life and death? Why not run away while Zhang Jue is still asleep and stay here to die?
Zhang Jue did not say anything and did not move. He just watched Nanhua and others flee in a hurry.
He raised his hand and looked at his body which was pierced by the light. Zhang Jiao said that he had lost the ability to interfere with reality.
There are three types of breaking boundaries: breaking boundaries with spirit, breaking boundaries with essence, and breaking boundaries with energy, and his is breaking boundaries with spirit.
Relying on the characteristics of his immortal heart and indestructible spirit, he penetrated into the national destiny and survived the thunder from the sky, but it was only his spirit, or his soul .
Before he condensed his new body, he had already lost the ability to interfere with reality. Even if he wanted to keep all the troublesome immortals, he could only sigh in the end.
He could only continue to take action if he continued to burn his lifespan, but he had already sacrificed a lot of his lifespan and he still had great ambitions to fulfill. A group of immortals was not worth such a huge sacrifice.
The Yellow Turban troops who hurried over looked at Zhang Jue on the altar in bewilderment. They couldn't find the two parties fighting just now. Even with the pillar of light guiding them, they could only wander outside the battlefield.
"Great and Good Teacher..."
"Go and support the city wall. I don't need guards anymore." Zhang Jue sighed quietly. He could only place his hopes on the four generals guarding the four gates. Even if he had supernatural powers, he could only sigh in despair.
Zhang Jiao who is in the state of national destiny will not be harmed by any attack unless someone destroys the national destiny. But what kind of attack can destroy the national destiny?
It was with the will of all living beings and a series of arrangements that he was able to barely shatter the country's destiny. Only God knows how much he paid in the process. Even Zhang Jue could not be sure how much he paid. The only ten years of life left were enough to explain everything.
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"So, the traitor Zhang Jiao won't show up in the short term?" Huangfu Song asked with a little doubt as he looked at Nanhua, who looked like an immortal.
He also saw the pillar of light that penetrated the sky and the earth above the battlefield just now. That power made him doubt whether the immortal in front of him had the ability to fight against the powerful Zhang Jue.
"Zhang Jiao's body is lost, and he will not be able to interfere with reality for at least a month. I hope the general will seize the opportunity." Nanhua had a bitter look on his face. Ascension, something he had pursued for most of his life, was actually achieved by his own apprentice. What was even more sad was that he had to fight for life and death with his apprentice.
"Would the Taoist priests be willing to continue to lend us a helping hand?" Huangfu Song was very satisfied. Zhang Jue's condition was very important information. He finally saw hope of suppressing the Yellow Turban Rebellion.
"We are originally people from the mountains, and Zhang Jue is no longer a human being. Even if we want to, we are powerless." Nanhua raised his hand for Huangfu Song to take a look. The originally flawless body now looked like a broken porcelain, with cracks all over Nanhua's body.
Looking at the exhausted and injured Nanhua, Huangfu Song was out of ideas. He thought it was a blessing that the immortal could make Zhang Jue leave. He was just too greedy.
"General, now that we have concluded our mission, we will take our leave now."
"Master, please do as you please!" Upon hearing Huangfu Song seeing him off, Nanhua bowed and then disappeared.
"Someone come!"
"What do you want, General?"
"Order the three armies to start cooking and launch the decisive battle at noon tomorrow." Huangfu Song acted decisively. His talent told him that what Nanhua said was true and defeating the Yellow Turbans was urgent.
As a famous fence-sitter, Huangfu Song's talent is intuitive perception, and he has a vague judgment on the truth of information. It is precisely because of this talent that he can thrive in the court full of intrigues. Even when the Factions and the Ten Attendants rebelled, he was able to remain standing in the court.
"Tell the generals to give their all this time. Remember, give it their all!" After Huangfu Song gave the order, he repeatedly reminded the messenger.
"Yes"
The morale of the Han army was also in turmoil. Although Huangfu Song was not a great scholar like Sima Hui who could see through people's talents, he had many years of military experience and guessed, just by looking at the troops under the command of Cao Cao and others, that Cao Cao and others definitely had their own talents, but no one showed them in this battle.
He was very unhappy with the fact that all the main generals were just doing nothing, but because of his fence-sitter nature, he did not say anything definite in order to avoid making enemies with everyone. After all, the situation was not that bad.
Whenever he activated his own talents, he would feel the restraints of heaven and earth. Naturally, he understood why others were hiding their abilities. After all, no one could activate their talents right from the start. Talents were their last trump card.
However, now that the opportunity to succeed in one battle is before him, coupled with the increasingly impatient imperial edicts from the court, he can no longer care about so much. He can only force everyone to give their all. After defeating the Yellow Turbans, he will find a way to reconcile with everyone.
Guo Hao was extremely troubled when he received the notice. He had only used his talent two or three times when he was targeted by Huangfu Song. His vision was too sharp.
Looking at the military order in front of him, Guo Hao sighed and took Qu Yi to find Huangfu Song.
When he arrived outside the big tent, Guo Hao saw Liu Bei, Cao Cao and others also coming together.
Obviously, they had received Huangfu Song's military orders and understood Huangfu Song's meaning. Since they had no way to hide their shortcomings, they could only explain the effects of their talents in advance.
Otherwise, if talents are used on the battlefield and both sides are caught off guard, it would be bad.
