The Records Of The Human Emperor Chapter 1121

Chapter 1121: Wang Yan In Danger

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

Wang Chong, Gao Xianzhi, the Demonic Emperor Old Man, the Wushang Village Chief, and the others had been vigorously working to stop Qutaybah and the others from approaching the Nine Dragon Blood Formation.

Huoshu Huicang, Dusong Mangpoje, Ziyad, and Osman were all putting their full strength into breaking past their opponents and destroying the Nine Dragon Blood Formation.

But a moment later, without any warning, the four abandoned their respective targets, enduring a blow from their opponents so that they could aim their strongest attacks at the infantry behind Wang Yan and the Anxi Protectorate army soldiers behind Cheng Qianli.

The two already didn't have many soldiers behind them, and this abrupt attack by four top-class Great Generals immediately inflicted horrendous losses. Intense explosions caused limbs to fly through the air as the areas behind Wang Yan and Cheng Qianli became strewn with corpses and the cries of the wounded.

The soldiers trained by the two were disciplined veterans, but not even they could stand against the assault of four Great Generals.

A new variable instantly appeared on the battlefield.


The horrendous losses inflicted on Wang Yan and Cheng Qianli created a chain reaction. In the blink of an eye, the light around Cheng Qianli and Wang Yan faded, the giant figures of the Supreme Desolation God and Mighty Miracle God disappearing. Without the support of these powerful formations, Wang Yan and Cheng Qianli dropped from the sky, their eyes wide open in shock.

A moment ago, the two had been worried about the enormous losses in their ranks, but a moment later, their God avatars had been extinguished, leaving them dumbfounded and caught off guard.

"Wang Yan, run!"

Cheng Qianli immediately gave a deafening roar. Everything had happened too abruptly, but Cheng Qianli soon realized what was going on and realized that they had made the wrong judgment. Everyone believed that the Arabs' goal was the Nine Dragon Blood War Banner, none of them even imagining that they would target Wang Yan and Cheng Qianli.

The sudden turn immediately caused the Great Tang to lose two Great Generals. Although Wang Yan and Cheng Qianli were still alive, the Supreme Desolation God and Mighty Miracle God were no more.


Dalun Ruozan's eyes flashed with sharp light as he clenched his fists in excitement.

Although the Celestial Wolf Great General had fled, everything else was going according to plan.

Cheng Qianli and Wang Yan were the two weakest parts of the Great Tang side and crucial factors in Dalun Ruozan's plan, critical elements to defeating the Great Tang and reversing the battle.

Over the long and protracted battles, the soldiers under Wang Yan's and Cheng Qianli's commands had dropped to extremely perilous levels.

The Ten God Formations of the Great Tang had a manpower requirement. To form a God avatar, one had to command a certain number of soldiers, and once the number of soldiers dropped below this level, the God Formation would immediately be dispelled.

Regrettably, the fierce fighting had caused Wang Yan and Cheng Qianli to forget this detail.

This detail had become their Achilles' heel!

What comes next is extremely important! It all depends on how they do!

Time was short, and a hint of tension appeared on Dalun Ruozan's face. With both Wang Yan and Cheng Qianli removed as Great Generals, the Arabs had a massive upper hand. An advantage of two Great Generals posed an enormous threat to the Great Tang's Nine Dragon Blood Formation.

As Dalun Ruozan mused to himself, the Great Tang army fell into an extremely disadvantageous situation.

"Father!" Wang Chong called out, his eyes bloodshot.

Everything had happened far too quickly. With the disappearance of the two God avatars, the Great Tang's situation rapidly reversed, and by the time Wang Chong had turned his head to see what was going on, he could already see Huoshu Huicang, Dusong Mangpoje, and Osman attacking Wang Yan together.

Even at his peak, Wang Yan wouldn't have been able to hold against the attacks of three Great Generals, much less after his God avatar had been broken.


Wang Yan appeared doomed, but as a renowned general and a descendant of a great clan, Wang Yan fearlessly gripped his sword.

For a true man, what joy was there to be had in life, and what fear was there to be had in death?

Wang Yan's eyes clearly showed that he had resolved himself to die.


Wang Yan's bones groaned as he gripped his sword and lunged forward at the three Great Generals.

"Wang Yan, hand over your life!"

Huoshu Huicang's eyes were vicious, his entire body exploding with killing intent.

In the war of the southwest, two hundred thousand warriors of the Ngari Royal Lineage had become naught but dust and scorched earth. Although Huoshu Huicang had never said anything about this before, this had always been a deep ache in his heart. Now, he could finally take revenge for those warriors.


In a golden flash of light, Huoshu Huicang transformed into a massive golden Buddha, one of his hands clenching into a fist and punching at Wang Yan. At the same time, Osman and Dusong Mangpoje launched their own attacks.

The winds howled and the earth groaned as the Stellar Energy raged through the air.

Just when Wang Yan seemed about to die under the attacks of the three Great Generals, a powerful mental ripple caused the world to pale.

In a flash, this ripple collided with Huoshu Huicang's body. Huoshu Huicang was a powerful Great General who was further empowered by the Vairocana Buddha, but this blow immediately caused his body to tremble and halted his momentum.

The unthinkable art, the Blazing Sun!

Wang Chong had immediately used the supreme technique he had used against Masil, the manifestation of the sun.

Great Generals all had mighty Psychic Energies that were as sturdy as fortresses. Psychic Energy Arts used against them would be halved in effectiveness.

Thus, Wang Chong had not used this move in the previous battles. But in his frenzied rage, Wang Chong had exploded with a power far above normal. Even someone of Huoshu Huicang's abilities couldn't help but groan under this Psychic Energy Art.

Yet this was far from over. As the mental assault hindered Huoshu Huicang, another vast energy exploded from Wang Chong's body.

"Great Distortion Art!"

A vast storm of dust immediately rose into the sky.

The images of the sun and moon condensed on Wang Chong's shoulders.

But Wang Chong's Great Distortion Art this time was not meant for attacking. Instead, he aimed the powerful attractive force of the technique at the distant Osman.


Osman was midway to reaching Wang Yan when the Great Distortion Art began to affect him. Not only did his body begin to be pulled toward Wang Chong, but even his attack was pulled to the side by Wang Chong's technique.

"How could it be like this!"

Osman was scared out of his wits.

After being injured by the black-armored guard, he was still far from his peak strength, not even reaching the level of a Great General. If not for the importance of this battle, he would have never entered the field.

And Wang Chong's Great Distortion Art was inconceivably powerful. Ever since Wang Chong had comprehended the origin of energy, the Great Distortion Art had reached a frightening level of power.


Before Osman had time to think, he had been pulled over to Wang Chong, and their palms collided with each other.

As if this had opened a floodgate, Osman's energy suddenly began to madly surge into Wang Chong.

An infuriated Wang Chong exhibited absurd levels of power. In this single clash, Osman was immediately further injured and one-fifth of his energy was drained away. This situation had completely surpassed Osman's imagination.

A dragon in shallow waters would be played around with by the shrimp while a tiger on flat terrain would be bullied by dogs. If Osman had been at his peak, he would have never had so much of his energy absorbed in a single clash, but in his current condition, Osman was no match for Wang Chong.

Not only that, Osman realized an even more astonishing fact. While Wang Chong was using the Great Distortion Art to pull in Osman, he was also charging at Dusong Mangpoje.

"Damned bastard!"

Osman was both furious and frightened. He was already heavily injured, and now some of his energy had been absorbed by Wang Chong. If he were dragged along by Wang Chong and used to block one of Dusong Mangpoje's attacks, the consequences were easy to imagine. In the worst case, this place would be Osman's last stop.


Suddenly! A bloody mist erupted from Osman's body, breaking him free of Wang Chong's pull.

The moment he broke free of Wang Chong's control, Osman fled like a stray dog in a bloody flash of light. Meanwhile, the energy in his body began to rapidly weaken.

Decarabia's Flight!

This was a supreme technique of the demon god Decarabia, sixty-ninth of the Seventy-Two Demon God Pillars.

From the rank of sixty-nine, one could see that Decarabia1 was not one of the more powerful demon gods, but he had a powerful technique that was meant for escape.

Even as the demon gods who were much stronger than Decarabia were sealed one after another in the deep sea, Decarabia managed to escape time and time again from the hands of the gods and angels.

In the end, it was only after a vast majority of the demon gods had been sealed that the gods and angels pooled their strength to hold down Decarabia and finally seal him. One could easily imagine Decarabia's skill in the art of escape.

Osman had expended a great deal of energy to finally find this Decarabia's Flight technique.

The technique required paying an enormous price, and Osman had already used it twice in a short period of time. Even someone as powerful as him had been greatly wounded by this repeated use.

But this was far better than being struck by one of Dusong Mangpoje's attacks.

Wang Chong didn't even glance at the fleeing Osman. As Dusong Mangpoje attacked Wang Yan, Wang Chong immediately interposed himself between them, using his back to stop Dusong Mangpoje's attack and protect his father.

All this was done in mere seconds. Before anyone could react, Dusong Mangpoje's attack impacted into Wang Chong's back.

1.Decarabia is the sixty-ninth demon of the Ars Goetia. He is a Marquis of Hell who commands thirty legions of demons. He usually takes the appearance of a pentagram.