Endless Winter: My Camp Upgrades Infinitely

Chapter 1626: Chapter 512: Failure and Success, the Death of Yang Jian (Part 3)

The clash of blades and spears in mid-air resounded with an earth-shattering roar, with intense shockwaves spreading out from the point of impact.

Buzzing………

Within a range of over a hundred meters, all soldiers were instantly blown away. Over a dozen soldiers closest to the point of clash, whether from Great Xia or Beishuo, had their war armor shattered, flying backward while continuously vomiting blood. A few of the unluckiest among them even perished on the spot.

“Block me, die!”

The Beishuo soldier who ambushed Xia Chuan suddenly raised his head, revealing a middle-aged face seventy percent similar to Yang Jian, but younger, with a more defiant and confident look in his eyes.

With a shout of rage, he exerted strength with both hands, pressing down the black blade; the long spear scraped past the blade’s edge, again heading towards Xia Chuan’s brow.

“Yang Zhun has returned from Chen Cang!”

Whoosh……

As this thought flashed in Xia Chuan’s mind, his pupils were filled with terror, yet he suddenly noticed something, and the terror in his pupils instantly vanished, leaving only ecstasy and excitement.

It was a bright light, a light fast to the extreme.

That bright light pierced through the air, in a flash reaching Yang Zhun’s back.

The originally unstoppable Yang Zhun clearly sensed it too. His pupils shrank fiercely, and the previously unstoppable black long spear abruptly withdrew, his body twisting to evade, narrowly avoiding the dazzling light.

Clang……

The bright light eventually struck two Beishuo soldiers in the distance.

The two soldiers, hit by the bright light, couldn’t even let out a cry. Fear just appeared on their faces before their bodies cracked open, disintegrating into pieces on the ground.

“Third Brother!”

Failed…

The thought of the assassination’s failure flashed through Yang Zhun’s mind, making his face ashen, but before he could gather himself, an exclamation came from behind, causing his body to tremble sharply.

It was the voice of his second brother, Yang Fa.

Third brother, what happened to third brother…

Yang Zhun turned to look back, and upon seeing the scene below Baimu City, his eyes immediately burned with rage, his pupils filled with anger and madness.

His third brother, Yang Jian, was being speared by a Xia Army soldier with a long stick.

The long stick pierced through Third Brother Yang Jian’s head, lifting his entire body into the air. There was no sign of life in Yang Jian’s pupils, evidently dead.

He failed to assassinate Xia Chuan, yet Great Xia successfully assassinated his third brother!

“Ah……”

With a roar, Yang Zhun’s pupils bulged, and his fists clenched so tightly they bled.

He no longer concealed anything, his Peak of Xianyang strength fully unleashed, raising the temperature for miles around. The originally pitch-black long spear was suddenly enveloped in a layer of blood light, and his body vanished, charging straight at his third brother Yang Jian, or more accurately, the soldier holding Yang Jian’s body.

Why do the Yang Family’s three brothers, resemble the third and the eldest the most?

Because Yang Jian and Yang Zhun were born of the same mother, whereas the second brother, Yang Fa, was born to their father and another woman. Despite their harmony, truth be told, both in blood and relationship, Yang Zhun’s bond with Third Brother Yang Jian was undoubtedly closer.

According to the Southern Slope Nine Towns’ hierarchy, during his absence in Chen Cang, it should logically have been Yang Fa to assume leadership of Beishuo, yet it was Third Brother Yang Jian, which already spoke volumes about the matter.

“You killed my third brother, you killed my third brother, I will take your life, I will take your life……”

Even though he had been entrenched in Chen Cang for many years, Yang Zhun held deep affection for his youngest brother. He knew well that Third Brother Yang Jian’s talents were no less than his own and had always wanted to develop in Chen Cang, but for his elder brother’s peace of mind in cultivation, he stayed willingly in the Southern Slope Territory, managing Beishuo on his behalf.

For many years, he had always harbored a sense of indebtedness toward Third Brother Yang Jian.

This return to Beishuo was meant to reunite the Southern Slope and then allow Third Brother to become the uncrowned king of the entire Southern Slope, as compensation for his years of toil. But who would have thought Yang Jian would die so senselessly right before his eyes…

Staring at his third brother’s body, Yang Zhun’s pupils were full of bloodlust, plunging him entirely into madness.