The Human Emperor

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

The world dimmed as Wang Chong’s Psychic Energy rushed into the several dozen Behemoths, traveling along their nerves into the depths of their minds.

Although the Behemoths were extremely tenacious and possessed terrifying strength, they had fragile minds and souls. If Wang Chong could take control of the Behemoths, he could even use them against the Arab army.

Buzz!

A few moments after that shadow appeared, Wang Chong’s mental energy had swept unstoppably through the nerves of those Behemoths and reached the core. This was where he could take control of those Behemoths.

Through his mental energy, Wang Chong could even see that the core of the Behemoth appeared like a walnut.

The Behemoths’ Psychic Energy was far weaker than their size implied. The Beast Taming Art simply needed to control their core and Wang Chong could make them his own, granting the Great Tang its own Behemoth Army.

“It’s useless!”

Just when Wang Chong was about to seize control of these Behemoths, an emotionless voice resounded through Wang Chong’s mental domain. Wang Chong was shocked, but he had no time to think.

Boom! Just when he was about to interact with the cores of the Behemoths, Wang Chong’s Psychic Energy slammed into what felt like a steel mountain and instantly splintered apart. The exposed Behemoth cores had suddenly been locked down, and Wang Chong’s Psychic Energy was no longer able to make any progress.

Not only that, Wang Chong could even see an intense halo of light radiating from the Behemoth cores. As this bright halo expanded, all of his Psychic Energy was annihilated.

A Psychic Seal!

Wang Chong realized in alarm what this was. The Arabs had come prepared this time, setting up powerful Psychic Seals in the Behemoths to guard against psychic practitioners.

“You’re Arabia’s High Priest, Masil’s master!”

Wang Chong slowly raised his head, his enormous Psychic Energy tracing down the source of that voice and finding an ancient and powerful will that was many times stronger than Masil’s.

Wang Chong followed that mental will all the way to the distant elephant Behemoth, where, standing behind Khatabah, was the almost negligible presence of the High Priest.

The High Priest was cloaked in a black robe, and his staff was covered in mysterious inscriptions. But at this moment, that cold voice once more spoke into Wang Chong’s mental domain.

“As I have said, it’s useless! After what happened at Talas, did you think I would not come prepared?”

The man’s voice was aloof and devoid of emotion.

Wang Chong’s heart shivered. Even though he had put up all his defenses, his enemy’s thoughts had still managed to penetrate into his mind.

Through this alone, his foe had exhibited unimaginable power, making him stronger than any Psychic Energy practitioner he had previously faced.

“I have already placed an ancient Ring of Sealing on the minds of the Behemoths, an external seal meant specifically for dealing with Psychic Energy practitioners. No matter what method you use, you cannot invade their minds and take control of them.”

In the dim mental world, the High Priest’s cold voice resounded through every corner.

“Hmph, is that so?”

Wang Chong coldly snorted and then immediately began his assault.

Psychic Storm!

An explosion like that made when the universe was brought into being resounded through the mental world. Tangible Psychic Energy exploded over the area in a furious storm.

As this energy spread, all the Behemoths were engulfed.

Awooo!

The Behemoths howled in pain and once more fell into chaos.

The ancient Ring of Sealing that the Arab High Priest had placed on the Behemoths could not stop Wang Chong from directly attacking the Behemoths with Psychic Energy.

This was like a large house with a locked door. The lock on the door prevented outsiders from getting inside, but this didn’t mean that the person outside couldn’t damage the exterior of the house.

Bangbangbang!

Upon seeing the Behemoths begin to crash into each other one thousand feet from the Tang defense line, the High Priest grimaced beneath his black robe.

The Behemoths had very weak Psychic Energy, but this was only compared to Psychic Energy practitioners, particularly those like Wang Chong who knew techniques like the Beast Taming Art.

Not using the Beast Taming Art and merely attacking the outside would damage the offensive abilities of the Behemoths, but the Ring of Sealing should still have been able to weaken these external attacks.

Yet Wang Chong’s Psychic Storm had pierced through the powerful mental defenses and was able to affect so many Behemoths at once. This was proof that Wang Chong’s Psychic Energy had reached an incredibly formidable level.

This was much stronger than what the intelligence reports had said.

“Release!”

As the Behemoths fell into chaos, Su Hanshan seized the moment to strike.

Boomboomboom!

Another wave of giant ballista bolts howled through the air and struck those tenacious creatures.

Awooooo!

Another six or seven Behemoths howled as they were brought down by the barrage.

At least nine Behemoths had been killed by now. Nine of these monsters at the Battle of Talas would have long ago inflicted enormous damage on the Tang army.

But this time, not a single one had managed to reach the defense line, let alone damage it.

Su Hanshan waved his sword as he firmly ordered, “Ballista corps, target the areas being struck by the giant ballistae. Fire!”

Bang!

The ballistae creaked and shuddered, and then tens of thousands of ballista bolts flew through the air and converged on a single Behemoth.

These ballista bolts were far weaker than those fired by the giant ballistae, but many ants could bite an elephant to death, and the sheer number proved to have a cumulative effect.

Most importantly, Su Hanshan had trained the ballista soldiers extremely well. Such was their accuracy that all the ballista bolts struck the breaks in the armor of the Behemoths, rendering the armor useless. As the ballista bolts thudded into the wounds of the Behemoths, their condition continued to worsen.

Awooooo!

With plaintive howls, four or five more heavily injured Behemoths breathed their last and crashed to the earth.

“Damn it!”

The Arab Governors, Deputy Governors, and soldiers all paled at this sight.

The Behemoth Army was their strongest force and their best weapon for breaking the several hundred li of defensive fortifications. But before the Behemoths had even reached the defense line, ten-some had been killed, with a significant number badly injured. This situation was simply unbelievable.

After all, these Behemoths were encased in armor that had been reinforced with countless inscriptions and formations. But none it had been of any use.

Buzz!

In the distance, another powerful wave of Psychic Energy rippled out from the Arab side to calm the Behemoths.

But before this Psychic Energy could soothe the Behemoths, a powerful wave of Psychic Energy rose from the Great Tang side and slammed into the High Priest’s Psychic Energy.

Boom! The mental world shuddered and swayed, those two powerful streams of Psychic Energy obliterating each other.

“Your opponent is me!”

Wang Chong’s voice resounded in the High Priest’s mind.

The two entered a stalemate. As he stared at the distant Wang Chong, Psychic Energy soaring to the heavens while his body was like a spear thrust into the earth, the High Priest grimaced.

But his eyes quickly focused, and he slammed his staff into the ground.

Bang!

With a heavy thud, a powerful mental wave rippled out from the High Priest’s staff, penetrating through the Behemoth and into the earth.

Before Wang Chong could react, this mental wave entered the bodies of the five Behemoths in front.

Roooar!

With furious roars, those Behemoths suddenly recovered their senses and broke free from the others to charge at the defense line.

“Not good!”

In alarm, Wang Chong partitioned off some of his Psychic Energy to deal with those Behemoths. But this time, Wang Chong’s Psychic Energy attack was completely ineffective, and the Behemoths continued to charge.

“It’s pointless! This is a unique beast taming spell mixed with a Psychic Seal. For at least six seconds, they will be completely immune to your mental attacks.”

The High Priest’s voice resounded in Wang Chong’s mental domain.

As the most mysterious existence of Arabia, someone who had lived for countless years, the High Priest knew numerous ancient psychic techniques, one of which he had just used.

The High Priest’s words immediately made Wang Chong’s heart sink.