The Human Emperor

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

“Finally time?!”

Deep in the northeastern region of the Tibetan Plateau, in a hidden and secluded area, Great General Bahram looked in the direction of the City of Steel, a sharp light in his eyes.

If one looked behind Bahram, one would see tens of thousands of Khorasani soldiers, many of which were Aswaran Cataphracts. There were also soldiers that Bahram had recruited from the Sassanid army.

Just like Arabia, the Sassanid Dynasty was a militaristic country. Ever since Wang Chong had been called back to the Great Tang capital and Khorasan had fallen, Bahram had been constantly recruiting Sassanids from Khorasan and vigorously training them.

Bahram’s experience in training soldiers and Su Hanshan’s assistance had produced an extremely impressive army.

“The King of Foreign Lands has sent the signal! Everyone, get ready! In three seconds, we’re moving out! Follow me onto the battlefield so that we Sassanids might annihilate Arabia, wash away our shame, and avenge our country!”

Bahram turned his head, a cold and murderous look in his eyes.

Rumble!

A moment later, the force of one-hundred-thousand-some Khorasani heavy cavalry under Bahram’s command charged out of the Tibetan Plateau and vanished into the yellow sand, attacking the Arab rear with fearless resolve!

All of this appeared to have been planned out. Bahram, the Aswaran Cataphracts, and the Sassanid cavalry showed no hesitation as they charged into the terrifying sandstorm.

The destructive power of the sandstorm was enough to make any general despair. The sandstorm was targeted against the Arabs, but it was just as effective on Bahram and his army.

But as they were charging in the same direction as the sandstorm, the sandstorm did not have much impact on them.

Moreover, they were much more prepared than the Arabs, as they were all wearing heavy armor. In addition, Wang Chong had also stipulated that each Sassanid horseman should hang two large plates of steel from the sides of their horses, meaning that they were even less affected by the sandstorm.

Although some of them were still swept up into the storm, vanishing into the sky, Bahram and the Sassanids had expected this. Each of them stepped onto the battlefield with the resolve to die!

The Sassanids and the Arabs could not share the same sky!

When the Sassanid Dynasty was first destroyed, the Arabs had massacred the city and almost wiped out every remaining member of the dynasty, even members of the royal household. And the second time, when Wang Chong was called back to the capital and the protection of the Great Tang was stripped away, countless Sassanids had fallen under the Arab assault of the city: men, women, even the elderly and children were all massacred.

If not for Wang Chong’s threatening missive, even more Sassanids might have been killed.

This was an eternal grudge, and as long as they could annihilate the Arabs and make them pay in a most painful fashion, the Sassanids did not care what price they would have to pay.

Rumble! Under the cover of the sandstorm, the hundred-thousand-some Sassanid soldiers charged toward the Arabs in the south.

Meanwhile, as Wang Chong was using the Greater Void Step to avoid another of Khatabah’s attacks, a familiar voice rang out in Wang Chong’s ears.

“Wang Chong! Rain! Can you use the Origin Immortal Sword to create a downpour? I need rain to deal with him!”

Wang Chong followed the voice and saw the Lone Silence Ancestor in the distance, looking up worriedly at the dark clouds and lightning with a worried and pensive look on his face.

Wang Chong was momentarily startled, and then he understood. Though he didn’t know if the Lone Silence Ancestor’s plan would be effective, and he had never tried to use the Origin Immortal Sword to create rain before, at this time, Wang Chong was willing to try any plan that might help him defeat Khatabah.

“What are you thinking? Did you ask me?!”

As a callous voice exploded in their ears, a raging gout of flame swept toward them. Khatabah’s Black Flame Ifrit had fashioned lava into a black scimitar that it was now swinging at Wang Chong.

Such was the power of this slash that as it swept through the air, it cracked the surface of space like it was a mirror, and the blade of lava and flame was so condensed that it seemed to be made of actual metal.

But just when Khatabah attacked, a massive fist attacked the Black Flame Ifrit from the back. Its impact immediately caused the Black Flame Ifrit’s Stellar Energy to fiercely ripple, and even the scimitar was affected.

Wang Zhongsi!

The person who had created such a large impact on the Black Flame Ifrit at this time could only be the Great Tang’s previous War God, Crown Prince’s Junior Guardian Wang Zhongsi. Even though he had been retired for many years and did not have as many tricks as Wang Chong, Wang Zhongsi was extremely powerful, not much weaker than Wang Chong.

Awooo!

The King Ape howled, baring its fangs as it barged through the Class 20 sandstorm, and right behind it were Gao Xianzhi, An Sishun, and the others.

In flashes of light, Song Yuanyi, Xie Guangting, the Black Yin Ancestor, and the Myriad Ghost Ancestor also arrived.

And there was a rumbling in the distance as Tongluo Great General Abusi and his Tongluo Cavalry, having finally scattered that force of two hundred thousand Arab soldiers, charged through the sand, their capes flapping in the wind.

In another direction, King Song and General Li rushed over with several Dragon Guards.

King Song and the Dragon Guards had been dealing with the Arab Governors and Deputy Governors this entire time, but they could no longer concern themselves with that. If the Black Flame Ifrit were not killed, all of them would die.

Buzz!

As Tang experts appeared from every direction, even Khatabah was forced to shift his focus. His expression turned grim, but his killing intent also increased!

Rumble!

As reinforcements arrived, Wang Chong used this moment to temporarily leave the encirclement, raising the Xuanyuan Sword into the sky.

Rumble! A blazing pillar of energy pierced through the sandstorm and into the dark clouds above. There was an explosion of thunder, and the clouds that the pillar of energy had sunk into began to writhe with silver snakes.

Operate on a dead horse like it’s a living horse! I have to at least try! Wang Chong remarked to himself as he looked up at the sky.

The Xuanyuan Sword’s ‘Lightning Flash’ truly could create weather phenomena, but Wang Chong had never tried to summon a rainstorm with it. As the Xuanyuan Sword could summon clouds, it should have theoretically been able to create a thunderstorm.

After all, while the people of this world might not know, Wang Chong, with his memories from an entirely different world, knew that if he brought a positive thundercloud together with a negative thundercloud, their interaction would produce a thunderstorm.

And given the current weather, success would lead to a historic storm.

More importantly, besides the Xuanyuan Sword, Wang Chong also had the Stone of Destiny to observe and disturb the weather!

A few moments later, through the model in his mind, Wang Chong found two thunderclouds of opposite natures.

“Found it!”

These two thunderclouds covered an extremely large range, and through the Nine Heavens Phenomena Formation, they had developed extremely contrasting properties.

Boom!

Wang Chong aimed the Xuanyuan Sword at their point of intersection and swung. At this moment, a bolt of lightning that was more than one hundred feet wide, appearing like an immense river, flashed across the clouds, splitting the skies of the northwest and illuminating the countless soldiers below.

After the lightning vanished, the world was plunged into darkness. Silver snakes flashed in the darkness, and then raindrops the size of beans began to thump into the earth, the dark clouds emptying their moisture.

The rain was originally like a curtain, but it rapidly intensified, becoming so dense and concentrated in seconds that it seemed like rivers were pouring down from the heavens.

Whoosh!

This intense rain had the Lone Silence Ancestor ecstatic. He had not really expected success, but Wang Chong had really done it! A martial artist had been able to summon the winds and call the rain, controlling the weather! This was an absurd display of power, akin to that of a god!

“You did it! You really did it!”

The Lone Silence Ancestor’s shone with excitement. The northwest was an arid region that saw little rain. Not even the Lone Silence Ancestor with all his power could do anything about it. But Wang Chong had clearly managed to draw over the rainclouds from the Tibetan Plateau, the Turkic steppe, and even Longxi.

Now that he had this massive thunderstorm providing a nearly limitless supply of water, added to the fact that he had further improved his control of the Water Element after the northwest expedition, he could get stronger and stronger. His power could rise to such dizzying heights that even though he was only a peak Great General martial artist, he could unleash power equivalent to the Subtle realm.

“Wang Chong, leave the rest to me!”

The Lone Silence Ancestor opened his hand, upon which all the rain within a ten-thousand-foot radius of him suddenly turned into a vortex of water that began to howl toward the Lone Silence Ancestor. A few moments later, this massive waterspout that seemed to link the heavens to the earth fused with the Lone Silence Ancestor.