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"Roar~"

Three dragon roars rang out, and Jon couldn't help but raise his head and look up at the dark sky.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Three pillars of fire descended from the sky as Hao Yun, accompanied by three young dragons, traversed the battlefield.

As the flames swept across, the undead were quickly incinerated and turned to ashes in the blink of an eye.

"It's reinforcements! Our reinforcements have arrived! Brothers, charge with me!"

At that moment, Jon mustered his courage, stood at the highest point of the city wall, and shouted loudly.

The soldiers, who had lost confidence and were fleeing in all directions, seemed to have found their leader at this moment and actually rallied together to launch a counterattack.

The undead occupying the city wall were pushed down by the soldiers.

Hao Yun, who was in the air above the battlefield, glanced at the city wall and patted Xiao Hei on the neck.

"Little Black, breathe fire down the city wall."

As the dragon's flames descended, the flesh and blood staircase erected by the undead army was quickly burned to ashes.

The Night King, who was watching from the rear, had a change in expression when he saw the dragon appear. He reached out and a White Walker beside him handed him a long spear of ice.

With his spear aimed at the dragon, the Night King swung his arm and threw the icy spear.

"Little Black!"

Hao Yun, noticing the Night King's sneak attack, kicked the Black Dragon.

The black dragon, which was breathing fire, suddenly flapped its wings, causing its body to rise higher.

The icy spear grazed the black dragon's claws and disappeared into the darkness.

The hot-tempered Blackie, seeing that he had been ambushed, roared in the direction of the Night King and flapped his wings to rush over.

Behind the army of the dead, on a small hillside, the Night King, with ten White Walkers, looked up at the black dragon.

Hao Yun scanned the Night King with his divine sense and was somewhat surprised. He had not expected that the Night King had actually developed a unique cultivation method.

Within the Night King's body exists a spiritual power, which, according to cultivation level, should belong to a Golden Core stage cultivator.

Hao Yun took out the Yin-Yang Mirror and shone it on the Night King below. The Night King and the ten White Walkers beside him instantly turned into dust.

"That's all for today."

The battlefield fell silent instantly; after the Night King's death, the undead army vanished along with him.

The soldiers who survived looked around blankly, and finally cheered.

We won!

"We won!"

Amid cheers, the black dragon landed on the city wall, and Hao Yun leaped off its back.

The other two dragons also landed on the buildings in the city, and the soldiers who were just cheering suddenly fell silent.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Jon smiled and opened his arms to greet him.

The two hugged, and Hao Yun punched Jon in the chest.

"You're really lucky, kid. If Arya hadn't begged me to come and help you, you would be one of them by now."

As he spoke, Hao Yun kicked the corpse at his feet aside and turned to look at Winterfell.

After the rampage of the undead, the city was in chaos, with weeping heard everywhere.

"Arya is with you!"

Jon exclaimed in surprise. He thought Arya was still in Queen Cersei's hands, but he never expected that she had actually run to the other side of the Narrow Sea.

"Yes, a few days ago she smuggled herself to Slave Bay by following a merchant ship."

"Fortunately, she was unharmed."

Jon couldn't help but sigh, and soon several surviving Stark vassals came to report on the battle.

"Sir, thank you for your support."

After the three vassals bowed to Hao Yun, they spoke to Jon about the casualties among the soldiers.

In this battle, half of the city's six thousand soldiers were killed, and a third of the savages who came to provide support also perished.

Hundreds of civilians in the city were also killed or injured in the undead attack.

"I'm so sorry, I have something to take care of and can't stay with you."

Hao Yun waved his hand, indicating that Jon should not worry about it.

Jon nodded and left with his vassals to handle matters after the war.

After dismissing the three young dragons, Hao Yun strolled around the city. However, after only a short while, he lost interest. Winterfell was exactly the same as it had been before he left, without any change.

Leaving Winterfell, Hao Yun headed straight for the hot springs in the valley outside the city. Soaking in the hot springs, Hao Yun couldn't help but sigh. The last time he came here, it was Robb who brought him. Now Robb has gone to meet his Old God.

Click!

The sound of breaking branches came from the valley, and Hao Yun turned his head to look towards the entrance of the valley.

"Stop hiding, come out, everyone."

Two men and two women emerged from the bend in the valley.

The newcomers were none other than Bran and Rickon, who had been missing for a long time. As for the two women behind them, Hao Yun only glanced at them and then paid no more attention to them.

Hao Yun stared at Bran with great interest, looking him up and down. He couldn't help but think to himself, "This Green Prophet is something else. He even knows how to resurrect someone from another body."

Bran, who is now standing in front of Hao Yun, is actually the Green Prophet.

"Green Prophet, I didn't expect you to be so good at conning people."

Bran's expression remained unchanged. He stared blankly at Hao Yun and opened his mouth to reply.

"What are you saying? I don't understand."

"Tsk! That's no fun. Do you dare to do it but not admit it?"

Leaning against the edge of the hot spring pool, Hao Yun had a faint smile on his lips.

Suddenly, Bran's eyes rolled back, and a powerful mental force rushed into Hao Yun's brain.

Hao Yun, who had been smiling just moments before, suddenly turned cold.

"roll!"

Chapter 174 Invading the Seven Kingdoms

The Green Prophet has survived for over a thousand years and is indeed quite capable. Not to mention anything else, his spiritual power alone has reached the level of an Earth Immortal.

However, Hao Yun was no pushover either. With a sudden burst of divine sense, he broke through the Green Prophet's mental attack.

In Hao Yun's eyes, as a cultivator, the Green Prophet's use of spiritual power was still too crude. It was fine for controlling an ordinary person, but when it came to cultivators like himself, it was just asking for trouble.

Bran groaned, his body swayed, and blood began to ooze from his ears, nose, and mouth.

Are you alright?

The two women standing behind Bran quickly stepped forward, shielding him behind them, and drew their bows and arrows, aiming at Hao Yun.

"Green Prophet, will you leave on your own, or will I kill you and extract you?"

Ignoring the arrows aimed at him, Hao Yun stared intently at the Green Prophet.

Just now, when the Green Prophet attacked, he sensed the aura of the Time Law on the Green Prophet.

"You are not from this world!"

Suddenly Bran cried out in alarm, his eyes filled with terror.

The Green Prophet had only recently possessed Bran's body and was still adapting to it, so his combat strength was clearly insufficient.

Having lost the battle of wits, the Green Prophet seized the opportunity to enter the river of time, hoping to read Hao Yun's origins. But what he saw shocked him.

He discovered that Hao Yun appeared out of thin air, leaving no trace in the long river of time.

"He has some skill, but it's still not enough."

As he spoke, Hao Yun threw out the Yin-Yang Mirror, which immediately froze the Green Prophet.

"I'll do it myself."

Hao Yun spread his divine sense out, enveloped Bran, locked onto the Green Prophet's aura, and forcibly pulled him out.

The three people standing next to Bran stared blankly at Hao Yun, still not having reacted.

"ah!!!"

The Green Prophet's soul was forcibly extracted, and Bran collapsed to the ground in agony, convulsing and screaming in agony.

"what have you been doing!"

The two women beside Bran drew their longbows taut, glaring angrily at Hao Yun.

"Quiet!"

Hao Yun glared at the two of them, then lowered his head and stared at the soul in his hand with great interest.

Bran screamed in agony, his eyes rolled back, and he immediately fainted.

"Green Prophet, I never expected you to have such a good thing."

Hao Yun probed into the Green Prophet's soul with two fingers and pulled out a green crystal from his body.

What attracted Hao Yun was this crystal, which was filled with a rich amount of time laws.

As the crystal detached from the body, the Green Prophet's soul began to dissipate. He stared at Hao Yun with venomous eyes, as if cursing something.

"snort!"

Hao Yun flipped his hand and crushed the Green Prophet's soul.

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