33: Bai Qi descends upon the battlefield
At the Border, a bloody battle raged fiercely.
The allied forces of six million soldiers assembled from Six Major Races repeatedly assaulted the defensive lines of the Tai Yan Dynasty's various legions.
The light of Laws blotted out the sky.
The sounds of battle cries, explosions, and clashing weapons intertwined into a deafening war song.
Although each Tai Yan Soldier fought valiantly, in the face of absolute power, the defensive lines were under immense pressure, teetering on the brink of collapse at every moment.
Fortunately, Wei Zhongxian arrived in time.
He moved through the Battlefield, lightly waving his Horsetail Whisk in hand, unleashing a gentle yet lethal flow of Law power that effortlessly harvested the lives of the enemy's Supreme experts.
His appearance instantly turned the tide of the battle, quietly determining the final outcome of this great war.
Under the sky not far away, the commanders of the Tai Yan Dynasty's six Heavenly Armies gathered here.
The few of them watched Wei Zhongxian in the distance, who was slaughtering Supreme experts as easily as cutting melons and vegetables, and couldn't help but swallow nervously, their eyes filled with shock.
A burly, muscular man shook his head in disbelief and said, 'Am I seeing things? I previously thought that after our Tai Yan Dynasty advanced to an Emperor Dynasty, only His Majesty was a Quasi-Emperor. I never expected there was such a formidable figure hidden away!'
A commander with delicate features spoke softly, 'Your information is already outdated.'
'A while ago, when I was chatting with Prime Minister Xiao, I learned that our Tai Yan Dynasty now has a full three Quasi-Emperors.'
He paused before adding, 'From Prime Minister Xiao's tone, that commander who leads the Hundred Thousand Prison Suppressing Army has already reached the Sixth Level of Quasi-Emperor.'
'Moreover, not a single soldier in that Hundred Thousand Prison Suppressing Army has a cultivation level below the Saint Realm!'
Upon hearing this, all the commanders present collectively gasped in astonishment.
The burly commander sighed with emotion, 'In just how many years has His Majesty grown so powerful that even a sixth-level Quasi-Emperor is willing to pledge loyalty to him!'
A cold, clear female voice suddenly rang out:
'We also owe thanks to this Senior for arriving in less than three breaths after we engaged the enemy. Otherwise, this time, our six Heavenly Armies would likely have been completely annihilated.'
Hearing this, the five commanders' gazes turned toward the female commander at the forefront.
Commander of the Heavenly Noble Star Phoenix Army—Feng Qingge.
None of them disagreed with her words.
After all, among their six Heavenly Armies, there wasn't even a single Supreme expert.
The strongest among them was only at the peak of the Saint Emperor realm, and even that Breakthrough was achieved by riding the wave of Spiritual Qi when the Imperial Dynasty advanced to an Imperial Dynasty.
But on the enemy's side, there were dozens whose cultivation levels they couldn't discern.
With such a vast disparity, if Wei Zhongxian had arrived even half a step later, the sixty million soldiers under their command would likely have become souls lost on the Battlefield.
'This place is Tens of Millions of Li away from the Imperial City, yet a Quasi-Emperor could arrive in just a few breaths.' The burly commander sighed sincerely.
He suddenly changed the subject and looked at Feng Qingge, 'Qingge, I heard Su Ying has already broken through to the Supreme realm. Aren't you envious?'
As soon as these words left his mouth, the other commanders quickly nudged him discreetly.
Only then did the burly commander realize he had said the wrong thing and hurriedly tried to make amends:
'Although Su Ying's Breakthrough relied on the supreme pill bestowed by His Majesty, that doesn't mean you're inferior to her!'
'Haven't you also reached the peak of the Saint Emperor realm? In the future...'
His words abruptly stopped.
Feng Qingge had already turned around, her cold eyes fixed directly on him.
The burly commander swallowed nervously and forced an awkward smile, 'Forget I said anything, forget I said anything.'
The other commanders helplessly shook their heads.
This wasn't comfort—it was adding fuel to the fire!
Everyone in all the Heavenly Armies knew that Feng Qingge and Su Ying were rivals.
No, there was also Huan Liuli. All three of them were determined to win His Majesty's favor.
Yet the lustful His Majesty stubbornly refused to take the three women into his Harem.
All three of them held back their frustration, their sights set directly on the Dragon Bed.
Feng Qingge withdrew her gaze and said coldly, 'As commanders, do you only know how to stand here and watch the show?'
As she spoke, her figure transformed into a streak of light, charging into the distant army engaged in fierce combat.
The burly man watched her retreating back and muttered, 'Joining in or not makes no difference. That Senior has almost finished off all the Supreme experts.'
Before he could finish, the delicate-featured commander beside him elbowed him hard.
The others said no more and joined the Battlefield one after another.
Although the outcome of the battle was already decided, with one more person contributing, one fewer soldier would sacrifice their life.
The burly man quickly shut his mouth, hoisted the three-meter-long broadsword on his back, and strode out with large steps.
At the same time.
The Grand Elders of the Six Major Races gathered together.
They watched Wei Zhongxian in the distance, who moved as if in an unguarded realm, each trembling with fear, their faces pale.
'What's going on? Could it be that the Old Ancestors failed to stop the Tai Yan Dynasty's Quasi-Emperor?' one Elder asked anxiously, his voice trembling.
'Now is not the time to dwell on this! Retreat, we must retreat immediately!' the Grand Elder of the Feather Race said with deep sorrow.
'In just this short while, my Feather Race has lost five Supreme experts and five million soldiers!'
'If we keep this up, the sixty million soldiers brought by our Six Major Races will be completely annihilated!'
The other Elders chimed in agreement, 'Exactly! We must retreat at once!'
The Grand Elder of the Shadow Race, serving as the Grand Marshal of this allied army, seeing everyone in agreement, immediately channeled his full cultivation, his voice spreading across ten thousand li: 'All soldiers, heed the order—retreat!'
The soldiers of the Six Major Races felt as if granted amnesty, frantically fleeing toward the direction they came from.
The pressure Wei Zhongxian brought was far too terrifying. Merely by approaching, even without taking action, many soldiers were crushed into Bloody Mist by that invisible oppressive Aura.
In an instant, the allied forces scattered in all directions, utterly disgraced.
The Tai Yan Dynasty's six Heavenly Armies naturally wouldn't let this opportunity slip, pursuing relentlessly until they reached the Tai Yan Dynasty's Border before stopping.
Soon, Wei Zhongxian and the commanders of the six Heavenly Armies gathered together.
The burly commander looked at the Twenty Million Allied Forces still fleeing in the distance, his eyes gleaming with excitement as he eagerly asked, 'Senior, shall we continue the pursuit?'
Wei Zhongxian frowned slightly, momentarily unable to decide.
One should not pursue a desperate enemy, but Letting a Tiger Return to the Mountains might bring future troubles.
In that moment of hesitation.
'Rumble—!'
The heavens and earth abruptly changed color!
The entire sky was dyed an endless blood-red.
A killing Aura, a thousand times more intense than the Battlefield's Killing Intent and pure to the extreme, poured down like a River from the Nine Heavens, instantly enveloping the entire Battlefield!
The next second, all sounds on the Battlefield vanished.
Even the fleeing allied soldiers stopped in their tracks—not because they didn't want to flee, but because their bodies wouldn't obey.
Whether Tai Yan Soldiers or the allied forces of the Six Major Races, all involuntarily felt their Divine Souls tremble.
A fear rooted in the instinct of life tightly gripped each person's heart.
At that moment, a cold, judgmental voice exploded across the heavens and earth:
'The Border of the Tai Yan Dynasty—is this a place you can come and go as you please?'
'Before I descended, fleeing might have offered a slim chance of survival.'
'Now that I have personally arrived, this place shall be your destined grave.'
All soldiers looked toward the direction of the voice, their eyes filled with terror and confusion.
'Th-that... what is that?!' a Feather Race soldier pointed into the distance, his voice shaking uncontrollably.
At the horizon's edge, a blood-red cloud layer was spreading at a speed beyond comprehension!
Looking closely, it wasn't a cloud layer at all, but clearly an army of a hundred thousand soldiers clad in dark crimson blood armor!
Wherever they passed, space twisted, life force was severed, as if they were the Incarnation of death itself.
And at the forefront of the legion, Bai Qi's figure descended like a god of slaughter.
He didn't even draw the asura world-ending sword, merely sweeping a cold gaze over the densely packed allied forces below.
'Asura Blood Domain, open!'
As his icy voice fell, an invisible killing Domain centered on him instantly expanded, enveloping the entire Battlefield!
The allied forces trapped within the Domain instantly felt the blood and Qi in their bodies boil wildly, as if about to burst from their flesh.
Their Primordial Spirits were wracked with excruciating pain.
Their strength rapidly drained, their life force mercilessly stripped away by the Domain.
In just a few breaths, they became utterly weak and feeble.
In contrast, the Hundred Thousand God Slaying Army, the moment Bai Qi descended and the Asura Blood Domain opened, saw their Aura surge wildly!
Their eyes turned blood-red, Bloodlust condensed into tangible armor and weapons around them, and they let out bloodthirsty roars!
'Kill!'
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