91: The Heavenly Army of the Four Realms breaks through the enemy.

Several hours ago.

A chilling air of slaughter filled the world.

On the Eastern Barrens battlefield, black clouds rolled, and Demonic Qi soared to the heavens.

The Yao Emperor, Thunder Prison, manifested his true form as a colossal thunder tiger. His massive body stretched across the firmament, every strand of fur flickering with blinding arcs of lightning. His roar shook the Void Realm.

"Su Ying! With just these ragtag troops of yours, you dare to invade my Yao Race territory? Today, my army of 120 million will ensure your Dynasty's Heavenly Army never returns, leaving not even a bone behind!"

At the very front of the military formation, a figure stood fearless.

Su Ying was clad in silver armor, her bright red cloak billowing in the fierce wind, her red-tasseled spear pointing directly at the sky.

"Yao Emperor, besides roaring, what else can you do?"

As her voice fell, the pressure of a Great Emperor crashed down, and in an instant, the heavens collapsed and the earth split.

"Heavenly Hero Star Luan Army, follow me and kill!"

Su Ying shook her spear, and behind her, the phantoms of ten thousand Luan birds cried out in unison. The entire army, like a sharp blade, slammed resolutely into the sun-blotting demonic clouds.

"Kill them all!"

Thunder Prison roared, and as the giant thunder tiger, he carried a vast sea of lightning and pounced directly at Su Ying.

The moment Su Ying struck, the other three legions also erupted simultaneously.

"Treasure Gathering Illumination, All Laws are Wealth! Brothers, take down these beasts!"

Although Jin Wanguan, the commander of the Heavenly Wealth Star, was obese, his movements were exceptionally agile.

He brandished the Treasure Gathering Illumination Staff in his hand, and golden light immediately radiated in all directions, illuminating the entire battlefield.

Wherever the blades of the Pi Army pointed, the Yao Race's gathered offensive withered away visibly to the naked eye.

"In the Northern Abyss, there is a fish named Kun; it swallows the heavens and devours the earth—Collect!"

Zhan Kun, the commander of the Heavenly Fullness Star, had a cold expression as he sacrificed the Heaven-Swallowing Primordial Chaos Gourd.

The mouth of the gourd transformed into a massive black hole, erupting with terrifying suction. Thousands upon thousands of Yao soldiers were sucked inside and refined into pure Origin Qi, which was fed back to the entire army, making the Kun Army grow stronger as they fought.

The most terrifying was the Heavenly Solitary Star Silent Army.

The commander, Gu Han, held an ancient lamp with a dim flame that looked like it could go out at any moment.

He walked slowly forward; wherever he passed, colors faded, sounds vanished, and life force was severed.

Any Yao Race member illuminated by the lamplight, regardless of their cultivation level, instantly saw their flesh wither and their Primordial Spirit dissipate, as if they had lived through ten thousand years in a single moment, turning into flying ash.

Silently and soundlessly, vast swaths of the Yao Race were annihilated.

On the Eastern Barrens battlefield, the four Heavenly Armies of the Dynasty swept through like dead wood, reverse-devouring the billion-strong demonic tide!

The Northern Abyss battlefield, a million-mile ice field.

The God Emperor floated in mid-air, surrounded by brilliant divine light, his voice indifferent:

"Those who desecrate Divine Might have only one path: death! God Race warriors, crush them!"

"Luan—!"

What responded to him was a clear and resonant Phoenix cry.

Feng Qingge, the commander of the Heavenly Noble Star Phoenix Army, unfurled the Nirvana Heavenly Mandate Fan and gave it a light wave.

Seven-colored divine fire transformed into a Phoenix form, sweeping across the battlefield. The silver armor and divine radiance on the God Race warriors rapidly melted within the flames.

Her figure was lithe, and every wave of her fan carried the power to incinerate the heavens and boil the seas.

"Kill!"

Qi Sha, the commander of the Heavenly Injury Star Baleful Army, moved like a blood-red shadow, plunging into the God Race's military formation.

Each strike of the Myriad Tribulation Soul-Slaughtering Saber carried the Evil Qi of exterminating all living things. Wherever the saber light reached, the God Race warriors' Divine Souls were annihilated, and even their holy pressure was torn to shreds.

"Defend!"

Shi Jian, the commander of the Heavenly Standing Star Rock Army, roared as his giant shield slammed into the ground, transforming into a ten-thousand-foot mountain phantom that blocked all the falling God-Punishing Light Spears.

The soldiers of the Rock Army followed close behind like a mobile fortress, advancing step by step and smashing the God Race's charge into disarray.

In the distance, a point of cold light suddenly appeared.

Ying Wuhen, the commander of the Heavenly Swift Star Shadow Army, stood atop the Sun-Devouring Demon Wolf, his Moon-Chasing Star-Following Bow drawn full like a moon.

"Swish—!"

The arrow vanished the moment it left the string.

A second later, a God Race Quasi-Emperor general was pierced through the brow, his Divine Soul collapsing.

Ying Wuhen's arrows fell like rain, each one accurately piercing the vital points of the God Race's formation, throwing the hundred-million-strong God Army into chaos.

The Northern Abyss's divine light rapidly dimmed under the powerful offensive of the Dynasty's four armies.

On the Southern Border battlefield, Devilish Qi rolled, the earth cracked open, and lava surged.

The Devil Emperor sat high upon a throne of bones, grinning wickedly: "The flesh and blood of the Human Race is the most delicious! My children, eat your fill!"

"Flowers in a mirror, moon in the water; reality and illusion in a single thought."

Huan Liuli, the commander of the Heavenly Void Star Illusion Army, held the Great Void Mirror, her voice ethereal.

As the mirror's light flowed, the Demon Race members charging at the front were horrified to find that their companions had suddenly turned into ferocious Human Race phantoms and were attacking them.

In this moment, the Demon Race's massive numerical advantage instead became the fuse for mutual slaughter.

"Fast! Faster!"

Ye Shun, the commander of the Heavenly Speed Star Instant Army, moved like the wind, leaving only a clear shout echoing across the battlefield.

The light of the Momentary Divine Movement Talisman enveloped the entire army. The soldiers of the Instant Army moved through the battlefield like ghosts; with every flash of saber light, a Demon Race soldier was bound to fall.

"Heaven's mandate is with me, blessing all living beings!"

Hong Fu, the commander of the Heavenly Blessing Star Fortune Army, threw out the Heavenly Mandate Dice with a chuckle.

The dice spun and finally came to a stop.

In an instant, the Demon Race camp was struck by one misfortune after another.

Lava flowed backward, elites tripped, Spells backfired... while the soldiers of the Fortune Army seemed to have divine help, always managing to narrowly avoid fatal blows while their casual strikes dealt staggering damage.

"Eternal Night, descend."

An Yan, the commander of the Heavenly Dark Star Eclipse Army, unfurled the Eternal Night Curtain.

His cloak transformed into boundless darkness that spread rapidly; wherever it passed, all light was swallowed.

The Demon Race became blind and deaf in the darkness, only able to take hits passively as fear spread silently.

The Southern Border demon tide quickly collapsed under the elusive tactics of the Dynasty's four Heavenly Armies.

On the Western Desert battlefield, yellow sand rolled, and Killing Intent soared.

The Lion Emperor led a coalition army of 450 million, a mix of races, surging aggressively to submerge the Dynasty's border.

He laughed wildly:

"Dynasty ants! Before absolute numbers, no matter how you struggle, it is a dead end!"

What responded to him was a cold voice:

"Tiankui Star Divine Army—Defend!"

Huangfu Yu pointed his Nine-Section Staff to the sky. The soldiers of the Divine Army connected their Auras, transforming into a golden light shield that head-on withstood the coalition's first wave of fierce attacks.

"Heavenly Glocal Star Radiance, Sword Sweeps the Eight Desolations!"

Gao Yang's Imperial Extreme Demon-Slaying Sword was unsheathed, its sword light sweeping across, instantly evaporating vast numbers of the coalition soldiers.

"Heavenly Secret Calculation, Stars Spread Like Chess!"

Zhuge Yitian's Celestial Star-Calculating Plate spun, sending streaks of light into the Void Realm.

The eight Heavenly Armies changed formations accordingly, always able to strike the coalition's weak points or neutralize powerful attacks with minimal cost.

"Traceless Twin Piercers, Follow Like a Shadow!"

Li Muyun transformed into a clear breeze, weaving through the enemy ranks. Every time his twin piercers flashed, a coalition general was bound to lose their life.

"Formation-Breaking Overlord, Invincible Everywhere!"

Yuchi Pojun held a giant spear, charging like a God of War and tearing a massive hole in the coalition's defensive line.

"Mountain-Suppressing Earth-Shaker, Immovable as a Mountain!"

Xiong Zhenyue's giant hammer slammed down, the earth splitting apart. The shockwaves turned countless enemy troops into meat paste.

"Soul-Rending Dragon-Slayer, Saber Severs Mountains and Rivers!"

Lei Xiaotian's saber momentum was like a rainbow, the Saber Qi transforming into a blood-colored Vicious Beast that devoured all enemies in front of it.

"Nine Dragons Shaking the Emperor, Whipping the World!"

Long Cang brandished his long whip, and nine giant dragon phantoms roared out, throwing the coalition's flanks into utter turmoil.

The eight Heavenly Armies were like eight sharp blades, cutting deeply into the torrent of the Western Desert coalition.

The battle was completely one-sided; the 450 million coalition troops were slaughtered until corpses littered the fields and blood flowed like rivers.

The Lion Emperor and over a dozen racial leaders were beyond furious. They joined forces and pounced toward the eight Heavenly Army commanders in a final desperate struggle.

However, it was all in vain.

In the blink of an eye, the Lion Emperor and the dozen leaders—Gah!

Meng Tian stood at the peak of the firmament, watching as the Prison Suppressing Army split into a thousand small squads to sweep across the entire battlefield.

He strictly followed the Emperor's orders, focusing primarily on training the troops.

Under the coverage of his terrifying Divine Sense, every part of the battlefield was crystal clear.

Whenever a soldier fell into a life-or-death crisis, he would step in to help. This resulted in the Prison Suppressing Army and the eight Heavenly Armies having near-zero casualties.

One hour later.

The entire army of 450 million was gone, their remains covering ten million miles of desert.

The original sea level rose by a thousand meters because of this.

Right at this moment.

Above the firmament, tribulation clouds began to gather, and a pressure surpassing that of a Great Emperor slowly descended.

Huangfu Yu and the other seven all turned their heads, looking in the same direction.

"General Meng... is about to achieve Immortal Ascension."