280: Could it be... that Heaven intends to destroy me, Liu Bang?

The five great generals followed closely behind.

Long Ju swung the "River Severing Axe," cleaving a pillar of Lingxiao Hall, and the entire palace collapsed with a crash!

Zhongli Mei summoned the "Ghost Weeping Banner," drawing a million vengeful souls into the city. Wherever they went, the enemy soldiers' Divine Souls were annihilated!

Ying Bu transformed into a "Crimson Flame Demonic Ape," tearing apart a thousand Cultivators with his bare hands, dyeing the long streets with blood!

Ji Bu drove the "Wind Thunder Chariot," charging wildly, crushing countless Magical Artifacts and Formation Flags!

Yu Ziqi used sound-based attacks, blowing the "Soul-Snatching Bone Flute," causing the enemy soldiers to lose their minds and slaughter each other!

Peng City instantly became a living hell!

The 560,000 strong army hastily engaged, but due to drunkenness, chaos, and shattered Formations, they were massacred like grass by 30,000 iron cavalry!

Magical Artifacts flew chaotically in the sky, blood flowed like rivers on the ground, and wails shook the mountains and fields.

Liu Bang awoke with a start, attempting to escape on his "Golden Roc Magical Artifact," but he was locked onto by Chu Yu's hegemon halberd!

"Trying to leave?!"

Chu Yu soared into the sky, and the White Tiger War God roared, spewing a world-destroying white light that directly shattered the Golden Roc Magical Artifact!

Liu Bang fell to the ground, bleeding from all seven orifices, almost dying. Fortunately, his strategist, Zhang Liang, burned his vital essence and performed the "Substitute Puppet Art," barely preserving one soul, allowing him to flee outside the city in a sorry state.

At dawn, the smoke of battle gradually dissipated.

Chu Yu stood at the highest point of Peng City, overlooking the city full of corpses, his hegemon halberd dripping blood, his robes fluttering in the wind.

He coldly gazed in the direction Liu Bang had fled, his voice like thunder:

"This battle is only the beginning."

"I want you to return on your knees, begging me to grant you death."

The wind rose, the White Tiger growled, and the battle flags fluttered.

Peng City returned to Chu Yu's hands.

And this world-shaking battle, where 30,000 defeated 560,000, would also be recorded in the annals of Tianqi Continent history—

"The Battle of Peng City, the greatest miraculous battle of all time!"

In the Battle of Peng City, the Han Army suffered heavy losses, with almost the entire 560,000 strong army annihilated. Corpses littered the fields, and blood flowed like rivers.

The feudal lords who had pledged allegiance to Liu Bang, seeing Chu Yu's Divine Might, abandoned the Han and joined Chu, bowing down to Xiang Yu.

Liu Bang was in a sorry state, leading only a few thousand remnants of his defeated army, fleeing in panic. He retreated all the way to Xingyang, barely protecting himself by relying on the remaining "Earth Vein Formation" within the city.

Chu Yu stood on the city wall of Peng City, gazing at the blood-red setting sun in the distance, filled with heroic spirit.

His hegemon halberd was still dripping blood, and the White Tiger War God behind him roared to the sky, intimidating all directions.

"Liu Bang is like a stray dog. Why should he be allowed to live? Strike him while he's down, and take his life!"

He immediately mobilized 100,000 elite Chu Army soldiers, with the five great generals accompanying him. Their forces pointed directly at Xingyang, vowing to annihilate Liu Bang in one fell swoop and complete the unification of the world!

The 100,000 strong army advanced majestically, their Killing Intent soaring to the heavens. Wherever they passed, mountains collapsed and the earth cracked, and even the clouds in the sky were torn apart by their Battle Intent!

Inside Xingyang city, Liu Bang paced frantically, his face pale, almost collapsing:

"Where is Han Xin?! What is he doing? He commands 300,000 troops, why hasn't he come to reinforce us?! Could it be... he's doing this on purpose?! He wants to watch me die, then declare himself king!!"

He punched the wall, his eyes bloodshot:

"It's over... it's all over... could it be... Heaven wants to destroy me, Liu Bang?!"

Just at this critical moment—

Heaven and earth suddenly fell silent.

A figure, stepping on the moonlight, slowly approached.

He was dressed in white, whiter than snow, standing with a sword on his back, his face handsome, a smile on his lips, as if he had not come for battle, but to admire the moon.

He, a single person with a single sword, stood before the 100,000 Chu Army soldiers, his demeanor composed, as if strolling in a leisurely garden.

Chu Yu frowned slightly and asked in a cold voice:

"Who dares to block my great army?"

The man smiled faintly, his voice clear:

"Are you Chu Yu, who possesses the 'White Tiger Hegemon Body'?"

Chu Yu's heroic spirit soared to the sky, and he pointed his hegemon halberd:

"Precisely! I am Chu Yu, the Lord of Tianqi Continent! Observing your extraordinary demeanor, you must be a Cultivator. Mortal conflicts should not disturb an immortal master. Why not step aside? Once I have pacified the world, I will naturally offer national destiny as tribute, forever unwavering!"

The man chuckled softly, standing with his hands behind his back:

"You have your destiny. I should have waited longer, but alas... I can't wait. Today, Chu Yu, you must come with me. I can spare your 100,000 strong army."

Upon hearing this, Chu Yu was first stunned, then burst into laughter:

"Hahaha! With just you, a single person and a single sword, you think you can destroy my 100,000 strong army?! Even if you are a Golden Core Cultivator, you may not be able to retreat unharmed under my White Tiger Hegemon Body and hegemon halberd! Have you truly thought this through, to become my enemy?!"

Chu Yu's eyes were like lightning, his Battle Intent boiling!

Behind him, the five great generals—Long Ju, Zhongli Mei, Ying Bu, Ji Bu, and Yu Ziqi—roared in unison. The 100,000 Chu Army soldiers raised their battle spears, their Killing Intent soaring to the heavens, changing the color of the world!

This was the iron-blooded army he had painstakingly cultivated for twenty years. Every single one was an elite veteran of a hundred battles, and Cultivators below the Golden Core stage would find it difficult to approach them!

"Kill!!!"

With Chu Yu's command, the 100,000 strong army charged out like a torrent!

The five great generals unleashed their Divine Abilities: Long Ju's axe split mountains, Ying Bu transformed into a demonic ape, Ji Bu's chariot crushed the Void Realm—

Their Aura was like a rainbow, shaking heaven and earth!

However—

Ling Tian merely raised his hand lightly, and a sword was unsheathed.

Before the Sword Qi arrived, heaven and earth were already silent.

That single sword seemed to sever time, severing the destinies of the 100,000 strong army!

The Sword Qi was like moonlight, gently falling.

Boom—!!!

The 100,000 Chu Army soldiers, along with their warhorses, Magical Artifacts, and battle flags, instantly turned to dust!

There were no screams, no resistance, not even corpses were left—

As if they had never existed.

The five great generals were struck as if by lightning, spitting blood, their armor shattered. They collapsed to the ground, swaying, unable to even crawl, their eyes filled with horror and despair.

Only Chu Yu—

Due to the protection of his "White Tiger Hegemon Body," he had forcefully withstood this sword strike!

But he was also shaken, his Qi and blood surging, his armor cracking inch by inch. His knees buckled, and he half-knelt on the ground, his tiger's mouth split open, his hegemon halberd almost slipping from his grasp!

He looked up at the sky, his eyes full of disbelief:

After twenty years of arduous effort and countless battles, he had built this invincible army... now, in a single sword strike, it had turned to ashes?!

All his efforts were in vain! Everything had come to naught!

Ling Tian descended from the sky, his white robes fluttering, looking down at Chu Yu from above, a hint of greed flashing in his eyes:

"Chu Yu! Come with me, stop struggling, otherwise, you will only lose more."

Chu Yu laughed in extreme anger, his eyes bloodshot, and he roared to the sky:

"Destiny is with me!! I am the chosen lord, how can I be manipulated by you!"

His body surged with blood Qi, and the White Tiger phantom behind him reappeared, a thousand zhang tall, with terrifying fangs and blood-red eyes, as if it wanted to tear apart heaven and earth!

"Today, either you die, or I perish!"

Ling Tian, however, smiled.

He stared at the White Tiger phantom, his eyes gleaming with fervent light:

"Indeed... it is the 'White Tiger Hegemon Body,' and a destiny-level one at that! Haha, Heaven truly helps me! With your Physique, I can condense the 'Four Symbols Star Body' and truly embark on the path of slaying Heaven!"

Upon hearing this, Chu Yu's heart turned cold—

The way the other party looked at him was no longer as an emperor,

But as prey awaiting slaughter!

"Arrogant!"

Chu Yu roared, launching an attack!

He activated his White Tiger Hegemon Body, wielded his hegemon halberd, and transformed into a black lightning bolt, striking directly at Ling Tian's throat!

Ling Tian, however, merely extended a single finger—

"Break."

An invisible Sword Qi burst from his fingertip, lightly tapping.

Boom!!!

The hegemon halberd snapped in response, turning into fragments!

Chu Yu's armor cracked inch by inch, his Meridians were completely severed, and he flew backward like a broken kite, crashing heavily into the earth, raising dust, unable to stand up again.

The power gap between the two sides was like a chasm!

Chu Yu lay on the ground, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, his eyes filled with unwillingness and rage.

He gazed at the empire that was almost within his grasp, at the world that should have belonged to him—

Why?!

Why did twenty years of his struggle result in today's humiliation?!

Why could a suddenly appearing Cultivator easily destroy everything he had?

"Is destiny... truly not... with me?!"

The wind rose, and dust swirled.

Ling Tian slowly approached, looking down at him, his voice cold:

"Chu Yu, you are wrong."

"Destiny has never been with you."

"You, I, everyone, are merely playthings of destiny, and I am the one who will break this destiny!!"