285: Plunder the source, and fortune will surge.

Stormwind City, fallen.

This news, like a plague, spread throughout the entire Azeroth continent within a single day.

Whether it was Ironforge or Darnassus in the Eastern Kingdoms, or Orgrimmar and Thunder Bluff on the Kalimdor continent...

All factions, be it the Alliance or the Horde, were plunged into unprecedented panic and shock upon hearing this news!

Stormwind City was the Alliance's most impregnable fortress!

It possessed a glorious history of resisting the Burning Legion's invasions for hundreds of years!

Within the city, hundreds of thousands of elite Alliance soldiers were stationed, along with countless heroes and powerhouses led by Anduin Lothar!

And yet, in just half an hour, it was... slaughtered by a Blood Slaughter Army that appeared out of nowhere?

Even the king had his head chopped off and stacked into a trophy mound?

What kind of international joke is this?!

What is the Origin of this Blood Slaughter Army?

Could it be that an Ancient Old God, even more terrifying than the Burning Legion, has descended?

For a time, all of Azeroth was filled with suspicion and fear, with every rustle of the wind and cry of the cranes sounding like an enemy attack.

The Alliance and the Horde, those two Mortal enemies who had fought for over ten thousand years, even temporarily set aside their hatred to begin emergency consultations, preparing to join forces to confront this unprecedented, massive threat!

However, they were too naive.

They had no idea what kind of terrifying existence they were truly facing!

Under the crushing weight of absolute, cross-dimensional power, any Alliance or resistance appeared so pale and ridiculous.

Just when the Alliance and the Horde were still urgently mobilizing troops, preparing for a decisive battle against that Blood Slaughter Army at Blackrock Mountain, Bai Qi had already split his forces into ten routes!

One hundred thousand of the Blood Slaughter Army, under his personal leadership, were like an indestructible blood-colored blade, thrusting straight into the heart of the Alliance—Ironforge!

The remaining three hundred thousand Heavenly Soldiers and Generals, led by Li Cunxiao, Ying Bu, and other deputy generals, transformed into nine torrents capable of destroying the heavens and the earth, simultaneously rushing toward the other nine major cities of the Azeroth continent!

They had only one tactic.

That was to bloom from the center and crush everything completely!

Not giving this world any chance to catch its breath or regroup!

Using the fastest speed and the bloodiest means to completely destroy all resistance!

Ironforge.

This underground capital, carved out by the dwarves in the depths of the snow-capped mountains over thousands of years, was world-renowned for its impregnable defenses and the dwarves' indomitable fighting spirit.

Yet today, this city that had never been conquered welcomed its... doomsday!

Rumble—!

Accompanied by a deafening roar!

The giant gate of Ironforge, forged from Titan steel and weighing a million tons, was blasted into fragments by an irresistible, terrifying force!

Countless dwarf warriors were shaken into a mist of blood by the terrifying shockwave the moment the gate shattered!

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

"For Khaz Modan!"

Inside the city, countless dwarves roared and bellowed, raising their warhammers and muskets, charging toward the open city gate without fear of death!

However, what greeted them was an endless expanse of... blood-red!

The one hundred thousand Blood Slaughter Army, led by Bai Qi, were like demons crawled out of Hell, silently charging into this underground capital!

No war cries, no roars.

There was only the coldest, most efficient... slaughter!

Puchi! Puchi! Puchi!

Every swing of the blood-colored bone blades took away a handful of hot blood and an unwilling head!

The bullets fired by the dwarves' pride-and-joy muskets hit the blood-colored armor of the Blood Slaughter Army—which was condensed from countless vengeful Souls and Law—without even leaving a white mark!

Their warhammers, capable of splitting mountains and cracking rocks, struck the Blood Slaughter Army, which was like tickling the enemy!

Meanwhile, a casual strike from the Blood Slaughter Army could easily hack them, along with their armor, in two!

This was not a war at all!

It was a thorough... massacre!

Bai Qi walked expressionlessly along the streets covered in corpses.

Behind him followed one hundred thousand silent killing machines.

Wherever they passed, not a blade of grass survived!

All resistance was crushed in an instant!

All life was ended in wailing!

"No..."

"Stop! You devils!"

Inside the throne room of Ironforge, the dwarven king Magni Bronzebeard looked at the tragic scene in the magic mirror, which resembled purgatory, his eyes splitting in anger as he let out a roar of despair!

He grabbed the legendary warhammer "Stormhammer" beside him and prepared to rush out to fight those invaders to the death!

However, just as he rushed out of the door, a blood-colored figure appeared before him like a ghost.

It was none other than Bai Qi!

"You..."

Magni Bronzebeard's pupils shrank.

Just as he wanted to swing his warhammer.

Puchi!

A flash of blood passed.

His crowned head flew into the sky!

The headless corpse collapsed with a boom.

Blood stained the king's carpet, which symbolized supreme power.

Bai Qi casually caught the head, which still wore an expression of astonishment and unwillingness, then turned and walked out of the throne room.

Behind him lay a deathly silence.

It was not just Ironforge.

At the same time, in every corner of Azeroth.

Darnassus, that World Tree "Teldrassil", was burned to ashes by a heavenly fire.

Countless night elves were slaughtered by the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals descending from the sky amidst desperate wails.

Orgrimmar, the Horde capital city forged from steel and glory, was razed to the ground.

Orcs, trolls, tauren... all the Horde warriors were turned into cold corpses under the crushing weight of absolute power.

In just one day, all large-scale resistance forces on the entire Azeroth continent were completely wiped out!

Only some stragglers hiding in the deep mountains and forests were left, shivering in fear.

And Bai Qi couldn't be bothered to pay attention to these ants.

His goal had been the same from the beginning.

That was this world's... Origin!

After slaughtering all the major cities, Bai Qi, following Li Chengqian's instructions, arrived at the most core place of this world—the Frozen Throne, located at the peak of Icecrown Glacier in Northrend!

Sealed here was this world's former peak combat power—the Lich King, Arthas!

And it also suppressed this world's core... World Origin!

Bai Qi looked at the giant block of ice exuding endless cold and the aura of death.

There was not a ripple on his face.

He only slowly raised the blood-colored scythe in his hand, which had already gorged on blood, and slashed fiercely at that indestructible ice!

"Break for me!"

Boom—!

With a loud noise, the Eternal Ice that had sealed the Lich King for thousands of years shattered under this slash!

A terrifying figure, wearing pitch-black rune armor and holding a magic sword that radiated endless wails and the aura of a curse, slowly stood up from the shattered ice!

"Who... awakened me?"

The Lich King, Arthas, slowly opened his eyes, which burned with blue Soul fire.

A terrifying Divine Power of death, capable of freezing the entire world, swept out from his body!

However, Bai Qi didn't even look at him.

His gaze was fixed on the area beneath the shattered Frozen Throne.

A heart, slowly beating and emitting a soft white light!

World Origin!

He had found it!

"Presumptuous!"

"Humble Mortal!"

"How dare you ignore this King's existence!"

Being completely ignored, the Lich King, Arthas, was furious!

He raised the Frostmourne in his hand, intending to let this reckless fellow taste the feeling of having his Soul torn apart!

However, at this moment, Bai Qi moved.

He just turned his head and gave him a cold glance.

"Noisy."

Puchi!

A flash of blood, too fast for the naked eye to capture, passed by.

The Lich King, Arthas's head, which had just seen the light of day, moved house once again.

Bai Qi grabbed the still-beating World Origin, then turned and crushed the return jade talisman in his hand without looking back, leaving behind only the headless corpse of the Lich King and ice shards all over the ground.

Hall of Miraculous Mist.

When Bai Qi respectfully presented the still-beating World Origin to Li Chengqian, only two days had passed since he set out!

"Very good."

Li Chengqian looked at the World Origin emitting pure energy and nodded with satisfaction.

He waved his hand, and the World Origin turned into a stream of light, merging into the yellow Karma golden wheel behind him.

The next second.

[Ding!]

[Congratulations to the host for successfully plundering the Origin of a Small World!]

[Great Tang Immortal Kingdom has gained 1 million points of World Luck!]

[The 'myriad heavens divine ranking' has been updated!]

Li Chengqian's mind stirred.

That huge golden list appeared before him once again.

He saw his ranking at a glance.

[myriad heavens divine ranking (Small World Volume)]

[999th place: Great Tang Immortal Kingdom, Lord of the World: Li Chengqian]

From 1,086th place, he had directly jumped to 999th place!

Just by conquering one broken, low-magic world, he had improved by nearly one hundred places!

This "myriad heavens battlefield" was truly a weapon for farming points!

A brilliant, unprecedented light erupted in Li Chengqian's eyes!

He seemed to have already seen a broad road leading to the peak of the myriad heavens slowly unfolding beneath his feet!