151: Chapter 151 Bloodbath on the Eastern Front, the Madness of the Void Emperor

The rift in the Meteor Minor Realm was like a hideous wound, spanning across the firmament of the Eastern Front in the starry sea.

Zhou Zhiting stood before the dilapidated defensive formation, her battle blood spear deeply stabbed into the charred earth, barely supporting her crumbling body.

After three days and nights of bloody battle, fewer than twenty thousand of the fifty thousand Realm Guardian Army remained able to stand.

Her entire body was covered in wounds, the bandages on her left arm were soaked with blood, and the halo of her Battle Blood Sacred Body had long since dimmed like a candle flickering in the wind.

At the other end of the rift, the roar of the Void Emperor still echoed, filled with endless anger and hatred.

The corpses of one hundred thousand Void Clansmen covered every inch of the Meteor Minor Realm, their black blood converging into rivers and emitting a pungent, rotting stench.

But Zhou Zhiting knew that this was only the first wave of attacks.

The news sent back by the scouting Disciple made her heart sink—deep within the rift, countless more Void Clansmen were gathering.

The Void Emperor stood at the edge of the rift, its thousand-zhang-tall body covered in scars left from its fierce battle with Zhou Zhiting.

At the tip of the black scepter in its hand, the fragment of its homeworld's core was flashing frantically, continuously absorbing the lingering souls of the surrounding Void Clansmen.

With each lingering soul it absorbed, the Void Emperor's aura grew a fraction stronger, and its injuries healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Humans, you destroyed my homeworld and killed my people; today, I will make you pay with your blood!"

The Void Emperor's voice was like a thunderclap, shaking the ground of the Meteor Minor Realm.

From the rift behind it, countless Void Clansmen surged out like a tide, densely packed and endless to the eye.

Zhou Zhiting tightly grasped the battle blood spear, and the warmth radiating from the spear shaft slightly calmed her heart.

This spear had accompanied her for thousands of years, from a naive maiden to the Grand General of the Realm, and its shaft was stained with the blood of countless enemies.

She turned back to look at the soldiers behind her.

Those young faces were filled with exhaustion, yet not a single person showed any intent of retreating.

If someone lost an arm, they would grip their longsword tightly with the other hand.

If someone's abdomen was pierced, they would wrap their wounds tightly with bandages and grit their teeth to stand at the forefront of the formation.

"General, give the order."

The deputy general's hoarse voice came over; his left eye was already blinded, and blood streamed down his cheek.

Zhou Zhiting took a deep breath, and her Battle Blood Sacred Body burned once again.

Even if only twenty thousand remained, and even if the enemy outnumbered them tenfold, she would never take half a step back.

"Soldiers, today is the time for the decisive battle!"

"Behind us is our homeland, our loved ones!"

"Fight to the death without retreating!"

The twenty thousand Realm Guardian Army shouted in unison; though their voices were not as loud as before, they contained an even firmer resolve.

The Void Emperor sneered and waved its scepter.

"All forces attack! Flatten these ants!"

One hundred thousand Void Clansmen swarmed forward, a pitch-black mass that blotted out the sky and sun.

Zhou Zhiting took the lead, her battle blood spear transforming into a blood-red giant dragon that lunged straight at the Void Emperor.

She knew very well that only by entangling the Void Emperor could she buy a glimmer of survival for her soldiers.

The Void Emperor swung its scepter, condensing Void energy into a massive black claw that collided with the blood-red giant dragon.

Boom!

With a heaven-shaking roar, energy shockwaves scattered in all directions, blowing away countless Void Clansmen and Realm Guardian Army soldiers.

Zhou Zhiting was blasted back a hundred zhang, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Yet she did not retreat even half a step, charging forward once again.

The spear radiance and the scepter collided continuously, bursting forth with dazzling sparks with every clash.

Below, the Realm Guardian Army soldiers and the Void Clansmen engaged in close combat.

Sword Qi crisscrossed, Void blades flew, and the sounds of screams, shouts, and weapon clashes intertwined into a cacophony.

A young Realm Guardian Army soldier was besieged by three Void Clansmen.

He slew two of them, but was pierced through the abdomen by the claw of the third.

Before dying, he detonated his own spiritual Qi, perishing together with that Void Clansman.

Another soldier rushed up, took over his sword, and continued fighting.

No one retreated, no one feared.

Even knowing they would surely die, they would drag someone down with them.

Zhou Zhiting's eyes were blood-red, her battle blood burning to the extreme.

Seeing her soldiers fall one by one, her heart felt like it was being twisted by knives.

But she could not afford to be distracted; the Void Emperor's strength far exceeded hers, and the slightest carelessness would result in total annihilation.

"Using blood as a catalyst, using battle as the Dao!"

The spear radiance surged once more, the blood-red giant dragon becoming even more solid as it lunged directly at the Void Emperor.

The Void Emperor let out a cold snort, and the core fragment at the tip of the scepter suddenly lit up.

A pillar of black light shot out from the core, colliding with the blood-red giant dragon.

Boom!

This time, Zhou Zhiting was blasted back a thousand zhang, slamming heavily into the ground.

Struggling to get up, she found that her left arm had completely lost all sensation.

Looking down, the bandages on her left arm were soaked with blood, the wound deep enough to expose the bone.

The Void Emperor slowly walked over, its thousand-zhang-tall body casting a massive shadow.

"Human, your strength is not bad, but after all, you are no match for this emperor."

"Today, this emperor will slay you with my own hands to avenge my people!"

It raised its scepter, the black light condensing into a giant blade that slashed straight down.

Zhou Zhiting closed her eyes, countless scenes flashing through her mind.

The morning bell of Black Stone City, the Disciples of the Guardian Academy, Ling Shuang's smile, the ancestor's injunctions.

And those soldiers who had already sacrificed themselves; their faces surfaced one by one.

"General! Careful!"

A roar suddenly came over.

The deputy general rushed over at top speed, using his body to shield Zhou Zhiting.

The massive black blade cleaved down, cutting the deputy general in half at the waist.

Fresh blood splashed all over Zhou Zhiting.

"No!"

Zhou Zhiting roared, her Battle Blood Sacred Body erupting once more.

She picked up the upper body of the deputy general, only to find that he had already stopped breathing.

That single remaining right eye was still wide open, gazing in her direction.

As if saying: "General, run quickly."

Zhou Zhiting put down the deputy general and slowly stood up.

In her eyes, there were no longer any tears, only monstrous killing intent.

"Void old dog, either you die today or I do!"

Her Battle Blood Sacred Body burned to the limit, and the spear radiance surged once more.

This time, she no longer defended, attacking exclusively without defense.

Every spear strike aimed directly at the Void Emperor's vital points, willing to exchange injury for injury without hesitation.

The Void Emperor was shocked by her madness, actually retreating step by step for a moment.

It roared, swinging its scepter frantically as black energy scattered everywhere.

But Zhou Zhiting was like a madwoman, completely disregarding her own safety.

One spear pierced straight through the Void Emperor's left shoulder.

The price was her right arm being swept by the scepter, shattering the bones.

Another spear pierced through the Void Emperor's abdomen.

The price was her chest being struck by Void energy, breaking three ribs.

The Void Emperor shrieked, fear finally flashing in its eyes.

This human was truly insane.

It wanted to retreat, wanted to escape back into the rift.

But how could Zhou Zhiting allow it to escape?

"Want to run? Too late!"

The spear radiance surged once more, this time aiming straight for the Void Emperor's head.

The Void Emperor resisted desperately, its scepter colliding with the spear.

Boom!

With a heaven-shaking roar, both of them flew backward at the same time.

Zhou Zhiting slammed heavily onto the ground, vomiting mouthfuls of fresh blood.

Struggling to get up, she found that she could no longer move.

The spiritual Qi within her body had completely burned away.

Her Battle Blood Sacred Body had also reached its limit.

The Void Emperor was no better off than her.

It struggled to crawl up; its scepter was already broken, and the core fragment was dim and devoid of light.

But it was still standing, still alive.

It grinned hideously, walking step by step toward Zhou Zhiting.

"Human, after all, you still lost."

"This emperor will personally take your head to mourn my clan's compatriots!"

Right at this moment, a cold voice came from the horizon.

"Who dares to touch my Grand General of the Realm?"

The Void Emperor looked up, its pupils contracting sharply.

On the horizon, countless star skiffs were rapidly approaching.

Standing atop the leading star skiff was a silvery-white figure.

Ling Shuang had arrived leading the army.

The fifty thousand reinforcements descended like heavenly soldiers.

The Void Emperor's expression changed drastically, turning to flee immediately.

But how could Ling Shuang allow it to escape?

Ice Soul Sword Intent condensed into a ten-thousand-zhang giant sword, cleaving straight down.

The Void Emperor resisted desperately, but its right arm was cleaved off by a single sword strike.

Shrieking, it attempted to escape back into the rift.

The Realm Guardian Army soldiers swarmed forward, surrounding it tightly.

The Void Emperor looked around, its eyes filled with despair.

It knew that today it could not escape death.

But it was unwilling—unwilling to die just like this.

It frantically burned its final Origin, wanting to detonate itself and perish together with these humans.

"Not good! It's going to self-detonate!"

Ling Shuang's expression changed drastically as she circulated her Ice Soul Sword Intent to the maximum, trying to stop it.

But the Void Emperor's self-detonation had already begun and could not be reversed.

Just at this critical moment, a weak voice rang out.

"Ling Shuang... let me do it..."

Zhou Zhiting struggled to stand up, her Battle Blood Sacred Body burning for the very last time.

She poured all of her remaining strength into the battle blood spear.

The spear left her hand, transforming into a blood-red streak of light that pierced straight into the Void Emperor's core.

Puchi!

The spear pierced through the Void Emperor's chest, nailing it to the edge of the rift behind it.

The Void Emperor looked down, staring at the bloody hole in its chest.

Its self-detonation was forcibly terminated.

It roared unwillingly, its massive body slowly collapsing.

Boom!

The thousand-zhang-tall body slammed into the ground, kicking up dust all over the sky.

The Void Emperor was finally executed.

Zhou Zhiting looked at this scene, a trace of a smile appearing at the corner of her mouth.

Then, her vision went dark, and she completely lost consciousness.

Ling Shuang rushed forward, catching her falling body in an embrace.

"Zhiting! Zhiting!"

Zhou Zhiting did not respond; she was already completely unconscious.

Ling Shuang tremblingly probed her breath.

Fortunately, there was still breath; although weak, she was still alive.

She hastily took out a holy medicinal pill for healing and fed it to Zhou Zhiting.

She then channeled Ice Soul spiritual Qi into her to protect her heart veins.

The surrounding soldiers gathered around, their eyes filled with worry.

Ling Shuang looked up at them.

"The General is fine, she has just overexerted herself and needs to rest and recover."

"Immediately clear the battlefield, treat the wounded, and reinforce the defense lines."

"Although the Void Emperor is dead, the threat of the Void Clan has not been completely eradicated."

The soldiers acknowledged in unison and began to busy themselves.

Holding Zhou Zhiting, Ling Shuang walked toward the temporarily erected camp.

Behind them was a devastated battlefield.

Of the fifty thousand Realm Guardian Army, fewer than ten thousand now remained able to stand.

But the Eastern Front had been held.

The Void Emperor was dead.

Looking at Zhou Zhiting in her arms, her eyes were filled with deep heartache.

This stubborn woman had once again used her own life to protect everything she had sworn to safeguard.

A communication talisman flew over; it was a message from Song Xinghe.

"Alliance Master, how is the battle situation on the Eastern Front?"

Ling Shuang replied: "The Void Emperor has been executed, and the Eastern Front is held."

"Zhiting is heavily wounded and unconscious, currently undergoing treatment."

"Casualties are heavy; a large number of reinforcements and supplies are needed."

Song Xinghe was silent for a moment and replied.

"I will immediately dispatch reinforcements, and the supplies will arrive shortly."

"Is there any news from the Ancestor's side?"

Ling Shuang looked toward the direction of the Eternal Forbidden Zone.

"Not yet; I hope everything goes smoothly for him."

Deep within the Eternal Forbidden Zone, Bai Yunzhou suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He clutched his chest as a sense of unease welled up in his heart.

Did something happen to Zhiting?

Or Ling Shuang?

He tried to perceive their auras, but was blocked by the Law of the forbidden zone.

He could only silently pray, hoping they were safe and sound.

He turned around and continued deeper into the forbidden zone.

Ahead, the aura of the tree of life was growing closer and closer.

He had to find the Law of Creation as quickly as possible and then hurry back.

Because intuition told him that the true crisis was only just beginning.