224: Three more generals have been slain!

Faced with the rolling waves of incessant cursing from below the war towers, Xi Ku, Que Xiong, and Zhong Erya remained as if they hadn't heard a thing.

At this moment, all of their attention was completely focused on the street below.

The crisp sound of combat boots lightly striking the hard ground hit their hearts directly.

The soldiers of the First Regiment were like wheat blown down by the wind, quickly making way to both sides, leaving an extremely wide passage.

There.

A figure holding a halberd, surrounded by Black Flames and with eyes shining white, slowly emerged.

Simultaneously.

Two streams of supreme pressure, like surging tides, swept toward the Demon Race soldiers on the three war towers with the force of an overwhelming mountain.

For a moment, muffled groans echoed one after another.

The faces of those Demon Race soldiers changed drastically as they retreated in terror.

Even Xi Ku, Que Xiong, and Zhong Erya, who were atop the three war towers, couldn't help but feel their hearts tighten, their faces showing a hint of horror.

Realm pressure!

It had nothing to do with cultivation!

In just an instant, this pressure made everyone present feel an irresistible power that transcended all living beings.

This was the terrifying ability that only a Domain Level Prodigy, who looked down upon the starry sky, could possess.

Xi Ku and the other two immediately suppressed their horror.

They knew that anyone could panic, but they could not.

However.

When their eyes turned to look behind Lin Yan, their expressions immediately became even uglier.

They didn't recognize Fu Ying or the Flame Guards.

But they recognized Shao Ping!

The three of them couldn't help but complain inwardly.

Division Commander! Army Commander!

What are you two doing running out of the city for no reason?!!

No matter what.

Steady! Steady!

They will be back soon!

The three of them took a deep breath, and just as they were considering what to say to stall for time...

"Heh..."

A light chuckle sounded.

Lin Yan withdrew his gaze from the Demon Race subjects blocked outside the three war towers, slowly raised the heavenly emperor halberd in his hand, and pointed the sharp tip directly forward.

"Attack!"

As those short and powerful words fell.

Bang—!

It was like a clap of thunder exploding in the air; it was the incredibly explosive sound of him stepping forward and stomping the ground.

Like a mass of rolling Black Flames rushing straight into the sky, everyone's eyes involuntarily followed.

In the low air, the veins on Lin Yan's arms bulged as he gripped the halberd and slashed downward.

Peerless!

Rumble—!

Bursts of dull rumbling followed, as if the entire ancient city were trembling.

Xi Ku watched the rolling Black Flames coming directly at him, his pupils shrinking rapidly.

I can't block it! I can't block it!

Making an instantaneous judgment, he let out a roar.

"Help!!!"

Then he immediately summoned his battle saber and struck out violently to meet the attack.

Que Xiong and Zhong Erya's reactions were naturally not slow either; they had already made supporting moves before Xi Ku even spoke.

Cheng... Cheng—!

The sound of weapons unsheathing exploded.

The two of them instantly arrived beside Xi Ku as he struck, attacking simultaneously.

Almost at the same time.

The figure descending like Mount Tai, carrying an overwhelming Aura, had already arrived.

A loud shout.

"Get down!!!"

Boom—!

A loud explosion.

The entire war tower shook.

"Puh-ah!"

The sound of painful blood-spitting echoed.

Three figures flew backward like kites with broken strings.

Simultaneously.

The light sound of combat boots touching the ground.

Lin Yan landed steadily on the war tower.

"You... you, you..."

The soldiers of the Demon Race's First Corps, First Division, and Second Regiment retreated frantically, looking in absolute horror at this terrifying figure who had instantly taken out their three One-Star Great Generals with overwhelming force.

On the street, Shao Ping, who was held back by Fu Ying, widened his eyes, clicking his tongue in his heart.

My goodness!

He finally understood why, even arriving so quickly before, he hadn't been able to see Hang Shao's execution.

This is getting even more ridiculous!

Fu Ying glanced at his friend's expressive face and felt a secret sense of satisfaction, his tone calm.

"This small scene is just basic operation for Your Highness."

"Stay calm."

The corners of Shao Ping's mouth twitched frantically.

Calm my ass!

I don't believe you had this same posturing expression when you first met His Highness.

Thinking of this, he immediately slapped the forehead of the somewhat dazed Zhang Ling.

"What are you standing there for?!"

"Didn't you hear that your Great General gave the order a breath ago?"

Hiss~!

Zhang Ling winced in pain but didn't dare to delay, immediately giving the order.

"Attack the tower!"

Immediately.

"Kill!" The soldiers of the First Regiment began a new round of charging.

Following closely behind them, naturally, were the Human Race citizens, their faces flushed and their hearts constantly shouting "holy crap."

Holy mother of...!!!

Too strong! Too fierce!

"Charge!!!"

Atop the war tower, hearing the movement "finally" coming from behind him, Lin Yan's face remained cold.

He held the halberd in one hand, and an incomparably powerful strength surged from his arm as he stabbed downward with the force of a thunderbolt.

Bang—!

A resonant boom.

A circle of pitch-black, towering Black Flames suddenly erupted from beneath his feet, like a roaring beast opening its bloody maw, spreading frantically toward the surroundings. Everywhere it passed, the air seemed to be burned away, making a crackling sound.

Its speed was so fast it was jaw-dropping, and in the blink of an eye, it had engulfed all the Demon Race soldiers in the entire war tower.

For a time.

The entire war tower was filled with shrill, miserable screams.

Those Demon Race soldiers, whose cultivation was generally only at the Venerable Rank or even King Rank, had no time to make any reaction before being mercilessly swallowed by the terrifying Black Flames.

No matter how they struggled in pain, they could not escape the burning of the raging flames and were instantly turned to ash.

Shao Ping, who had just stepped forward, once again sucked in a breath of cold air.

Holy hell!

Although those at the Emperor Rank already slaughtered ordinary soldiers like ants, this scene was truly too horrifying.

Even he, who had fought alongside Donggong Li for many years, couldn't help but feel a shiver in his heart.

Even Fu Ying's pupils shrank sharply.

His Highness's Realm ability... seems to be used even more skillfully and powerfully... Returning to the top of the war tower again.

After the strike, Lin Yan glanced slightly at the war towers on the left and right.

"Flame Guards! Left!"

With an order.

He lifted the heavenly emperor halberd directly and suddenly threw it toward the right.

It sounded like a "buzzing" noise, and also like an ear-piercing sound of breaking through the air.

A black arc brushed gently past the war tower of the Demon Race's Fourth Regiment.

Instantly.

"Ugh!"

The ten thousand Demon Race soldiers, who were already in a panic, suddenly clutched their necks, their eyes widening.

Swish—!

Columns of blood sprayed into the sky like fountains, ten thousand heads flew up, and ten thousand headless corpses crashed heavily to the ground.

Snap—!

Lin Yan caught the heavenly emperor halberd as it returned to his hand, and then without the slightest hesitation, threw it out again. His movements were still extremely elegant and effortless, completely ignoring the "fountain sounds" and the sounds of bodies hitting the ground coming from the right-rear war tower.

Only some soldiers of the First Regiment and Human Race citizens who had climbed the tower could see, from their perspective, that handsome profile beneath the Black Flames, devoid of any emotional fluctuation.