This will be the most perilous war in the history of the Hengtian Immortal Dynasty.
This bloody battle will dictate the course of the Western Regions!
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"Commander Fu Cun Shen of the Great Han Divine Dynasty's Lie Tian Si is here! Which of you Hengtian curs dares to fight?"
In the western heartland of the Hengtian Immortal Dynasty, Fu Cun Shen led the Lie Tian Si Legion, advancing eastward like a sharp blade, thrusting deep from the border.
A million troops stretched for dozens of miles, black banners vibrated in the void, and waves of blood qi assaulted all directions!
Ahead of the Lie Tian Si Legion, Fu Cun Shen held a long spear as black as ink, its tassel like snow, fluttering in the void with the heavy blood qi. He calmly looked at Miao Yang, the Crown Prince of the Hengtian Immortal Dynasty, leading two million Imperial Guards. Even though the enemy had twice his numbers, he calmly stepped forward, scanned the front, roared, and blood qi surged!
A beam of black divine light from his hand tore through the dense clouds of blood qi, and the armor of countless soldiers buzzed at that moment!
"Great Han Divine Dynasty, I have no intention of being your enemy. Let us temporarily cease hostilities!"
"The Western Regions are in turmoil and chaos. With Great Han's strength alone, you cannot touch the core of Hengtian. This war, in the end, will only drag the Great Han behind you to the brink of collapse."
"Even if Hengtian has no such intentions, the Azure Profound in the north and the Zhulu in the south need only send one general to sweep away your national artifacts. Better to withdraw and make peace, and together we shall pacify the Azure Profound in the north and suppress the Zhulu in the south!"
From within the Hengtian army, a voice spoke with extreme calmness, devoid of anger. Even with the Great Han army in their heartland, they remained nonchalant.
On a war chariot pulled by five-headed rhinoceroses, Miao Yang, clad in a python robe, held a long sword.
"Hmph!"
Fu Cun Shen snorted coldly and thrust his dark, abyssal spear forward. The dark spear light, like divine light cast by an immortal, traveled across the sky from one end to the other, covering vast distances!
"The might of Hengtian!!"
"How dare these bandits cause trouble!"
Miao Yang sneered. Since peaceful cessation of hostilities was not an option, they would have to eliminate the Great Han Divine Dynasty causing trouble in the west, and then turn their attention southward.
Three sword energies shot from his long sword, golden sword energies amplified by national destiny!
He had intended to reason with and quickly pacify these western ants, but he never expected these Great Han humans to be so insatiably greedy, attempting to overthrow the foundational artifacts of the Hengtian Sect!
Boom!
At the peak of the firmament, a golden dragon writhed and roared!
In the void miles away, a golden net seemed to descend, locking the space, suppressing all directions. Inch by inch, the void fractured into nothingness under the net's erosion!
The black spear light from the sky hurtled forward, like a curtain of clear skies separating the earth and the heavens, colliding with the golden net that blocked the path several miles in front of Miao Yang. Darkness descended, spear intent vibrated, and the golden dragon at the peak of the firmament lost its breath. The terrifying darkness, unhindered, caused the heavens and earth to lose their color!
"Bad business!!"
Seeing his sword energy swept away, Miao Yang's expression changed drastically. These bandits were so powerful and difficult to match. He was a cultivator of the Minor Heavenly Sovereign realm, and the long sword in his hand was a symbol passed down through generations of Hengtian Crown Princes, blessed by the national destiny. He had endured the incense offerings of the Imperial Lineage clan for days. Yet, even so, the sword energy he unleashed could not last for even a single breath before vanishing into thin air!
"Golden Dragon Piercing the Sun!"
Golden sword energy erupted from his chest. Miao Yang, wielding his long sword, continuously swung it, and wave after wave of golden dragons writhed forth, merging into one between heaven and earth!
Gold descended, as if an immortal had descended to the mortal realm!
Boom!
Facing the dazzling golden light, Fu Cun Shen charged forward with his spear. The black spear light annihilated everything. The space between them, swept by the spear light, plunged into darkness!
"Scram...!!"
Feeling the terrifying power of the spear light, Miao Yang's face turned ashen. He accepted reality: the human general before him was immensely powerful!
He stepped to the left, constantly unleashing sword energy, moving eastward.
"Die!"
Seeing the dragon qi overflowing, Fu Cun Shen, holding his long spear, looked at the clashing dragon qi to the east and west. Without distinguishing, he unleashed a spear shadow, suppressing the dragon qi to the west. The evading Miao Yang's body froze, and he directly hurled his long sword behind him!
"Boom"
The black spear light descended, striking the long sword. Immediately, a dragon let out a mournful cry, and the long sword was shattered. Carrying immense power, it pulverized the spear shadow, scattering in all directions!
One black stream of light shot into the Hengtian army. A top-tier Supreme Vice-General turned into a mist of blood without even uttering a sound.
Fu Cun Shen stood in the void, looking at Miao Yang hiding in the west. His right hand gradually exerted force, and a suffocating, terrifying pressure gathered at the tip of his spear.
"The sword that bore the qi of national destiny, you discard it like an ordinary weapon. You may dodge this spear, but how will you resist the next!"
"A mere weapon, does the lonely prince only possess the might of a single sword!"
Miao Yang stopped, lifting a yellow great seal. Nine pythons coiled around it, as agile as nine divine spirits. Waves of divine power surged into the yellow great seal. In mere moments, nine divine lights shot towards the sky, and roaring sounds shook the heavens.
The nine pythons were formed from golden divine light, each reaching nine thousand zhang. Each python held a yellow great seal under its right claw. Wisps of national destiny qi swirled in the void, as if an ancient immortal king had emerged!
Miao Yang, his face pale, raised the great seal in his hand again. Golden light shattered the void. The nine pythons coiled above Miao Yang's head, each opening its gaping maw and unleashing a beam of golden divine light that shook the heavens and earth!
Nine beams of divine light descended!
The void for miles exploded!
"The Crown Prince's Great Seal?"
He raised his head, calmly looking at the nine pythons roaring in the firmament, his expression filled with disdain. Even the golden dragon from his long sword could not defeat him. Did these nine pythons now wish to suppress him!
Arrogant!
Boom!
The dark, abyssal spear light in his hand surged!
Several spear shadows gathered above Fu Cun Shen's head, and a thousand-zhang Lie Tian Si divine beast materialized. Its single horn reached the heavens, and the earth collapsed. Under this horn, all things were reduced to dust!
Miao Yang's expression was shocked once more. A mouthful of fresh blood spurted out. The nine pythons above his head writhed in agony, and waves of blood mist enshrouded the void. He looked at the yellow great seal in his hand, which now had several cracks, its national destiny qi dissipated, and its golden divine light vanished.
The black spear light pierced through the firmament. Instantly, the golden light covering the sky was engulfed by blood qi, and the bodies of the nine thousand-zhang pythons were swallowed by the blood qi!
Boom!
Miao Yang instantly let go of the yellow great seal. His entire body, weakened by the depletion of divine power and suppressed by the terrifying spear intent from the yellow great seal, plummeted like a cannonball into the Hengtian army.