In the brief span of a single breath, the encampment of the Qingyang Sect's army was transformed into a scene of carnage. Blood flowed like rivers, and flesh and blood splattered across the earth. Though the disciples of the Qingyang Sect fought valiantly, their combat prowess not weak, for decades Yang Hao had utilized billions of Karma and Merit points, along with killing points, to elevate the realm of his emerging soldiers to that of Quasi-Saints of the lower realm. Even so, the ground was littered with the corpses of the Great Han soldiers. Both sides fought with ferocious intensity, their blood staining the lands of Cangning.
"Kill!"
"Disciples, kill!"
"Kill!"
Qingyang Sect elders roared, their voices hoarse. Their sect had painstakingly cornered the Six Fires Sect, albeit at a tremendous cost. Yet, they had never anticipated a surprise assault from the Great Han Immortal Dynasty.
"Azure Scale Battle Fist!"
An elder raised his right arm, scales rapidly enveloping it like a Qilin's arm. A cerulean light, brimming with explosive power, emanated from it. This was a Divine-grade Immortal Treasure, created based on the Azure Scale Armor. He swung his right fist, smashing it towards the formidable Great Han army. Instantly, the heavens darkened, the earth cracked, and a river of blood tore through the Great Han battle formation, leaving countless soldiers fallen in its wake.
"Kill!"
Several Immortal Monarch elders followed suit, and at that moment, waves of fist intent surged around the battlefield.
A thunderous roar echoed. Several Great Han heroes, swiftly regaining control of the chaotic situation, commanded their troops with flags and signals, soon stabilizing their formations. On the other side, Chang Yuchun once again slew an Immortal Monarch powerhouse. His eyes instantly locked onto several beings wielding the Azure Scale Battle Fist Immortal Treasure. A terrifying ferocity flashed in his gaze, deterring countless Qingyang Sect disciples from approaching. He raised his spear, piercing the heavens. A fearsome might obliterated an Immortal Monarch, even tearing apart the gauntlets worn on his arms. A peerless, malevolent light illuminated the surroundings.
"Fierce being, formidable!"
A white-browed elder gazed at the spear intent that pierced the sky, utterly astounded. The Immortal Monarch powerhouses of the Qingyang Sect were no match for this formidable general. His peerless Immortal Treasure, the Tiger Head Gold-Plated Spear, could not be blocked even by Divine-grade Immortal Treasures. As its tip emerged, it annihilated mountains and rivers.
His gaze shifted slightly towards a large tent behind him. The Sect Master was locked in a fierce battle with the Six Fires Sect's Sect Master, a stalemate. In the end, both suffered heavy injuries. He turned his head, and the blood he saw had already reached his feet. Immortal Monarch elders were falling one after another; the situation was in complete disarray.
"The Qingyang Sect, through eight generations of Sect Masters, strived to control a realm!"
"Alas!"
"Alas!"
The elder sighed mournfully. He looked up at Chang Yuchun, who moved as if through an empty land, and roared, "Rogue, fight me!"
"You are no match for me!"
A figure was torn apart by Chang Yuchun, blood splattering from his body and creating waves of energy. He retracted his long spear and looked at the white-browed elder in the distance. The Tiger Head Gold-Plated Spear in his hand thrust upwards, a streak of ancient green light tracing a curved trajectory, tearing through the sky and vanishing into the void.
Boom!
The white-browed elder had no power to resist. The curved spear aura, starting from his lower abdomen and slicing all the way to his throat, reduced his entire Immortal Monarch power into a shower of bloody mist.
"Overestimating yourself!"
Chang Yuchun sneered as he watched the disintegrating figure. He instantly locked onto the last two Immortal Monarch powerhouses, his eyes flashing with ferocity as spear lights crisscrossed.
Boom!
The last two Qingyang Sect elders perished.
"Soldiers, charge!"
After dealing with all the Immortal Monarch powerhouses, Chang Yuchun halted his warhorse and pointed his spear towards the bloody battlefield behind him. Instantly, tens of thousands of soldiers behind him turned their blades and, in streaks of light, galloped towards the sky, charging into the main battlefield.
Inside the command tent of the Great Han Kui Niu Legion, Zhe Bei's brow furrowed as he studied the deployment map of the Qingyang Sect's army. The battle had raged thus far, and all the Immortal Monarch powerhouses had been slain by Chang Yuchun. Yet, why was the Qingyang Sect's Sect Master nowhere to be seen?
Suddenly, Zhe Bei's expression changed. He quickly exited the tent and gazed towards the Qingyang Sect's central army. After a short while, a smile appeared on his lips. His deputy waved a command flag, and Chang Yuchun, not far away, understood its meaning. He immediately gathered tens of thousands of troops and marched towards the Qingyang Sect's central command tent.
"The army encircles!"
Qi Jiguang, after slaying a Golden Immortal being with his Qi Family Army saber, saw a command flag wave in the distance. He immediately let out a great shout. Instantly, the Kui Niu army on the battlefield began to move in an organized and orderly manner. Streaks of ancient green light connected, and with the fervent shouts of the soldiers, a Kui Niu divine beast materialized, moving to encircle and attack the Qingyang Sect army.
"Continue the encirclement, fight to the death!"
Qi Jiguang roared again. Under his command, the army formations condensed into Kui Niu divine beasts that slaughtered in all directions. Blood clouds churned in the sky, as if a storm was about to descend.
Boom!
The disciples of the Qingyang Sect still resisted with all their might, but after suffering several devastating blows, they began to panic. The military formations they had condensed shattered, blood rain swept across the field, and the ancient green light intensified.
Boom!
At this moment, Chang Yuchun led tens of thousands of soldiers, cutting their way to the central command tent. He looked at the struggling Qingyang Sect Sect Master, who lay on the ground, and found it hard to imagine that this was the overlord who ruled half of the Flaming Realm.
His blood essence receded, his divine power weakened. This was due to a severe injury followed by intense rage. Standing before the Qingyang Sect Sect Master, he looked at the furious expression, lowered his long spear, drew the sword from his waist, and directly severed the Qingyang Sect Sect Master's head, obliterating his primordial spirit. He devoured the Sect Master's blood essence, scattering the remaining immortal energy in his body. Grabbing the enraged head, Chang Yuchun threw it to his deputy and said softly, "Announce to the army, the dominion of the Qingyang Sect!"
With Chang Yuchun's sword strike, the Qingyang Sect's incense inheritance shattered. Outside the tent, the battle raged, and light flickered. Zhe Bei, mounted on his warhorse atop the sky, watched the flag of the Kui Niu Legion cover the blood-filled sky. With Zhe Bei's low command, the Kui Niu Legion exerted more force.
"Commander, General Chang has already slain the Qingyang Sect Sect Master!"
Zhe Bei took the furious, blood-soaked head and raised it high, shouting across the battlefield: "The Qingyang Sect Sect Master is dead! Those who surrender will live!"
"Hoo!"
"Hoo!"
"Hoo!"
The million Kui Niu soldiers instantly ceased their slaughter, roaring to the sky. The clanging of their weapons shattered the resolute will of the Qingyang Sect disciples, blow after blow.
They were all too familiar with that head!