"Attack together!"
"Kill!"
All the remaining Golden Immortal generals in the void struck simultaneously, several powerful immortal qi energies striking towards Xiong Kuohai. They felt fear, but also fearlessness. For the capital they protected, they would slay Xiong Kuohai today. Killing intent surged in the void, and various immortal treasures, carrying different offensive functions, rained down on Xiong Kuohai. The combined might of several powerful Golden Immortals plunged the heavens and earth into darkness. The sky, which had been peaceful for tens of millions, even hundreds of millions of years without large-scale battles, was now dim and blood-red. Palaces and pavilions in Nantian City began to crumble, and mountains within a hundred-mile radius of Nantian collapsed. The power unleashed by several Golden Immortals seemed to reshape the land, as if Nantian City would cease to exist with this single blow!
"Hahaha! Just like this!"
"Kill!"
Xiong Kuohai roared to the sky, exhilarated by the onslaught. This was how a battle should be – unrestrained and bloody!
His battle axes merged into one, transforming into a Bronze-bound Cudgel. He raised the cudgel, and unparalleled black Taotie divine power swept through the void, directly slamming towards the allied Golden Immortal powerhouses.
In an instant, with one sweep of the cudgel, several Golden Immortal beings perished in the void. Drops of terrifying Golden Immortal blood fell onto the earth!
Dust to dust, earth to earth!
"Battle!"
"Battle!"
"Battle!"
Xiong Kuohai, gripping the Bronze-bound Cudgel, roared to the sky. Yang Su, in the distance, was drawn by the commotion and cast his gaze. He did not participate in this battle, instead sitting with Zheng Chenggong on the war chariot, commanding the entire army.
"Come again!"
Xiong Kuohai, his face covered in blood, his fierce expression turned towards the remaining three Golden Immortal generals.
"For the Emperor!"
The three Golden Immortal generals exchanged glances and made their decision. They slashed their hands across their immortal treasure blades, letting blood drip onto their faces before gripping their immortal treasures.
Instantly, the three joined forces, their saber energy shattering the void!
"Annihilate!"
Xiong Kuohai exerted force with both arms, bending the Bronze-bound Cudgel like a longbow. Layers of black light surged, and Xiong Kuohai, as if wielding a black divine staff dozens of feet long, slammed towards the three Golden Immortal powerhouses.
*Dong!!*
*Rumble!*
With a sweep of the cudgel, the void shattered, like a black abyss gushing forth. The three Golden Immortals perished.
*Boom!*
Yang Su stood up and declared, "All enemy Golden Immortal powerhouses have been slain. Army, obey my command and annihilate the enemy!"
With a cold shout, the military order was passed down.
The army of the Nantian Immortal Dynasty was in utter shock. Seeing only a single figure wielding a long cudgel in the void, they knew that their great generals had all sacrificed themselves for the nation.
"Kill!"
The generals relayed the order throughout the army. The morale of the Han soldiers surged. Their battle blades flashed towards the sky, boundless blood-red energy and immense battle intent pressing down upon the ground, as if blood rain would pour down at any moment. Within Nantian City in the distance, countless beings heard the horn of their impending doom. On the road leading from the battlefield to Nantian City, corpses lay everywhere in pools of blood, some still twitching with their arms or legs!
*Boom!*
"Storm Nantian City and slay the Nantian imperial family!"
Millions of troops advanced towards Nantian City, the place symbolizing the supreme authority of the Nine Realms. Today, it faced its twilight. Yang Su stood on his war chariot, his long sword held high, issuing the order for the army's advance!
Instantly, the three armies thundered. The four city walls crumbled immediately. The army did not harm ordinary beings along the way, heading directly for the imperial palace.
......
In the northwest corner of the Nine Realms, at the location of the Ancient Sword Sect.
Zhou Yu, leading the Yinglong First Army, landed from the north. Along the way, he dropped off supplies and advanced lightly. Within two days, Zhou Yu had successfully led his army to surround the ancestral grounds of the Ancient Sword Sect.
"Submit, and live!"
Zhou Yu stood in the void, holding his long sword, and looked at the five Golden Immortal beings standing above the ancestral grounds of the Ancient Sword Sect.
"Impossible!"
"Though our Ancient Sword Sect Master has fallen, our sword edge remains sharp!"
"If you want us to spill the life's work of our ancestors into the abyss, you will have to step over our bodies!"
Disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect, holding their long swords, despite the overwhelming power of the Han Immortal Dynasty, and still immersed in the grief of their Sect Master's demise in the secret treasure land, faced the impending crisis of annihilation without fear. They stood on the front lines with their blades!
"Yinglong First Army!"
"Kill!"
Zhou Yu's expression was calm, showing no mercy. He swept his gaze over the deployment of the Ancient Sword Sect's army, then raised his right hand, pointing his long sword directly at the Ancient Sword Sect's grounds.
"All generals!"
"Follow me and charge!"
Yu Dayou, wielding his long sword, surged forth from Zhou Yu's side. Several days prior, he had returned to serve under Zhou Yu in the First Army.
Instantly, a river of sword qi suppressed the entire Ancient Sword Sect's immortal treasure swords. Tens of thousands of swords detached from the hands of the Ancient Sword Sect disciples, circling in the void, their tips pointing towards the disciples below. The void fell silent.
"You dare to wield swords before me!"
At this moment, Yu Dayou's eyes were devoid of emotion, filled only with surging sword intent. His sword qi, which shook the heavens, erupted upwards. Thousands of swords of the Ancient Sword Sect immediately bowed at Yu Dayou's feet!
Without their blades, the beings of the Ancient Sword Sect were in despair. Their swords were their pride and their sharpest weapons, yet today, they were out of their control, submitting to the enemy general!
"Damn it!!"
"Even without our immortal treasures, we can still fight for three hundred rounds!"
"Ancient Sword Sect, we will never retreat!"
"Ancient Sword Sect, we will never retreat!"
"Ancient Sword Sect, we will never retreat!"
Disciples roared in unison, retracting their hands. They formed claws or fists, adopting their stances, awaiting the enemy's charge.
"Kill!"
Zhou Yu watched this scene calmly and said in a low voice. Instantly, arrows filled the sky, whistling towards them. How could mere flesh and blood withstand arrows forged by Gan Jiang? Though these arrows were not immortal treasures, they were the finest mortal weapons, their sharp edges unstoppable even by Immortals.
"Kill!"
The elders of the Ancient Sword Sect were the first to attack. Under their war cries, the disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect broke through the sect's defensive array and charged towards the Han soldiers.
"A mantis trying to stop a chariot!"
Yu Dayou drew his long sword, and the sky filled with swords emitting resonant hums. At this moment, ten thousand swords crisscrossed the heavens, each condensed with its own unique sword qi. Under Yu Dayou's control, the sword qi surged downwards, splattering blood everywhere. Even among the elders, three directly perished.