"Brother Meng Xia, Brother Xing Hai, today's battle is the decisive one to completely open the Gate of Creation!"
"Across this Dragon Elephant Valley lies the elite force of the Gate of Creation. With one battle against the Crimson Sun Celestial Dynasty, the Gate of Creation has been fundamentally injured. If we can crush this remaining army, the territory of Daozhou will be within our grasp."
Bi Yi looked at Meng Xia and Xing Hai with great respect. After all, they were powerful beings brought by the esteemed monk. With the two of them, plus himself, they would have three peak Heavenly Gods. How could they possibly fail to break through the Gate of Creation?
"Hahaha, Bi Yi, that won't do!"
"Xing Hai and I were ordered to come here, not just to finish things off simply. This battle must thoroughly dye the territory of Daozhou with blood. Only then can we report back and avoid the monk's wrath, which neither you nor I can bear!"
Meng Xia glanced at Bi Yi and shook his head. Their goal differed from Bi Yi's. They needed to gather enough death qi!
"Indeed! Indeed!"
Bi Yi quickly nodded. "Brother Meng, rest assured. After we crush this army and break into the Gate of Creation, we will uproot them completely. And we won't let the Great Han Imperial Dynasty off either!"
"Mhm!"
Meng Xia and Xing Hai nodded in satisfaction.
"All troops, heed my order!"
"March!"
After receiving their satisfactory reply, Bi Yi pulled on the reins, drew his sword from his waist with a 'swish,' and pointed the gleaming blade forward!
Immediately, the An Yuan army behind him stirred. However, the hundred thousand troops brought by Meng Xia and Xing Hai remained motionless.
A million-strong army, this time gathering half of the An Yuan Celestial Dynasty's elite, was meant to annihilate the Gate of Creation's army in one fell swoop. The monk's goal was to be achieved, and to utterly crush the Gate of Creation.
The million-strong army moved with a roar, waves of blood-red qi and blood surging forth. A large portion of the soldiers had just retreated from the Crimson Sun Celestial Dynasty battlefield, their blades sharp, their battle intent blazing!
"Boom!"
The startled beasts began to flee frantically. The army advanced, with no attempt at concealment. At this moment, they tore through the enveloping white mist, the stampede of beasts heralding the target of their vanguard!
...
"Hmm?"
On the other side of Dragon Elephant Valley, Fa Yanlan, the second elder of the Gate of Creation, was suddenly startled. He strode onto the city wall and looked at the monstrous beasts stampeding opposite them, the terrifying aura of slaughter sharpening his senses. He knew things were not good.
The Gate of Creation had suffered heavy losses in the Crimson Sun Celestial Dynasty battlefield, with half of their elites annihilated. This was an unfavorable time to engage in battle, with morale at its lowest.
"Second Elder! The An Yuan Celestial Dynasty army is attacking."
A disciple at the first level of Heavenly God rushed up the city wall, his face pale with fear. The Gate of Creation and the An Yuan Celestial Dynasty were quite different. This was not a disparity in top-tier combat power, but a gap in the middle-tier forces.
Sect forces valued cultivating in seclusion, while the An Yuan Celestial Dynasty was a fortune dynasty. Their armies never rested, always in a state of expanding their territory, ready to obey the Emperor's command at any moment.
Looking at the clashing blood qi in the void opposite them, Fa Yanlan's heart was in a panic. If this were a friendly sparring match between the two forces, he could at least contend with Bi Yi. But when it came to territorial conquest, bloody battles, and commanding troops, these were the fatal weaknesses of their sect forces!
"Send down the order, prepare to meet the enemy!"
Fa Yanlan had no retreat. One step back would mean the sect's demise. He knew the sect leader had no more disciples to send. All they had were the nine hundred thousand soldiers before him, hastily assembled and not truly an army.
"Damn it!"
"If only I had selected outstanding disciples from within the sect to form an army to defend the sect's dignity!"
"Send down the order: anyone who retreats a single step in this battle!"
"Will be executed!!"
Fa Yanlan crushed a fan crafted from the feathers of an unknown beast in his hand.
"Even in death, we will fight with the iron will of the Gate of Creation, just like our sect disciples on the Crimson Sun Celestial Dynasty battlefield!!"
"Yes!!"
The disciple suppressed his fear and turned to descend the city wall. Not long after, led by Fa Yanlan, the Gate of Creation's army advanced towards Dragon Elephant Valley.
...
An hour later, ten li from Dragon Elephant Valley, on a flat expanse of land.
Bi Yi, Meng Xia, and Xing Hai stood at the forefront of the army. Numerous high-ranking deputy generals formed a circle, their hands clasped, conjuring a blue barrier.
Many soldiers had also quarried nearby stones, slightly altering the local terrain. After all, the blood water would cascade down, navigating the drops between the mountains, and trapping the spiritual energy within. The impact would be quite terrifying.
The energy contained within was enough to kill beings at the peak of the Integration realm. Xing Hai dismounted and touched the ground nearby. Layers of spiritual energy ripples spread out, as if he were sensing something.
"It's almost time!"
Xing Hai mused for a long while, then nodded at Meng Xia.
"Report! To General, the Gate of Creation's army is less than thirty li from the Dragon Elephant Valley ambush site!"
A silver flash appeared in the jungle.
"They're here!"
"Order twenty thousand death warriors to advance and enter the predetermined battlefield!"
Bi Yi's expression was calm as he gave the order. To make the fish take the bait, one must offer an enticing lure. These twenty thousand death warriors had been waiting for this battle.
"Yes! General!"
The deputy general beside him spurred his horse, waving the banner: "Sons of the An Yuan Celestial Dynasty, your bloody battle today will surely be recorded in the annals of the An Yuan Celestial Dynasty! The Emperor will remember your merits, bestow titles and riches, and the secret imperial arts will be permanently open to your descendants!"
"Sons of the An Yuan Celestial Dynasty, we obey the Emperor's decree! March!"
"An Yuan Celestial Dynasty forever!"
"Emperor forever!!"
"Boom!"
The faces of the twenty thousand death warriors were solemn. They had waited a long time for this day. For their own glory, for the honor of their descendants, fight!!
Death holds no fear!!
"Farewell, General!"
"Farewell, General!"
"Boom!"
Bi Yi slammed his right fist against his chest: "Soldiers, you are the Emperor's army! This battle today, I will never forget!!"
"Fight for the Emperor's glory!"
...
"Report! Twenty thousand death warriors have reached the predetermined battlefield!!"
"Report! The Gate of Creation army has entered Dragon Elephant Valley!..."
"Report!"
"Thirty thousand troops have successfully bypassed to the rear of the Gate of Creation, awaiting the battlefield orders!"
"Report! The bloody battle at the front has begun!"
"Report! The General's death warrior army is overwhelmed!! Showing signs of collapse!!"
"It's time!"
Meng Xia nodded at Bi Yi.
*Whoosh!*
Bi Yi cast a deep gaze towards Dragon Elephant Valley in the distance, gripped his long sword, and hesitated for a moment.
"Clang!!"
With his sword drawn, Bi Yi stepped into the void: "Open the seal, pour in the blood water, and annihilate the Gate of Creation army!!"
"Open the seal, pour in the blood water, and annihilate the Gate of Creation army!!"
"Open the seal, pour in the blood water, and annihilate the Gate of Creation army!!"
Command after command resonated through the heavens!