"Whoosh!"
"Kill!"
"Boom boom boom..."
The five generals leading the mighty army unsheathed their swords in unison.
Hearing the order, the 160,000 iron cavalry of Beiliang behind them stirred, exuding a terrifying aura of bloodlust. With the thundering of tens of thousands of galloping warhorses, they charged at the incoming Black Cavalry Army with an unstoppable momentum.
The instant the two armies clashed, the heavens and earth changed color. Amidst the battlefield, the auras of bloodlust and death intertwined, stirring up rolling thunder.
The two giant dragon souls hovering over the two armies also wrestled and ripped at each other ferociously the moment the armies collided.
An earthshattering battle between two dragons unfolded.
From now on, victory would tilt towards whichever side had the stronger fighting spirit.
"Crown Prince of Bei Liang!"
Chen Ying, who had fought to Li Luo's front, revealed a cruel look. His huge saber slashed towards Li Luo.
Li Luo's brows twitched, just as he was about to reveal his true power and behead Chen Ying directly.
A blood-colored spear blocked in front of him.
"My Prince, leave him to me for practice!"
It was, of course, Gao Shun who shielded Li Luo.
The blood spear in his hands was the Soul-Devouring Spear that Li Luo had obtained from the system.
Not long ago, he had bestowed it upon Gao Shun.
Chen Ying was forced back by Gao Shun's spear. His gaze immediately grew solemn.
"Alright, he's all yours now!"
Li Luo nodded. Chen Ying before him would be a good training partner for Gao Shun.
"Hmph, you want to use me to hone your skills?"
"Let's see if your saber is sharp enough!"
"Virtual Battle!"
Chen Ying let out a cold humph. His vast aura surged out as he took a step forward, turning into a streak of light that shot towards the horizon.
Without another word, Gao Shun gripped the Soul-Devouring Spear that exuded a murderous aura and closely followed.
The two had just entered the clouds when earthshattering sounds of battle rang out.
Li Luo looked towards the battlefield. The five generals of Beiliang were holding off five Spirit Sea Realm masters of the enemy.
As for Li Ergou, a mid-level Great Profound Realm cultivator, he alone held off two enemy Spirit Sea Realm masters.
Soon, Li Ergou killed those two Spirit Sea Realm masters, then turned on his clairvoyance eyes and went on a crazy killing spree on the battlefield.
Countless Black Cavalry soldiers died tragically under his fists.
Seeing this scene, Li Luo looked up towards Murong Liao's direction and grinned. His body vanished strangely from the horseback.
In another part of the battlefield, Murong Liao looked at Li Beixiong before him, who was releasing a terrifying aura, and scoffed disdainfully.
"King of Beiliang, did you think I'm still at the peak of the Great Profound Realm?"
"You're utterly mistaken!"
"Boom!"
Murong Liao's eyes flashed as a terrifying aura swept across thousands of miles.
The blood clouds and ink clouds under their feet were instantly blown away by his frightening aura.
"It's the Grand General!"
"The Grand General has succeeded in breaking through to the Recluse Realm!"
"Everyone, kill for me!"
Seeing Murong Liao releasing a dreadful aura in the void,
the fighting spirit of the Black Cavalry soldiers was greatly boosted as they frantically charged at the Beiliang Iron Cavalry.
In another part of the battlefield, Chen Ying shook off Gao Shun's entanglement and looked towards Murong Liao's back figure in the distance. He sneered coldly,
"Gao Shun, give up and surrender!"
"Our Grand General is now a Recluse Realm master. With your talents and cultivation, why follow Beiliang to your doom?"
Gao Shun smiled lightly and replied,
"Hehe..."
"Recluse Realm? I hope your Grand General doesn't die too quickly..."
Hearing this, Chen Ying was stunned. His expression darkened.
"What do you mean?"
"Nothing! Eat my spear!"
Not wanting to explain further to Chen Ying, Gao Shun immediately stabbed out a dreadful spear.
Chen Ying was greatly shocked and hurriedly dodged...
"So you really are a Recluse Realm master!"
Seeing the dreadful aura on Murong Liao, Li Beixiong's expression remained calm.
He then suppressed his own aura and sheathed his blade.
Seeing Li Beixiong's actions, Murong Liao thought he was giving up resistance. He sneered coldly,
"What's wrong?"
"King of Beiliang, are you surrendering now?!"
Li Beixiong suddenly guffawed loudly.
"Hahaha..."
"Murong Liao, don't think you've got Beiliang in your pocket just because you're a Recluse Realm master!"
"In Beiliang, we have Recluse Realm masters too!"
"What?!"
Hearing this, Murong Liao was shocked. His spiritual sense instantly swept the surroundings but did not detect any other powerful experts.
"Hmph..."
"Boom!"
Murong Liao suddenly attacked, gathering terrifying spiritual power in his palm which he slapped towards Li Beixiong.
Since Beiliang claimed to have Recluse Realm masters yet none appeared, it must be a bluff.
Seeing Murong Liao's terrifying strike coming,
Li Beixiong's expression drastically changed. He thought to himself.
Elder Luo, why aren't you showing yourself yet?!
"Buzz..."
Just as Murong Liao thought Li Beixiong was bluffing,
a white figure quietly appeared before Li Beixiong and blocked Murong Liao's strike with one hand.
Seeing this figure that had suddenly materialized, Murong Liao's pupils contracted as his face was filled with disbelief. He cried out,
"How...how can it be you..."
"So...so incredible!"
At this moment, even Li Beixiong was shocked to see the all-too-familiar figure before him.
The figure that had appeared was none other than Li Luo!
Li Luo now had fluttering white clothes and a golden aura raging around him.
His mighty aura was not the slightest bit weaker than Murong Liao's.
"How...how is this possible?!"
"At your age, how can you possibly be a Recluse Realm master?!"
Murong Liao bellowed in disbelief.
He had spent tremendous efforts to break through to the Recluse Realm and attain his current achievements.
Yet the Li Luo before him had caught up to him at just over ten years old!
Li Beixiong also swallowed hard, carefully examining his beloved son.
It seemed he was re-evaluating Li Luo.
There was no mistake, this astonishing aura was undoubtedly that of the Recluse Realm.
Coming to his senses, Li Beixiong was immediately extremely excited.
Together with his beloved son, Beiliang now had five Recluse Realm masters!
Five masters!
A dynasty with just one Recluse Realm master could prosper for a millennium.
One must know, the Liyang Dynasty still didn't have a Recluse Realm master yet.
Otherwise, how would these feudal princes dare rebel?!
"My son...when did you break through? Your dad didn't even know!"
Filled with excitement, Li Beixiong asked haltingly with a trembling mouth.
Seeing his father's reaction, Li Luo had expected it. He casually waved his hand and perfunctorily said,
"Your son is gifted with extraordinary talents. I recently gained some insights and broke through successively."
"Excellent!"
"Hahahaha..."
"This isn't just extraordinarily talented, it's simply monstrous!"
"Our Li family ancestral grave is finally spewing auspicious smoke!"
"Bah, not just spewing smoke, it's on fire!"
"Hahahaha..."
Li Beixiong laughed heartily, his resonant laughter echoing through the skies.
In another battlefield, Chen Ying had the same reaction as Murong Liao when he saw Li Luo was unexpectedly also a Recluse Realm master.
He absolutely could not believe that Li Luo had cultivated to the Recluse Realm at such a young age!
It was simply shocking to the extreme!
Recalling how he had wanted to kill Li Luo earlier, cold sweat streamed down his back.
He had just walked past the gate of hell!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
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e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
