"Roar!"
The battle dragon military spirit let out a long roar towards the sky, its huge figure charging over.
Li Luo's figure was tiny as an ant under the massive body of the battle dragon military spirit.
"Hehe..."
"Buzz..."
"Boom!"
Li Luo coldly laughed and pressed down with his big hand.
Massive spiritual power erupted from his body, penetrating the clouds and spanning the sun with a rainbow.
Following that, the colors of heaven and earth changed as the surrounding clouds gathered madly, forming a huge whirlpool.
Within the oppressive towering clouds, a hundred-zhang giant palm made of condensed spiritual power stretched out from within the cloud curtain.
With just one palm, it suppressed the charging battle dragon military spirit!
"Roar!"
As a dragon's cry rang out, the hundred-zhang battle dragon military spirit's body shattered and turned into strands of ink-colored fighting spirit, gradually dissipating...
"Pfft..."
The instant Li Luo annihilated the battle dragon military spirit, the Black Cavalry Army who was fighting the Bei Liang Iron Cavalry suddenly suffered backlash collectively and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Their aura instantly became dispirited and feeble.
"Their military spirits have been destroyed, kill them!"
Seeing this scene, the fighting spirit of Bei Liang Iron Cavalry grew even stronger.
The sole military spirit swirling in the sky, Dragon Massacre Military Spirit, broke into pieces and turned into countless strands of bloody evil qi, empowering every Bei Liang cavalryman fighting below.
In that moment, the Bei Liang Iron Cavalry empowered by the military spirit were like demons from hell, emitting terrifying evil qi from their bodies, initiating a frenzy of slaughter.
Under the massacre of the Bei Liang Iron Cavalry, the already backlashed Black Cavalry Army fell in swathes.
Very quickly, the original 200,000 Black Cavalry Army now only had 40,000 remaining.
While on the Bei Liang side, of their original 160,000 troops, 100,000 still remained.
Facing the swooping Bei Liang Iron Cavalry, a Spirit Sea Realm expert from the Black Cavalry Army looked up at the progressively defeated Murong Liao, knowing that the Black Cavalry Army's greater situation had already collapsed!
Thus, he decisively led the remaining Black Cavalry Army to retreat.
"Retreat!"
Receiving the order to retreat, the Black Cavalry Army at the back of the battlefield turned and fled from the battlefield.
Watching the defeated Black Cavalry Army fleeing, Dragon Ye and the other five generals, plus Li Ergou, immediately gave chase.
However, just as the remaining 40,000 were about to quickly flee the plains...
They discovered eighteen masked men on warhorses blocking their path.
These eighteen people were none other than Luo Yi's Yan Yun Eighteen Riders!
Each of the Yan Yun Eighteen Riders had the cultivation of the Great Yuan Realm.
To thoroughly annihilate the Black Cavalry Army, Li Luo had arranged for the Yan Yun Eighteen Riders to be here, specially preventing the retreat of the Black Cavalry Army.
Aside from the Yan Yun Eighteen Riders, seven hundred well-equipped cavalry appeared from another direction.
It was Gao Shun's Trapped Camp.
At this time, the only Spirit Sea Realm expert remaining under Murong Liao was the original envoy, Sun Long.
Now, with the Bei Liang army at their rear and the Yan Yun Eighteen Riders along with the Trapped Camp before them, the Black Cavalry Army had nowhere left to escape!
"What is there to fear!"
"They only have a dozen or so people, charge out with me!"
Sun Long roared loudly and spurred his warhorse to charge towards the Yan Yun Eighteen Riders, with the Black Cavalry Army closely following behind.
The leader of the Yan Yun Eighteen Riders at the front, seeing the Black Cavalry Army charging at them, coldly laughed. With a wave of his hand, the seventeen others behind him abruptly unleashed their auras.
"Boom..."
Terrifying spiritual power swept the battlefield, howling like a gale.
The charging Black Cavalry Army had countless men blown off their horses by this terrifying spiritual power storm.
"Great Yuan Realm experts!"
Sun Long's face revealed an expression of fear.
The eighteen people before him were actually all Great Yuan Realm experts!
This scene astonished not just the Black Cavalry Army, but also made Chen Ying battling in the sky narrow his eyes in shock and alarm.
What a frightening Beiliang!
By this time, even the stubbornly resisting Murong Liao rose regret for the first time.
Their meddling invasion of Li Yang was actually a huge mistake right from the start!
But now regret was too late.
"Hiss..."
"Those... Those are the Prince's subordinates?!"
Dragon Ye and the other five Beiliang generals inhaled a breath of cold air upon sensing the massive aura released by the Yan Yun Eighteen Riders, asking in trembling voices.
Li Ergou beside them nodded slightly.
Receiving Li Ergou's confirmation, the light of excitement filled their eyes.
Who would dare provoke their Beiliang after this!
"Kill!"
Dragon Ye waved his Beiliang blade dripping with viscous blood, leading the Iron Cavalry behind him to completely massacre the remaining Black Cavalry Army!
"Charge!"
"Fight to the death!"
Sun Long gritted his teeth and stubbornly led the remaining Black Cavalry Army to continue charging towards the Yan Yun Eighteen Riders.
The Yan Yun Eighteen collectively drew their blades, moving in an instant as all eighteen instantly charged into the remaining Black Cavalry Army.
As for Sun Long at the front, his head was lopped off with one slash from the Yan Yun Eighteen Riders' captain.
The seven hundred Trapped Camp, all at the Spirit Gathering Realm, were like a pack of hungry wolves that had joined the massacre of the Black Cavalry Army.
Soon, the pursuing Bei Liang Iron Cavalry joined the battle once more.
Under the despairing gazes of countless Black Cavalry Army soldiers, the bloody slaughter dyed the green grass on the plains red. The air was filled with nauseating stench of blood.
Quickly, as the last Black Cavalry Army soldier was hacked off his horse, the battle flag emblazoned with the words Black Cavalry fell.
The 200,000 Black Cavalry Army had been completely massacred without leaving a single survivor!
On the hazy Qingshui Plains, aside from the wailing of warhorses, what followed closely after were the cheers from the Bei Liang troops.
At this time, the gazes of all the Bei Liang soldiers were focused on the sky.
"It's over... Everything is over..."
Chen Ying watched the 200,000 Black Cavalry Army slaughtered before his eyes, yet was powerless to do anything. His entire person fell into a brief stunned daze.
"Buzz..."
At this time, Gao Shun gathered strands of bloody aura into his Soul-Devouring Spear.
"Slaughter!"
Gao Shun let out a low roar, and the spear tip of the Soul-Devouring Spear emitted an ear-piercing buzz.
The gathered evil qi abruptly unleashed dazzling bloodlight.
In that instant, the spiritual power between heaven and earth began to riot, and a phantasm completely exuding bloody aura emerged behind him.
This terrifying phantasm held a massive illusory Soul-Devouring Spear in its hand.
Gao Shun's eyes flashed as his figure moved, the Soul-Devouring Spear in his hand abruptly stabbing towards Chen Ying.
The phantasm behind him attacked simultaneously.
Its massive illusory Soul-Devouring Spear perfectly matched with the one in Gao Shun's hand.
"Ha!"
The stunned Chen Ying immediately revealed an expression of shock.
However, it was now too late to dodge.
He could only let out a low angry roar, gathering terrifying power instantaneously into the weapon in his hand to collide with Gao Shun's terrifying strike.
Boom!
The spectators only saw a terrible mushroom cloud rise up.
Then, Chen Ying's corpse fell from the sky.
The sharp-eyed saw that Chen Ying's chest had a massive hole pierced right through it. His entire chest was penetrated.
When the smoke dispersed, Gao Shun with the Soul-Devouring Spear returned to Li Luo's side.
"Young master, the enemy has been slain!"
Gao Shun cupped his fists and bowed.
Li Luo nodded slightly, extremely satisfied with Gao Shun.
At the same time, he couldn't help but sigh at the might of the Soul-Devouring Spear.
It really was a terrifying imperial weapon!
Even with most of its power sealed, it could still have such imposing manner.
Li Luo looked forward to how powerful the Soul-Devouring Spear would be after Gao Shun fully unsealed its abilities.
"Boom..."
Just then, the battle between Luo Yi and Murong Liao also reached its conclusion.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
