CHAPTER 450: CHAPTER 444: CHARGE_1

At midnight, the sky was gloomy, with no light in the entire world. In the ruins of the Azure Cloud Sacred Land, the Desert Army sat cross-legged. Observing carefully, one could see that their positions were particularly unique, following a certain pattern.

Suddenly, two beams of red light appeared in the sky, moving rapidly; in the black of night, they seemed incredibly bewitching. Within the red light, silhouettes flickered, all holding weapons, their expressions cold, exuding a strong murderous intent.

Zheng Guiqiong emerged from the phoenix carriage and mounted a warhorse, looking valiant.

Xiong Lie left his throne, charging at the forefront of the army, his eyes blood-red, endless demonic energy swirling around him.

"Are they finally here?"

Huo Qubing, standing upright on the mountaintop, gazed into the vast sky, a glint of excitement in his eyes. His fighting spirit filled the air.

The soldiers of the Desert Army also detected the enemy’s arrival. Holding their breath, they silently drew their weapons, ready for battle.

"I didn’t expect that the Saint’s Court of the Qin Dynasty would actually manage to breach the Azure Cloud Sacred Land!"

Upon reaching the foot of the mountain, Zheng Guiqiong surveyed the damaged Azure Cloud Sacred Land with a trace of surprise. She circulated the Spiritual Energy within her body, and dazzling lights of law erupted, illuminating the heavens and earth with brilliant colors. Before arriving, she had dispatched numerous Scouts to investigate the Azure Cloud Sacred Land’s battle situation, and all reports concluded with its annihilation.

She had always held some doubts about this.

Among the three major forces, although the Azure Cloud Sacred Land was the weakest, it still boasted a Martial Artist of the Great Emperor Realm, an army of millions, and a Sect Protection Array.

Yet, despite all this, the Azure Cloud Sacred Land had fallen.

Within a single day, it had met its doom, becoming an insignificant trace in the vast sea of history.

This small glimpse revealed the formidable power of the Qin army!

However, despite knowing the enemy’s terrifying strength, she felt no fear.

Looking up at the sky, Zheng Guiqiong commanded loudly, "All soldiers, attack!"

BOOM!

Behind her, an army of thirty million launched a charge, forming battle arrays and condensing Army Spirits. The resulting spectacle stunned the heavens and the universe. Among these Army Spirits were man-eating demonic flowers, roaring fierce beasts, and razor-sharp Divine Weapons.

"Thousand Demons Saint’s Court, to battle!"

After the Qionghua Sacred Land attacked, Xiong Lie took a step into the air, commanding sharply.

"Charge! Charge! Charge!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The previously silent alien soldiers, their crimson eyes glowing, revealed profound patterns appearing on their bodies. These patterns connected, producing powerful energy fluctuations. A series of phantoms emerged, walking out of the river of time and space. These phantoms were all ancestral projections of various clans, exuding an ancient aura.

The sky over the ruins of the Azure Cloud Sacred Land was completely engulfed by the imposing presence of the Qionghua Sacred Land and Thousand Demons Saint’s Court armies, like a prison ensnaring all creation.

"Brothers! For our country, for honor, follow my lead! Fight!"

Huo Qubing shouted, his voice resounding and powerful, like thunder, reaching the ears of every soldier in the Desert Army.

"For our country, fight!"

"For our honor, fight!"

Each soldier of the Desert Army cried out, their faces exceptionally resolute, veins bulging on their foreheads. They abruptly sprang up from the ground, empowered by the Army Spirit, their bodies suffused with a bloody light. They never forgot that they were soldiers of Qin, invincible soldiers of the Desert Army!

"Kill!" Huo Qubing roared.

He looked northward, where dust billowed and hordes of ferocious aliens charged forth. An overwhelming, bloody Evil Qi blanketed the sky, seemingly endless.

With a light tap of his foot, Huo Qubing, empowered by the Army Spirit, charged out of the Azure Cloud Sacred Land.

"Kill!"

"Charge! Charge! Charge onward!"

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The soldiers of the Desert Army roared, their vitality surging like beacon smoke, shaking the heavens and earth. Unrivaled momentum soared to the heavens, endless Evil Qi permeated the air, and matchless morale shook the world, as if the god of death had descended upon the mortal realm, creating a suffocating pressure.

In terms of numbers, though the Desert Army comprised fewer than three million soldiers, the momentum they generated far surpassed that of the Thousand Demons Saint’s Court soldiers.

"Defense!"

"Barbaric Elephant Clan, to the front!"

Seeing Huo Qubing leading his troops in a charge, Xiong Lie was startled and ordered coldly.

The formation shifted. A group of colossal elephants, thousands of feet tall, rushed to the army’s forefront. They wore heavy armor protecting their vital parts, and terrifying demonic energy surged around them, forming a massive protective shield.

"Archers, ready!" Huo Qubing commanded in a cold voice.

Behind him, five hundred thousand archers, their faces filled with Evil Qi, gripped their horses tightly with their legs and drew their bows with all their might. Crimson divine light flashed, dazzlingly brilliant.

"Fire!" Huo Qubing bellowed when the alien army was still ninety miles away.

WHIR! WHIR! WHIR!

As his command fell, five hundred thousand crimson long arrows tore through the sky, trailing brilliant tails that lit the dark night sky fiery red as they shot towards the alien army.

THUD! THUD! THUD!

As the arrows landed, their sharp force tore bloody holes in the Barbaric Elephant Clan, gore erupting skyward.

"ROAR!"

"ARRGH!"

Struck by the arrows, the members of the Barbaric Elephant Clan shrieked in pain, toppling to the ground and smashing huge craters, sending dust billowing.

In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands from the Barbaric Elephant Clan perished.

A single volley of arrows had almost shattered the alien army’s first line of defense.

This shocked many of the alien troops. After all, the Barbaric Elephant Clan was known for having the strongest defense among all alien tribes, yet they proved so vulnerable against the Qin army.

The thunder of hooves continued unabated as the two armies clashed.

The Desert Army was like a sharp dagger plunging into the Thousand Demons Saint’s Court’s forces. Gouts of fresh blood splattered; any alien soldier they encountered was instantly torn limb from limb, none spared.

Huo Qubing rode at the vanguard, his piercing gaze fixed on Xiong Lie.

He rapidly brandished his battle spear, mobilizing the power of the Army Spirit. An unmatched might surged into his body, multiplying his strength manifold.

He thrust his spear!

In an instant, a brilliant spear-light illuminated the heavens and earth, parting the twilight.

Under the stark white light, Xiong Lie’s pale face was clearly visible, the hairs on his body standing on end, a trace of fear deep in his eyes. Empowered by the Army Spirit, Huo Qubing’s strength had reached the peak of the Ten-thousand-year Emperor realm. Xiong Lie, merely an ordinary Great Emperor Realm Martial Artist, could not possibly withstand such an attack.

BOOM!

The spear-light descended.

The threat of death shadowed him relentlessly!

Just as the spear-light was about to strike, Xiong Lie gritted his teeth and shoved the two Great Emperor Realm ancestors beside him forward.

Before the two ancestors from the Ice Emperor Bear Clan could react, they were struck by the spear-light, and their imposing bodies disintegrated into Voidness.

After slaying the two Great Emperor Realm Martial Artists, the spear-light’s power diminished considerably, but it continued unimpeded, striking Xiong Lie’s chest.

TING!

A crisp sound rang out.

A shield had appeared before Xiong Lie’s chest. Covered with countless profound patterns, it radiated formidable defensive power and the aura of a Saint Armament.

CRACK!

Two breaths later, the shield shattered into pieces.

Xiong Lie’s body was sent flying by the spear-light. He crashed to the ground, coughing up a large mouthful of blood. He lay there, touching the shattered Saint Armament on his chest, a lingering mix of relief and terror in his eyes.

"Kill!"

Seeing he had failed to kill Xiong Lie, a flicker of disappointment appeared in Huo Qubing’s eyes, quickly replaced by killing intent. He led his army onward, continuing the pursuit.

"Stop!"

Just then, two powerful voices echoed simultaneously across the battlefield.

Ten thousand zhang high in the sky, two black clouds floated. Four pitch-black chains extended from the dark clouds, exuding an aura of destruction.

The auras of two Ten-thousand-year Emperors pressed down!