CHAPTER 455: CHAPTER 449: CHOICE_1

Over the Imperial Capital, countless purple streams of Fortune flowed from afar, merging into the Sea of Fortune.

ROAR!

The Fortune Golden Dragon, coiled within the Sea of Fortune, roared towards the heavens as it devoured an enormous amount of Fortune. Its body continued to swell. Its purple dragon scales shone brightly, exuding an unparalleled nobility.

Masses of purple Fortune fell from the sky like a gentle rain, birthing endless wonders.

A frail old man had his life extended by a hundred years.

A crippled warrior from the battlefield regenerated a severed limb.

A Martial Artist on the verge of a breakthrough advanced further.

A single rain of Fortune brought blessings to hundreds of millions of people!

"DING! Congratulations to the Host for successfully capturing the Qionghua Road Domain. You have received an attribute-free Law as a sign-in reward!"

In the imperial study, Qin Wudao, who was engrossed in his official duties, smiled faintly upon hearing the system’s prompt.

In the early stages of a Martial Artist’s development, they primarily focused on forging their physique and absorbing Spiritual Energy.

Upon reaching the Saint Realm, comprehending Laws became the main focus. Once a stronger Law was grasped, breaking through to the next realm would naturally follow.

This attribute-free Law awarded by the system could aid Martial Artists in comprehending Laws more quickly, permitting them to break through realms swiftly. It was a supreme treasure, unique in the entire Primeval Continent, possessed only by Qin Wudao.

An attribute-free Law... quite a good item indeed. Who should I give it to? Qin Wudao put down a memorial and pondered deeply. For me, absorbing this attribute-free Law would undeniably be enormously beneficial. My cultivation would progress by leaps and bounds, perhaps even allowing me to aspire to the Emperor Realm.

But he hesitated. Because I know very well that others need this attribute-free Law more than I do.

"Someone, summon Li Yuanba!" After much deliberation, Qin Wudao took the memorial sent by Huo Qubing and commanded authoritatively. I already have someone in mind for this attribute-free Law.

"By your command!" Xu Chu, who was always by his side, bowed respectfully and strode out.

A short while later, Li Yuanba strode into the imperial study. He was clad in armor, his hands clutching a pair of Golden Hammers. Purple sparks of lightning flickered around him, making him resemble a Thunder God incarnate.

"Your Majesty!" Li Yuanba saluted respectfully.

"I need you to make a trip to the front line and deliver this attribute-free Law to Huo Qubing. He’s currently leading an army alone, pinning down the experts from the Qionghua Sacred Land, Purple Cloud Sacred Land, and the Eternal Temple. He urgently needs to enhance his strength." As Qin Wudao spoke, he took out the attribute-free Law. It was spherical, about the size of a fist, crystal clear, and emanated a soft white light, surrounded by countless pure Rhymes in Dao.

"By your command!" A flash of fervor lit up Li Yuanba’s dark eyes. If I absorb this attribute-free Law, I can definitely break through to the Ten-thousand-year Emperor Realm!

Nonetheless, he quickly regained his composure and respectfully accepted the attribute-free Law.

Both Qin Wudao and Li Yuanba were inevitably stirred by desire upon seeing the attribute-free Law. Yet, both masterfully restrained themselves, refusing to be overcome by greed. Hearts may be tempted, but actions define character.

"Your Majesty, if you were to absorb this, you should be able to break through to the Semi-Emperor Realm!" Li Yuanba hesitated for a moment before daring to ask.

This Law, after all, held incalculable value for cultivation.

"Huo Qubing needs it more than I do. Go and tell him to come back alive for me!" Qin Wudao said, laughing.

For some reason, after saying these words, his entire body seemed to relax. A sense of joy emanated from his soul, and his state of mind was uplifted.

Perhaps this is the nature of gains and losses.

"His Majesty is wise!" Li Yuanba shivered, filled with shame. I actually harbored greedy thoughts just now! I deserve death, I truly deserve death!

However, a moment later, a profound sense of admiration welled up within him.

To serve such a wise sovereign, what is there to fear in death?

「Three million li west of the Purple Cloud Domain, a fierce battle was raging on the prairie.」

The belligerents were the Changkong Desert Army and the forces of the Qionghua Sacred Land.

"KILL!"

In the midst of the battlefield, Huo Qubing brandished his spear. Countless spear images formed, carrying devastating intent as they lashed out in all directions. In an instant, the area within a thousand-zhang radius became a sea of blood.

Thousands of Qionghua Sacred Land soldiers exploded into blood mist, their bodies obliterated.

HUFF... HUFF...

Huo Qubing clenched his spear; a trace of fatigue showed on his resolute face.

Since leaving the Purple Cloud Domain, the Changkong Desert Army he led had traversed tens of millions of li and fought more than ten major battles, having scarcely stopped to rest.

Two minutes later, an endless stream of Qionghua Sacred Land soldiers surrounded him again. Perhaps terrified by the previous slaughter, they hesitated to attack.

"KILL!"

Huo Qubing took the initiative, his spear dancing, flinging off a shower of blood beads.

A devastating spear intent tore through the void. A bloody light suffused the heavens, obscuring the Azure Sky. Innumerable tormented souls howled within it.

This single spear thrust swept the battlefield!

Mangled corpses flew through the air as tens of thousands of soldiers from the Qionghua Sacred Land were sent to the Yellow Spring.

This included several Quasi-Emperor Realm commanders.

"KILL! KILL! KILL!"

"FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!"

More than two million soldiers of the Changkong Desert Army, empowered by their battle formation, fought desperately against the enemy. Fatigue was etched on every face, their lips were pale, yet their eyes shone like stars, their morale soaring.

Clad in blood-soaked armor, they had all crawled out from piles of the dead.

Perhaps from killing too many, their weapons had begun to dull and bend.

Endless enemies surrounded them. Each step forward was exceptionally difficult, gained only by slaying several more enemies.

"RETREAT!" Huo Qubing wove through the battlefield, found a weak point in the enemy’s encirclement, and shouted loudly.

He took the lead, spear in his right hand, a blood-stained banner in his left. He waved it forcefully, guiding the army’s retreat.

"Brothers, charge!"

The commanders of the Changkong Desert Army roared, leading their forces to follow Huo Qubing closely.

After a bloody battle lasting about two hours, the Changkong Desert Army broke through the Qionghua Sacred Land’s encirclement once more. They disappeared over the grassland horizon, leaving only a trail of bloodstains on the withered yellow grass.

"Damn it, they escaped again!" At the rear of the battlefield, Zheng Guiqiong said resentfully.

"Don’t worry, they can’t escape. I’ve already mobilized sixty million troops to wait for them up ahead!" Xiong Lie stood beside her, his aura faint. He touched the spear wound on his chest, his face filled with hatred as he spoke.

"Clean up the battlefield!" Zheng Guiqiong sighed, a venomous glint in her fine eyes as she ordered coldly, "Dismember the corpses of the Qin army and feed them to the prairie hyenas!"

She could only vent her bitter frustration on the corpses.

They’d be better off letting me eat them! Xiong Lie muttered, his face full of regret. But seeing Zheng Guiqiong’s anger, he didn’t dare to voice any opposition.

After all, Zheng Guiqiong was the Hall Master of the ’Three Sacred Halls.’

As the Deputy Hall Master, he had to obey the orders of the main Hall Master.

「Tens of thousands of li away, a blood-soaked detachment of troops appeared.」

After breaking free from danger, Huo Qubing looked at the sky, his face full of displeasure. Spiritual Energy surged in his palm, condensing into a spear qi that shot straight into the firmament.

BOOM!

The white clouds in the sky shattered.

A thousand-zhang chasm had appeared in the sky. Within it, a black-robed figure, holding chains, stood ramrod straight.

The violent aftershock billowed his black robes, revealing a face that held the faintest hint of an unreadable smile.