CHAPTER 482: CHAPTER 466: UNIFYING THE EAST BORDER_1

From the eastern horizon, a cavalry legion of over eight thousand troops sped toward them, exuding a monstrous killing aura that swelled with formidable pressure. The banner bearing the character ’Qin’ fluttered in the wind, shining brightly!

Huo Qubing, clad in silver armor and mounted on his warhorse, had sharp, starry eyes and handsome brows. Aside from his terrifying aura, he looked like a refined gentleman. However, in the eyes of the Three Saints Temple disciples, he was the most fearsome god of death.

The Qin Dynasty Saint’s Court! The terrifying force that had driven back the three major factions, forcing them to retreat to the Kylin Holy Land, had now come knocking at their door!

All the disciples of the Three Saints Temple looked at each other, their bodies trembling uncontrollably. They saw fear and terror mirrored in each other’s eyes.

How could they possibly defend against such horrifying Qin forces?

"Charge!"

Soon after, the Desert Legion reached the mountain gate of the Three Saints Temple.

Huo Qubing waved his right hand. His war spear, the one that had destroyed their Sect Protection Formation, transformed into a ray of bloody light and flew into his hand. It bloomed with dazzling brilliance, and he thrust it out again.

A horrific spear aura zigzagged through the Void, shattering the main peak of the Three Saints Temple. Thousands of Three Saints Temple disciples were buried beneath the rubble.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Over eight thousand soldiers of the Desert Legion roared, swinging their weapons and launching a charge.

The thunderous noise caused many disciples of the Three Saints Temple to display expressions of agony, covering their ears as blood flowed from their every orifice. It was a ghastly and terrifying sight.

Then came the chilling descent of blades. One after another, Three Saints Temple disciples screamed as their heads were severed, their blood gushing out ceaselessly, dyeing the Heavenly Universe red.

Before the charging Desert Legion, the disciples of the Three Saints Temple had no power to fight back. In a short while, the beautiful sanctuary was transformed into a horrific graveyard, awash with blood and littered with corpses.

"ROAR!"

High above in the sky, the Fortune Golden Dragon of the Three Saints Temple let out uneasy roars. In its huge dragon eyes, a hint of fear could be seen.

Strands of purple Fortune began to evaporate from the Sea of Fortune.

It’s time to end this!

Huo Qubing looked up, gripping his spear tightly, his imposing figure taking to the sky. A resolve to sweep across all directions and cleanse the universe emerged, overwhelming heaven and earth.

CLANG!

The spear thrust out once more!

A bloody spear light pierced through the air! An endless spear aura penetrated the Heavenly Universe, its unrivaled sharpness tearing apart everything in its path, nailing the Fortune Golden Dragon in the Void.

"WAIL!"

The Fortune Golden Dragon wailed incessantly.

A bloody wind swept across the entire Kylin Dao Domain, followed by clouds of blood that began to pour down as bloody rain. Its red light flickered, as if heaven and earth grieved together.

However, once the blood rain fell to the ground, it didn’t accumulate but instead transformed into strands of Fortune that floated towards the eastern land. In the end, they merged into the Sea of Fortune of the Qin Dynasty Saint’s Court!

Huo Qubing stood tall in the Void, gazing at the now insubstantial Fortune Golden Dragon. He took a deep breath, spread his arms wide, and let the blood rain fall onto him.

"Help!"

"I surrender! Please, don’t kill me!"

"You butchers, you’ll pay for this..."

Screams of despair, wails of agony, and curses echoed through the Three Saints Temple. The sound of the bloody rain falling intermingled with the cries, painting a picture of horrifying misery.

All the while, the soldiers of the Desert Legion showed no sympathy, nor did they lower their butcher knives.

Their eyes held hatred as they continued their frenzied slaughter!

They were exacting their revenge!

They sought to appease the spirits of their fallen brethren beneath the Yellow Spring with the blood of their enemies!

「Meanwhile, outside Sword Pavilion Pass, on the Nine Heavens Battlefield!」

Not good! Soul Annihilation, who was empowered by the Fortune of the Three Saints Temple, felt his expression change drastically. The terrifying aura surrounding him diminished at a visible rate, finally settling at the mid-stage of the Origin Great Emperor Realm.

"The Great Dao re-emerges, and I alone shall ascend to the blue sky!"

Opposite him, Guo Jia’s face lit up as he roared. His vast literary talent surged between heaven and earth, carrying an indomitable will that sought to challenge the very heavens, crushing forward with the force of collapsing mountains and overturning seas.

Soul Annihilation’s face darkened. He summoned the power of the Great Dao and arranged multiple defensive layers in front of his body.

"Destroy!" Guo Jia bellowed, his black hair fluttering. An aura of literary brilliance that could dominate an era fiercely struck Soul Annihilation. Instantly, the power of the Great Dao around him shattered and broke apart.

Soul Annihilation’s body fell to the ground like a bird with broken wings, causing a second wave of damage to the crumbling city wall. A twenty-mile stretch of the city wall vanished into thin air!

Root them out!

Upon the summit of the Nine Heavens, Guo Jia stood suffused with heroic spirit, wielding endless literary energy as he launched a fatal strike.

Damn it!

Lying amidst the wreckage, Soul Annihilation’s pupils contracted, and the thought of retreat formed in his mind.

He glanced around the battlefield. Two chains shot through the air, snatching up his Soul Dan and another ancient Great Emperor Realm expert, then hastily tore through the Void to escape.

BOOM!

A boundless torrent of literary energy descended.

Sword Pavilion Pass, which once controlled thousands of miles, was utterly obliterated, becoming an insignificant speck of dust in the endless river of history. Even the surrounding thousand-mile mountain range was transformed into a vast valley of ravines and gorges.

You run fast! Guo Jia thought as he roamed the sea of literature, looking at the western sky with a hint of regret. By his count, this was the second time Soul Annihilation had escaped from him.

"Next time, I will kill you!" Guo Jia muttered, his eyes revealing a potent murderous intent. As the saying goes, once is happenstance, twice is coincidence, but the third time is enemy action.

"Run!"

After Soul Annihilation fled, the Eternal Temple experts fighting the Qin Dynasty generals were terrified. Their will to fight vanished, and they all tore open the Void to escape.

The speed of their flight left Xiang Yu, Zhao Yun, and the others dumbfounded.

If I, the Prime Minister, cannot stop Soul Annihilation, can I not stop the likes of you?

Guo Jia’s eyes narrowed as he launched another attack. Waves of literary energy tore through the sky. As the distant heavens and earth trembled, several more mists of blood appeared in the Void.

The devastated battlefield, with enemies either fleeing or dead, suddenly became peaceful.

"We won!"

"We won!"

"Wansheng! Wansheng! Wansheng!"

After a moment, the soldiers from various legions realized what had happened and burst into cheers like a tsunami, their voices echoing across tens of thousands of miles. Flags fluttered, obscuring the sun.

Seeing this, Guo Jia revealed a faint smile. Generals like Zhao Yun, Bai Qi, Lv Bu, and Yue Fei laughed heartily.

At this moment, a spring breeze blew over.

In the distance, countless trees, adorned in fresh colors, swayed. Myriad flowers bloomed, exuding a vibrant life force that symbolized hope and the future.

Unwittingly, spring had arrived!

This war, expected to last two years, had reached a decisive victory in just two seasons.

「In the Imperial Capital!」

"DING. Congratulations to the Host for occupying the Kylin Dao Domain. Sign-in reward: Gui Guzi. Do you wish to summon?"

In the majestic Imperial Palace, Qin Wudao sat upon the imperial throne, awaiting the arrival of the war report, when he suddenly heard the system’s prompt.

We won! This thought was the first to surface in Qin Wudao’s mind. He couldn’t help but say aloud, "We won!"

His voice was not loud, but the ministers standing in the Imperial Palace all possessed formidable cultivation and heard these two words clearly. They were initially slightly startled.

"Congratulations to Your Majesty for unifying the East Border!"

Subsequently, some quick-witted ministers looked up. Seeing the immeasurable Fortune converging from the west, they seemed to realize something and immediately shouted respectfully.

"Congratulations to Your Majesty for unifying the East Border!"

"Congratulations to Your Majesty for unifying the East Border!"

"Congratulations to Your Majesty for unifying the East Border..."

The other ministers, upon hearing this, immediately knelt on the ground and shouted loudly, their faces radiating boundless joy and pride.

For the first time in nine eras, the East Border was unified, an unprecedentedly glorious achievement. How could they not be joyful?

As ministers of the Qin Dynasty, having witnessed and contributed to the unification of the East Border, how could they not be proud?

"My dear ministers, please rise!" Qin Wudao said, also wearing a wide smile. His delight stemmed not only from unifying the East Border but also from this system sign-in reward.

Gui Guzi! From the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods, the founder of the School of Diplomacy, possessed abilities that reached through the heavens and earth, and was hailed as a True Immortal of ancient times!