CHAPTER 536: CHAPTER 520: THE GREAT BATTLE OF BLOOD WAVE VALLEY_1

In the time that followed, Bai Qi, as usual, led his army to expand the territory of the Qin Dynasty!

Under the fierce assaults of the foreign race soldiers from the East Border, the Qin army occupied a large expanse of territory, and the number of slain members of the foreign races reached as high as ten billion.

And this was despite the massive migration of the foreign races; otherwise, the death toll would have been even higher.

Meanwhile, several armies of the foreign races flew out from the Ancient Court Dao Domain.

They possessed formidable cultivation, the weakest among them at least at the Reaching the Holy Realm. Their terrifying aura surged to the heavens, and their chilling, blood-red Evil Qi stained half the sky crimson.

In front of the army, the Demon Emperor, clad in golden armor, rode an ancient war chariot. At his waist hung the sacred artifact of the foreign races, the ’Demon God Sword’, its sharpness fully displayed.

Behind him followed the higher-ups from the Saint’s Court of Ten Thousand Demons, weapons in hand, united against a common enemy.

Everyone’s gaze was incredibly resolute!

They all knew this was a battle concerning the future of their race. If they failed, the consequences would be exceedingly severe, possibly even leading to the loss of half their domain.

So, this battle must be won!

They must win!

「Nine days later」

Bai Qi led his army to the front of two ten-thousand-zhang-tall mountain ranges.

These two mountain ranges stretched for over a thousand li. Carved by time, they emanated an ancient aura, an aura characteristic of the Wilderness, and a profound sense of weight, resembling two slumbering true dragons.

Between the two mountains, a clear river surged downstream from its upper reaches, its waters turbulent, creating a roaring sound.

"Is this Bloodwave Valley? What an excellent place according to geomancy!"

Bai Qi, mounted on a white horse, surveyed his surroundings, the corners of his mouth curling into a cold smirk.

A place with mountains and water... quite suitable for a graveyard! I just wonder how many members of the foreign races this graveyard will bury?

"Strange, why have they stopped advancing? Could we have been discovered?"

Halfway up one of the mountains, the Demon Emperor sat on a rock, looking down at the Qin army in the river valley, his brows furrowed with a hint of worry.

The mountain’s surface was covered by a transparent barrier with an effect of grand concealment, completely hiding the bodies and auras of the foreign races, making them one with the mountain.

"Relay the order, advance!" Bai Qi commanded, glancing nonchalantly towards the mountainside.

Upon receiving the order, the army moved forward. Perhaps knowing a fierce battle lay ahead, all the soldiers quietly tightened their grip on their weapons.

"Excellent!"

"I can now declare that the Qin army’s countdown to death has begun!" the Demon Emperor exclaimed, his eyes lighting up with eagerness.

He stared intently at the Qin army, silently calculating the opportune moment to attack.

Meanwhile, in the valley, Bai Qi remained cold and silent, his gaze fixed ahead. Within his deep, blood-red eyes, a murderous Evil Qi swirled. His blood-red battle Qi surged like countless hidden dragons, poised to slaughter the Nine Heavens.

He, too, was waiting for the foreign races to attack!

"Haha, we’ve finally been waiting for you!"

Once the entire Qin army had entered Bloodwave Valley, a cold and unrestrained laughter echoed down from the mountain heights.

The Demon Emperor rose to his feet. The ’Demon God Sword’ in his hand erupted with a dazzling brilliance that shattered the barrier above, revealing tens of millions of elite foreign race warriors hidden there. Their demonic aura soared, roiling the heavens.

BOOM!

The entire Bloodwave Valley trembled.

The towering, colossal mountains were directly torn apart; giant boulders tumbled down, and dust billowed everywhere.

"Demon Tiger Totem, condense!" a general with a tiger’s head and human body, wielding a battle saber, roared loudly.

Five million elites of the Demon Tiger Sacred Clan soared into the air, shifting formations high above, condensing into a ten-thousand-zhang-tall tiger silhouette. It crouched on the high mountain, roaring at the world, threatening to shatter heaven and earth.

"Heavenly Mantis Totem, condense!"

On another massive mountain, a golden mantis roared, its eyes glowing with an eerie green light, like the gaze of a death god.

Four million soldiers of the Heavenly Mantis Sacred Clan prostrated themselves, unleashing four million beams of light that illuminated the sky in gold, revealing a fist intent powerful enough to destroy heavens and extinguish the earth.

Vaguely, a ten-thousand-zhang mantis silhouette continuously waved its foreclaws.

A single swipe of its claw!

The Void shattered, sun and stars exploded!

The Heavenly Mantis Sacred Clan possessed the most noble bloodline of the mantis races and had developed their racial Divine Skill, the Mantis Fist, to its apex.

"Vermilion Gold Totem, condense!"

In the next instant, the peaks of the two colossal mountains began to blaze with furious flames. Countless soldiers of the Vermilion Gold Sacred Clan flapped their flame-wreathed wings, resembling a flowing sea of fire.

High in the Void, a ball of fire appeared out of thin air, radiating terrifying heat, like a sun.

Within the fireball, there was a phantasmal image of a Vermilion Gold Divine Bird, the laws of fire surging powerfully around it.

A mere spark could incinerate mountains or evaporate vast seas; if it landed on an ordinary Emperor Realm Martial Artist, they would be burned alive.

"Thousand Demon Army Soul, condense!"

At this moment, from the other end of Bloodwave Valley, a thunderous roar resounded. Countless foreign race phantoms tore through the air, converging to form a demonic cloud.

Then, the power of a battle formation permeated the world, causing the gray demonic cloud to transform into a bestial body, lion-shaped with hooves like a horse!

The most shocking part was the army soul’s head: it actually possessed over a thousand heads of various demon races, densely packed together, enough to make one’s scalp tingle at the sight.

Setting aside its combat prowess, its appearance alone was enough to scare off many enemies.

This army was the garrison force of the Ancient Court Dao Domain, composed of elites from over a thousand foreign races, possessing extremely formidable combat strength.

Four great armies attacked from four directions!

Demonic energy soared to the heavens!

Killing intent surged!

The Void within a radius of a thousand li twisted, rippling continuously.

"Bai Qi, you slaughtered my subjects and destroyed my Demon City!"

"Today will be your death day!" the Demon Emperor declared coldly, holding his ’Demon God Sword’. The terrifying Sword Qi circulating around his body made heaven and earth seem to collapse.

He stood tall in the sky, gazing at the completely surrounded Qin army, feeling an urge to throw back his head and roar at the sky. Days of forbearance had finally led to this moment.

"Is that so?" Bai Qi looked up, uttering these two words softly.

"Still feigning composure? You don’t know, do you? The foreign races of the East Border have already pledged allegiance to me! Only I, only the Saint’s Court of Ten Thousand Demons, is their true refuge!" the Demon Emperor said with smug satisfaction.

"Is that so?" Bai Qi shook his head with a faint smile, repeating his words, looking at the Demon Emperor with utmost calmness, his indifferent demeanor making him look like he was watching a monkey perform tricks.

At this point, the Demon Emperor also sensed something was amiss. Faced with this predicament, shouldn’t Bai Qi be furious?

Why did he merely utter ’Is that so?’ twice, so nonchalantly?

Could it be otherwise?

"Foreign races of the East Border, hear my command! Kill!" The Demon Emperor raised his ’Demon God Sword’ and ordered with imposing dignity.

However, the scene he had imagined—a thunderous, tide-like response, a call to arms—did not materialize.

All the foreign race soldiers from the East Border stood motionless, as if they hadn’t heard him. Some even glanced around idly, completely ignoring the Demon Emperor.

This scene made the Demon Emperor almost die of second-hand embarrassment!

Immediately, a sense of foreboding arose in the Demon Emperor’s heart. If the foreign races of the East Border had not been turned against him, then they must have fallen for a scheme by the Great Qin Saint’s Court!

"Kill!"

Having watched the Demon Emperor’s performance, Bai Qi drew his blood-red sword. A chilling killing intent soared to the sky, tearing apart heaven and earth.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The foreign race soldiers of the East Border roared, their army souls condensing as they charged towards the massive mountains on either side, their blood-red eyes filled with killing intent.

It was as if the foreign races of the Middle Region were their irreconcilable, sworn enemies!

This greatly puzzled the Demon Emperor. What kind of bewitching potion had Great Qin fed the foreign races of the East Border to make them obey Bai Qi’s commands so readily?

To the point of raising their blades to slaughter their own kin!

Ultimately, weren’t all foreign races in the world one family?