Chapter 6: Avenging the Martyrs, Fight_1

Chapter 6: Chapter 6: Avenging the Martyrs, Fight_1As the Yan Yun Eighteen Cavalry and the sect experts engaged in battle, the ground battlefield fell silent. All eyes, as if by common accord, turned towards the sky battlefield, praying for their own side’s victory. Whether it was the Yan Yun Eighteen Cavalry or the sect experts, after being augmented by the Formation, both unleashed the combat power of Heavenly Realm Martial Artists, capable of effortlessly dominating the battlefield. The victory of one side would signify the annihilation of the other. "Your Highness, what shall we do next?" Wang Jian, recovering his senses, walked behind Qin Wudao and asked respectfully. "What’s next..." Qin Wudao’s majestic gaze swept around. In a trance, he seemed to see the heroic spirits of generations of Great Qin border guards, homeless, drifting above the pass. Then, his eyes turned to the armies of the Six States, his killing intent surging as he commanded fiercely, "Naturally, we will annihilate the enemy forces and avenge the heroic souls of Great Qin!" At these words, a look of yearning appeared on all the generals’ faces. They silently looked at Wang Jian, awaiting his command. Under the expectant gazes of the generals, Wang Jian took a deep breath, his body emanating roiling waves of bloody Evil Qi, and shouted loudly, "All generals, hear my command! Lead your troops into battle and avenge our fallen heroes!" "Kill!" That single word, "Kill," caused the very grass and trees to tremble and the heavens and earth to shake. Within Hangu Pass, the deafening beat of war drums thundered. All the Great Qin soldiers seemed transformed, like awakened true dragons, their eyes bloodshot, a dazzling, bloody light merging into a single expanse. Their banners waved, their heroic spirits undying. Countless Great Qin soldiers, under the watchful eyes of their martyrs’ heroic spirits, charged out of Hangu Pass. They galloped across the plains, surging towards the soldiers of the Six States to slaughter them. "Battle!" The soldiers of the Six States retracted their gazes, focusing intently on the advancing enemy. They were yet unaware of how terrifying the foe they now faced truly was. "Kill!" Amidst the armies, the Great Qin Iron Cavalry, summoned by Qin Wudao, also charged forward, ten thousand men moving as one. Ancient swords flashed, and fifty thousand strands of Sword Qi coalesced, forming a colossal Heavenly Sword that slashed down violently. BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! Shattered stones flew, and dust plumed, accompanied by a rain of blood that stained the broken earth red and painted the sky crimson. "De... Devil!" The soldiers of the Six States were terrified, retreating step by step, their legs trembling uncontrollably. Their gazes upon the Great Qin Iron Cavalry were filled with horror. They had participated in many battles, but this was the first time they had encountered such a formidable legion. As far as the eye could see, the shattered ground was littered with mangled corpses, piled haphazardly. Blood flowed ceaselessly, gathering in low-lying areas, nearly forming a river of blood. This scene delivered a powerful shock to the soldiers of the Six States, one they would never forget. "Kill them! They only have fifty thousand men..." From the rear of the battlefield, Wei Wuji roared. His command was only half-uttered when an icy chill ran through his body. He swallowed hard and looked up, only to find fifty thousand pairs of cold eyes fixed on him. His voice had drawn the attention of the Great Qin Iron Cavalry. "Charge!" The leading general bellowed, his war sword pointing forward. The fifty thousand strong iron cavalry changed their direction of attack, charging towards the high platform. ROAR! Like a ferocious tiger descending a mountain, the faint roar of a tiger could be heard shaking the heavens and the earth. A blood-red tiger, wreathed in Blood Qi, materialized above the Great Qin Iron Cavalry, slaughtering all enemies in its path. The trumpet of death had officially sounded. In less than a quarter of an hour, the Great Qin Iron Cavalry had traversed the battlefield, paving their way with blood, rapidly closing in on Chu Wuji. An overwhelming Evil Qi, like a divine God Mountain, pressed down, enveloping the high platform. CRACK! With a clear snap, the command banner of the Six States broke in half, falling from the high platform and becoming stained with dirt. "No... Don’t come over here!" Aside from Chu Wuji, the generals of the other five states completely lost their composure. They crumpled to the ground, an overwhelming pressure from all sides crushing them and striking terror into their very cores. "Prodigies, please lend your aid quickly!" Chu Wuji yelled towards the heavens, his face deathly pale. Though he remained standing, he was clearly at the end of his strength, desperately trying to suppress the fear in his heart. Apart from the elders engaged in battle, over a dozen young figures with extraordinary auras stood upon the clouds. They were the prodigies of their respective sects, accompanying their elders this time to gain worldly experience. "Should we intervene?" Wan Guiyi, the Dao Child of the Giant Sword Sect, asked. He wished to act but was filled with apprehension. Hearing this, the other prodigies lowered their heads, remaining silent. The sight of Qin Wudao slaughtering Luo Yun had left a shadow in their hearts, causing these self-esteemed prodigies to feel utterly inferior. There was one exception: Chu Jiangqiong, the Dao Child of the Heavenly Dipper Sect. Dressed in white, he stood among the other prodigies like a crane among chickens, exuding an aura as if a god had descended to the mortal realm. "Can’t you show some backbone? You came with the elders to see the world, not to cower like turtles in your shells!" Chu Jiangqiong reprimanded them in the tone of a senior. A dazzling golden light manifested behind him, as blinding as an awakened lion, and a terrifying aura erupted from his body. Being chastised by a peer, the other prodigies could only manage embarrassed smiles, not daring to retort. This was because Chu Jiangqiong was the sole possessor of a special physique among the six major sects. His strength was immense; at the young age of twenty-eight, he had broken through to the Fasang Realm, shattering a cultivation record that had stood for two hundred thousand years in the East Ancient Domain. In the East Ancient Domain, his name was a legend, synonymous with invincibility. "You all handle the army below. I will deal with Qin Wudao!" Chu Jiangqiong continued, seeing everyone still looking down. His profound gaze fixed on the distant figure of Qin Wudao, radiating intense killing intent. The East Ancient Domain is too small. One peerless prodigy is enough, and that peerless prodigy can only be me! In fact, from the moment Qin Wudao revealed his Fasang Realm cultivation, Chu Jiangqiong had considered him a thorn in his flesh, a nail in his eye, and had sworn to eliminate him. "Alright!" Hearing this, the numerous prodigies no longer objected. They unleashed their formidable power and launched attacks towards the Great Qin Iron Cavalry. Most of them were Martial Artists at the Cave Heaven Stage. Chu Jiangqiong nodded, took a step, and reappeared a hundred zhang away. He called out in an icy voice, "Qin Wudao, come out and meet your death!" Sёarch* The NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. His voice echoed across the battlefield, naturally reaching Qin Wudao’s ears. "Your Highness, be careful! That is Chu Jiangqiong, possessor of the Solar Divine Body. It ranks 580th among the three thousand special physiques, and his strength is terrifying!" Wang Jian, recognizing the newcomer, frowned slightly and warned Qin Wudao via voice transmission. Just a mere ant! Qin Wudao thought, unconcerned. It’s only the Solar Divine Body, ranked 580th. I possess the Chaos Divine Body, ranked first among the three thousand special physiques! After cultivating to this day, even I don’t know how truly powerful I am. "DING! Congratulations to the Host for triggering a system mission: In all the heavens and myriad realms, who shall rise and fall? In this flourishing age of cultivation, prodigies emerge in great numbers, all chasing the Great Dao. The Host must, with supreme combat strength, sweep through the world’s prodigies and suppress an entire era!" "From now on, every time the Host defeats a prodigy possessing a special physique, he will receive one lottery draw chance!" Just as Qin Wudao was preparing to make his move, the long-silent system’s voice suddenly sounded, bringing a hint of delight to his heart. He looked at Chu Jiangqiong as if gazing upon a plump lamb ready for slaughter. "Fight!" Without further hesitation, Qin Wudao’s figure shot through the air like a bolt of lightning. Not even bothering to use the Xuanyuan Sword, he clenched his fists and, with infinite power, punched the Void, tearing two gaping holes in it. The aura of a King, the might of a hegemon, and the presence of an invincible warrior swept across the entire battlefield.