Chapter 332: Chapter 338: Two Battlefields_1
"We must end this battle as soon as possible! Otherwise, even in victory, we will be traitors to our nation!"
The mass slaughter of common people was unacceptable to individuals like Huo Qubing and Li Yuanba, who possessed an immense sense of national honor. They could not stand by and watch as their people were massacred.
"Sweep Through a Thousand Armies!"
Huo Qubing’s eyes narrowed. Thousands of spears of energy erupted, obliterating the incoming tornado and aiming a killing blow toward Old Ancestor Fenglin. The sharp spear glow and boundless spear intent exerted immense pressure on the Old Ancestor.
"An unparalleled genius!" Old Ancestor Fenglin’s forehead creased into numerous wrinkles, the killing intent in his eyes soaring.
Those who can battle across cultivation boundaries are undoubtedly unparalleled geniuses. If one makes an enemy of such a genius, they must be eliminated on the spot to prevent endless future trouble. Throughout history, countless individuals underestimated their enemies, allowed them to escape, and were eventually counter-attacked, leading to the annihilation of their entire families.
"Forbidden Technique: Underworld Storm!"
To eradicate any future threats, Old Ancestor Fenglin gritted his teeth. His eyes emanated a dark, cyan-black aura as he summoned a storm from the Underworld. Like a malevolent dragon, it swept across the world. The savage wind ravaged the lands, causing the very heavens and earth to lose their color. The Underworld was the domain of souls, and thus, this storm specifically targeted soul power. For those with weak souls, the wind would pass without a trace, their spirits instantly dispersed. If this storm were unleashed upon the mortal realm, it would likely annihilate all life within thousands of miles, transforming the area into a land of death. However, summoning the Underworld Storm also incurred severe repercussions, inflicting grievous damage upon one’s own soul power. It was a case of ’kill a thousand enemies, and you lose eight hundred.’
"Infuse Spirit with Killing Aura!" Huo Qubing sneered. An overwhelming killing aura erupted from him, coalescing into a unique energy that fortified his spirit, rendering it indestructible.
Killing aura was the wellspring of destruction. In Ancient Times, a formidable general had utilized killing aura to sever himself from karma and shatter space-time, thereby forging his own world.
My killing aura naturally can’t compare to that of such ancient powerhouses, but it’s not weak. In my previous life, when I sealed the Wolf Barbarians’ territory, didn’t I kill countless people?
"Bring it on!" Huo Qubing, emanating a crimson aura, plunged into the Underworld Storm. His soul remained unyielding amidst the howling gales. The brilliance of his spear radiated like a blazing sun, melting away the entirety of the Underworld Storm.
PFFT!
Tens of thousands of miles away, Old Ancestor Fenglin’s face turned deathly pale. The backlash against his soul caused him to spit out several mouthfuls of blood. His once-mighty aura diminished drastically, making him seem inferior to even an ordinary Great Emperor. His cleverness had backfired; he had intended to harm Huo Qubing but ended up injuring himself.
"Do you have any more tricks?" Huo Qubing asked, advancing step by step. He held his war spear, which radiated a crimson glow, and his cold eyes were like the gaze of a death god.
Old Ancestor Fenglin instinctively retreated, his heart filled with terror. He had never imagined that his first battle after awakening would be against an unparalleled genius.
"Since you have nothing left, it’s time for you to be on your way!" Huo Qubing muttered, transforming into a flash of bloody light as he launched a final, fatal strike.
An endless chill enveloped Old Ancestor Fenglin. His feeble spirit trembled continuously, making him feel as if he were trapped in a lightless, endless abyss. When he returned to reality, he discovered that his body had been pierced by a long spear, blood gushing out like a demonic lotus.
"How... how is this possible?" Old Ancestor Fenglin clutched his wound, trying to staunch the bleeding, but hot blood still streamed from the gaps, slowly draining his life force. Despair enveloped him.
Standing behind him, Huo Qubing wiped the blood off his war spear with a piece of silk, his expression calm and unruffled, as if he hadn’t just slain a formidable Great Emperor, but merely crushed an ant.
So powerful! Old Ancestor Tianqilin, who was battling Li Yuanba, witnessed Old Ancestor Fenglin’s fall. His eyes nearly popped out in horror, and his heart was seized with panic as Li Yuanba’s hammer blow sent him flying tens of thousands of zhang.
"Kill!" After wiping the blood from his war spear, Huo Qubing’s expression turned cold. He hurled the spear, which transformed into a streak of light, piercing through an Emperor-level Martial Artist fiercely engaged with Xiao He, causing the unfortunate soul to explode into a mist of blood.
With a single step, Huo Qubing appeared hundreds of thousands of zhang away. He grasped the war spear that had torn through the Void and turned to face another Emperor-level Martial Artist from the Kylin Holy Land.
GULP.
Just one look from Huo Qubing sent a chill down the spine of the Emperor-level Martial Artist from the Kylin Holy Land. He swallowed hard, his body trembling uncontrollably. Too terrifying! Those were the eyes of hell, the gaze of a demon!
"You’re courting death!"
At this moment, Old Ancestor Wanlin, far away in the Kylin Holy Land, witnessed the fall of two Emperor-level Martial Artists. He was consumed by a sudden rage, his body erupting in flames that dyed the sky crimson. Just as he was about to tear open the Void and descend upon the front line, an extremely horrifying pressure suddenly surged from afar. Old Ancestor Wanlin turned his head and saw a roiling black mass of demonic aura rapidly approaching.
A powerhouse from another race? Old Ancestor Wanlin’s expression turned utterly grim. He abandoned the idea of going to the Qin Dynasty’s Ancient Court and furiously commanded, "All Emperor-level Martial Artists of the Kylin Holy Land, to battle!"
RUMBLE...
More than twenty Emperor-level presences shot skyward, ripped through the Void, and arrived outside the Kylin Holy Land.
"Kylin Formation, activate!" The Kylin Emperor retrieved an ancient formation disk from his robes, formed a series of hand seals, and activated all the formations within the Kylin Domain, safeguarding the Dao Domain. This was a necessary precaution before Emperor-level Martial Artists clashed; otherwise, the entire Dao Domain could be obliterated by the aftershocks of their battle.
"Heh heh heh, Kylin whelps, this old man is here for revenge!" Xiong Lie declared, standing atop a black cloud. His white fur bristled as his body began to inflate, transforming until he was hundreds of zhang in size, resembling a great mountain. He looked down at the city below and brought his palm crashing down, leaving a bottomless crater where the city once stood, completely wiping out all life within it.
"Clan Leader, you’re too crude! Humans are valuable treasures!" an Old Ancestor of the Ice Emperor Bear Clan complained from the side. His mouth gaped open, aimed at another city. With a sudden inhalation, he devoured all the millions of inhabitants within. "BURP! So satisfying!" The old ancestor rubbed his belly, a cheerful smile on his face.
The Water Bear Emperor licked his lips, his grip tightening on his Wolf Fang Club. "What’s the point of eating ordinary humans? If we’re going to eat, let’s eat the people of the Kylin Holy Land! Their bodies have been nourished by Spiritual Energy, and they’ve cultivated Heaven-rank Cultivation Techniques. Now that’s a true delicacy!" Incomparable brute force erupted from him, agitating the Void.
"Seeking death!" Old Ancestor Wanlin roared. He raised his scepter high, and the Void cracked open. A colossal beast wreathed in flames flew out, exuding the aura of a Ten-thousand-year Emperor. It was a Horned Qilin Beast, a hybrid demonic beast possessing Kylin bloodline, having inherited the talents of the Kylin clan.
ROAR!
The Horned Qilin Beast tilted its head back and roared. Like an arrow loosed from a bowstring, it shot forth, tearing through the Void towards the Water Bear Emperor, leaving a long trail of fire in its wake.
"If you were a true Kylin, I might fear you somewhat. But now..." the Water Bear Emperor sneered. His body began to swell, reaching a full thousand zhang in height. He raised his Wolf Fang Club high and smashed it down forcefully, swatting the charging Horned Qilin Beast away. The Horned Qilin Beast had only inherited the Kylin’s talents, not their Divine Skills, so its combat power was relatively weak—the weakest among those of the same realm.