Meng Xiang's death did not reduce the hatred in the Xuanlong Holy Man's eyes, but he felt a little relieved.
Dendi and the Sunset Battle God turned against each other, and the Sunset Peak's Divine General Luo died under the combined attack of the East Continent's Emperors. It was a beautiful scene.
It was a pity that the Xuanlong Holy Man could not kill Meng Xiang with his own hands to avenge the Xuanlong Sect's disciples.
Since Zhuge Xiu was still alive, he must take his life to make up for this regret. Zhuge Xiu must die!
"Xuanlong, you, Qingshuang Sword Elder, Wen Qing Nun, and Grandmaster Han Tian tried to kill us at the Valley of the Gods, causing Qin Hao to step into the God-Slaying Formation and his Third Imperial Body to be destroyed. Today, I will settle this grudge with you."
Zhan Wu forcefully held his breath and let out a furious roar.
"What?"
Feng Lan was shocked. She looked at Zhou Wendi and her expression turned ugly. In the next moment, they looked at the Xuanlong Holy Man.
Could it be that he was one of the Twelve Murderers?
"Hehe, War God, why don't you let bygones be bygones? Back then, the Pill Emperor was like the sun in the sky. Who in the Five Realms dared to disobey him? I made the first move to protect myself. Otherwise, how could there be today's orthodoxy and foundation? Although it was destroyed by Zhuge Xiu … Oh right, do you still have the strength to fight?"
The Xuanlong Holy Man smiled. The Sunset Battle God was nearing the end of his life and his Dao had disappeared. He could not even protect himself, yet he still wanted to avenge Qin Hao. He should consider Han Lingxuan's power.
The Xuanlong Holy Man was indeed afraid of death, but Zhan Wu wanted his life. He could not kill him even if he wanted to.
As these words echoed, the Northern World's orthodoxies were in an uproar. The Xuanlong Holy Man was involved in Dendi's death at the Valley of the Gods.
No wonder when the War God Temple attacked Mount Xuanlong, Zhuge Xiu and Meng Xiang slaughtered the Xuanlong Sect's disciples. They were under the orders of the Battle God to avenge Dendi.
Lamentable, lamentable.
Old Ancestor Treading Sea and the others turned to look at Qin Hao, who was clutching his head and screaming. Dendi, who was on the verge of breaking down, probably still did not know what Zhan Wu had done for him.
However, no one noticed a sharp glint flickering in Qin Hao's scarlet eyes.
"Brother Zhan Wu, what's the point of persevering now? I have 27 Imperial Lords and Generals under my command, nine True Selves, six Unblemished Ones, 100,000 warriors above the King Realm, more than 400 Imperial Servants, and more than 40,000 Human Sovereign Realm warriors. Not to mention that your Divine War Guards have less than 10,000 wounded soldiers left, even if they were at their peak condition, what are their chances of winning against my personal army?"
Han Lingxuan asked, "Thirty percent, or twenty percent?"
Or perhaps, not even 10%.
Today, she brought all the real elites of Daqin. If Zhan Wu's eyes were not dim, he should be able to see that many of these soldiers were the descendants of the Siyi Tribe.
Back then, Qin Hao had killed their ancestors. Today, the descendants of the Siyi Tribe had come to kill Dendi with the intention of dying.
Moreover, the Shennong Valley, the Ghost Barren Kingdom, the Divine Wind Palace, and the Devil Luo Empire, which was a vassal of Daqin, had all sent out powerful warriors.
Even in the heyday of the Divine War Hall, how could a mere 30,000 Divine War Guards resist?
It was a pipe dream.
"Divine War God, we respect your boundless Dili and outstanding strength, so we speak to you politely. It is a foregone conclusion that Empress Lingxuan will unify the Five Realms and Four Territories. For a piece of trash with an incomplete Divine Soul who doesn't even know who he is, you risked your life to wander thousands of worlds and die in the small Divine Barren Continent. In the end, you won't have any reputation left in the world. Is it worth it?"
The Lord of the Shennong Valley, a man wearing animal skin and holding a sharp steel fork, said. His body flowed with the Will of the Emperor. His aura was extremely smooth, which was obviously at the level of Li Xiusheng and the Ancestor of the Yuntian Palace. He was even slightly stronger than Ancestor Ning, almost at the Unblemished Realm.
"Is it worth it?"
Zhan Wu turned his head slowly and looked at Qin Hao, who was screaming and clutching his head. A scene that had been far too long ago surfaced in his mind. Instantly, a warm feeling appeared on his face.
He didn't know whether it was worth it or not, but he said that he would never abandon Qin Hao.
"I don't have much time left, but whether it's me or the 30,000 Divine War Guards, from the day we stepped into the Divine War Hall, they were destined to sacrifice themselves for the Divine War God.
I'm not trying to scare you. In the instant that their souls are destroyed, it's not difficult for me to take any one of their heads, unless I don't want to. "
Zhan Wu said plainly. In the next second, the Xuanlong Holy Man and the Lord of the Shennong Valley changed their expressions. They subconsciously took a few steps back towards the Empress' army.
"So this is the extent of your courage."
Zhan Wu's eyes were filled with disdain. "Do it. My Divine War Guards and I will fight for Dendi. You are not cowards either. Since you dared to follow Qin Hao from the North to my Sunset Peak, you are not even afraid of the Sunset Battle God. Why should you be afraid of Han Lingxuan?"
In terms of numbers, the combined forces of the various orthodoxies and the Divine War Guards were not as large as Han Lingxuan's 100,000 Divine War Guards.
However, these people were the supreme masters of their respective worlds. The Daoist Ancestor, Jueying, Feng Lan, Wuque, Zhan Lang, Zhan Lou, Zhuge Xiu, Kui Han, and Zhan Wu, there were twelve Unblemished Great Emperors.
They were at the pinnacle of the True Self and the pinnacle of the Dao. The Empress was not any weaker than the people around Han Lingxuan.
At most, they would fight until the Divine Wilderness no longer had an Emperor's Path. Ten thousand years ago, the Divine Path was lost. Ten thousand years later, the continent would no longer have an Emperor's Path. Zhan Wu did not feel that it was a pity.
"For Qin Hao, you are truly ruthless. However, not everyone in the East Continent is like you, Sunset Battle God. Senior Dao Ancestor, Jueying Sword Master, and Paragon Fenglan. This Thearch has admired all of you for a long time. All of you are the same as me, children of the Divine Wilderness. Are all of you really going to risk the Divine Wilderness losing its Thearch heritage for an outsider?"
Han Lingxuan looked at the Daoist Ancestor. "I don't want to force you to help me. As long as you watch from afar, after I destroy Zhan Wu and the Sunset Peak, the Taoist Sect will still be the Taoist Sect of the South, the Sword Palace will still be the Sword Palace of the Middle Continent, and the Phoenix Flower Palace will still be the only overlord of the North.
What do you think? "Empress Lingxuan smiled like a spring breeze. Uncle knew that they did not need to do anything, including the Celestial Sect, the Shuo Clan, and the White Moon Pavilion. As long as they stayed out of the matter, they could preserve their Dao and pass it on from generation to generation.
"I should have been buried, but because of my unfulfilled wish, I entered the peak and slept for a thousand years. That day, Qin Hao came to the Dao Mountain and let me feel the aura of an old friend. I don't care whether he is a person of the Divine Wilderness or an outsider. I only want the aura of an old friend to remain on his body. If he dies, all the beautiful memories in my memory will become void."
The Daoist Ancestor's words hid a profound meaning that was difficult to understand.
In short, whether he was a native of the Divine Wilderness or Qin Hao was an outsider, since the Eastern Sky and Shi Mu sent him to the Dao Mountain, he was a member of the Dao Mountain.
What reason did Uncle have to reject the wishes of two childhood friends?
This was the arrangement of the Divine Wilderness' Heavenly Dao.
"When Martial Aunt Feng Qi left, she said that no matter what wrong I did in the past, she hoped that I would not make the same mistake again."
Feng Lan's reply was frank and direct.
"What a pity."
Han Lingxuan shook her head and finally looked at the Jueying Great Emperor. She saw that he was standing in the North Territory's front line like an immovable pillar. Han Lingxuan's disappointment deepened.
"You don't know how to appreciate kindness."
Behind Han Lingxuan, a young man with nine Emperor Rings under his feet said fiercely. This person was the new lord of the Divine Firmament Palace and also the descendant of Shen Qian.
"A swordsman should not be afraid of the wind and waves. With the heart of the sword, he will press forward with indomitable will."
The Jueying Sword Emperor spoke eloquently as if he was speaking to himself, but also as if he was speaking to Shou Wuque, Feng Qianli, and the thousands of swordsmen in the world.
"What a good Regretless Sword Way. I will ask for advice from the Jueying Great Emperor's three sword tribulations."
Dong!
A mighty figure suddenly rushed out from an iron-blooded chariot in the army. Dazzling light circulated. This person's aura erupted and blended with the Heavenly Dao. The Emperor's will was flawless. A beam of fist radiance blasted through the space and directly landed in front of the Jueying Great Emperor.
"Let me."
Shou Wuque stepped out. An extremely turbulent Sword Will Airflow condensed on his sword fingers.
But before this sword strike was launched, there was a violent muffled bang in front of them. A figure took the lead and clashed with the Daqin general. Monstrous evil Qi spread. Ugly and deformed evil spirit heads stretched out and devoured the Unblemished General's fist radiance. Qin Hao's powerful palm directly clasped the other party's fist. With a creak, the other party's hand was twisted out of shape. There was a shrill scream of broken bones.
"When did you have the right to be presumptuous in front of me?"
Qin Hao's scarlet eyes flickered as the deformed heads behind him coiled around the general's head. A huge face that resembled Lupi swallowed the general's head.
"Dendi, no …" The terrified begging for mercy disappeared in an instant. He was swallowed by the evil spirits. He didn't even have the chance to say his name. He didn't even have the time to resist. He didn't even have the ability to resist. An Unblemished expert who had stepped into the Third Realm of the Emperor's Way was instantly torn apart by the evil spirits. He disappeared before the eyes of the Emperors on both sides.
Under the Nirvana Dao Might, an Unblemished expert was like an ant. Moreover, Qin Hao was currently erupting with an evil force that was comparable to the Divine Dao.
Boom!
This scene shook the army of the Qin Emperor's City at the front. The 100,000 soldiers tacitly retreated dozens of feet. The chariots also made strange creaking sounds as if they had slid back a distance.
On the chariots, the iron-blooded generals who originally belonged to the Daqin looked in horror at Qin Hao who had annihilated the Unblemished Great Emperor with one hand. The descendants of the Barbarians behind them swallowed a mouthful of saliva at the same time. It was as if the scene of the Unblemished Great Emperor being killed showed them the end of their ancestors.
Dendi, the one who founded the Daqin and swept away the Barbarians and the Barbarians, exuded a terrifying aura even though he was full of evil energy. This aura was engraved in the bones of every Qin citizen and captive. It was like a curse that was imprinted in the blood of every Qin citizen and captive.
"Hahaha …" Zhan Wu laughed and pointed at the messy formation of the Empress's personal guards. He said, "Look, this is your Empress. Han Lingxuan, oh Han Lingxuan, you didn't expect this, did you? I have indeed failed, but the one who lost was not Qin Hao. Even though he has not found the true Heart of the Source of God, even though he has become like this, which one of you can suppress him?"
At the end of the Emperor's Path was Nirvana. It was the last hurdle to the Divine Dao. After stepping over it, one would be on par with the Heavenly Dao.
Even if one's mind was not normal, who had the ability to suppress a Nirvana cultivator?
"This …" The Valley Master of the Shennong Valley was speechless.
When the Xuanlong Holy Man saw Qin Hao's evil aura, he silently retreated a distance and hid behind the Valley Master of the Shennong Valley.
One move easily tore apart the Unblemished Great Emperor. If he asked himself honestly, the Xuanlong Holy Man was not as strong as the Daqin general.