Free Web NovelBehind the chaotic battlefield, a series of ferocious roars echoed, as if resonating from ancient times to the present.
Dozens of terrifying Disaster Beasts crossed the battlefield, many of them Great Daemons, and even a few Daemon Kings!
Black clouds swirled around the Nine-Headed Bird; as its wings flapped, the wailing of yin winds and the groans of wronged souls could be faintly heard; the earth veins surged and the ground rolled back, indicating a Great Daemon moving underground; the Great Wind stirred up boundless gales, ravaging the battlefield...
“Hahahaha, that kid is mine!”
“These Human Race are truly weak. They can’t even extinguish this tiny bit of spirit. We still have to rely on ourselves.”
“Leave some flesh and blood for me. I want to taste if his fire-forged golden body crunches when chewed!”
These high-grade presences among the Disaster Beasts were all beings capable of wreaking havoc, destroying cities, and toppling nations.
Now, they surged forth, crushing everything in their path, regardless of friend or foe, any existence in their way was swept up and pulverized.
The arrival of this ‘reinforcement’ instead cost the enemy a heavy price first.
Such a scene was like the end of the world.
Even the Aoki defenders on the city wall couldn’t help but look at each other, seeing the wavering in each other’s eyes.
“If the Disaster Beasts attacked the city like this on the first day, would we... have already been swept away?”
“Can Li Shaoxia and Commander Qu break through such a heavy encirclement?”
“I just shot an arrow that could pierce even bluestone, but before it even touched that Great Wind, it was blown like a withered leaf by the wind.....”
“Can we... still win?”
High-grade Disaster Beasts seemed to possess a natural deterrent effect on the Human Race.
This was the reason and result of them having lorded over all living beings and been revered as gods for many years.
Their appearance symbolized immense disaster.
They were the source of disaster, the Incarnation of fear.
It should be noted that many of the Aoki defenders were recruited locally, and their fear of Disaster Beasts was ingrained in their bones.
“Li Shaoxia is still charging and killing the enemy, what discouraging words are you speaking behind his back?!”
Wu Lang had lost a few teeth, and his mouth was bloody, causing his words to leak air.
He scanned around, making some fearful soldiers lower their heads, stopping the spread of panic.
“Heaven always leaves a path.”
“I haven’t even run yet, what are you afraid of?!”
Huang Donglai appeared dusty on the wall. He had been deep in thought for a long time: if it were Brother Li, what would he do now?
“What if Pilili Fire Thunder Pills were tied to crossbow bolts and shot out?”
“Even if the crossbow bolts can’t harm the enemy, the explosion should still have some effect.”
After Huang Donglai finished speaking, Wu Lang’s eyes also lit up.
However, they searched for a long time.
Huh?
Where were the remaining Pilili Fire Thunder Pills?
......
“Li Shaoxia, just keep moving forward.”
Qu Sheng, riding the Snow-Treading White Dragon, began to exude the aura of Outer Scenery.
Inner Scenery can form a domain.
While Outer Scenery can truly project the scene in one’s heart, influencing heaven and earth.
Li Mo stared blankly, he saw Qu Sheng, who was speaking, his wildly dancing black hair suddenly streaked with frost.
“Who says a general’s success leaves no name for the withered bones?”
“I remember them.....”
Qu Sheng remembered every fallen comrade.
He came from a poor family and joined the army very early. He started as a child soldier, and his job on the battlefield was to collect corpses and clear the battlefield.
This was actually a lucrative job; he could secretly hide some of the things he stripped from the corpses, and as long as the corporal received his tribute, he would turn a blind eye.
But perhaps he had bad luck.
Many times when he was collecting corpses, he encountered people who had not yet died.
Because of this, he learned many people’s dying secrets, and his Realm advanced by leaps and bounds. Also, knowing why many people died on the battlefield, he truly managed to survive and thrive in the chaos of war.
Because of this, he remembered many names.
Many of those names weren’t even on the casualty list.
He had also heard a phrase countless times:
“Live on, carrying my share with you.”
Later, Qu the child became Corporal Qu, Sergeant Qu, Captain Qu.....
He achieved 관신, it was a natural progression.
The dying bequests of countless comrades forged the Aoki Commander he was today.
One, dozens, hundreds, thousands... The sound of hooves went from sparse to a torrential downpour. Qu Sheng, who had lost his troops, once again had thousands of soldiers and horses behind him.
Those long-dead individuals transformed into blood-soaked battle souls, standing behind him once more.
Souls, return!
This was his Outer Scenery.
“Today, I go to death with all of you, fulfilling a great regret in my life!”
“Shall we go to Yellow Springs together?!”
Aoki Commander Qu Sheng, commanded over fifty thousand battle soul soldiers.
He was a Divine General of this era!
The torrent of battle souls swept across the battlefield. The dead, following their unarmored commander, collided thunderously with the wave of Disaster Beasts.
The Disaster Beasts were ferocious, but the battle souls were already dead. How could ‘fearless of death’ even begin to describe them?
They even carried Pilili Fire Thunder Pills!
When their forms were about to dissipate, they would throw themselves onto the Disaster Beasts and detonate themselves!
For a time, the momentum of those high-grade Disaster Beasts was forcibly halted.
“Commander...”
Li Mo rode on the cloud horse.
Silently, he swapped the hammer in his hand for an identical one, unnoticed by anyone.
The Myriad Enemy could contain a hundred formations of troops.
What if the power of the World was added?
The power of the World was now incomparable; as his Realm strengthened, it could no longer be called a World Seed, but rather a nascent Small World.
He had not yet reached Inner Scenery, so he couldn’t project it.
However, merely using its power was an overwhelming, mountain-toppling force.
Li Mo remained silent, enduring these two forces. Even his powerful physique showed faint signs of being overwhelmed.
At this moment, he had only one target.
“Han Zhen!”
A Disaster Beast Great Daemon, blocking the way and unable to evade, was directly shattered.
The Glazed Gold Light on his body dissipated, and he burst forth from the blood mist.
At this moment, all the surrounding totems were dimmed by the phantom above his head.
The battlefield fell silent.
The space in front of him suddenly cleared, because no enemy dared to stand in his way. This mere aura was enough to strike fear into those so-called warriors.
Gods?
Gods also die.
When the gods they considered omnipotent and in control of natural disasters were blocked and killed, their faith also collapsed.
Someone, no one knew who, was the first to flee.
But this immediately triggered a chain reaction, leading to a complete rout.
“I didn’t expect... you could actually reach me.”
“What kind of power is this...?”
Han Zhen felt his scalp tingle at this moment, losing his composure for a moment, unable even to maintain the dignity of a Great Shang National Teacher.
But he knew he couldn’t run.
Fleeing would only lead to a quicker death.
“But the blood sacrifice is not enough.....”
That blood-red arm, with its bizarrely open palm-mouth, squirmed uncontrollably and bit into Han Zhen’s abdomen. ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com
Han Zhen’s face turned pale.
One of his internal organs was devoured.
He formed an ancient hand seal, and the Bronze Divine Tree behind him continuously collapsed and disappeared, while a blood shadow emerged from within.
Han Zhen embraced the sky with both arms, a morbidly fervent smile on his face:
“The Blood God grants me eternal life, what will you use to kill me?!”
“This Dominator is the Great Shang National Teacher! And you... a mere guardian of the imperial mausoleum...”
A terrifying and ancient Qi descended.
Myriad shades of crimson gradually enveloped Han Zhen.
It was as if some existence was descending through him.
In the unseen, a gaze filled with infinite malice and greed fixed upon Li Mo.
“Great Shang National Teacher?”
Li Mo did not avert his gaze, looking at that being who seemed to think he was the Dominator of heaven and earth, who once wielded the Dao, second only to one and above all others.
He spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva.
“Fuck you!”
Rumble—
The Panjie Meteor Hammer let out an excited roar. The hammer treasure could finally strike something to its heart’s content, like a vortex, indiscriminately devouring all power.
“Die!”
Han Zhen faced this hammer blow head-on, every inch of his skin flaking off, revealing the flesh beneath.
He no longer had any room to cast any secret techniques.
Likewise.
Li Mo, for a short time, also could not use that invulnerable, indestructible Glazed Gold Light!
“As long as I withstand this hammer...”
The blood shadow behind Han Zhen let out a restless roar.
That unnaturally strong arm finished devouring the boundless blood Qi, then bizarrely detached from Han Zhen’s shoulder, growing endlessly.
It then transformed into layers of fleshy cocoons, wrapping him layer by layer.
Li Mo would not stop, nor could he stop.
Eighty arrived as expected!
Why are the stars getting closer?
No, it’s not that the stars are closer.
The sky has collapsed!
Sky-Overturning Hammer!
The power of the army formation, the Qitian Douzhan Secret, the seven Mystic Cores, the power of the World... all converged on this single hammer blow.
Boom—
The fleshy cocoon was instantly annihilated, and Han Zhen, enveloped within it, was violently shaken out. In mid-air, his eyes still held an expression of disbelief.
In a trance, Li Mo’s Divine Intention merged with the heaven-and-earth-battling Divine Intention behind him, obscuring him.
The Blood God phantom behind Han Zhen, at this moment, evaporated like dew meeting the morning sun.
“Blood Phoenix Essence... Ancestral Spirit... Blood God... save me!”
Han Zhen’s fear was meaningless.
His ambition to restore his nation was not firm; he only had the ambition to make a comeback under the guise of restoration. At this moment, all of it turned to dust under this single hammer blow.
The air on the battlefield seemed to solidify.
Han Zhen.
Dead!
Li Mo watched the other party dissipate.
Finally, he couldn’t stop his vision from darkening. He /N_o_v_e_l_i_g_h_t/ barely managed to retract the hammer treasure, but dared not release the breath held in his chest.
He had accomplished the feat of taking the head of the enemy commander amidst a myriad of troops.
But he was still in the midst of a myriad of troops.
Surrounded by wolves.
But Xiao Li could barely stand now, unable to move even a finger, let alone summon the Somersault Cloud.
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PS: I could have updated earlier, but last time a viewer complained about getting stuck at a crucial point, so this time I stayed up all night to finish this section.
My liver hurts, please charge me, dear viewers.
