Chapter 1232: Chapter 1226: Chaos Outer World Breaks Into War
Ancient Fierce Mountain Range.
Savage Heaven Mountain.
The thick smell of blood has dissipated.
The generals of the Qin Dynasty gathered together to discuss the next move.
"Master Zheng, which force will we attack next?"
Xue Rengui was the first to ask.
A hint of impatience flickered in his eyes.
Battle!
When attacking the Chaos Sky Ape Clan, he successfully broke through on the battlefield, which gave him an idea: to sustain the war with war, using the world’s strong as whetstones until he breaks through to the peak of the Pre-saint Realm.
In doing so, his cultivation, tempered through the fires of war, would be incredibly solid, making his breakthrough to the Dao Saint Realm much easier.
"Exactly!"
"My great blade is already eager for battle!"
"If you ask me! Let’s attack the Myriad Immortal Footsteps and the Reach Heaven Sect, eliminate these two forces of human traitors, and vent the anger for the fallen heroes of the human race!"
Zhao Yun, Guan Yu, Huang Zhong and other leaders said eagerly, their eyes brimmed with towering battle intent, filled with endless killing intent.
"Generals, hold on, we need to settle down for a while after occupying the Ancient Fierce Mountain Range..."
Zheng He said with a smile.
But before he could finish, nine terrifying auras suddenly emerged from afar in the void, piercing through the sky and earth, shattering the universe, crushing all things.
Moreover, these nine energies, from across the endless void, locked onto the Ancient Fierce Mountain Range.
"What is this?"
Zheng He frowned slightly and looked up at the distance.
Only to see from the distant sky, nine teams were rushing towards the Ancient Fierce Mountain Range, each entirely composed of Quasi-Sage Great Powers.
These teams, numbering as few as a dozen, and as many as over fifty.
"The nine major forces have moved!"
Zhao Yun said solemnly.
"It’s strange, if it were merely occupying the Ancient Fierce Mountain Range, their reaction shouldn’t be so intense, unless..."
Zheng He frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and his pupils shrank: "Could it be that our identity has been exposed?"
Only this possibility would cause the nine major forces to unite.
The Ancient Fierce Mountain Range is a domain of Chaos Beasts, not closely connected to the outside world, so its fall wouldn’t affect the interests of other forces.
Therefore, the nine major forces, upon learning of the fall of the Ancient Fierce Mountain Range, may become alert, but without understanding their background, they definitely wouldn’t rashly send troops to attack.
After all, in the eyes of forces in the Chaos peripheral world, they are still a ’mysterious’ force.
Taking a step back, the Ancient Fierce Mountain Range isn’t related to them, why send troops to attack?
But now, nine major forces attack the Ancient Fierce Mountain Range simultaneously, meaning their existence poses a threat to the nine forces.
In other words, their identity has been exposed.
"What do we do now?"
Zhang Fei took out the Serpent Spear, asking gloomily.
The nine major forces combined have over three hundred Quasi-Saints, which is not easy to deal with.
"What else can we do? Fight!"
Guan Yu stroked his fine beard with his left hand, wielded the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade with his right, turned to leave the hall, and shouted fiercely: "I shall guard the south side, the Eleventh Legion, go to battle!"
As the words fell.
A majestic battle intent erupted from his body.
"Fight fight fight!"
From within the mountain range, a mountain-shaking cry rang out.
Five million soldiers of the Eleventh Legion tore through the void, clad in armor, wielding weapons, eyes cold and filled with killing intent, following Guan Yu’s stride toward the south.
"Fight!"
Xue Rengui licked his lips and said boldly: "I will guard the north side, the Ninth Legion, follow me to ward off the enemy!"
His blood was already boiling.
"Fight!"
Zhao Yun, Zhang Fei, Zhang Liao, Ran Min, and other generals took a deep breath, each leading their troops away from Savage Heaven Mountain.
Zhao Yun chose the east, facing the largest number of Quasi-Saints at Tianmen, which also meant he would face fifty-odd Quasi-Saints alone.
Among them were several Quasi-Saints at the peak of the realm.
As expected, his pressure was immense.
Yet he still went forward without hesitation.
Battle!
The Qin Dynasty has grown through countless battles, never backing down regardless of how strong the enemy was.
Retreating before the fight is not the style of the Qin Dynasty, nor has such a precedent ever occurred.
"Be careful, everyone!"
In the blink of an eye, only Zheng He was left at Heavenly Pillar Mountain. He looked at the backs of Zhao Yun, Guan Yu, and others, silently thinking.
This battle was completely unexpected for him.
This battle, they would be against the entire Chaos peripheral world.
"Command of the Heavenly Emperor!"
"The Qin Dynasty marches against the heavens, overturning the natural order, sending troops to slaughter the Ancient Fierce Mountain Range, causing countless Chaos Beasts to die tragically, vicious methods intolerable by the heavens!"
"Today, I follow the decree, join hands with eight major forces, to obliterate the Qin Dynasty!"
As they approached the Ancient Fierce Mountain Range, Tianzhu shouted loudly.
The sound waves spread, echoing in the Chaos peripheral world.
Immediately, more than three hundred Quasi-Saints launched into the sky, imposing saintly power, crushing toward the Ancient Fierce Mountain Range, shattering the void, collapsing the nine heavens.
The entire Chaos peripheral world, endless beings, felt their scalp tingle, gazing at the Ancient Fierce Mountain Range, full of horror.
Nine major forces simultaneously moved.
This scene has never occurred since ancient times.
Many powerful martial artists have already set off, preparing to witness this world-shaking battle from close range.
On the east side of the Ancient Fierce Mountain Range, atop a mountain, Zhao Yun stood with his spear, his long black hair flying, eyes sharp, watching the approaching powerhouses of Tianmen.
Three Quasi-Saints at the peak of the realm!
Six Quasi-Saints late-stage!
Nineteen Quasi-Saints mid-stage!
Twenty-four Quasi-Saints early-stage!
A total of fifty-two Quasi-Saint warriors; they were his upcoming enemies.
Moments later, the powerhouses of Tianmen arrived at the east side of the Ancient Fierce Mountain Range, led by Tianzhu, showing a hint of surprise upon seeing only Zhao Yun, one Quasi-Saint.
"Only you alone?"
Tianzhu warily looked around, couldn’t help but ask.
"Yes!"
Zhao Yun nodded.
"You are bold!"
Tianzhu gave a thumbs up, smiled, and asked: "Mind if we gang up on you?"
He was well aware that the Qin Dynasty’s subjects were powerful, capable of fighting beyond their level, so he never considered a one-on-one duel with Zhao Yun.
"I mind, unless you guys can fight me one on one?"
Zhao Yun said coldly.
"No!"
Tianzhu shook his head.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Yun was furious: "Then why are you saying nonsense? Knowing I mind, yet you still ask? Trying to play both ways!"
Immediately, Tianzhu’s face turned gloomy.
"Kill him!"
He glared at Zhao Yun, gritting his teeth and ordered.
Throughout endless years, no one has ever dared to curse him.
This made him furious to the extreme.
"As you command!"
Numerous Tianmen powerhouses cupped their fists, then took out their weapons, faces chilling, transforming into streams of light, rushing towards Zhao Yun.
When fifty-two Quasi-Saint warriors take action together, what kind of terrifying scene is it?
Before the battle erupts, the sheer saintly power alone shatters endless space-time, as if to explode heavens and earth, to erase all existence.
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