The invasion of the abyss begins with the Laughing at the Ming Dynasty

"Buzz!"

Under the blue sky, the ten-thousand-foot-long Qingdi was moving rapidly. The towering hull looked like an ancient ferocious beast, and a hazy light enveloped its entire body.

In the six directions of front, back, left, right, up and down, tens of thousands of patrol warships are guarding the Qingdi like satellites, with a mighty and majestic momentum soaring into the sky.

Wherever it passed along the way, the ferocious beasts and strange animals in the swamps fled in panic, fearing that they would be killed by the Qingdi.

"This is His Majesty's flagship. Where are they going? Has another war broken out? Which ignorant race is this?"

"With Your Majesty taking action, who can be a match? Maybe by the time we return home, our Daqian will have occupied a vast territory again."

"We must work hard to achieve the martial arts god and devil realm as soon as possible, join the conquest army, fight for the Great Qian Immortal Court, and make great achievements."

On the leveled land, many people from the Immortal Court looked at the fleet roaring past, feeling boundless pride in their hearts, and their tired bodies instantly revived with blood.

Their hearts were filled with joy, for they knew that with Daqian's successive victories, their good days would be coming.

"Your Majesty, the Feather Clan is one of the ancient myriad clans, occupying the southernmost tip of Dongsheng Shenzhou, bordering our Daqian."

"All members of the Feather Clan practice the Law of Light from birth. With each step forward, a pair of wings will grow from their backs. The Feather Emperor has sixteen pairs of wings, the peak of the Golden Immortal."

On the Qingdi, the Chief of the Sky Monitoring Department, Shouhou, reported the intelligence he had collected, allowing Shen Yuanliang to have a general understanding of the Feather Clan. They were somewhat strong, but not too strong, otherwise they would not have been expelled to the southernmost tip.

"This is our first battle in the prehistoric world."

Shen Yuanliang stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at Dongsheng Shenzhou with narrowed eyes. "Lin Pingzhi, tell everyone to go all out and show the vast wilderness that we, the Great Qian Immortal Court, are not weaklings."

"Perhaps the Feather Tribe can be taken in as a subordinate race."

At the same time, billions of miles away, at the edge of the swamp.

The young King of Divine Might soared under the blue sky and asked nonchalantly, "How long will it take at this rate?"

It had been millions of years since he last fought. At this moment, the long-lost passion rose in the heart of King Shenwei. He rubbed his hands, looking forward to the upcoming war, treating it as a way to stretch his muscles.

"King Shenwei, at the current speed, we will reach Daqian Immortal Court in another hundred years."

"It's a pity that we, the Feather Clan, don't have a portal. If we had one, we wouldn't have to rush. We could get there in no time. Our Feather Clan is doomed after all."

The great elder stroked his gray beard, thinking of the glory of the Feather Clan in ancient times, his face full of loneliness.

At the same time, I had a bad feeling in my heart, and I always felt that this operation would not be so smooth. Alas! Damn the Ten Thousand Races, provoking a war with the human race, but using the Feather Race as cannon fodder and pathfinder.

Ten years, thirty years, fifty years later, the vanguard armies of the Daqian Immortal Court and the Feather Clan met unexpectedly in the swamp. The two sides were on the verge of war, with swords drawn.

"I didn't expect that a mere human fairy court would dare to take the initiative to attack! They are so bold, who gave them the courage?"

"Warriors, crush the human army and let the world see the bravery of our Feather Clan. We are one of the ancient myriad clans, and the glory of our clan shines upon us."

"kill!!"

King Shenwei picked up the inferior innate spiritual treasure, the Sky-Splitting Halberd, and took the lead. Under the law of the dazzling light, the space shattered and broke into pieces like a mirror.

The space storm swept in, dark and swallowing everything, like the purple gold gourd of Taishang Laojun. The whole sky dimmed a lot, and the scorching sun was also swallowed up. The sky was spinning, and tens of thousands of patrolling warships seemed like small boats on a rough sea, in danger.

"Release the divine light cannon."

From the red cannon to the energy-focused cannon, and then to today's divine light cannon, under the leadership of Shen Yuanliang, the power of the cannon has increased exponentially, and killing immortals and gods is no problem.

As the orders were issued layer by layer, the black muzzles of the guns were aimed at the Feather Clan in front at the same time, and the ferocious muzzles absorbed the true fire of the sun.

"Boom!"

Golden beams of light penetrated time and space, and suddenly fell directly on the Feather Clan’s army.

With the power to annihilate everything, the Feathered Army flying in the air was stunned in an instant. Their solid bodies were annihilated inch by inch, turning into ashes and floating away.

The entire battlefield suddenly fell silent. Be it the Feather Clan or Shen Yuanliang's Imperial Guards, this was the first cluster bombardment of the Divine Light Cannon. Quantitative change led to qualitative change, comparable to a strike from the peak of the Daluo Golden Immortal.

The King of Divine Power, who was the first to be hit, could only use his innate spiritual treasure, the Sky-Splitting Halberd, to protect himself. The others were unable to help.

At this moment, King Shenwei's hands holding the Sky-Splitting Halberd were trembling slightly, and his heart was very uneasy. He was in a dilemma. If he attacked at close range, he would not be able to protect the army behind him.

This is one-third of the power of the Feather Clan.

If they retreat at this point, it will also be a disaster and the entire army will be wiped out. If they advance, they will die; if they retreat, they will also die. Is it God's will that his Feather Clan will be destroyed?
"Use the Heaven and Earth Net Formation and don't let any of the Feather Clan go."

Under the command of the Qingdi, tens of thousands of patrol warships surrounded the area from all directions and stopped at special nodes one by one. With the patrol warships as their base, a dense golden network spread throughout the sky and the ground.

The Feather Clan members in the formation seemed to be carrying a heavy burden, unable to breathe. They fell to the ground one by one like dumplings, looking very embarrassed.

Shen Yuanliang rubbed his tender white fist, then jumped down. In a flash, his fist as big as a casserole smashed towards King Shenwei's head.

"boom!"

Before King Shenwei could react, he suddenly saw stars, felt dizzy and couldn't tell north from south.

Punch after punch, the King of Gods finally reacted and shouted, "Surrender, surrender."

"If you want to surrender, just say so earlier." Shen Yuanliang flicked the dust off his body and said with a smile, "If you had said so earlier, you wouldn't have to suffer so much."

"Come, tell me the secrets of the Feather Tribe. Tell me what other cards you have."

At this moment, Shen Yuanliang was like a wolf grandmother tempting Little Red Riding Hood. Her gentle words pleased King Shenwei very much. Just as he was about to speak, the great elder on the side scolded him, "Traitor, where is your backbone?"

It was King Shenwei who volunteered to attack the human race, and now he is the first to surrender. Even the great elder feels ashamed for him.

Hearing this, King Shenwei gave up and introduced all kinds of top-secret information about the Feather Clan to Shen Yuanliang without a care. A rotten ship still has three thousand nails, not to mention the Feather Clan that has been passed down from ancient times.

"The Feather Clan's royal court has set up a peerless formation that can trap the Primordial Golden Immortal. Dongmei, write this down and have someone study it carefully."

"The Feather Tribe is peace-loving by nature and does not want to fight. This must also be remembered."

"The Feather Tribe is the darling of light. Their strength increases greatly during the day and decreases greatly at night. This should be noted down and highlighted." (End of this chapter)