Daqin Zhentiansi

"Screech—!"

Just as the other two demon lords were filled with shock and anger, and their attacks faltered!

At the heart of the Fusang Fortress, the newly formed army, which had been poised for battle, erupted with a thunderous roar!

"Nine Heavens Thunder Strike Formation!"

"open!"

Lei Ming's eyes blazed with fury, and his roar was like a thunderclap!

Three hundred thousand Crimson Flame Cavalrymen stood tall, their murderous aura soaring into the sky, drawing upon the lingering purple aura and the still-lingering bloody mist that filled the heavens!
Countless fine lightning bolts gathered from the sky, not striking down, but transforming into tangible lightning spears, lightning lances, and lightning halberds!
Three hundred thousand war cavalrymen raised their crossbows in unison, and the lightning, under their unified will, condensed on the heavy crossbows!

"boom--!"

The destructive torrent composed of billions of lightning bolts precisely covered the thousands of ferocious demon generals following closely behind the demonic wave on the left!

Wherever the lightning struck, the demon general turned to ashes like a piece of paper!

at the same time!

"Moo-!"

A desolate roar, powerful enough to shake one's very soul, resounded from the depths of the fortress walls!

In the midst of the elite northern army, Ying Jiuchen, clad in heavy armor of black ice, stood tall and imposing.

He slammed a giant spear, engraved with ice runes and radiating a blue light, heavily onto the ground!
"Battle Spirit! Sea-Suppressing Wild Ox! Appear!"

As his blood and fighting spirit burned, a massive, mountain-like, crescent-shaped ice bull phantom suddenly materialized!
This "Sea-Suppressing Wild Ox" war spirit treads on black ice, carrying the profound will and bone-chilling cold of the soldiers guarding the northern Great Wall for millennia.

Like a giant cone breaching a city, carrying a fierce storm, it charged headlong toward the Molten Demon Lord who was trying to land on the right edge of the wave!
Wherever the bull's horn went, space froze, and the Demon Lord's giant lava claw was smashed in half!
The Great Qin Imperial City.

The Purple Palace.

Within the vast expanse of light, the battle on the scorched earth of Fusang was displayed in exquisite detail.

The raging waves surged, but the rocky shore remained unyielding.

The domineering power of a giant punch that shatters a demon's skull!

The torrent of thunder from the heavens was so fierce that it annihilated the demon general!
The Sea-Suppressing Wild Bull, frozen solid, crashes into the Demon Lord's tyranny!
All of this was observed by Emperor Yuankang, who stood with his hands behind his back.

The solemnity on his face had long since faded as he gazed at the colossal, towering chaotic figure in the light screen, and at the demonic tide crumbling before the steel barrier.

The ruler of Qin suddenly clapped his hands, and his hearty laughter reverberated throughout the palace: "Hahahaha! Excellent!"

"What an unyielding rock! What a towering giant! This is the mighty army of my Great Qin! This is the sword that pacifies the seas of my Great Qin!"

Amidst the laughter, there was an air of imperial arrogance that seemed to look down upon the heavens.

Outside the Ziji Palace, the vast sky seemed to echo with the roar of a dragon.

The mighty Qin army has deeply penetrated the boundless sea of ​​demons, as solid as an abyss, its sharp edge fully revealed!

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The boundless sea.

Fuso.

The endless demonic light has dissipated, lingering three thousand miles away, floating and turbulent.

On the mostly collapsed Fusang Island, the Qin army from all four borders was firmly stationed, occupying the island's defensive positions.

Around the teleportation array, Zhen Xuan, along with array masters from the Spirit Array Division, array cultivators from Qizhou, and array cultivators from Yuntai Island, were rapidly repairing the array base.

A swirling azure light and endless spiritual patterns circulated as boxes of immortal jade and spiritual materials were delivered to the array base.

The resources consumed at an alarming rate left the cultivators on the immortal islands speechless.

Only a powerful force like the Qin Dynasty with its strong foundation could control this great formation.

Those Qizhou array cultivators followed Zhen Xuan cautiously, diligently learning various methods of setting up arrays.

"This teleportation array is only medium-range, capable of teleporting 30,000 li. Three thousand spatial patterns are sufficient here."

As Zhen Xuan reached out to inscribe something, he murmured softly.

It can only travel 30,000 li.

Only three thousand array patterns are needed...

The cultivators behind all twitched at the corners of their eyes.

The arrays passed down in Qizhou, most of which are teleportation arrays, can only transport people a thousand miles.

The teleportation arrays on the fairy island are similar.

Compared to the Qin Dynasty's dominance of the Nine Provinces and its inheritance of all the ancient Heavenly Court's legacy, neither Qi Province nor Immortal Island could compare. "Don't underestimate this teleportation array; it's just that it can penetrate realms and has some other capabilities."

Straightening up, Zhen Xuan turned to look at the group, his gaze fixed on the figures on the distant mountain ridge.

"The remnants of the Zhenhai Formation that Lord Hou led us to find on Zhenhai Island can be repaired and deployed to deploy an army of tens of millions of troops across hundreds of millions of miles, regardless of boundaries."

The teleportation array on Fusang Island requires extraterrestrial demons to be drawn by the Eye of the Void and to activate the resonance power through blood sacrifice to break through the boundary seal in order to enter Fusang Island.

Moreover, the demon army and the powerful figures behind them did not gather in their own realm, but rather stockpiled somewhere in the void.

This teleportation method is inferior even to the ancient teleportation arrays between the Nine Provinces of the Great Qin Dynasty.

When Zhang Yuan went to Liangyuan Domain, he used teleportation to set foot in Liangzhou.

That teleportation array was one of the formations that connected the nine provinces of the Great Qin Dynasty.

A look of bewilderment crossed the faces of the cultivators from the Immortal Island, while those from Qi Continent revealed a sense of relief in their eyes.

Without visiting the Boundless Sea, they truly wouldn't know that cultivation in the world could be so powerful.

"Om-"

Above the great formation, the azure light clashed with the dim demonic light.

The demonic light originated from the impact of the extraterrestrial demon camp.

Upon seeing the demonic light, Zhen Xuan snorted coldly: "Don't be hasty. The Marquis left the passage unsealed in order to catch you."

"Once the great formation of the Qin Imperial City is stabilized, we can modify the formation and prepare for a reverse teleportation."

……

The area in front of the teleportation array was bustling, but it couldn't compare to the activity on the island.

Led by their general, countless soldiers collected the bodies of the slain demons, the flesh, cores, and scales of the countless demon soldiers.

In the sea, Yu Wanjun and his men, along with the half-demon soldiers, brought the demon bodies floating on the sea ashore.

Seeing those enormous half-demon soldiers, the personal guards who had taken control of the demon race's bodies, both the Eastern Army and the veterans of the Northern Great Wall showed curiosity on their faces.

"Zhao, Zhao Dahu—"

A low gasp of disbelief rose from among the soldiers of the Eastern Frontier.

Dragging the several-meter-long, tens-of-thousands-pound fish demon's body, Zhao Dahu stepped onto the shore, looked up, and grinned.

"Guo the Dwarf?"

He reached out and patted the captain's rank on his shoulder, his expression becoming increasingly smug.

"How about it? I've been completely transformed under the Marquis's command."

Reborn.

He carried a large shield on his back and a long spear with him, and his aura was at least at the mid-stage of the Innate Realm.

That chilling aura transformed into a crimson color and surged three zhang upwards.

Is this really the scene Zhao Dahu has been separated from for only half a year?

The Eastern Border soldier, nicknamed "Guo the Dwarf," opened his mouth, looked at his armor, and a bitter expression appeared on his face.

He was quite diligent in his eastern camp.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to become one of the 300,000 Crimson Flame Heavy Cavalry.

But compared to Zhao Dahu's growth, what is he...?

"boom--"

The mountains of ore were carried out by squads of tall soldiers and scattered on the plain.

The soaring spiritual energy seemed poised to shatter the heavens and earth.

"Om-"

In the distance, beams of light and shadow rose above the main island of Penglai.

The celestial island's spiritual light finally broke through the barrier of the demonic light.

The demon army is retreating.

The demonic formation slowly contracted.

Above the sky, Bai Qi's clone, glowing with crimson light, took a step and landed before the pile of spirit ore.

"Damn it, this war was fought so well..." (End of Chapter)