Daqin Zhentiansi

The heavy armor of black iron, shimmering with cold lightning patterns, withstood the sword and axe blows of the demonic soldiers, leaving only white marks!
"boom--"

The giant flail and city-breaking hammer in the hands of the Black Horned Rhinoceros warriors, amplified by the momentum of their charge, brought forth a torrent of black "blood rain" with each swing, causing the demonic energy to dissipate!
Chisel a formation!

Tear!

Shatter!

Wherever they went, they carved out a vacuum passage made of shattered demonic armor and dissipating demonic energy!

"call out--"

A whooshing sound rose from the sky!
The flock of Ironfeathered Eagles, like agile black lightning, sped and darted through the low sky!
Instead of directly charging into the dense formation of demonic soldiers, they swept past the flanks and rear of the demonic tide like ghosts!
Feathers and claws tempered with the power of wind and thunder attacked the demon leaders who were trying to reorganize their formation and gather demonic energy, or precisely targeted the ghostly green soul fire flickering in the eyes of the demon soldiers!

Each harassment threw a small area of ​​demonic soldiers into brief chaos, interrupting their attempt to mount an offensive!
Under Zhang Yuan's precise and divine command, the three thousand guards moved with perfect ease!
The Xuanwu Shield is as stable as a mountain.

The arrows rained down from the abyss like deadly meteors.

The giant ape shook the earth, disrupting the formation.

The Blackhorn heavy cavalry violently pierced through.

The Iron Feathered Eagle Guards launched a ghostly attack!

An integrated offense and defense, with each element interconnected!

Zhang Yuan himself stood in the center of the formation, his black Daoist robe fluttering in the surging demonic energy and storm of power.

He didn't go all out; he simply scanned the entire situation with his sharp eyes.

Occasionally, with a flick of his finger, a wisp of chaotic true essence would be precisely shot out, shattering the head of a powerful demon general who was about to break through the giant ape's barrier like a scalpel.

Or, with a casual wave of the hand, an invisible spatial ripple spreads out, deflecting the demonic energy javelins aimed at the vital points of the Rift Abyss Camp warriors.

Or, just as the Blackhorn heavy cavalry's momentum was about to wane and they were momentarily slowed down, a slight thought would trigger a surge of concentrated willpower, instantly igniting the heavy cavalry's ferocity and unleashing their charging power once more!

Every move he made was subtle and perfectly timed, like adding a crucial embellishment to a precise musical piece.

They resolved the crisis without wasting a single ounce of their strength, and without revealing their true hand.

He was more like a supreme commander, ensuring the entire battle formation achieved maximum killing efficiency with minimal intervention!
The battle was fierce yet highly effective!
One hundred thousand demon soldiers, a vast number, fearless of death.

However, what they faced was three thousand Great Qin Martial Guards equipped with spirit weapons and armor tempered by the original thunder of the Thunderfall Abyss, who combined the wisdom of human battle formations with the strength of divine beasts, whose bodies were tempered by chaotic blood, and who operated like precise killing machines under Zhang Yuan's command!
Each time the Thunder Blade struck, it caused a large amount of demonic energy to dissipate!

Despite the gleaming light of the Thunder Pattern Heavy Armor under the siege of the demonic soldiers, it was never truly breached!

When the demon soldiers' attacks landed on the armor, they would often only produce a burst of lightning before dissipating without a trace!

Every counterattack by the armed guards was precise and deadly!
Chaotic blood has a natural ability to restrain demonic energy, and annihilation lightning is the nemesis of demonic souls!
The battlefield has become a meat grinder for the demonic soldiers!

The black demonic tide crumbled in large swathes before the silent, armored torrent, like ice and snow melting away!
A quarter of an hour!

Just a quarter of an hour!

The earth-shaking demonic roar was replaced by the earth-shaking war cry and finally fell silent!
One hundred thousand armored war demons, along with the demonic clouds that blotted out the sky, were completely annihilated!
The shattered fragments of black armor scattered across the ground like black snowflakes, then instantly turned into wisps of black smoke and dissipated.

On the battlefield, only three thousand Qin warriors remained, clad in lightning-patterned black armor, their blades dripping with the last trace of demonic energy, their bodies steaming with blood and qi like three thousand small furnaces!

They maintained their disciplined formation, and although their heavy armor was covered with scratches, dents, and even tiny cracks, no one fell.

Their breaths were churning violently, but their eyes burned with an even more intense flame.

That is the sharpness and confidence that comes from being tempered and defeated powerful enemies!

The snow fell again, covering the last traces of the battlefield.

Zhang Yuan withdrew his gaze and looked at the crack on the stone wall.

At the edge of the crevice, the remaining demonic energy was being slowly and steadily purified and dispelled by the crimson-gold aura that had re-emerged deep within the stone wall.

A faint yet pure golden light, carrying an indomitable will, was quietly seeping out from the depths of that crevice.

……

On the wasteland.

The core area of ​​Jiumu Wilderness.

The pure golden light emanating from the tiny crack deep within Shenxiang Mountain was like the first pebble thrown into a stagnant pool, causing ripples that instantly spread throughout the entire wasteland.

Shenyue Valley, Elephant Bone Altar.

A white elephant warrior named "Yandun," in the prime of his life, paced anxiously at the valley entrance, enduring the thirst caused by the lack of water and the suffocating feeling brought on by the blockade.

Suddenly, his massive body stiffened abruptly!
"boom--"

A scorching torrent, originating from the depths of one's bones, erupted without warning!

His thick, elephant-like trunk rose uncontrollably high, and a buzzing sound, a mixture of pain and ecstasy, emanated from his nostrils.

At the same time, the ground beneath his feet resonated with a deep, resonant sound!

Visible ripples of earthy yellow spread out from his four feet.

The rocky ground within a ten-zhang radius softened and subsided instantly.

It forms a perfect ring-shaped "pit".

The pit walls were as smooth as a mirror.

A powerful suction force arose out of nowhere, firmly trapping the airflow and dust within its range.

This is precisely the manifestation of the essence of Bai Chenxiang's bloodline talent, "Power of Suppressing Prisons"!

But he had never had such precise and powerful control before!
The enormous elephant eyes on the rocky mound were filled with unbelievable ecstasy and an intoxicating sense of power.

He could clearly "touch" the pulse of the earth beneath his feet, as if the great power of his ancestors was continuously flowing into his blood!
"hold head high--"

He roared to the sky, then turned and ran towards the place where his tribe was gathered.

Ahead, at the clan's encampment, beams of golden light rose up, a sign of the awakening of bloodline power!

Rifty Plains, atop Ox Horn Mountain.

The Bull King, Lieqiong, roared to the sky, his blood surging with rage, venting his frustration at being besieged and his astonishment at the strange movements of Shenxiang Mountain.

Just as his roar was at its loudest—

"Buzz—!!!"

Within him, the violent power originating from the Zhenyue Divine Elephant surged forth like a torrent breaking through a dam, instantly engulfing his limbs and bones!

Above their heads, the illusory "Sky-Splitting Horn," representing the Berserk Blood Battle Formation, which had been faintly visible, suddenly burst forth with an unprecedentedly dazzling golden light!
The phantom is no longer a blurry outline.

Instead, it became solid and sharp, as if forged from divine metal, its tip even tearing through space, emitting a faint "hissing" sound! "Crack!"

An invisible shackle shattered deep within the soul of Lieqiong!

His seemingly indestructible bottleneck, which had been stuck at the peak of the second level of the Venerable Realm, crumbled instantly like thin ice under the impact of this surging, ancient, and violent bloodline power!

A vast demonic power, ten times stronger than before and carrying the aura of shattering the starry sky, surged into the sky, stirring up the celestial clouds!
"Roar--!!!"

The roar of the Skybreaker underwent a qualitative change; it was no longer simply anger, but was filled with the majesty of a sovereign power and the ecstatic joy of breaking through a realm!

The third level of the Venerable Realm – the Realm of Returning to Nothingness!

The laws of earth flowed around him, and destruction and gravity merged perfectly!

He suddenly looked up, his scarlet bull-like eyes fixed on the direction of the Divine Elephant Mountain, no longer filled with doubt, only with almost devout fervor: "Ancestor! It's the power of the ancestor!!"

Such power is only possible for those with the bloodline of ancestral divine beasts!
Since the Prison-Suppressing Elephant was suppressed in the wilderness, their bloodline has become increasingly depleted, never before has it surged like this!

The light and shadow on Lieqiong's body slowly subsided, and there was a hint of doubt and a hint of suppressed joy in his eyes.

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Throughout the wilderness, there are millions of small and medium-sized tribes that depend on the two royal families.

On the edge of the Bone-Rotting Swamp, in a group of "Withered Vine Demons" fleeing north in panic, the withered skin on the bodies of several young demons suddenly peeled off, revealing an emerald-like luster, and their vine arms became as tough as iron, exuding vitality.

On the banks of the River of Tears, deep in the silt, several old "cave crocodiles" gleamed with a sharp light in their turbid eyes, their decaying scales shone with a cold metallic sheen, and their aura suddenly surged.

Amidst the howling hills, the hunched body of the Sand Wolf Clan elder "Gray Mane" suddenly straightened, his withered muscles bulging, and a long wolf howl, no longer a whimper but filled with fighting spirit, erupted from his mouth. The claws of his offspring even gleamed with a metallic light that could tear through the air...

The bloodline of the wilderness, dormant for millennia, boiled and revived at this moment!
Invisible ripples of power intertwined and resonated in the sky above the wasteland. The tragic and indomitable will originating from the Zhenyue Divine Elephant was like an invisible war drum, resounding in the hearts of every creature in the wasteland!

Heavenly Palace.

Patrol and Guard Division.

The Hall of Ten Thousand Spirits' Annihilation.

Deep within this cold, grand hall, draped with runes that resemble the trails of stars.

A light screen representing "the Northern Wilderness, the Nine Shepherds Wilderness Suppression Node" suddenly flickered violently.

The brightness increased by a fraction of a second for a fleeting moment, then returned to its original dim and stable state.

A celestial being, dressed in a moon-white robe adorned with stars and possessing an indifferent expression, sat in the main seat, his eyes closed as he deduced the constellations of the heavens.

This barely perceptible change made him slightly lift his eyelids, and his divine sense swept over the light screen.

"Hmm?" The indifferent voice carried a hint of displeasure at being disturbed. "The energy of the Divine Elephant Mountain node is dissipating? Heh... It must be another old fellow who couldn't withstand the passage of time and whose soul has been completely scattered."

He flicked his finger, and a ray of starlight entered the light screen. The light screen flickered twice and then returned to silence, as if nothing had happened.

"Over the past three million years, countless remnants of divine beasts and demons have been suppressed here. It is quite common for one or two to perish occasionally."

He closed his eyes again, immersing himself in the vast star map, his careless whispers dissipating in the cold hall.

"Just a few ripples of energy... Continue monitoring."

……

Deep in Shenxiang Mountain.

In front of the dark black stone wall.

Zhang Yuan clearly felt the invisible yet powerful wave of bloodline resonance on the wasteland.

"Walk."

Without a word, Zhang Yuan took a step forward, and the dark gold runes on his Chaos God and Demon Body shone brighter than ever before, with thunderous explosions emanating from deep within his bones!

An invisible force powerful enough to crush stars instantly pressed down on him and the three thousand guards behind him like a mountain!

This is the last resistance of the Heavenly Palace's sealing power remaining deep within the stone wall!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Three thousand figures in black armor stepped forward simultaneously!
Heavy boots shattered the frozen soil and ice rocks!

"Roar--!"

Three thousand people roared in unison, and their chaotic blood and iron-blooded killing intent surged into the sky like boiling lava!

A "Xuanwu Divine Image" that covered an area of ​​several miles and was so condensed that it was almost tangible suddenly descended!
This Xuanwu is no longer a simple defensive shadow; its tortoise shell is covered with chaotic lightning runes, and its snake head is raised high, spitting out black light that annihilates demonic nature!

The enormous phantom of a tortoise and snake enveloped Zhang Yuan and his three thousand guards.

Their steps were perfectly synchronized, and every step they took caused the entire Shenxiang Mountain to tremble!

"Snap! Snap! Snap!"

On the stone wall, the countless ancient sealing runes, imprinted by the Heavenly Palace and locked by the Mountain God Elephant for ten thousand years, shattered and dissipated like fragile glass before this "Battle Formation Xuanwu," which fused chaotic blood, thunderous will, divine beast battle techniques, and the indomitable battle spirit of the human race!
Where the Xuanwu Divine Image passed, space distorted, gravity became disordered, and the chaotic dust storm that had been frozen for ten thousand years was forcibly pushed aside, leaving behind a straight, broken passage full of destructive aura, pointing directly to the core crack in the stone wall!
From deep within the cracks in the stone wall, a brilliant golden light shone!
A figure suddenly materialized!
It was not the expected monster or remnant soul, but a figure clad in dark gold divine armor, with a blurred face yet as majestic as a mountain!
He wielded a massive longsword that seemed to be compressed from a heavy mountain, with materialized "Heaven-Locking Chains" wrapped around its blade, radiating a terrifying pressure that suppressed eternity and imprisoned everything!
"How dare you mortals! This is the forbidden ground of Heaven! How dare you ants desecrate it!!"

The phantom of the divine general spoke with a voice as loud as a bell, causing the space to vibrate.

The mountain-like longsword in his hand was pointed at the Xuanwu Divine Image that was crushing down on him, and the cold killing intent froze the wind and snow in front of him!
Zhang Yuan stood at the head of Xuanwu, his black Daoist robe fluttering in the surging energy storm.

He felt the surging power, like a torrent, transmitted from the three thousand guards behind him through the great formation.

That was a perfect fusion of three thousand portions of chaotic blood energy, thunderous will, battle formation aura, and the indomitable belief of the Great Qin Heavenly Dao!
This power is not a simple addition, but a qualitative transformation that occurs under the operation of the great formation. It is vast, magnificent, and carries the sharp edge of destroying the rules!
Faced with the pressure and rebuke of the divine general, Zhang Yuan's eyes surged with chaotic divine light. He slowly raised his right hand, his five fingers spread out, not pointing at the divine general, but making a clenched fist as if he had grasped the core power of the entire formation!

His voice wasn't loud, yet it pierced through space clearly, carrying the resolute determination to sever shackles and break through the boundary between immortals and mortals:
"The Heavenly Palace Forbidden Ground? Today, I will use my mortal body to break the chains of your immortals and gods! Guards—Kill!"

"kill!!!"

The will of three thousand men was as sharp as a knife, and their roars became thunder!

The Xuanwu Divine Image let out a deafening roar, its speed suddenly increasing, carrying an overwhelming force that could crush everything, and it crashed headlong into the sword-wielding divine general!

The divine general snorted coldly, and his mountain-like longsword slashed down fiercely at the Xuanwu Divine Image without any fancy moves!

"boom--!!!"

The instant the blade collided with the phantom of the tortoise shell!
An indescribable explosion occurred!

Space, like shattered glass, burst open with spiderweb-like black cracks!
A terrifying energy storm swept across the entire mountainside in an instant, tearing apart and annihilating the layers of frozen soil and rock that were harder than divine iron!
The Xuanwu Divine Form trembled violently, and chaotic lightning flashed wildly on its tortoise shell, barely managing to block this earth-shattering strike!

But the overwhelming suppressive force transmitted through the great formation caused the three thousand guards to groan in unison, their blood churning, and many of them had blood trickling from the corners of their mouths.

Zhang Yuan swayed slightly, but the glint in his eyes intensified! (End of Chapter)