Chapter 693: 100,000 Lingxiao Tread Upon the Celestial Dome

A thousand Giant Spirit Warriors, tall and mighty, strode out clad in Black Gold Armor. They raised their Battle Axes high, like unmovable black mountains. The cold gleam from their armor and axe blades shot out for a hundred miles!

Fight!

At the same time, the one hundred thousand soldiers of the Lingxiao Army stood in unison behind Ye Wushuang. They raised their black Battle Spears, their sharp points aimed to slaughter the heavens. Their resounding roars echoed, making the blood of the countless Grand Emperor’s Creatures behind them boil!

“Lingxiao Warriors! We have honed our blades and sharpened our spears for this very day! We fight this battle not for life, nor for death, but for the thrill of a good slaughter! To prove that we, the Lingxiao Army, are worthy of the name iron-blooded men, worthy of being the invincible army revered by the people!”

Ye Wushuang’s voice was sonorous and resonant, traveling for hundreds of thousands, even millions of miles!

“For the Military Commander, fight!”

“To prove our worth, fight!”

The one hundred thousand soldiers of the Lingxiao Army roared madly, their battle intent surging violently to the heavens. They had waited too long for this day. From the moment they became warriors, they were instilled with the mindset of living for battle. And for that proof they sought, one battle was enough!

“Giant Spirit Warriors! I, Pann Wu, wish to be the first to charge! To fight for the Giant Spirit Race!”

Pann Wu held his Ancient War Axe and loudly requested to be sent into battle.

“Granted!”

With a single word from Ye Wushuang, the thousand Giant Spirit Warriors hefted their Battle Axes and took the vanguard. After all, if they didn’t fight the heavens, the Giant Spirit Race could never be restored, could never rise again. Thus, they could only fight to the death and struggle for that one sliver of a chance.

“Lingxiao Army! Feng Jue! Jian Bufan! Xiang Tianxiao! We ask only to fight to the last drop of our blood!”

Jian Bufan and the other generals of the Lingxiao Army stepped forward in unison, all requesting to join the battle!

This passionate heroism was infectious. Faced with the terrifying Destruction Army, everyone was charging to the front, choosing to fight. How could they possibly retreat?

“Soldiers of the Grand Emperor Holy Country, hear my command! Kill!”

The Great Emperor glared forward and let out a bellowing war cry. Instantly, the million soldiers of the Grand Emperor charged forward, fearless!

“Warriors of the Flood Dragon Clan! We are also proud men! When have we ever shown a shred of cowardice? Let’s fight!”

Jiao Ming held a Crimson Battle Halberd and swept it across. Led by Jiao Peng, the Flood Dragon Warriors all charged out. The cold glint of their weapons flashed under the firmament!

“Kill! Annihilate the Grand Emperor’s ants!”

A hundred thousand miles away, a Celestial Dome Pseudo-Saint’s eyes glowed with indifference as he drew an Ancient Sword. The Destruction Army swarmed forward like a monstrous tidal wave, the murderous power of their formation terrifying to behold!

The distance of a hundred thousand miles seemed to vanish in an instant. The two sides quickly collided, and pillars of blood shot toward the sky like a crimson canopy!

CLANG! CLANG!

Weapons clashed, swords and sabers flashed, and the endless clang of metal rang out. All kinds of destructive Holy Light lit up the sky. The shockwaves from the slaughter were vast and terrifying, as if two worlds were at war!

The moment they clashed, flesh and blood exploded into the air, and limbs littered the ground. Figures fell one after another, only to be trampled underfoot.

“Kill!”

Amidst the roars of battle, with a sharp RING, Jian Bufan drew his Invisible Sword. Snowflakes seemed to fall from the sky as terrifying Sword Qi filled the firmament. In an instant, it annihilated one Celestial Dome expert after another. Heads were severed by the Sword Qi as pillars of blood shot up, dyeing the firmament red.

“Annihilate these ants! Kill them all! Slaughter every last one!” a Celestial Dome expert shrieked, frantically hacking down the charging Heavenly Warriors of the Grand Emperor. One warrior after another fell in battle, filled with regret, but their deaths did nothing to halt the charge of those behind them.

“We sharpen our spears! We forge our armor! We shed our blood! We offer our heads! All to fight for a peaceful era for the Grand Emperor! All to fight for a chance of survival for the wives, children, and parents behind us! Warriors of Lingxiao, are you afraid?”

Feng Jue’s hoarse roar echoed across the battlefield as endless saber lights shredded the charging Destruction Army, sending a mist of blood into the air. The fresh blood only fueled the fire in every warrior’s heart!

“When has the Lingxiao Army ever known fear? I’m putting my life on the line today, just for the thrill of a good slaughter!”

“That’s right, let’s have a damn good slaughter! Hahaha!”

Countless soldiers hacked down the Celestial Dome soldiers and threw their heads back with wild laughter. Their blood boiling, they charged forward in a mad slaughter. Every one of them was incomparably brave, risking death to charge at the very front. Even if an arm was severed, their bodies still pressed forward. Even if they were cleaved in half, the spears in their hands would still pierce an enemy’s head. At this moment, their only conviction was to have a good, satisfying slaughter!

Behind them, a mountain of corpses stood in a sea of blood. Fresh blood stained the land and mountains, dyeing everything red. The thick stench of gore only further ignited the passionate blood in the heart of every Lingxiao Warrior, driving them to fight with all their might!

Such an army of iron-blooded tigers and wolves who cared nothing for their own lives shocked even the experts from Celestial Dome. The creatures of the Grand Emperor Domain charging up from behind were even more inspired, their morale soaring. The Giant Spirit Warriors and Lingxiao Warriors were like war machines that only knew how to bravely slaughter the enemy, never retreating. Such an army was simply too terrifying.

“How satisfying! Hahaha!”

Xiang Tianxiao cut off an enemy’s head and laughed maniacally, his blood-soaked face completely unrecognizable.

“Tianxiao, how about a competition today? Let’s see who can kill more of the People of Celestial Dome!”

Jian Bufan strode forward and annihilated several experts with a single sword strike before turning his head to speak to Xiang Tianxiao.

“Instead of competing over who kills more, let’s see who falls first! The first to fall loses. As long as you’re not down, you keep on killing!” Feng Jue’s voice echoed.

“Hahaha, a fine idea! But the first one to fall won’t be me!”

Jian Bufan laughed heartily. His carefree demeanor was tinged with grim resolve; he had no intention of surviving today. He just wanted one good, satisfying battle!

“Damn ants! I will go and annihilate them!”

Standing behind the Destruction Army, the enemy commanders were enraged to see the people of the Grand Emperor Domain laughing wildly. One of the Celestial Dome Pseudo-Saints roared, crossed the void, and charged toward the Lingxiao Army and Jian Bufan’s group. In a flash, countless Lingxiao Warriors were annihilated, not even their bones remaining.

“Giant Spirit Warrior Pann Wu will fight you!”

Seeing this, Pann Wu raised his Battle Axe, his eyes fixed on the Celestial Dome Pseudo-Saint who couldn’t hold back any longer.

“No need. Jian Bufan’s sword has yet to taste the blood of a Celestial Dome Pseudo-Saint. Let me handle this myself!”

Jian Bufan shot up into the air, like a peerless Sword God. Endless sword shadows swirled around him, filling the heavens and the earth with the murderous intent of the Sword Dao as he engaged the Pseudo-Saint in battle.

“Kill!”

At that moment, the other Pseudo-Saints from Celestial Dome also acted. They crossed the void, a single palm blotting out the sky as they viciously slammed it down toward the invincible Lingxiao Army.

ROAR!

Pann Wu roared, and his Battle Axe sliced through the air, destroying one Heaven-Covering Palm Seal after another.

However, the Celestial Dome side didn’t just have a dozen or so Pseudo-Saint Powerhouses, but nearly a hundred. Most of them had just awoken from a long slumber, far outnumbering the Pseudo-Saints on the Grand Emperor’s side.

“This Prince claims one!”

Standing at the rear, the Demon Prince’s eyes flickered with a demonic light. Demonic qi surged to the heavens. With a shake of his body, his vitality boiled like a vast ocean. Four small flags, which were Holy Dao Soldiers, hovered above his head as he charged into the fray.

Ye Wushuang stood in the void, his gaze fixed on the battlefield below, filled with an indescribable killing intent.

Shenn Qiankun glanced at Ye Wushuang, then strode forward with the “Saint’s Blood” hovering above his head.

“Saint’s Blood claims the lives of three Celestial Dome Pseudo-Saints!”

His arrogant and domineering voice rang clearly in everyone’s ears, causing the faces of the Celestial Dome experts to turn ashen. ‘Claiming their lives? Could they truly be slaughtered so easily?’