The dome of the sky was a bright moon, brilliant and boundless.

At this moment, it was covered with a dark shadow, for the human figures were numerous.

“Kill!”

One word pierced through ancient times, even to the present day.

Soldiers’ evil qi surged, battle flags fluttered.

As if black clouds had covered everything.

Ji Lanque’s upper half was in the cocoon of the Dao Principle, his lower half was already outside the cocoon, detaching itself step by step.

That dragon body, nurtured for a thousand years, flying out of the Dragon Palace, the process of approaching a human body, was also the process of forging the bodies of the human and sea races.

Reflecting his original appearance in the bright moon also represented that he was already contending for the right to fish for Xuan Yuanzhuo!

He had taken the first step on the two opposing paths of transcendence, paving his own path. Originally, he had everything under control. He hadn’t expected that at this moment, evil qi like needles would stab his Dao body. Looking down at Cao Jie’s Shen Tong on the battlefield, which seemed like heavy clouds gathering, he felt quite surprised.

But it was only surprise.

He spoke in praise, saying: “It has a few points of a soldier immortal’s style!” Then he pointed with his backhand, and his finger was like a flag—

Bloody soldier evil qi also rose around his body, coiling like a dragon.

How many sea race warriors had died in battle in the Saha Dragon Domain today? How many had fought for the sea race in past generations and sacrificed themselves in the Illusion Domain! At this moment, all their war souls returned, responding to the call.

War souls are not souls, but remnant will.

Those sea beast warriors whose growth cycles were forcibly compressed and whose Dao bodies were advanced and catalyzed fundamentally did not have the qualification to leave remnant will and enter this array.

Bloody soldier evil qi surged like a tide, and armored warriors also poured out one by one.

Pulling the reins of war beasts, raising bone war flags, shouting life and death, with evil qi filling their armor.

One person becomes an array, one body becomes ten thousand armies.

This is the so-called Shen Tong, Soldier Lord!

In history, the most prominent master of this Shen Tong was exactly the great marshal of soldiers and horses during the founding period of the former Chang Kingdom, known as the Soldier Immortal, Yang Zhen! Such a Shen Tong is ranked as ‘Ten Thousand Army General, World Fierce!’

Ranked among the top-level Shen Tong of the Soldier Family, the evil qi is unmatched. Because holding this Shen Tong is not for show, it has traditionally been the proof of a famous general.

Since Ji Lanque made his move until now, he has evolved many Shen Tong, already too numerous to count. He unexpectedly still grasps such Shen Tong, truly making people fearful!

Other people might be surprised by Ji Lanque’s many means, but Xuan Yuanzhuo of course was not. In the life-and-death struggle of that year, Ji Lanque used up all his means and was still beaten to death by him!

Almost at the moment when Ji Lanque lowered his head to look down at the battlefield, he also raised his head on the Tianya Tai. His hat was tilted up, and his face flowed with light jade.

In the miserable wind and bitter rain, in his tattered clothes, he just exposed a forehead and a pair of eyes. That innate nobility could no longer be covered.

Reflected in the bright moon, the face covering the sea was already a rare handsome man, and his appearance was even more so. But there was more of a heavy suppression and less of a relaxed freedom.

When his eyes were exposed from under his hat, a crack also opened in the sky dome! It opened not only space, not only this piece of sky, as if it also connected to ancient times… Re-seeing the magnificent! Ancient aura diffused out, and ancient sacrificial songs resounded throughout heaven and earth.

Even before the crack opened, there was a pressure that condensed like substance, making people feel awe in their bodies and minds, and want to prostrate themselves in dejection. And as soon as the crack opened, in the Illusion Domain, regardless of whether they were human or sea race, they temporarily fell down like a collapsed dike, prostrating themselves in large swathes.

That sky crack was still only a fine seam like a silk thread, but people could already see the surging gold color within, bringing supreme, imperial dignity in all directions, like flowing lava! Shen Tong, Emperor Descend.

Under all heaven, none is not the king’s soil; within the rate of the soil, none is not the king’s minister! This is for the descendant of the human emperor, borrowing dignity from ancient times.

The ancient second human emperor, the Youxiong clan, was one of the eight wise ministers of the ancient human emperor Suiren clan, named ‘Xuan Yuan’, and honored as ‘Youxiong clan’. After the Suiren clan’s Dao disappeared, he inherited the responsibility of protecting the human race.

Protecting the human race through the long ancient era, his merits were countless in one lifetime. Among them, there are two things that shine through ancient and modern times. One is in the mid-period of the ancient era, constructing the Ten Thousand Demon Gate, forever cutting off the demon race’s hope of counterattacking, and ending the long and endless total race blood war with the demon race. The second is in the later period of his reign, striking down the demon ancestor, and ending the demon tide.

‘Striking down the demon ancestor’ and ‘ending the demon tide’ can actually be counted as two things. Because when the demon ancestor died, it was already ‘all demons in the world’. After the demon ancestor died, the demon tide was far from subsiding. The time span between these two things is so large that it is counted in hundreds of thousands of years.

Even to the new beginning of the Dao Calendar today, after the demon tide is exhausted and separated into the endless quicksand, who can say that all the demons in the world have been killed? What’s more, it is easy to block the demons from outside heaven, but hard to remove the inner demons!

The ancient human emperor suppressed ten thousand worlds, dominated one world, and the dignity of his sleeves covering the ancient era was ‘borrowed’ into the present world. What kind of terrifying concept is that? What absolute world-famous general, what hundred thousand mighty army, all prostrated!

But also at the same time, in the seabed of that Yongning Sea Domain, ten thousand scale eyes like eternal night lamps… All turned! They were still entangled by the rules’ fishing line, so the turning was a painful process, and blood flowed in the scale eyes.

But pain must submit to Gao Jie’s will, destiny should turn for the grand plan!

All the scale eyes, all looked towards the Tianya Tai, seeing that person wearing a hat and a straw raincoat. Ten thousand pupils looked together, not moving an inch. The weight of their vision was like a mountain, their obsession deep, like the sky tilting!

Wherever there was water flow, Gao Jie knew everything. He was not omniscient but close to omniscient. Xuan Yuanzhuo understood him, researched him, and fished for him, but he also understood Xuan Yuanzhuo.

To put it plainly, if he gave up supporting the race group and suppressing the sea domain, and the true farming divine dragon swung its tail high into the sky, relaxing its body and fighting with Xuan Yuanzhuo to the death, it would be hard to say who would live and who would die! At this time, he would rather create and view Xuan Yuanzhuo, with bloodlines horizontal in the sky in his scale eyes.

Xuan Yuanzhuo opened the sky gap with the Emperor Descend Shen Tong, and at this moment, it was sewn up by Gao Jie’s painful bloodlines! That dignity of the ancient human emperor was immediately intercepted in the ancient era and did not descend!

That twisted bloodline in the sky dome was like an ugly blood centipede.

Just like the thousand wounds and hundred holes, the strangely shaped Gao Jie, with such unimaginable strength, yet had been lying deep in the sea for a long time, not seeing daylight. But who could say he was ugly?

At this moment, there was no more obstacle. Ji Lanque confronted Cao Jie with the Soldier Lord.

Shen Tong have different manifestations in the hands of different people. Although Ji Lanque was not Yang Zhen, he could not replicate the ‘ten thousand armies benefiting each other, life and death flooding’, but as the leader of the two races, sea and human, and having fought countless battles in his life, he also had his own unique understanding of the way of soldiers, and was not inferior to others.

This time, his pointing finger was already directed, and then soldiers’ evil qi rushed into the sky. The open sky dome was sewn up by bloodlines.

Beneath the sky dome was the bright moon, and beneath the bright moon was the battlefield. At this moment, Ji Lanque’s halberd pointed down, as if blood clouds were pressing down on black clouds. If it were an ordinary soldier family, Ji Lanque, who reproduced the Soldier Lord Shen Tong, could make the soldiers’ evil qi defect with a single thought. It was only because Cao Jie was here, with airtight control over the soldier array, that there was this opportunity for a hard clash.

The army arrays in the two places were both in charge!

“Soldier Immortal?” Cao Jie only said: “Where is he now!”

He was never an arrogant character, but on the battlefield, he dared to face any enemy. Not to mention Ji Lanque who simulated the Soldier Immortal Shen Tong, even if the real Soldier Immortal Yang Zhen were here, he would also want to touch him. The win or lose of the battlefield is only in the blade and soldiers!

Not in name, not in tongue.

Cao Jie pointed at the soldiers on the ‘battlefield’, fundamentally without half a point of hesitation. He charged up, only advancing and not retreating, and thus killed towards Ji Lanque, who alone controlled ten thousand armies. He didn’t think about what would happen if the Chunsi Army were here, or if the Tianfu Army were here again. He only asked how to contend and win at this moment.

In the Jiyou Domain, within that gathered huge army array, warriors constantly fell.

But with soldier evil qi rushing into the sky, how could they see a turn back?

Shen Tong slaughtered Shen Tong, killing out flesh, body, and remnant cruelty. The way of soldiers collided with the way of soldiers, ten thousand laws avoided!

Above these black and blood clouds, Ji Lanque still seemed relaxed.

He was clearly stepping into the vortex where the two paths of transcendence intersected, yet it was like walking on a green stone path with fine rain and flying flowers. He was clearly pointing at ten thousand armies, gambling life and death with Cao Jie, yet it was like sitting on his own windowsill, casually listening to the sound of rain and talking with his hands. He was so comfortable, having been in a cage for so long, and now rarely natural.

This was really that dragon body that seemed far away in the sky, suddenly erasing the distance, and crashing headfirst into his chest… The endless fishing lines had already turned to ash, and the ten thousand zhang dragon body entered his human body! Blazing light shone brightly, and heaven and earth boomed.

At this moment, the moon was like a furnace, his body like iron, and the dragon body merged with the human body!

Gu Lanque’s body began to change. In an extremely short time, violent changes occurred in every pore.

His facial features began to fuse the faces of Ji Lanque and Fuhai. But regardless of the shape and size of his eyes, they were always deep and mysterious, containing the infinite universe. You could see his tall figure, with red horns as a helmet and red scales as armor.

Human body? Dragon body? Dao body?

Ji Lanque? Fuhai? No need to distinguish!

On the intersecting path of three transcendences, Gao Jie dragged Xuan Yuanzhuo, and he was the first to approach the great! Cao Jie asked where the Soldier Immortal was now. What did that have to do with him!

He didn’t talk about feelings with Yang Zhen, once they had contact, it was just to borrow the Shen Tong.

But now—looking at the bitter face, Cao Jie, who was fighting against Rui Chong on one side and constantly advancing the soldier front high into the sky on the other.

He realized that only with the soldier array command, he unexpectedly did not have the advantage. Simulating the Soldier Lord was after all not as good as the true Soldier Lord. Having guarded the Tianfu Secret Realm for a thousand years, the Soldier Family’s ideas were constantly innovating, and their techniques were new every day and month. After all, everyone who entered the Tianfu Secret Realm had cultivation restrictions, and although he had observed, he had not seen everything.

He could only sigh, the later generations are formidable!

Of course, praise is praise, if he wanted to disturb this final moment of transcendence…

He smiled: “Junior, dare to ask for the Soldier Immortal. Now I will replace Yang Zhen and give you a punch!” He casually lifted the fist that was already covered in red armor… and smashed it down with a single punch!

Between Ji Lanque’s fist and the Jiyou Domain, there was a large space that was hit into a void of rules!

The Taiyi Mountain under Cao Jie’s feet cracked on the spot, and the mountain broke into several sections!

This attempt suspended, instantly dissolving the army array and the world-famous general. His chest armor shattered, and his chest bone collapsed. His Shen Tong battlefield turned into ten thousand fragments, and his Dao Principle origin also began to collapse!

But in the terrifying sound wave of the mountain collapsing and stones shattering, a lonely banging sound rang out. From those ten thousand fragments, a wisp of white flame jumped out. Once the flame light shone a shadow, this place, although it was night, was bright again.

In the white flame, a hunched figure was embodied, standing horizontally in front of Cao Jie, and making Cao Jie return to the battlefield fragments. The Great Qi Guard Night One, carrying a lamp, Zhi Sui!

Peach blossoms had already drifted away piece by piece, the spring wind had not yet blown and then scattered, and the true fist peak had just fallen. The red scale armored hand, rising infinitely, pursuing the transcendent fist infinitely…

White flame scattered the Tianya!

Zhi Sui’s extremely powerful Dao body first suffered the grinding kill of the great army for three days and nights, then participated in the Tian Fo Temple battle, then fought in the Jiyou Domain, and then fought Ji Lanque! And it shattered on the spot.

Shattered into concrete and tiny ‘ones’. No flesh or blood was seen, no remnants of cloth.

The spring wind rolled back again, only rolling back a calm sentence, old words—

“The Qi country may lose Zhi Sui, but not Du Hou… Wu Zu sews clothes, and the minister may not guard.” There was no passion, no generosity, close to a statement and not a roar.

It seemed this was just an ordinary night.

He was just an ordinary old man. At a certain moment, a banging sound rang out, and he understood that it was the final moment. He looked at the homeland he guarded, extinguished the lamp, and walked into the long night without turning back. Taiyi Mountain was half-shattered, and the newly promoted True Monarch of the Blood River, Peng Chongjian, only sighed lightly and spread the blood river horizontally across the sky.

The general Lord Yue Jie, who held a spear and broke the seal in Cang Gu, only slightly adjusted his charging posture, inserted the ‘Chang’ character flag into his back, and then killed towards the town seal of this domain. The heaven and earth were hard to exhaust, and he had to seek to kill Zhong Xi in one strike! How extremely tragic!

For the Great Qi Guard Night One, the millennium watchman Zhi Sui, who defined the limit of the legend of the night wandering god, Zhi Sui, whose white paper lantern came out and all evil retreated, Zhi Sui, who experienced countless slaughters in one lifetime, and whose sixteen clones gradually fell for the country…

Now, with his original Dao body, he died in battle in the Illusion Domain!

The wind in the Illusion Domain was too strong, blowing out his lamp.

Hoo, hoo…

The light and slow spring wind still brought coolness.

Falling peach blossoms seemed to depict the fresh blood he should have had but did not.

Yu Liyang’s large sleeves fluttered, pulling Cao Jie back to retreat, back to the domain that was greatly nourished by the death of the Derivative Dao. In the war of the Derivative Dao, this domain was nearly shattered, thus pouring in full of vitality.

It seemed like spring rain nourishing fertile soil, just like falling red turning into spring mud.

One armed, no armor, with scattered long hair, Cao Jie said not a word, and the battlefield reappeared behind him. This was war!

From the moment he stepped onto the battlefield, he had only the awareness of going to death.

Zhi Sui said that the Qi country might not lose Du Hou, which was not right! The fierce war is dangerous, and all may die, Cao Jie may die!

The war was not over yet. As a general and a commander, he would absolutely not give up the possibility of contending for victory. Zhi Sui died for him, Yu Liyang pulled him to escape death, and he only said: “The whole army—”

A shadow swept by, sweeping over him.

Sweeping over peach blossoms, spring wind, and the remnant flag dyeing the blood-stained battlefield. Sweeping over red glow, wails, and the scattered sound of last words shattering. Sweeping over the life-and-death lines of several True Monarchs and Emperor Lords entangled in battle…

Going directly towards the bright moon.

Under his feet were green clouds!

Cao Jie, who always had a bitter face with no waves, suddenly opened his eyes at this moment!

The Peach Blossom Immortal, who had fought hard to conceal his exhaustion but still supported himself strongly, slightly opened his mouth.

That person wearing sky-blue battle armor, that straight figure, that world-famous sword, that legendary body method inherited from the Immortal Palace era… How could it not be exactly Jiang Wuan of Great Qi!

Great Qi Wu An Hou, who had died a long time ago, unexpectedly crawled up from that pile of corpses at some point. Wearing battle armor, he was still as elegant as a startled swan. Crossing the battlefield, he was still leisurely winning steps in the court. And he didn’t know why, but he held a comb and mirror in his hand, and while stepping on the clouds straight up, he looked at himself in the mirror!

What a self-admiration of his own reflection.

What an appreciation of his own loneliness!