Anxiety, confusion, even fear – none of it mattered anymore.

At this juncture, for the remaining soldiers of the Yang Kingdom still clinging to the battlefield, as long as Yang Jiande was willing to offer them a sliver of hope, they would grasp at it with all their might. Drowning men, after all, would clutch at a straw, even if they knew it couldn’t save them!

On the battlefield, the Yang army’s already routed situation momentarily stabilized. All eyes, intentionally or not, were fixed on the clash at the center. They watched as Yang Jiande absorbed all the blood flames, his body wreathed in blood light, roaring as he hurtled forward, directly charging towards Chongxuan Chuliang.

Chongxuan Chuliang’s expression had never been so grave.

“Drinking poison to quench thirst,” he muttered, yet he did not meet the charge with reckless bravery. Instead, he retreated into his formation, directly condensing the soldier evil of ten thousand men to face Yang Jiande.

And so it was. Chongxuan Chuliang’s military formation solidified, the soldier evil surging like intertwining dragons and snakes, tearing at each other. Under Chongxuan Chuliang’s command, it coalesced into a massive, incomparable fist that smashed down upon Yang Jiande.

Yang Jiande, wreathed in blood light, met it with a single fist of his own.

The contrast between these two fists was stark, the disparity in strength seemingly immense. Yet, upon impact, both sides froze for a heartbeat. Then, as the soldier evil surged within the military formation, Yang Jiande’s disheveled hair flew, and they were, astonishingly, evenly matched.

“Our Monarch’s divine might!” a Yang army general roared hoarsely.

One man against ten thousand!

Yang Jiande soared into the air, unleashing another fist, which slammed down onto the military formation. “Chongxuan Chuliang! Come out and face me in single combat! Do not tire these innocent soldiers!”

His answer was a cold military order: “Form the Autumn Kill array!”

A single voice echoed, multiplied ten thousandfold.

“Autumn Kill!”

“Autumn Kill!”

“Autumn Kill!”

Across the entire battlefield, aside from the ten thousand men personally led by Chongxuan Chuliang, there were eighteen other branches of the Autumn Kill army maintaining their military formations. The most ravaged of these was Chongxuan Sheng’s detachment, with only seven hundred remaining. This detachment had pierced through the main army, thrusting into the heart of the Yang army’s central command, undertaking the most perilous task, and earning the greatest merit by beheading generals and seizing standards. The other detachments, for the most part, remained intact.

The Autumn Kill army’s fame was well-deserved. The gap in strength between them and the Yang army was immense. Ji Cheng, despite his best efforts, could only maintain the situation, barely preventing a collapse, and finding it difficult to inflict significant casualties on the Autumn Kill army.

At Chongxuan Chuliang’s command, the various Autumn Kill army detachments active on the battlefield suddenly condensed their soldier evil!

One formation, two formations, three formations…

Tian Antai’s detachment… Chongxuan Sheng’s detachment…

The soldier evil of eighteen military formations suddenly rose, echoing each other from afar. Eighteen gusts of autumn wind arose, sweeping across the battlefield like fallen leaves. This soldier evil, rooted in the same source, was intricately linked. And the soldier evil of Chongxuan Chuliang’s detachment soared into the sky, gathering like a full moon, the autumn moon in the heavens.

The autumn wind was clear, the autumn moon bright. Fallen leaves gathered then scattered, cold crows perched then started!

Just above this autumn moon, a blade light suddenly descended. It was Chongxuan Chuliang, in an instant, condensing the power of the entire Autumn Kill army, and then swinging his life-cutting blade. This blade, bearing the power of three armies, gathering fierce slaughter and killing intent, appeared before Yang Jiande the moment it materialized.

“Extinguish Emotion!”

Yang Jiande opened one hand, forming a fist horizontally before his forehead. His eyes instantly became a void of indifference, devoid of even the most fleeting emotion, just like the White Bone Venerable God. Or perhaps, it was precisely because he understood the power of this state that he had placed such great hope in the White Bone Venerable God, hoping to use it to resist Chongxuan Chuliang’s blade. Little did he expect that this so-called deity was inherently unstable and fundamentally incapable of unleashing its true strength, resulting in its swift defeat by Chongxuan Chuliang.

After extinguishing emotion, Yang Jiande extended his other hand in a claw shape, grasping the blade light!

He let out a low roar: “Absolute Desire!”

The blood color surged, and the blade light shattered!

He had grasped and shattered the blade light. Killing his blood relatives, slaying his own children, and now, on the eve of battle, on the battlefield itself, absorbing the killing qi and burning the blood of ten thousand men. His demonic skill was approaching grand completion. In this state, Yang Jiande was like a god, like a demon.

He drew forth the war spear Lieyang, grasping it in his hand. The brilliant golden war spear and the blood light made contact, erupting with dense “sizzle, sizzle, sizzle” sounds. Even in this state, Yang Jiande couldn’t help but twitch his eyebrows, finding the pain difficult to bear.

And amidst the dense contact between this blood-red and golden light, as if in a battle of entanglement, the entire brilliant golden Lieyang war spear, starting from its tip, rapidly spread a point of blood color, invading the spear’s body. Yang Jiande was refining his weapon in battle, attempting to transform the extremely yang, extremely fierce Lieyang war spear into a renowned weapon that adapted to his Extinguish Emotion Absolute Desire blood demonic skill, in order to maximize his combat power.

What kind of person was Chongxuan Chuliang? Of course, he would not stand idly by and watch him succeed.

Just as Yang Jiande’s Lieyang war spear began to gleam with a new scarlet sheen, Chongxuan Chuliang erupted. The soldier evil of the entire Autumn Kill army gathered, and he, driving the military formation, soared into the air. Such a vast military formation, under Chongxuan Chuliang’s command, floated like leaves.

It seemed as if a breeze arose, gently blowing towards Yang Jiande. This strike, seemingly so light and ethereal, caused Yang Jiande’s expression to suddenly change. Grasping the not yet fully transformed war spear, he directly thrust it towards the void!

The mighty military formation stirred the soldier evil, which, under the military family’s war methods, transformed into a wisp of withered yellow wind. It blew towards him. A point of scarlet stained the spear tip. Yang Jiande, operating his Extinguish Emotion Absolute Desire blood demonic skill, thrust his spear at the wind. But the war spear was lightly and easily deflected, and the wind continued to blow.

Green turned to yellow, leaves left branches. Vitality departed, withering arrived. Endless fallen leaves, rustling down. This was the Withering Kill!

Yang Jiande suddenly opened his mouth and spat out clusters of blood flames from his throat, one after another, crashing forward. The blood-colored flames crashed against the withering wind, clashing and annihilating each other. Yet, strangely, no sound was emitted, as if it were a still painting, the entire sky serving as the backdrop. One half was withered yellow, one half was scarlet.

In this silence, only occasional sounds occurred. At first, one had to listen carefully to discern one or two. Gradually… then they became deafening! It was the sound of military boots stepping on the ground, the collision of armor plates, the sound of war drums, the roar of killing, the sounds of charging.

That withered yellow wind unfurled in the air, instantly evolving countless scenes of soldiers charging forward. Looking closely, in each scene, the soldiers under the withered yellow armor clearly lacked human forms; under their helmets were merely wisps of withered yellow autumn wind!

The autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves was indeed ruthless. As the saying goes, “Crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood.” That withered and rotten must be decided in a single battle, cleared in a single sweep. This transformation was unstoppable, sharp, and unbeatable. This was the Crushing Dry Kill!

Facing this kill, Yang Jiande did not dodge, did not evade, but instead thrust his spear and counter-charged. Holding his spear with both hands, he moved through the air, crossing his feet and stepping forward. Alone, one person, against the charging military formation and soldier evil driven by Chongxuan Chuliang!

That which is unstoppable, I will block! That which is sharp and unbeatable, I will stop myself! A lone figure blocking a thousand armies and ten thousand horses, a single spear facing the strong soldiers of the world!

This great war had already raged for a long time. This was a war whose outcome was perhaps already decided long ago. However, for the people caught within it… who was willing to believe?

The core of the Extinguish Emotion Absolute Desire blood demonic skill was the character “blood.” In ancient times, blood was thicker than water; therefore, to extinguish emotion and absolute desire, one had to kill their blood relatives. Yang Jiande, with a single spear, counter-charged the Autumn Kill army. This scene looked tragic and brave. His footsteps, as he rushed forward through the air, grew heavier and heavier. Each step felt as if it landed upon one’s heart.

But behold, within the scenes of that Crushing Dry Kill, a stream of blood qi suddenly surged to the sky! At first glance, it greatly resembled the qi and blood smoke of a soldier family cultivator. However, only the soldiers of the Autumn Kill army within knew that it was their suddenly lost defensive qi and blood, forcibly “pulled” out of their bodies by someone, rushing towards the sky!

PS: Someone asked, so I’ll say a little. Last week I made extra update arrangements, but none of my small goals were met. I probably know that even if I try my life, I can’t explode much more… I can only comfort myself this way.