Chapter 515: Chapter 515

Outside the Taiyi Imperial City, dozens of clan armies, upon hearing the sounds of battle from within, launched a fierce attack. Innumerable fierce attacks, like countless massive waves, seemed poised to obliterate the entire city.

"Demon! This is sorcery!" The calm expression on the Taiyi Emperor’s face finally showed a trace of panic. He looked up at the sky; the Golden Crow Legion, in which he had placed such high hopes, was being thoroughly subdued by one hundred thousand grotesque Yellow Turban undead soldiers, sending shivers down his spine.

Who had ever seen a man with severed limbs still attacking with his head, tearing with his teeth?

Who had ever seen a man with his abdomen sliced open, viscera dangling, still able to fight on, unaffected?

And who had ever seen someone with a shattered skull and an exploded heart still breathing steadily, as if entirely unharmed?

Sorcery! Only sorcery could achieve this!

"How... how terrifying!" It was not just the Taiyi Emperor who was terrified; even the Clan Leaders who had sided with Sima Yi were pale as sheets, drenched in cold sweat, their eyes filled with dread.

"HAHA!" As if hearing the greatest joke, Sima Yi roared with laughter, his face etched with mockery as he asked, "What is sorcery? I’ve merely cultivated some undead soldiers. Even if they all perish in battle, they are only one hundred thousand strong! If this is sorcery, then what do you call your submission to foreign tribes, aiding tyrants, perverting justice, and leading hundreds of millions, even billions of people—nay, the entire Human Race—to their graves?"

The Taiyi Emperor was struck speechless. Indeed, when considering true crimes, his own actions were genuinely heinous and unforgivable. Sima Yi, for all his faults, had merely cultivated one hundred thousand undead soldiers! Which power in this world did not cultivate its own undead soldiers?

"HMPH!" The Taiyi Emperor snorted coldly. At this juncture, right and wrong no longer mattered; only victory and defeat were the Eternal truth. The victor is crowned king, the vanquished branded a bandit! If the Taiyi Saint’s Court won, Sima Yi was the vile heretic! And if Sima Yi won, the Taiyi Saint’s Court would be the traitors who betrayed the Human Race!

"My loyal subjects, hear my command! Fight!" The Taiyi Emperor no longer hesitated. His Ancient Great Emperor Realm power erupted as he commanded in a resonant voice. He swung his imperial sword. Countless golden sword lights pierced the sky, and fierce Sword Qi tore through the Void, slashing towards Sima Yi.

Thousands of terrifying auras surged into the heavens! All ministers loyal to the Taiyi Saint’s Court attacked simultaneously, filled with righteous indignation, determined to eliminate all traitors. Countless formation patterns emerged, preventing the audience hall from being destroyed.

"Fight!" Sima Yi sneered, his disheveled black hair flowing freely. His eyes blazed with a fervent battle intent, like a terrifying beast dormant for millennia, now slowly awakening and unleashing a horrifying aura. Before everyone’s horrified gazes, his power surged rapidly: Late-stage Great Emperor Realm, Peak Great Emperor Realm, early-stage Ancient Great Emperor Realm, mid-stage Ancient Great Emperor Realm...

In an instant, Sima Yi broke through to the Ancient Great Emperor Realm.

"Kill!" He looked at the Taiyi Emperor and slashed with his sword. Myriad Formations shattered, and the audience hall, which had stood for ages, began to teeter on the brink of collapse.

"Huh?" The Taiyi Emperor’s expression shifted again. He was hiding his true strength?

Two terrifying Sword Qis collided fiercely. Instantly, the audience hall completely disintegrated. Boundless shockwaves spread out, obscuring everything. The most update n0vels are published on Novᴇl_Fire(.)net

The entire Taiyi Domain trembled. Countless experts in the Middle Region seemed to sense something, looking up with expressions of astonishment, bewilderment, and doubt. What was happening? How could a great battle erupt in the Taiyi Saint’s Court Imperial City?

"The court attire of the Qin Dynasty Saint’s Court!" When the assembled experts saw the court attire on Sima Yi, they all fell silent, a chill running down their spines, their hair standing on end. Sima Yi, as an important minister of the Saint’s Court, was somewhat renowned in the Middle Region. Many knew of his existence, but they had never imagined that this rising star of the Taiyi Saint’s Court was actually from the Qin Dynasty Saint’s Court! Could it be that the Qin Dynasty Saint’s Court began plotting in the Middle Region years ago? Instantly, the vigilance of the various Holy Lands heightened dramatically.

「Meanwhile, in the Eastern Domain, a great battle was imminent!」

"Relay my order! All units are to fight to the death!" Li Jing commanded icily, standing atop the city tower. His heart grew heavy as he gazed at the massive army outside the city. The Imperial Ancestor, leading ten great legions, had completely encircled the city. A surging, monstrous killing intent permeated the lands for thousands of miles. He knew very well that the disparity in strength between the two sides was immense. Especially the Imperial Ancestor, whose cultivation was at the Peak of the Origin Great Emperor Realm—he was simply unstoppable!

"Yes, sir!" the Xuanjia Army soldiers roared, gripping their weapons tightly, showing not a hint of fear.

"Relay my order! Prepare to atta—" Atop the Nine Dragons Imperial Chariot, the Imperial Ancestor stood, his right hand gripping his sword hilt, about to order the assault. But before he could finish, he sensed the auras of two Ancient Great Emperors clashing in the distance. The Imperial Ancestor frowned slightly, his gaze shifting towards the direction of the battle. Instantly, his expression changed dramatically!

"That’s... in the Imperial City!" The Imperial Ancestor’s pupils contracted sharply. A golden light flashed in his eyes, piercing through the vast Void. When he saw the Taiyi Emperor and Sima Yi locked in fierce battle, his face became extremely grim.

The generals, already poised for battle, also sensed the shockwaves. They turned to look, their expressions changing drastically.

"Ancestor, the Imperial City is the foundation of our nation! We must return immediately to reinforce it!" a general urged anxiously. His entire family resided in the Imperial City. If it fell, his loved ones would undoubtedly meet a gruesome fate.

"Ancestor, let’s return to quell the unrest first, then come back to conquer the Eastern Domain!"

"The Imperial City concentrates our Fortune and national destiny! We absolutely cannot allow it to fall!"

The other generals chimed in with their counsel, their faces etched with worry.

"Relay my order! Withdraw the troops!" Hearing his generals’ pleas, the Imperial Ancestor felt utterly exasperated but issued the command with extreme reluctance. Once the command was given, he immediately tore open the Void and returned to the Taiyi Saint’s Court!

"As you command!" The generals breathed a collective sigh of relief. They hastily turned their mounts and directed the army back towards the Taiyi Saint’s Court, terrified that a moment’s delay would bring news of the Imperial City’s fall.

RUMBLE! RUMBLE! RUMBLE!

Within the Taiyi Saint’s Court’s imperial domain, battles raged ceaselessly. Outside the city, the clan armies pressed their assault! Inside the city, the Golden Crow Legion and the Yellow Turban undead soldiers clashed fiercely! The ministers of the Taiyi Saint’s Court and the Clan Leaders of the various major clans were also locked in a chaotic melee.

Of course, the fiercest battle was undoubtedly between the Taiyi Emperor and Sima Yi. They fought from the heavens down to the earth, their surging energies devastating the boundless Changkong.

"Slash!" After hundreds of exchanges, a savage glint flickered in Sima Yi’s eyes. He tilted his head back and roared like a ferocious tiger, unleashing his ultimate power and slashing out with a tiger-shaped Sword Qi. The tiger’s might shook the world, its divine light dazzling, its power colossal!

A world-shattering collision resounded, tearing the Void and making all laws recoil. The Taiyi Emperor’s face drained of color as he felt an immense power assail him. His imperial body was sent flying, smashing through a vast swathe of the Void. He coughed up several mouthfuls of blood, his face turning deathly pale.

"Kill!" Sima Yi didn’t hesitate. His battle sword, wreathed in a bloody light, thrust out fiercely. His supreme literary aura combined with his peerless Sword Intent, unleashing an earth-shattering power.

"So powerful!" The Taiyi Emperor frowned slightly, his eyes frosty. Gritting his teeth, he roared, "Power of Fortune, aid me!"