Chapter 520: Chapter 520

On the border of the Saint’s Court of Ten Thousand Demons, there lay a ceaselessly flowing colossal river, like a natural chasm, partitioning the territories of humans and the different races. The river ran red, resembling viscous fresh blood that gave off a nauseatingly bloody smell! It was rumored that this place was the battlefield where humans and other races had fought their decisive battles. The blood of countless strong warriors had flowed into the clear river, turning it into a river of blood. South of the Blood River lay the territories of the different races!

Suddenly, countless huge figures surged out of the Wilderness Forest—all were soldiers of the Blood Lion tribe! Every figure emitted a fierce, brutal, and deadly aura! It was clear that this was an elite army! In just a few breaths, ten million Blood Lion soldiers assembled. Their monstrous aura shot into the sky; their Evil Qi clouded the world and obscured the heavens.

"Pass the order! Kill all the humans in our path and use them as blood food!" an enormous lion, a hundred zhang tall, commanded loudly. He rode a red demon cloud, floating over the Blood River.

He was the army’s general, named Lion Proud, a direct descendant of the Blood Lion Great Saint. He possessed great talent and the pinnacle cultivation of a Ten-thousand-year Emperor! When the army mobilized, he had voluntarily requested to command the vanguard.

Upon hearing the words "blood food," the eyes of the ten million Blood Lion soldiers shone. They roared with excitement, advancing with murderous strides and flying across the Blood River to the other side.

Crossing the Blood River marked the beginning of the invasion!

"Ancestors, may you rest in peace!"

"Ancestors, your descendants will soon avenge you!"

Lion Proud trailed behind the army, gazing towards the east. A suffocating Evil Qi emanated from his blood-red eyes.

Three hundred miles from the Blood River, there was a city belonging to an ancient power, housing hundreds of thousands of troops.

"Sigh, the Saint’s Court of Ten Thousand Demons is going to war with the Qin Dynasty’s Saint’s Court, and we are going to suffer!" a patrolling veteran sighed, his weathered face etched with worry. Throughout his life, he had served as a border guard and was fully aware of the horrors of the Saint’s Court of Ten Thousand Demons. Even the smallest tribe from there could wipe out an Ancient Court.

"If not for having a family to feed, who would want to come to this place, living every day in fear!"

"May the heavens bless us. We pray that the war between the Saint’s Court of Ten Thousand Demons and the Qin Dynasty’s Saint’s Court won’t affect us!" the nearby soldiers chimed in, their voices full of anxiety.

Just as they were chatting, the ground began to shake. A thick cloud of blood and Evil Qi visibly approached at a frightening speed. The soldiers on duty were taken aback. Swallowing hard, they climbed higher to get a better view. After just one glance, they froze, as if petrified by a spell.

They saw countless Blood Lion soldiers!

They saw endless slaughter and death!

"The... the different races are invading!" a terrified soldier screamed at the top of his lungs.

Instantly, the entire city fell into an eerie silence. From the army generals to the ordinary cooks, everyone’s face turned deathly pale with fear and anxiety.

"Let’s go see!" the city’s defending General said in a strained voice, leading his officers towards the city wall.

All along the way, he prayed that this was just a stray unit of different races, not an elite force. But it seemed the gods had not heard his prayers. As soon as the General reached the city wall and saw the charging ten million Blood Lion soldiers, he froze.

It’s over! That was the only thought in his mind.

The Blood Lion tribe was a Saint-level race among the different races. Forget him; even the Ancient Court backing him was no match for the Blood Lions.

Death loomed over the city!

"Kill!" Lion Proud’s indifferent voice echoed through the nine heavens.

Ten million Blood Lion soldiers quickened their pace, their eyes burning with fanaticism, their morale soaring. Their unparalleled Evil Qi swept across the Changkong, forming a towering, bloody beacon.

In the blink of an eye, the Blood Lion soldiers reached the city. They effortlessly demolished the wall, stormed into the city, and initiated a furious slaughter.

"No..." a human defender screamed in terror, only to have his head bitten off by a Blood Lion. Blood sprayed everywhere.

Soon, the stench of blood rose from the city, permeating the Changkong above! ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ novelꜰire.net

An hour later, all one million humans within the city had been devoured by the beasts; not a single one survived.

A gust of fetid wind swept through, lifting blood-soaked sand from the ground and covering the countless white skeletons...

In the time that followed, Lion Proud led his army on a frenzied path of slaughter, encroaching upon the East Border. Every inch of land became soaked in human blood.

To this, the Saint’s Court of the Nine Heavens turned a blind eye, and the Saint Heaven Institute couldn’t care less...

All the human powers in the Middle Region played dumb!

"Damn it! The contemptible Qin Dynasty’s Saint’s Court..."

In a jungle, the Void suddenly tore open, and Emperor Zu flew out, disheveled and his face contorted with hatred. He leaned against an ancient tree, panting heavily, and retrieved a gleaming golden pill covered with arcane patterns from his storage space.

Once my wounds are healed, I will gather my old forces, rebuild the Taichi Saint’s Court, and declare war on the Qin Dynasty’s Saint’s Court! Emperor Zu muttered to himself. He sat cross-legged, tilted his head back, swallowed the pill, and waited for his wounds to heal.

At this moment, he had only one thought: revenge. He wanted to exterminate the Qin Dynasty’s Saint’s Court and turn the sky of the East Border crimson to avenge his shattered nation and annihilated home.

An infinite killing intent surged within his heart!

Suddenly, Emperor Zu frowned, a sense of unease washing over him. Disregarding his healing, he quickly stood up and flew into the distance. He had great faith in his intuition.

He’s run? A moment later, a teal Sword Lotus emerged, radiating an awe-inspiring sharpness that turned the ten-thousand zhang expanse of dense forest into dust. Li Bai stood on the Sword Lotus, looking expressionlessly at the place where Emperor Zu had been sitting. He didn’t rush to pursue but took out his wine gourd and took a sip of Du Kang.

Can he truly escape? After satisfying his craving for alcohol, Li Bai sneered and looked in the direction Emperor Zu had fled. His figure flickered, transforming into a teal sword light and vanishing.

「On the sixth day after the fall of the Taichi Saint’s Court!」

Li Jing, who had been marching south, and Lion Proud, who had been advancing north, finally met unexpectedly on a vast plain.

Two terrifying auras swept across the sky. Each occupied half of the heavens, pressing against the other, trying to shatter their opponent’s morale.

This battle will test the combat power of the Xuanjia Army! At the forefront of the Xuanjia Army, Li Jing held his battle spear, squinting at the army of the different races with a hint of anticipation.

The annihilation of the Shuijian Sect was merely the Xuanjia Army testing the waters! Only by confronting the army of the different races could they truly demonstrate the Xuanjia Army’s combat power! If they win this battle, the Xuanjia Army will become renowned throughout the world and formally be listed among the Great Qin’s main battle legions! If they lose this battle, it will be time for him to atone with his death!

Is this the army of the Qin Dynasty’s Saint’s Court? It doesn’t look so impressive! At the front of the vanguard of the different races, Lion Proud was also assessing the Xuanjia Army’s strength. When he realized Li Jing was only at the Ten-thousand-year Emperor Realm, a disdainful smile touched his lips. At the same time, he felt the Blood Lion Great Saint’s death had been in vain. To actually die at the hands of a group of ants!

Suddenly, two powerful voices roared out almost simultaneously, shaking the nine heavens and clearly reaching the ears of every soldier.

Two tsunami-like waves of murderous shouts erupted from the soldiers of both armies.

Two million Blood Lions took to the Changkong, a pair of blood wings sprouting from their backs. Their speed was incredibly fast, like sharp arrows piercing through the Changkong, creating countless illusions.

"Archers, fire!" Li Jing calmly commanded.

Instantly, three million spears shot into the air! Each spear was imbued with a white glow and contained an indomitable force, aimed at the Blood Lion soldiers in the sky.

Accompanied by a series of explosions, the Blood Lion soldiers’ offensive came to an abrupt halt. Bodies impaled by spears rained down from the sky; their casualties were heavy.

"Condense the army soul!" Lion Proud roared, a murderous glint in his eyes as a beam of blood light shot skyward.

Eight million Blood Lion soldiers revealed ferocious expressions, each emitting a beam of blood light. These beams fused, forming a gigantic Blood Lion that roared in the air.

If one looked closely, they would be shocked to find that this Blood Lion army soul was the spitting image of the fallen Blood Lion Great Saint!