In the blink of an eye, three days had passed.

During these three days, neither the Northern Expeditionary Army of the Central Plains nor the surviving hundreds of thousands of troops of the Three Great Royal Courts made any further moves. Everyone clearly understood that the real battle was about to begin!

No one dared to slack off, and no one dared to be careless.

This was a true life-or-death battle. The outcome of the war would determine the future relationship between the Central Plains and the grasslands.

If the grasslands won, they could still defend their territory and accumulate strength for a future opportunity.

If the Central Plains won, they would completely suppress the grasslands, preventing them from raising their heads for at least several hundred years, just like Emperor Taizu of Chu a thousand years ago.

The north wind howled, icy and bone-chilling.

Because they were not far from the snowfields, the cold wind naturally blew here. The lush grass that had originally surrounded the area was now dry and bare.

It had been gnawed out by warhorses and cattle and sheep.

Looking down from high above, one could clearly see two endless torrents confronting each other.

The Northern Expeditionary Army's black armor billowed, their long spears stood erect, their faces expressionless. It seemed that even the warhorses, under this immense atmosphere, did not breathe heavily but continuously pawed at the ground beneath their feet.

Before the black-armored army, there was also a torrent blocking their path. It was a coalition formed by many tribes of the grasslands, now serving as the Northern Expeditionary Army's auxiliary troops.

They brandished their curved sabers, their faces filled with bloodlust.

The cruelest were always their own people. Having defected to the Central Plains, they had to demonstrate their value in this battle in order to secure future wealth and glory.

Whether they would eat meat or grass in the future depended entirely on their own abilities.

Dozens of figures stood in a row, the weakest of whom were True Persons at the Primordial Spirit level.

The other side was the same. The Three Great Royal Courts' allied forces had also brought out all their reserves this time, the truly powerful elites of the Royal Court's main force.

Each person had cut a gash on their face, their eyes firm, as if expressing their determination to fight this battle.

The strong from the Royal Court also stood in the void, each radiating a powerful aura of killing intent, their eyes full of determination, staring at the opposing torrent.

The three Khans and two shamans were all present.

Within a radius of just over ten miles, there were over a million people gathered, but not a single one of them made a sound. The constant howling of the cold wind was the only noise in the world.

Everyone seemed to be carrying a mountain on their backs at this moment, appearing… extremely silent.

In fact, this kind of head-on clash between two armies was extremely rare in war, resulting in heavy losses. But the situation this time was such that there was no other choice.

The Northern Barbarian Royal Court had no retreat, they could only fight. Moreover, with a terrestrial immortal expert present, it was difficult for them to use any tricks; they could not deceive the heavens.

The Northern Expeditionary Army, on the other hand, had a large number of auxiliary troops to serve as cannon fodder, so they were not afraid of a face-to-face battle.

In fact, from the perspective of the top figures, the more people who died, the better, as it would deplete the living strength of the Northern Barbarian grasslands, making it easier to control them in the future.

Finally, after who knows how long, perhaps a quarter of an hour, or perhaps just a few short breaths, a bright light suddenly appeared in the sky, transforming into a pillar of light that connected heaven and earth.

It stirred the winds and clouds of heaven and earth, causing the vital energy to surge. A massive pressure swept across the sky, and everyone looked up, only to see a tall and upright figure standing between the heavens.

The Heavenly Khan of the Northern Barbarian grasslands, Huang Ji!

He gazed at the dark and oppressive torrent below, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice:

"I, this Khan, am here. I invite the Regent of the Central Plains to come out and meet!"

The vast voice was like thunder, resounding between heaven and earth, like a rolling torrent, spreading in all directions, accurately reaching the ears of everyone present.

"This King has been waiting for you for a long time."

In an instant, a faint voice echoed. Just a hundred feet in front of Huang Ji, a young man dressed in black was sitting on a golden dragon-patterned chair, looking at him.

It was Chen Yuan!

Appearing silently a hundred feet away, Huang Ji's eyes instantly narrowed, and his heart sank even further. He realized that Chen Yuan seemed to be even stronger than the last time they met.

It was simply unbelievable!

In just a few months, such a huge change had occurred. His talent was rare in the world, even surpassing that nightmare on the grasslands.

Emperor Taizu of Chu!

"You want to kill me?"

Hearing this, Chen Yuan chuckled. If he didn't want to kill him, why go to so much trouble?

"You, don't you want to kill this King as well?"

"Prince Yan, this Khan admits that I am indeed not your opponent."

"And then?"

"If possible, this Khan hopes that the Central Plains and the grasslands can cease hostilities and return to good terms," Huang Ji suddenly said.

"It seems that you were the one who challenged this King, weren't you?"

Chen Yuan quietly looked at him, neither happy nor sad.

"Yes, but… according to what this Khan knows, the demon race in the Southern Border is currently pressing in with overwhelming force, with a million demon soldiers wanting to enter the Central Plains, and several demon gods assisting them. Why should the Regent engage in a desperate struggle with my Northern Barbarians?

It would be better to cease hostilities and reconcile. From then on, the grasslands would become a vassal of the Central Plains and pay tribute. This Khan can also become brothers with you, with you as the elder brother and this Khan as the younger brother. In this way, we can join forces and completely control the entire human world. Wouldn't that be better than fighting and killing? Moreover, this Khan's title of Heavenly Khan can also be given to you, making you the sovereign of the human world.

Wouldn't that be stronger than being the Emperor of the Central Plains?"

Huang Ji stared at Chen Yuan. He was determined to fight, but he also knew that he had more losses than gains today, and it was very difficult to win. A desperate battle was just a last resort.

If it were really possible, he would be willing to bow his head to Chen Yuan for the sake of the grasslands.

"You know quite a lot, but… it's not enough. This King didn't go to Zhennan Pass because this King is certain that even if the demon race presses in with overwhelming force, they won't be able to break through Zhennan Pass.

Several demon gods… heh… doesn't the Central Plains have immortals?

Compared to the grasslands becoming a vassal and paying tribute, what this King wants more is for the grasslands to never be able to raise their heads, to be enslaved by my Central Plains forever, with no power to resist.

This King also doesn't like others giving up things. This King can take your title of Heavenly Khan himself. As for being your younger brother… this King doesn't like it. If you do something wrong, you have to pay the price.

Back in the Western Regions, you wanted to put me to death by joining forces with the Buddhist sect. Now, you should have thought of the consequences." Chen Yuan smiled lightly, the rules around him gradually merging into the void.

His nonsense wasn't the purpose; it was also to seal off the surrounding void.

He didn't want to have to search the entire grasslands for Huang Ji's tracks.

Huang Ji's face darkened. Although he had already anticipated this result, he still felt a strong pressure as he watched Chen Yuan say each word.

The invincibility he had imagined after breaking through, suppressing the world, had now turned into seeking compromise and begging for survival. The key was… that the other party was unwilling.

"Even Emperor Taizu of Chu was not so ruthless. If you want to become the Emperor, you should have a grand and broad mind. Doesn't my Northern Barbarian race count as part of the human race?

Aren't you afraid of being branded with a bad name?"

"Haha… I really didn't expect you to say such a thing. Then this King will ask you, when your grassland iron cavalry went deep into the Central Plains and slaughtered my Central Plains people,

killing for pleasure, digging out hearts and disemboweling people, did you ever think that my Central Plains people were part of the human race?

You, a bunch of barbarians who drink blood, treat my Central Plains people as two-legged sheep. Now that the Central Plains is strong, your grassland race is just two-legged sheep.

What you did to others will be done to you. Don't talk to this King about righteousness. This King never thought you were humans. My style is to repay you a hundredfold!"

Chen Yuan laughed loudly.

"You… are not as good as Emperor Taizu of Chu!" Huang Ji said in a deep voice.

"Emperor Taizu of Chu was a hero, but he was too kind. A thousand years ago, he dispersed the Xiongnu Royal Court and withdrew his troops, leading to the resurgence of the grasslands and causing trouble on the borders for hundreds of years.

What this King wants to do is far beyond him. The East Ying Sea, the Western Region Desert, the Northern Barbarian Grasslands, and the Southern Border Mountains will all kneel before this King and submit to me.

I want to build a true Immortal Court to control the world.

As for the magnanimity and bad name you mentioned… hahaha…" Chen Yuan stood up, pointed to the boundless world in front of him, and said in a deep voice:

"This King would rather bear the bad name for all eternity than let my descendants enjoy happiness for ten thousand generations. All that the eye can see is our territory, and all that the heart thinks of is the Central Plains!"

"Good, good, good…" Huang Ji was so enraged by Chen Yuan's heroic ambitions that he laughed instead. He really didn't expect Chen Yuan's ambition to be so great.

What he wanted to do was not just to be an Emperor, but the Heavenly Emperor of the entire human world.

"In that case, there is only one battle left!"

Huang Ji said coldly.

"In the Western Regions, you and the Buddha joined forces and could only be defeated. What gives you the confidence to deserve a battle with me?" The God-Slaying Spear materialized between heaven and earth, exuding a powerful killing intent.

"This Khan knows that I am not your opponent. I have been preparing for this battle for the past few months, and I will try my best to raise my strength to the late stage of the terrestrial immortal, even if it exhausts me to death.

You are very strong, but this Khan will also carve a piece of flesh from you!"

A divine hammer pressed down from the sky, its power overflowing, falling into Huang Ji's hands.

"Alright, then let's try."

"A battle in the void."

Huang Ji turned around and tore open the void, stepping directly into it, leaving a portal to the outside world, with a huge void turbulence frantically gushing out.

Chen Yuan, on the other hand, had a faint smile on his lips. The rules of the Martial God had already merged into the void, sealing off Huang Ji's retreat. Now… he was in the palm of his hand, a turtle in a jar!

"Begin the battle!"

Chen Yuan stood in the void, his spear pointing horizontally, his voice like thunder.

After saying that, he grasped the God-Slaying Spear and took a step, tearing open the void.

"Follow the Regent's command!"

"Follow the Regent's command!"

"Follow the Regent's command!"

All the strong experts shouted in unison, their voices shaking the sky. They heard every word that Chen Yuan and Huang Ji said.

"I would rather bear the bad name for all eternity than let my descendants enjoy happiness for ten thousand generations.

All that the eye can see is our territory, and all that the heart thinks of is the Central Plains!"

What domineering spirit, what mighty power!

At this moment, the flames in everyone's hearts were ignited. Their future journey was still far away.

"Attack!"

Vice Commander Chen Huaiyi shouted in a low voice.

Several flag bearers standing on the high platform quickly raised the black flags.

Then, all the surrendered barbarian soldiers in the front quickly drew their bows and nocked their arrows, shooting them out with a whoosh. Layers of dark arrows, like a dark curtain, pressed down from the sky.

Arrows of God-Breaking Qi swept across heaven and earth.

Similarly, the Northern Barbarian Royal Court also took out their trump card, with meteorites falling from the sky, smashing into the torrent in front.

The Northern Expeditionary Army, with the surrendered soldiers and the main force of the Northern Expeditionary Army mixing together, quickly began to outflank from both flanks, striving to encircle the enemy and not let go of any barbarian from the Northern Barbarian grasslands.

One martial arts expert after another rose from the ground, rushing straight into the void.

With the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner unleashed, countless Yin ghosts spread across the sky, gathering dark clouds, covering several miles of land. Yang Huatian took the lead, heading straight for a strong expert from the Northern Barbarian Royal Court.

Sword God Jiang He, dressed in white, his feet lightly stepping, said the words, "Come, sword!" Infinite sword Qi condensed in the void, turning into a Great Wall of Sword Qi, standing between heaven and earth.

With a palm pressed down, the endless sword Qi collapsed.

The True Martial Immortal Sword was unsheathed, and Song Yingqiao, one of the Seven Disciples of Wudang, directly attacked the Great Khan of the Ancient Royal Court.

True Persons in the Spirit Refinement and Primordial Spirit Realm were not to be outdone, attacking the barbarian strong experts.

The terrifying struggle quickly unfolded.

The war began!

……

This was definitely a war that would leave a heavy mark in history. The total number of troops invested by both sides exceeded one million, comparable to the previous Battle of Zhennan Pass.

Cavalry charging, drawing bows and nocking arrows, forming formations, various ways divided the entire battlefield into one battlefield after another. A thick bloody aura spread across the sky.

Every moment, someone died, and every moment, someone fell.

Life was very fragile on such a battlefield, just like the grass, falling in patches.

Golden horses and iron horses, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

Looking down on the battlefield from top to bottom, one could find that this was an extremely shocking picture, enough to attract everyone's eyes.

Bloodlust was unleashed to the extreme here.

"Tiger!"

"Tiger!"

"Tiger!"

…

"For the Barbarian God!"

"For the Royal Court!"

"For the Grasslands!"

…

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The voices of countless people gathered together, extremely shocking.

In the void, terrifying roars continued to explode, with huge aftermaths collapsing in all directions, with sword Qi sweeping across, and blade lights piercing the air.

Everyone was fighting.

Almost instantly, this war entered a white-hot stage. Neither side held back in the slightest, constantly pressing down their troops, and the soldiers on both sides charged forward like fearless warriors.

Hoping to crush the other side, and achieve the final victory!