Chapter 1 Eastern Celestial Realm

The Great Wilderness, Eastern Celestial Realm.

A vast and boundless place. Between heaven and earth, a rift, like a scar in the sky, led directly to another distant realm. Between the stars and the earth lay a massive and boundless magic array.

The pure aura of wind surged.

Anyone who stepped onto this path would be swept forward by the flowing winds of heaven and earth.

Even ordinary people could travel at speeds surpassing the gale without fear of harm. Those with higher cultivation could actively engage the magic array, traveling at speeds far exceeding the speed of sound. The more cultivation invested, the faster the speed.

It could even reach tens of times the speed of sound.

This was a grand formation based on the earth's veins, assisted by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth tracing back its path.

Of course, the true purpose of this path was not for top-tier combat power.

It was merely built by the Great Wilderness for the circulation of resources and armies.

Simple sonic speed was sufficient for the mobilization of troops.

Just yesterday, the allied forces from the northern borders of the Great Wilderness had merged. According to the orders of the Great Wilderness Emperor, these were the most elite troops and famous generals from various countries. Even in the face of mortal combat, they would not lose morale. Now, they had reached a terrifying number of 500,000.

The army advanced in silence. The aura of the army was connected, faintly transforming into a vast and ancient god. This was a combat style unique to the Great Wilderness, gathering the power of the army, converging it upon the main general, and then transforming into a god of war formation, using this great power to crush all living beings.

It could split mountains and sever seas, invincible in its path.

Although they were marching, the atmosphere was not extremely oppressive in the silence.

Because in the eyes of all the elites participating in this battle, this was a crushing battle without any doubt.

The real opponent was the aquatic race led by the Water God Gonggong, not the human race on the earth.

"I heard that the land of Shenzhou is not small. Although it cannot be compared with the Great Wilderness, it has been well developed by those humans, and it is rich in resources." A soldier grinned and said, "This time, we must make more contributions."

"My daughter is getting married, so I have to earn as many military merits as possible to make her wedding more dignified."

"As for me, my parents are living comfortably at home. I plan to accumulate military merits this time and become a captain so that they can move to Dragon Prosperity City and enjoy their old age."

The one who said this was a person with a simple and honest appearance, wearing black mysterious armor.

This group of cultivators was the elite scout of this army of 500,000, with higher treatment than ordinary soldiers. Their cultivation had already enabled them to fly in the air for a short time.

Most of the elite in the army were at the realm of Qi Connecting the Meridians and Nurturing Divine Powers.

Someone like him was already one in a hundred.

After serving in the army for twelve years, he was finally able to accumulate enough merits to become a captain, retiring from the front line to accompany his parents. These elite scouts sighed. One of them suddenly said, "Speaking of which, after we take it down this time, our Zhongrong Kingdom plans to take the middle part of the land, which is said to be very good for growing crops."

"The ruler of our Siyou Kingdom seems to hope to get the Jiangnan area, with plenty of water and beautiful scenery."

"The Xuangu Kingdom seems to be planning to take the mountain forest area in the northeast. Heh, they just like that."

"Then, the plateau area is ours."

"The Dragon Clan naturally wants all the water systems here."

"The Loess Plateau area should belong to my Dan'er Kingdom."

A map of Shenzhou was circulated among these scouts. Rivers and mountains were written down with different words and outlined and smeared with different colors. Finally, hands of different colors and sizes tore at different corners of this map.

With a tearing sound, this ancient map was directly torn to pieces.

Each held one end.

"So good."

They murmured contentedly, as if they had already seen the scene of the human world collapsing and belonging to the Great Wilderness. When they took it down, they would be able to get more land, more slaves, and they would be able to rebuild the buildings belonging to their own country on this burned land, bringing their relatives to the human world to enjoy happiness.

"What about those humans?"

One of the burly men, who was more than three meters tall, said in a muffled voice, "Of course, they will be taken back. The country lacks labor and women. This time, it can just meet the needs of the country, and then demolish their Great Wall and other things, and rebuild our country's buildings. What Great Wall are they talking about? The human buildings are too short."

The transcendent cultivator whispered, while the war formation in front was still in order.

Jiang Yuchen, the deputy general, said:

"I heard that a god of war from the human race appeared before, and the commander of the vanguard army was beheaded."

The tall general, Lang Yanghui, with a mountain-like heaviness between his eyebrows, said slowly:

"They were all fools."

"They are veterans in the army, but they were actually sneaked into the central army camp by assassins. The strength of the army's fierce generals lies in marching and deploying troops, gathering the great power of the generals into one body, and transforming into the battle soul of the army, so they can be invincible, but they are so relaxed."

"Obviously in the vicinity of the enemy, they actually stopped the army from being on guard."

"They failed to get the entire army formation running."

"For the cultivators in the army, this is almost as foolish as unbuttoning their armor and putting down their weapons in front of the enemy. Being killed is almost a matter of course. Even if they don't die in this battle, they will eventually pay the price for their carelessness and recklessness."

Lang Yanghui, who came from a large clan and possessed the bloodline of a god, said slowly:

"You must also keep their lessons in mind."

"Unlocking the army formation and abandoning the possession of the war soul is tantamount to seeking death. A dignified general will also die at the hands of an assassin, which is ridiculous; but as long as you and I are in the army formation, as we are now, in the central army, surrounded by brave generals, the power of 500,000 people is in my body alone."

"Raising a hand is a natural disaster, and moving a thought is a war soul. How can I fall?"

"With 500,000 elite soldiers, in the three realms of the world, except for the great gods, who can kill me?!"

Lang Yanghui's eyes were calm, watching the vast world in front of him.

This was the boundless self-confidence brought by commanding the 500,000 army, the confidence brought by absolute power, which made him say slowly: "And who dares to kill me?!"

Jiang Yuchen was sincerely convinced: "What the general said..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard several loud noises, as if a dragon was finally roaring from the abyss. The illusory sky wind path suddenly fluctuated violently. The wind that traversed thousands of miles was unpredictable and could no longer provide stable forward momentum.

Jiang Yuchen's expression changed slightly: "This is..."

Lang Yanghui looked calm.

Not surprised by the sudden arrival.

He reached out and held it in the air. The commander of the 500,000 army instantly penetrated and stabilized in this sudden turbulence. The huge war soul god changed, with huge wings growing on its back, stirring up the gale and thunder, and slowly falling.

The soldiers and generals contracted inward in the next moment, and the formation was deployed accordingly, which was a defensive formation.

The change was as smooth and seamless as mercury pouring down the ground, showing the terrifying control and extraordinary command of a famous general of a generation. In the next moment, based on the habitual experience of adopting war formations, those elite scouts rose into the air, flew into the sky, and tried to find out what happened.

"Could it be the natural collapse of the wind column?" the deputy general asked.

"Impossible." Lang Yanghui's voice was calm, and his pair of light gray eyes were cold and confident.

"It's the enemy."

"They dare to stop the army at this time. I want to see who is so bold..."

The scout team rose majestically into the air, dispelling the clouds brought about by the collapse of the wind column passage.

One of the warriors wearing mysterious armor and with a simple and honest face worked extremely hard.

After all, it was for his parents. Thinking of his parents, he felt warmth in his heart, and his strength seemed to have become greater. With a fierce fan, the strong wind flowed, dispersing the clouds. The front was calm. The man breathed a sigh of relief, his expression trance, and he suddenly heard the roar of his colleagues in his ears: "Be careful!!!"

"Huh?!"

He subconsciously looked up and subconsciously widened his eyes.

The clouds dissipated.

A cluster of black stars fell from the sky, getting closer and closer to his eyes.

That is……

"Great Qin."

A calm and indifferent voice fell, as if from the dim yellow past.

"The wind rises!"

Great Qin—Crossbow Array.

Military Soul Blessing—Wu'an.

Almost the moment the other party rose into the air to disperse the clouds, they were directly attacked.

The simple and honest man would never see his parents again.

A super-alloy arrow engraved with modern array patterns pierced through his skull, and the internal impact caused the hidden gunpowder to explode a second time, directly overturning the skull and falling down. Lang Yanghui's pupils shrank violently.

In front, 70,000 troops were lined up in a stern formation.

If the Great Wilderness's military formation belonged to the kind where everyone was of one mind, then the 70,000 military formation in front of them gave the famous Great Wilderness general the feeling of a sword being unsheathed, a precise machine. Jiang Yuchen breathed a sigh of relief: "Only 70,000..."

In just an instant, General Lang Yanghui roared, "Change the formation immediately!"

Jiang Yuchen was stunned.

We have 500,000 elites...

He turned his head and saw that the pupils of the great general, who was born in a protoss and was invincible in his vertical and horizontal strategies, contracted violently. Lang Yanghui's eyebrows kept throbbing. The feeling that only a famous general knew, as if facing a peak general, made his whole body tense.

This sense of oppression during the confrontation reminded him of when he joined the army as a teenager and saw that famous general. That was the feeling at that time, but now, he was already a famous general far surpassing that general back then, but the feeling at this moment was even more terrifying.

The 500,000 troops instantly changed their formation, like a river flowing down from the mountain.

The army faced Wu'an Jun's 70,000 army head-on.

Intending to directly eat this army with an undoubted hard-to-hard approach.

"...Very smart."

Bai Qi whispered.

If Lian Po were here, he would probably take the same approach as the other party's main general. If the famous generals of the past planned to fight against Wu'an Jun, they should not try to do any formation interweaving with Wu'an Jun, that would be simply courting death. Not avoiding or pushing, forcibly pulling Wu'an Jun into a one-on-one confrontation and death battle.

That was the most likely way to win.

After all, Wu'an Jun was a famous general who had maxed out his points in guerrilla warfare, while relatively speaking, he was not good at attacking fortifications.

The Taoist Yin general next to him said: "Wu'an Jun is referring to the other party's main general?"

Wu'an Jun shook his head: "No, it's Zhuge Liang."

"What?"

The young chief strategist habitually distributed lucky bags one by one like dividing apples before the generals set off, and after Wu'an Jun read the lucky bag, he showed a sudden smile, but at this moment the lucky bag was hanging on his waist, and no one dared to take it, holding the Mo family's machine crossbow in his hand.

Based on the Qin army's crossbow arrows.

Zhuge Wuhou further improved this divine era bow and arrow.

Then, within three days, the human Shenzhou equipment system updated the 70,000 people's war crossbows. In just three days, Wu'an Jun felt the terrifying potential of Shenzhou for the first time, because the opening of national cultivation led to those scientific researchers and equipment system personnel being able to create transcendent equipment.

The Mo family's machine crossbow of the divine era uses alloy material with excellent mana fluidity.

A titanium alloy variant, extremely strong, yet lightweight.

The internal array completes the departure of the electromagnetic weapon, strengthening the crossbow arrow's penetration.

After completing the evil aura coverage of the military formation, it explodes at the speed of an electromagnetic gun. The crossbow arrow is divided into two parts. After the first part completes high-strength armor breaking, formation breaking, and qi breaking, the internal impact of the second part will cause the internal Taoist talismans to explode violently, and the titanium alloy that is broken from the inside will cause shrapnel damage.

In three days, when Wu'an Jun saw this batch of equipment appear in front of him.

And the appearance of the young man named Zhang Hao who had obviously not closed his eyes for three days.

They didn't say anything.

But it seemed like they said everything, they said.

Don't lose ah.

Don't lose.

Wu'an Jun curled the corner of his mouth.

Then he said: "Zhuge Wuhou, is as good as a god, interesting."

"I attack the front, the other party's good general, will definitely go all out, and at this time..."

"At this time?"

"Represents the emptiness of the flanks!"

Wu'an Jun raised his hand and clenched his five fingers.

"Great Qin."

Divine Era Technology, Mo Family Mechanism Technique, Military Evil Qi, Modern Weapon Design.

The weapon that integrates all the wisdom of Yanhuang once again opened its fangs.

Wu'an Jun roared: "The wind rises!!!"

"Sturdy old Qin, restore my rivers and mountains!"

Rain-like arrows burst out, and in the light of thunder, the ink-colored mysterious bird belonging to the Qin military soul spread its wings and fiercely charged towards the divine spirit battle formation in front. The divine spirit military soul slashed down fiercely with the weapon in its hand, and just when the military souls of both sides fought once and their movements were delayed, a fierce dragon roar erupted.

Underneath the Qin Dynasty's mysterious bird.

The Yan Han's soaring dragon raised its head and chanted.

Under the magnificent Qin wind.

That was the afterglow of the Great Wind Song.

On the flank, a fierce general protruded, galloping at a terrifying speed.

"You are..."

The defensive side general roared and opened his mouth, but only saw a flash of a knife, and his head had been directly beheaded. The transcendent military formation was solemn and majestic, but in front of that figure, it was like waves breaking, all were defeated, the general's head fell to the ground, but a figure never stopped.

A red face with a red heart, riding the Red Hare chasing the wind, never forgetting the Red Emperor when galloping;

Watching the green history with a green lamp, wielding the Green Dragon Crescent Blade, being worthy of the blue sky in secret!

Guan Yunchang.

Participating in the battle.

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