Xu Chu, wielding the Blazing Cloud Saber, commanded a vast, kingly might that dominated the battlefield. Each flaming saber arc caused the bodies of heavenly demon soldiers to explode, and countless nascent souls dissolved into nothingness upon contact with the Southern Bright Fire.
Even heavenly demon soldiers, including those of the Venerable realm, could not withstand Xu Chu empowered by gods and demons. His ten-foot frame, ablaze with crimson Southern Bright Fire, stood in the void, scattering all heavenly demons within a hundred yards.
Xu Chu, like a blood-red tiger, tore through the blockade of the heavenly demon army. Several times, heavenly demon soldiers attempted to form grand formations, only to be shattered by Xu Chu, resulting in large swathes of blood erupting.
"Hmph!"
Xu Chu gripped the Blazing Cloud Saber and glanced at Emperor Chi Ye in the distance, letting out a cold snort. Emperor Chi Ye was currently slaughtering Azure Dragon and Vermilion Bird soldiers, much like Xu Chu.
His expression turned cold. The Blazing Cloud Saber in his hand condensed on the battlefield, and a dense aura of blood fiendishness violently slashed towards Emperor Chi Ye. Instantly, heaven and earth were blinded, and myriad worlds seemed to be submerged in a sea of blood. The roar of a tiger sounded like thunder.
"Xu Chu!"
"Do you think I am like Jian Xi!"
Emperor Chi Ye drew his blood-stained long sword from the battlefield. He felt the astonishing bloody saber intent in the void. This was the might of a top-tier Venerable. As this saber appeared in the void, the imperial city walls, without the protection of the grand formation, cracked with dense fissures.
Emperor Chi Ye's eyelids twitched as he sensed the unparalleled bloody saber intent. His long sword became like a dragon, raising nine golden dragons and presenting a divine dragon striking the heavens, piercing towards Xu Chu's bloody saber.
"Boom!"
An unparalleled storm of primal energy raged around Xu Chu and Emperor Chi Ye. The fortress-like imperial city walls were now covered in spiderweb-like cracks, appearing as if they would crumble at the slightest touch.
"No!"
As the earth trembled and the unparalleled storm of primal energy ravaged the void, Emperor Chi Ye felt an intense sense of mortal peril. The golden long sword, condensed with a dynasty's accumulated fortune, shattered inch by inch, and his imperial aura gradually dissipated.
"No!"
Emperor Chi Ye, in his panic, reached out to grasp the dissipating imperial aura. His large hand grasped only emptiness. The bloody saber exploded upon his spine.
His physical body shattered, his nascent soul was devoured by the Southern Bright Fire, and streams of blood mist unfurled outwards like blooming flowers, layer upon layer. The dense blood energy merged into the void.
Emperor Chi Ye, a top-tier Venerable, one of the top three powerhouses in the Eastern Wasteland Continent's Venerable realm, could not withstand the might of Xu Chu's saber, just like Jian Xi.
"Roar~~~"
At the moment Emperor Chi Ye perished, nine golden dragon veins flashed across the vast territory of the Southern Scarlet Realm, emitting sorrowful low roars. An emperor had fallen, and the dynasty mourned!
"Rumble~~"
Where the nine golden dragon veins converged, the imperial capital of the Chi Ye Imperial Dynasty, was now experiencing heavenly collapse and earthly disintegration. Blood clouds churned, and the magnificent, heavy imperial city walls collapsed. Bottomless ravines tore the imperial capital into pieces.
"Chi Ye!!"
Ancestor Chi Ye wailed in grief and indignation in the void. The emperor had fallen, and the dynasty's accumulated fortune had lost its master. How could a mere city bear such immense energy? Astonishing fortune surged wildly within the imperial capital.
"Kill!"
Zhang Liao and Chen Tang simultaneously roared. Hundreds of thousands of Great Han soldiers, treading on the broken walls, charged into the imperial capital. Saber glints flashed, and heavenly demon soldiers fell lifelessly amidst the ruins.
Two resplendent divine lights, one green and one crimson, surged into the imperial capital. With the emperor's death, the morale of the heavenly demons plummeted. Furthermore, the imperial capital was experiencing strange phenomena, leaving them with no combat power to resist the sharpness of the Great Han. In just one charge, about half of their soldiers' bodies exploded, and blood splattered.
"Great Han Dynasty, Ancestor, I will surely destroy its divine artifact!"
Ancestor Chi Ye's eyes were filled with bloodlust. Witnessing the fall of Emperor Chi Ye, the collapse of the imperial capital, and the dissipation of fortune, the heavenly demon race's accumulation of millions of years turned into nothingness in this battle.
Even if the heavenly demon race survived this destruction, they would be powerless to contend for the opportunities of the next million years.
Without a foundation, how could they stand?
Ancestor Chi Ye's grayish-white long hair billowed in the void. He looked like a furious beast, his eyes blood-red as he stared at Yang Ye before him.
"Encircle!"
"Charge!"
Within this imperial capital, Zhang Liao led two divisions of infantry, cornering the scattered heavenly demon soldiers on the ruins of the city. Outside the imperial city walls, Gongsun Zan, with hundreds of thousands of cavalry, roamed for thousands of miles, their forces covering an area of several dozen miles.
The cavalry charged, and waves of blood mist dispersed on the battlefield. Even heavenly demons of the Venerable realm could not withstand the iron-clad charge of hundreds of thousands of cavalry.
As the armies swept across, countless heavenly demon experts had their armor cracked and their bodies severely impacted by the sharpness of the army, bleeding profusely and feeling an ever-increasing sense of powerlessness.
They watched the Great Han cavalry, which traversed through the rain of blood. Their hearts trembled. Even their emperor, as powerful as he was, could not withstand the saber might of Xu Chu, who was like a god or demon.
Ancestor, can he do it?
"Kill!"
Inside the imperial capital, remaining palaces and pavilions completely collapsed under the Great Han's鋒芒 (sharpness/edge). The two great armies of the Great Han, wielding long sabers, spread out across the ruins of the imperial capital, sometimes in squads of four, sometimes in squads of ten, scattering in all directions.
The ruins of the imperial capital were covered, and there were broken ravines that went down endlessly. Coupled with the suppression of the wild fortune within the imperial capital, the soldiers were unable to tread on air.
The broken walls and ruins were insufficient to support army operations. The orders from the two great military banners in the void were conveyed, and countless soldiers spread out, gradually clearing the ruins of the land.
In just a few dozen breaths, the Great Han soldiers from all directions advanced step by step, their sabers and spears striking horizontally with sharp edges. Heavenly demon soldiers who crawled out of the ruins were reaped by the sharp edges, unable to resist.
"Kill!"
Gongsun Zan turned his warhorse. His long spear was stained with thick blood. Countless cavalry horses turned in unison, quietly awaiting orders.
The battlefield outside the imperial city was a rolling tide of blood, with layers of blood covering its original appearance. Corpses piled up like mountains. Some bodies were trampled by the legions, turning into meat paste mixed with blood and soil, flesh mixed with broken white bone fragments in the mud.
"Charge!"
Gongsun Zan roared with all his might. The army thundered. Hundreds of thousands of cavalry horses surrounded the imperial capital. Between the cavalry and the ruined imperial capital, the battlefield flowed with blood. Countless heavenly demon soldiers looked around in terror.
"Kill!"
The earth-shattering roars made the heavenly demon soldiers tremble from body to soul. Countless soldiers were so frightened that they fell to the ground, desperately crawling amidst the blood and corpses, without direction.