Fifteen miles away from the Qingcang Imperial Army led by Commander Qingming, the Qilin Legion, under the command of Commander Qin Qiong, stretched for several miles. They were stationed in an orderly fashion, without any ambushes or combat preparations, appearing as if they were merely resting. They stood there dryly.
Countless soldiers of the Qilin Legion wore red armor. The Qilin Legion was equipped with Qilin long-handled sabers. The blade and the handle were almost equal in length. At the end of the handle, a red, open-mouthed Qilin was carved, with the entire blade extending from its mouth.
Qilin soldiers stood in solemn rows, their immense killing aura enveloping the surroundings. The entire world seemed to turn blood-red, oppressive and heavy.
Slowly, the killing aura intensified, and the blood-red hue seemed to come alive, flowing gently in the void, sweeping across the sky like a roaming dragon.
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"They've arrived!"
Inside the war chariot, Qingming's hoarse, ancient voice suddenly sounded. Outside, Qingfeng and Huatai had already put on solemn expressions, gazing into the distant void. The terrifying surge of blood essence and killing intent, like a boundless dragon of blood, declared their iron-blooded ruthlessness.
"Father?"
Qingfeng turned his head and inquired. Although his father had been stripped of his official titles by the Qingcang Human Emperor and was merely stationed with the army in a royal capacity, his cultivation had reached the third level. He suppressed the two of them. The Human Emperor's intention was for Qingming to oversee the central army.
"Notify the army to advance and meet the enemy!"
"Yes, Father!"
Qingfeng turned to look at Huatai. Huatai smiled gently, waved his flag, and declared, "All troops, advance!"
Suddenly, a dense surge of blood essence, like a dragon, shot straight into the heavens, responding to the Han Qilin Legion. Since others were not concealing their intentions, they could not appear weaker.
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"Rumble!!"
The army, like a dragon, advanced and within moments, pressed to within three hundred zhang of the Han Qilin Legion. Qingming emerged from the war chariot and gazed into the distance.
He saw banners fluttering in the direction of the Han Qilin Legion. As far as the eye could see, it was a sea of red, which echoed the blood aura that resembled a roaming dragon in the void.
The entire Qilin Legion, nearly three hundred thousand soldiers, was fully arrayed, showcasing all their might to the Qingming Army.
"Hmph!"
"What audacity!"
Qingming snorted coldly. With a sweep of his gaze, he understood the overall strength of the Qilin Legion: all were Grandmasters, with the presence of two experts at the Rongtian realm and two at the Tianwu realm.
"Old Ming!"
Huatai frowned. Why would the Han go to such lengths, revealing their strength in this manner? Arraying themselves like this, waiting for their army without any defenses, this move was truly bizarre.
"The main general ahead, are you willing to meet?" Qingming roared. Although his voice was not as resonant as a young warrior's, it was full of majesty.
"Commander of the Han Qilin Legion - Qin Qiong!"
"May I know who you are?"
Qin Qiong's expression was calm, and he responded softly.
"Heh heh heh, I am Qingming. You wait for me so openly. Do you already know you are no match for me, and thus wish to surrender!" Qingming's tone was icy.
"Hahahaha!"
Upon hearing this, Qin Qiong burst into laughter. Immediately, the Qilin Legion also let out light chuckles, momentarily easing the tense atmosphere.
"Insolent!"
Qingfeng's rage flared. How dare they mock his father like this! He was about to make a move, while Qingming's face also turned ashen.
"Qingfeng, let me handle this battle!"
Huatai, gripping his black saber, rode forward and stood between the two armies, pointing his saber at the Qilin Legion.
"I am Marquis Huatai, who dares to fight!"
As soon as the words fell, Li Bai, who had been reclining in the command tent, with sword energy swirling around him, prepared to strike. With a roar, his voice shook the four directions, "Behold the mace!"
"Boom!!"
Qin Qiong stepped into the void and struck with his mace. The entire void rippled with waves. Golden mace light, like the illumination of Buddha, shone everywhere!
Almost at the moment Li Bai's sword energy surged, Qin Qiong struck directly. Firstly, Li Bai was hidden within the command tent, which was a grand gift prepared for Qingming. Secondly, Huatai, at the front of the formation, was not someone he could handle alone.
"Seeking death!"
Huatai's expression instantly turned ferocious. He gripped his black saber tightly. The enemy general's move indicated that the Qilin Legion was nothing special, and the other Rongtian realm expert was also mediocre.
Qingming and Qingfeng, father and son, also had smiles on their lips.
A saber strike descended!
Instantly, a fierce wind howled. A black, spectral light, dozens of meters long, shot out from the saber, intertwined with lightning.
This single strike was enough to tear apart any martial artist below the Rongtian realm!
But as the black saber river approached the golden mace light, it instantly disintegrated, as if evaporating.
Qin Qiong's first move was a full-force attack, giving Huatai no chance to prepare. The golden mace light covered the sky.
Qin Qiong strode forward, holding the golden dual maces in both hands, and swung them with great force. The void instantly exploded with noise, and countless roars shook the surroundings.
"Rumble!"
Thunder boomed, and the golden mace light blotted out the sun. The dual maces were not sharpened. A single strike carried the force of ten thousand jun, capable of destroying mountains and seas, directly shattering Huatai's crazed saber attacks.
With a resounding boom, golden ripples spread like waves, one after another.
"Not good!"
Qingming's face instantly changed dramatically. He could barely sense Huatai's aura. That aura flickered, extremely weak.
"Pfft!"
Huatai was instantly sent flying backward. His black saber slammed into the Qingcang Imperial Army, creating a bloody expanse. Over a thousand people were reduced to blood mist.
Qingming and Qingfeng paid no heed to the safety of their soldiers. Compared to thousands of Grandmasters, they were insignificant in the face of a Rongtian realm expert.
Huatai's chest had almost collapsed, and his legs were gone. Blood and flesh were mangled at the root of his thighs, and long bones, as if cut by a sharp blade, were exposed. He was like a boulder hurled by a catapult, exploding into the ground, blood mist flying.
"Huatai!"
Qingfeng instantly became enraged. This was a person he considered a brother, one of the Four Great Marquises, and the only one who had pledged allegiance to him. Seeing Huatai enveloped in blood mist and dust, his eyes turned red, and he shot towards the void.
Seeing Huatai's state, Qingming knew he was unlikely to survive. He slightly turned his head and directly ordered the entire army to charge and kill the Qilin Legion.
The army's morale was low. Although it was not the best time to charge, the arrows were nocked and had to be fired. Even if he did not wish to, Qin Qiong would force him into a decisive battle.
He stepped forward and punched out, intending to shatter Qin Qiong, who was fighting with his son. However, a sword intent, carrying a faint scent of wine, shot out and directly shattered his punch.
His back suddenly felt cold, and he quickly turned his head: "Who!"
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