Ma Yuan, gripping the ancient elephant-trunk crescent moon blade, stood aloft in the ninth heaven, his icy gaze sweeping across the entire battlefield.
"Charge!"
Seeing the arrow rain vanish and the massive stones disappear, Ma Yuan coldly roared, giving the final command for the charge.
"Boom!"
From the forefront of the Fire Crow Army, fifty thousand Azure Dragon soldiers charged out. Due to the tangled jungle and the strewn rubble, the ambush forces on both flanks, totaling forty thousand men, began converging towards the front.
Streams of azure light rent the thick, heavy sanguine aura of the battlefield. On the mountaintop, a thousand soldiers descended to the ground, charging towards the remnants of the Fire Crow Army.
Having been riddled by arrows, bombarded by stones, and having lost their main general, the Fire Crow Army had lost all morale. Their eyes were filled with terror, their faces with unwillingness and doubt, as they fell mercilessly into the blood.
Puffs of hot blood extinguished the flames!
Blades flashed, azure streams of light spread, and Fire Crow soldiers fell into the blood, revealing their fiery red bodies. Their brilliant, fiery feathers dulled in moments.
The remaining Fire Crow Army, less than a third of its original strength, saw its numbers further dwindle in mere moments. Countless fleeing Fire Crow soldiers were sent to their deaths by the sharp edges of stones. In the battlefield, severed heads, adorned with blood, were thrown into the void, their large Fire Crow heads resembling massive stones crashing into pools of blood, sending crimson splashes flying.
"Kill!"
The forty thousand Azure Dragon soldiers from the rear had completed their maneuver. Gripping their weapons, they angrily stormed into the battlefield. Waves of blood surged across the ground, and bodies fell like stalks of wheat.
Mournful wails filled the battlefield!
Ma Xi, the second elder of the Fire Crow clan and a powerful figure at the center of authority, along with the Taigu Desolation Realm's elite army – the Fire Crow Army – were all buried on this treacherous mountain path.
...
"Ah..."
"Screech..."
The tragic state of the Fire Crow Army was mirrored on the other two routes, with waves of chaotic screams echoing through the tranquil, endless mountain range.
Chen Tang, standing on the head of the left deputy general, his gaze coldly fixed on the land before him. As far as the eye could see, massive Fire Crow corpses stretched for miles, blood flowed freely, and the flames on the bodies of the Fire Crow soldiers were all extinguished.
Elsewhere, Cen Peng led a hundred thousand blood-drenched Azure Dragon soldiers across a river of blood. Bodies littered the ground, and a suffocating aura permeated the air. A strong, pungent scent of blood wafted through the void.
Fifty thousand Fire Crow soldiers, in this single battle, were all annihilated by the Azure Dragon Legion in the mountains less than fifty li from the gates of the Great Han Kingdom.
...
In the far north of the Heavenly Demon Desolation Realm, this was the northernmost point of the Savage Realm. Mountains stretched for billions of li, forming a barrier that separated the Savage Realm from the outside world.
Ancient legends spoke of a vaster world beyond the Savage Realm, from which the myriad tribes of the Savage Realm, including humanity, had migrated and gradually settled, surviving until the present day.
For countless millennia, no warrior from the myriad tribes of the Savage Realm had been able to cross the mountains stretching for billions of li. Whether they succeeded or failed, these matters were never proven.
However, since the arrival of outsiders into the Savage Realm, over millions of years, only Venerable Wu Yang was recorded in legend.
A person who brought hope to the Savage Realm, yet also tore it apart.
The far north, a territory at the northernmost edge of the Heavenly Demon Desolation Realm, gradually became a place of pilgrimage for the myriad tribes of the Savage Realm after the arrival of Venerable Wu Yang.
Since Emperor Wu obtained the Nine Revolutions Nirvana Golden Body here, this place has been closely watched by the myriad tribes, all hoping to find Venerable Wu Yang's secret treasures and obtain some precious cultivation resources.
Apart from the top powers and tribes of the four great desolation realms, other tribes wishing to explore for treasures here needed at least to reach the Tongtian realm. Otherwise, coming here would only be asking for trouble, resulting in minor injuries at best, and death at worst.
Essentially, any warrior entering this territory had a cultivation base of at least the Tongtian or Huatian realm.
With the appearance of the Nine Revolutions Nirvana Golden Body, three Desolation Lords and twelve great top Creation Demon Ancestors were drawn to gather. In this hundred-li radius, numerous tribal warriors had congregated.
Of course, they did not dare to enter the core area of the far north. Most of them lingered around the periphery, hoping to catch a glimpse of the legendary Nine Revolutions Nirvana Golden Body, and more importantly, to see who had obtained it.
He Yuanqing and Liang Shisai, after several days of travel, finally entered the vicinity of the far north. Perhaps due to their soaring blood energy and imposing aura, even some demon beast warriors dared not speak, their eyes filled with shock as they looked at the two.
"Look, are those humans?"
"Humans? How can there be humans here!"
Some demon beasts, upon seeing the two, couldn't help but exclaim. Humans had not emerged from the Southwest Region for a million years, let alone ten thousand years ago, when a war almost relegated humanity to a third-rate power in the Savage Realm.
"Impossible, no way, it's true! Am I dreaming?"
"These two humans have such powerful blood energy, comparable to the Demon Ancestors I've seen before."
An older demon beast stared at them, its eyes wide with disbelief.
"Nonsense. How powerful are Demon Ancestors? Even with all four great desolation realms combined, there are only sixteen of them."
"Besides, humans are currently the weakest tribe. This is the consensus of the myriad tribes of the Savage Realm!"
A young demon beast, enraged, roared at the older one.
"Hmph, you are still young. No matter how weak humans are, they are still stronger than us. Among those present, dare your tribe compare to the Lieyan Rhinoceros, Blood Python, Shitian Greedy Wolf, and Iron Lion, these four great tribes!"
The older demon beast, his face somber, immediately stated, "Ten thousand years ago, although humans suffered a great defeat, our four great desolation realms still dispatched many Demon Ancestors to act together before we could destroy the human imperial dynasty!"
"Even after ten thousand years of suppression, humans have not been completely wiped out!"
"You... we are both of the demon beast lineage, yet you elevate humans like this!" The young demon beast's face turned crimson.
"Heh heh heh, although we are demon beasts, we are also divided. Do not lump us together!"
The elder sneered.
"Senior speaks the truth. The myriad tribes fight amongst themselves, merely united under the command of the four Desolation Lords for now."
"However, you say, why have humans suddenly appeared? I heard that humans are currently led by a Han Emperor, who not long ago annihilated the armies of the four tribes of Lieyan Rhinoceros, Blood Python, Shitian Greedy Wolf, and Iron Lion!"
"More than that!"
At this moment, a demon beast stood up.