"War, war, war!"
The thunderous roar shakes the world.
A hundred thousand soldiers clad in golden armor, with cold expressions, fly out from the ranks. Murderous aura envelops them, revealing an extremely terrifying momentum, shattering vast stretches of the starry sky.
Holy War Legion!
One of the main battle groups of the Eternal Clan, always fighting externally, boasting impressive achievements. Since its inception, it has destroyed thousands of civilizations.
This is an iron-blooded legion!
Also a bloodthirsty legion!
The requirements to join the Holy War Legion are unbelievably stringent. The lowest cultivation level must reach the Divine Emperor realm, equivalent to the celestial emperor martial artist in the heavens.
A hundred thousand celestial emperors form this army.
Just the thought of it feels overwhelmingly terrifying, shocking to hear.
"Kill!"
The Thunder God roars, his purple hair flying.
He steps forward.
Transforming into a ferocious thunder dragon, mighty and enormous, billions of miles wide, with dazzling purple electric light, unleashing world-destroying power, sweeping across the cosmos.
Behind him, a hundred thousand soldiers of the ’Holy War Legion’ wield weapons, launching their charge as well.
A flash of eternal divine light.
They arrange a battle formation, concentrating a military spirit, which manifests as a golden three-headed dragon, stretching hundreds of billions of miles, with wings, perched in the starry sky, suppressing everything.
In terms of momentum alone, it’s not weaker than the Dao Saint Realm.
Soon.
The Thunder God and the ’Holy War Legion’ arrive outside the Great Wall.
Inside the Great Wall, Qin Wudao stands with hands behind his back, looking down on the imposing enemy forces with a calm demeanor and no emotional change.
"Break for me!"
The resounding voice of the Thunder God emerges from the gigantic thunder dragon, then he maneuvers the dragon to violently crash into the Great Wall.
This collision.
Turns heaven over!
Shatters the earth!
Twists the galaxy!
"Just a mere wall, thinking to block the divine assault, how laughable!"
Watching the enlarging Great Wall before his eyes, the Thunder God smirks with ridicule.
As for his attack, he’s brimming with confidence.
Thirty million years ago, he used this very strike to penetrate a modest second-level civilization and unleashed heavenly punishment to slay all living beings within.
In the Eternal Realm, he is the supreme god wielding heavenly punishment!
Mastering the power of the thunder dao!
In a moment.
The Thunder God crashes into the Great Wall.
Yet in that instant, he feels as if he’s collided into an indestructible primeval God Mountain, seeing stars, with his consciousness entirely blurred.
As for the billion-miles-long thunder dragon he had transformed into, it shatters inch by inch, disappearing without a trace.
Thus.
The Thunder God’s true form is exposed beneath the Great Wall, his thunder staff discarded to the side, clutching his head with trembling body, moaning in agony.
Scarlet blood trickles through his fingers, dyeing his armor red.
Unable to recover for a long time.
"Is he an idiot!"
"Does he not know the action of force is mutual?"
Qin Wudao looks at the agonized howling Thunder God, with a strange expression, shaking his head.
Look!
This is the result of little reading.
Using one’s head to crash into the Great Wall, what a man.
Too bad, his head isn’t hard enough.
With a wave of his right hand.
The Xuanyu Sword emerges, slicing out a golden sword qi.
Swish!
The sword qi falls, the Thunder God’s screams abruptly cease, and a head flies through the void, blood splattering across the stars.
If the Black Cosmos were to rate the most suffocating way to die, the Thunder God would undoubtedly be on the list.
A dignified pinnacle Dao Saint strongman, dying from crashing into a wall.
"Fool!"
Inside the carriage, the Eternal King looks somber, still not intending to act himself, ordering in a low voice, "Wind God, Space God, Light God, Elemental God, Death God, the five of you strike together!"
"At your command!"
Five beams of holy light pierce the sky.
"Secret of Wind, Blade of Ten Thousand Winds!"
Wind God wears a blue robe, the force of primordial wind dao rule spans across, condensing around him into thousands of wind blades, resembling countless celestial knives, obliterating everything.
"Space Slice!"
Space God, an elder, with white hair and beard, waves his staff, the infinite space power flows, causing the void before him to collapse, forming a rift, devouring all creation.
"Light Magic, Purification!"
Light God, a woman dressed in white gown, body curvaceous, with ethereal demeanor, extremely pure.
On her person, radiant light erupts, the forces of light surge, purifying the filth of heaven and earth, capable of eradicating all oppositional forces.
"Elemental Reincarnation!"
Elemental God shimmers with multi-hued mystical light, Elemental forces vast, constructs a reincarnation in the starry sky, spinning quickly, chilling to behold.
"Death’s Shroud!"
Death God speaks coldly, raising his staff high, shooting out a black beam.
Endless deathly aura spreads, forming a canopy, blotting out the sun. Numerous death entities emerge from the aura: phantoms, skeletons, bone dragons, hell dogs...
Five overwhelming Dao Saint powers surge across the azure!
The terrifying holy might reign supreme, suppressing the starry sky!
"Gui Guzi, engage!"
Qin Wudao commands calmly.
"At your command!"
Gui Guzi bows, slowly stepping out from the Great Wall, facing the five impending attacks, coldly saying, "Art of Strategy!"
As his words fall.
Countless black and white lights emerge, crisscrossing, covering heaven and earth.
In an instant, within the boundless starry sky, forming an endless exquisite chessboard.
"Power of Armies!"
Gui Guzi speaks again.
Borrowing strength!
This is the inherited divine skill from ’The Source of Strategy.’
The exquisite chessboard shines brightly.
Meanwhile.
Inside the Great Wall, countless terrifying powers soar.
The first legion led by Bai Qi!
The second legion led by Zhao Yun!
The third legion led by Lv Bu!
The fourth legion led by Li Yuanba!
The fifth legion led by Xiang Yu!
The sixth legion led by Han Xin!
The seventh legion led by Huo Qubing!
The eighth legion led by Yue Fei!
The ninth legion led by Xue Rengui...
A total of thirteen legions, boasting the strength of six billion and five hundred million soldiers, falls into the exquisite chessboard, forming countless black pieces, unleashing peerless power.
"Borrow the power of worlds!"
Gui Guzi smiles faintly, speaking again.
As the words fall.
Within the heavens, the original world trembles, thousands of grand worlds tremble, billions of mid-scale worlds tremble, countless small-scale worlds tremble, transforming into innumerable white pieces, falling into the exquisite chessboard.
Boom!
Boundless power gathers.
Unleashing an invincible force, suppresses heaven, suppresses earth, suppresses the starry sky...
Even vaguely suppresses the Black Cosmos.
The terrifying power is no weaker than the Unity Realm Stage martial artist.
"This chess!"
"Using the Qin Dynasty’s army as black pieces, the Qin Dynasty’s realm as white pieces, who dares play?"
Gui Guzi stands before the exquisite chessboard, hands behind, overlooking the five of Wind Gods, asking with a smile.
The fierce stellar wind gusts.
Blowing his robe.
Tousling his long hair.
Yet unable to disperse his booming invincibility, strategic intent.

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