Boom! With the Right Chancellor’s command issued. The Wan-Kong Cosmos camp boiled over; countless terrifying auras tore through the void, rending the universe, annihilating all directions.
At the forefront of the army, one massive bolt-thrower after another was pushed out, aiming at the Great Wall, gathering power, ready to fire.
These crossbows were ten thousand zhang long, covered in countless profound patterns, glimmering with a ghostly cold light, incomparably sharp, able to pierce all things. Those of weaker cultivation would feel a stab of pain in their eyes from a single glance.
"Loose!"
A commander drew his war-sword and shouted loudly. Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Whoosh whoosh whoosh! Whoosh whoosh whoosh! The dense volleys of bolts tore through the air like wraiths walking in darkness, carrying the power of destruction, shattering vast swathes of starry sky, landing with precise accuracy upon the Great Wall.
However, these bolts failed to inflict damage upon the Qin Dynasty legions; all of them were blocked by the Great Wall.
Sparks flew in all directions! Very soon, at the foot of the Great Wall, the piled-up bolts were as high as mountains!
Seeing this scene, the Right Chancellor’s expression grew utterly grim. He had arranged for powerhouses to duel precisely to avoid attacking the Great Wall, thereby reducing casualties.
Reality proved his decision correct. But alas, the Qin Dynasty fate-dynasty’s experts were too monstrous, forcing him to attack the Great Wall.
"Void Wilderness Legion, charge!"
The Right Chancellor coldly ordered. He knew that this order might lead to countless soldiers falling, but he knew even more clearly that the Qin Dynasty fate-dynasty’s potential was too terrifying and must be eradicated as early as possible.
As long as the Qin Dynasty fate-dynasty could be annihilated, paying some price would be worth it.
"Kill kill kill!"
A tidal roar of slaughter surged forth. The Void Wilderness Legion, formed of fifty million Voidness race soldiers, brandished their war-weapons, blessing themselves with military soul power, and charged toward the Great Wall.
"Loose arrows!"
On the Great Wall, Bai Qi saw the enemy surging like a tide and gave a loud order.
Soldiers from all major legions obeyed, drawing longbows from their personal spaces. The bows were covered in Formations that aided the soldiers in drawing, unleashing even greater might.
Aside from the longbows, the arrows were also extremely unique, fire-red in color, carved with profound patterns.
Faintly, they emanated a powerful force. After drawing their longbows and arrows, the soldiers of the major legions skillfully nocked and drew, their arms straining as the Formations activated, loosing countless arrows that blazed with firelight, illuminating the universe.
"Defend!"
The leading commander of the Void Wilderness Legion, seeing this, pulled a shield from his personal space and raised it over his head.
The other soldiers of the Void Wilderness Legion did the same, all raising their shields and closing ranks, linking shield to shield, turning them into a single whole as they continued their charge.
"Ding ding ding..."
At that moment, countless arrows fell, striking the shields and producing a crisp ringing sound; yet they did not pierce the shields, instead embedding in them at an angle, making each shield look like a hedgehog.
The soldiers hiding beneath the shields let out a breath, a faint smile appearing on their faces.
Rumble rumble rumble! But in the next breath, their hearts lurched, as a world-shaking explosion rang in their ears.
The arrows embedded askew in the shields suddenly blazed into roaring flame, bursting with a searing red radiance, then detonated with a thunderous boom, unleashing scorching waves of fire that devoured all.
This time, the soldiers sheltering beneath the shields failed to escape calamity, transformed into balls of fire, struggling in agony.
Screams, howls, curses, cries of despair... Accompanied by the stench of burning flesh.
Echoed through the starry sky. The horror of the scene was enough to chill any onlooker to the bone.
To be burned alive— It could be counted among the most painful deaths in the world.
After one volley of arrows, at least a million Void Wilderness Legion soldiers had fallen, vaporized by the high heat, and tens of thousands more lay wounded in the starry sky, wailing in torment.
"Ice Tortoise King, to battle!"
The Right Chancellor’s mouth twitched, his eyes reddening as he gave the order.
He was growing anxious. Up to now, the Voidness race had lost three Molding Dao Realm Martial Artists and a million soldiers dead, while the Qin Dynasty fate-dynasty?
Not a single casualty!
"As you command!"
An old man with a hunched frame, hair and beard snow-white, a tortoise shell on his back, stepped out, his entire body wrapped in endless cold Qi, and shouted in a ringing voice: "Warriors of the Ice Tortoise Clan, follow this king into battle!"
Ice Tortoise Clan! One of the twelve royal clans of the Wan-Kong Cosmos, possessing two Molding Dao Realm Martial Artists, adept at ice-type power, and endowed with incomparable defensive strength—perfectly suited to counter the Qin Dynasty fate-dynasty’s arrows.
"Kill kill kill!"
A distant starfield suddenly turned white as fifty million Ice Tortoise Clan soldiers emerged, their cold Qi surging and freezing the vast starfield.
"Ice Ancestor war soul, arise!"
The Ice Tortoise King’s body flickered and appeared amid the legion, his gaze intimidating, radiating endless killing intent.
Vast swathes of the starry sky collapsed. A colossal phantom of an ice tortoise manifested, thousands of light-years tall, like a vast, heavy world unto itself, its aura grand and overwhelming, shaking heaven and earth.
"Roar!"
Once the Ice Ancestor war soul appeared, it threw back its head and howled to the heavens, Divine Power passing through the ages, shaking the cosmos, making innumerable stars tremble as though they might fall at any moment.
After a long while, the starry sky returned to normal. The Ice Ancestor war soul looked to the Great Wall, its eyes like the Star Sea, coldly overlooking the Qin Dynasty legions from on high, viewing them as mere ants.
"Kill!"
The Ice Tortoise King shouted, controlling the Ice Ancestor war soul as it charged forward.
During this advance, arrows fell like rain in sheets, yet all were blocked by the Ice Ancestor war soul, and even the blazing fire from the exploding arrows was dispersed by its cold Qi.
In no time at all, the Ice Tortoise Clan warriors had reached the foot of the Great Wall.
"Deploy the Ice Sea Formation!"
The Ice Tortoise King did not continue his charge; instead, he turned and gave the order.
The fifty million Ice Tortoise Clan soldiers swiftly split apart, taking up special positions. Their cold Qi surged into the heavens, forming a vast Formation that shrouded ten million light-years around.
Within this region, cold Qi coiled like dragons. Many arrows shot from the Great Wall were frozen solid by the cold Qi at the instant of explosion.
"Pass the order: all major legions charge together, strive to take the Heavenly River Cosmos in one fell swoop!"
The Right Chancellor’s eyes gleamed; he could hardly wait as he gave the command.
As his voice fell. The surrounding starfields roiled violently, five spatial corridors splitting open, from which royal-clan soldiers kept tearing free of the void, forming neat battle-lines in the starry sky, their surging Evil Qi soaring to the heavens and sweeping across all directions.
In the first spatial corridor stood one hundred million soldiers of the Knowing Mantis Clan, war-blades in hand, their eyes emerald and ferocious.
In the second spatial corridor stood eighty million Fire Mouse Clan soldiers, petite in build, their bodies wreathed in flame, like spirits of fire.
In the third spatial corridor stood sixty million Ghost Fish Clan soldiers, their bodies black-blue, adept at wielding ghostly power and water power, creating "Water Ghost Domains"!
In the fourth spatial corridor stood fifty million Ground Cow Clan soldiers, human in shape yet bearing twin horns like two heavenly blades, stabbing through the universe.
As for the fifth spatial corridor, only a hundred Thunder Clan soldiers stood within, clad in black robes, incomparably mysterious...
Aside from these, there were another two hundred million Voidness race soldiers forming ranks and advancing toward the Great Wall, Power of Dao Laws towering, Power of Laws crisscrossing, military soul power coiling...
All the soldiers together numbered more than five hundred million! Five hundred million!
One must know, any soldier qualified to take part in the cosmic war was an elite of their respective cosmos, with a minimum cultivation of the Dao Saint Realm.
The world-crushing might generated by five hundred million of the Dao Saint Realm was enough to sweep across eternity.

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