Chapter 1465 - 1456: Going to Battle

Chapter 1465: Chapter 1456: Going to Battle

"No!"

"I must succeed; I cannot fail!"

The Void Lord’s eyes flushed scarlet as he roared inwardly.

He could not bear the consequences of failure.

He knew all too well: if he could not break through to the Three Knowledge Realm, what awaited him would be the annihilation of his clan; the Void Clan, which had flourished for tens of billions of years, would become mere history.

Upon his shoulders rested the future of the Void Clan.

But what could he do to obtain even more energy?

"There is only this path!"

A moment later, a chill gleam flashed in the Void Lord’s eyes as he muttered, "For the sake of the Void Clan, I can only sacrifice you all. Do not blame me..."

Finishing, he slammed his right foot onto the ground, releasing a tide of blood-colored energy that spread from him as the center across the surrounding starfield. In short order, it shrouded the entire Ten-Thousand-Void Universe.

Seen from afar, one would find the Ten-Thousand-Void Universe sealed within a layer of blood mist.

"This is..."

Within the Ground Cow Clan’s domain, atop a towering mountain, the Ground Cow King sat upon a stone chair. Seeing the blood-colored energy covering the universe, his brows knit slightly.

This power was profoundly wicked.

And extremely dangerous.

The Thunder Clan!

Seated within a vast sea of thunderclouds, countless bolts of heavenly lightning tens of thousands of miles long galloped and crashed, obliterating the Void, shaking heaven and earth.

In the eyes of ordinary Martial Artists, this was a forbidden zone of life.

Yet deep within the thunderclouds there lived a special race—the Thunder Clan. The members of this clan were born attuned to lightning power, using heavenly thunder to temper their bodies, incomparably mighty.

"This is bad!"

Beneath a certain mass of thunderclouds, the Thunder King abruptly opened his eyes, terror on his face, and shouted to his clansmen, "Quickly open the spatial passage and leave the Ten-Thousand-Void Universe!"

His voice rolled like waves, echoing through the entire thundercloud sea.

Many Thunder clansmen froze for a moment, but quickly reacted, instantly unleashing their movement techniques and flying toward the spatial passage.

Boom!

But at that moment, the blood-colored energy flooding the Ten-Thousand-Void Universe went berserk, sealing time and space. It was like countless vines wrapping around tens of thousands of Thunder clansmen.

Immediately after, a horrifying scene unfolded.

The Thunder clansmen withered at a speed visible to the naked eye; in just a few breaths, they became piles of white bones, scattering across the ground.

"Void Lord, in order to break through to the Three Knowledge Realm, you would actually blood-sacrifice all living beings in this entire universe!"

Seeing his clansmen die so miserably, the Thunder King’s eyes turned crimson in an instant. He raised his head to the starry dome; through distant time and space he gazed at the Void Lord upon another river of stars and roared in fury.

The Void Lord lowered his head, his expression indifferent, saying nothing.

In truth, he had not wanted to resort to a blood sacrifice; this method was too vicious, offending heaven and earth.

But aside from this, he had no other options.

Between sacrificing all the other clans of the Heavenly River Universe and sacrificing the Void Clan itself, the choice for him was naturally the former.

"Die!"

With that thought, the Void Lord extended his right hand and slapped downward with a single palm.

At once.

Above the thunderclouds, a colossal palm imprint appeared, blotting out the sky and sun, transcending time and space; its width and breadth could not be discerned, as though it encompassed the entire universe.

A single palm to extinguish the world!

A single palm to restart heaven and earth!

"No!"

The surviving Thunder clansmen raised their heads. Seeing the slowly descending palm imprint, their pupils contracted violently, and despair consumed them.

In the next instant, they exploded into clouds of blood mist, body and soul utterly destroyed.

Only the Thunder King, at the final moment, sent forth a thunder pearl that shattered the Void, slipping into the chaotic currents of time and space, vanishing without a trace.

At this, a cold gleam flashed in the Void Lord’s eyes, yet he did not give chase. Now the foremost priority was breaking through to the Three Knowledge Realm; all else could be put aside.

Besides, once he broke through to the Three Knowledge Realm, killing the Thunder King would be nothing but a trivial matter.

An hour later, the Thunder Clan was annihilated.

And this was merely the beginning. The Ground Cow Clan, Fire Mouse Clan, Gold Serpent Clan, Dark Star Clan, and other races could not escape his demonic claws, all following in the Thunder Clan’s footsteps.

The aura of death surged into the heavens, piling upon the starry dome, spawning countless gray death-dragons that buried all under heaven.

The four surrounding starfields split open with countless fissures, collapsing without end.

The entire Heavenly River Universe was marching toward destruction.

"What... what is happening?"

In the Void Realm, the Left Chancellor sensed the turmoil outside and released a wisp of his soul to investigate. Upon seeing the endless white bones carpeting the starfields, he was dumbstruck.

"Just wait quietly!"

"If nothing unexpected happens, the Clan Leader is about to break through!"

Sitting on a chair to the side, Nothingness Wisdom kept his eyes half-closed and spoke calmly.

Regarding the extermination of countless races outside, he felt little. As long as the Clan Leader could break through to the Three Knowledge Realm, let alone absorbing unrelated races, even if he himself had to offer up his life, he would not hesitate in the slightest.

The rise of any race is destined to tread upon an infinite sea of bones.

"Success!"

Beneath the starry dome, joy surfaced on the Void Lord’s face.

By absorbing the energy produced by the blood sacrifice, the "three bodies" behind him had completely solidified. Yet the excessive slaughter had also left its mark upon him: his entire body had turned blood-red, killing intent coiling about him, like a death god walking out from hell.

He slowly spread his arms. In the centers of his palms, two seas of blood appeared.

Within the blood seas, countless spirits wailed in agony.

"Kekeke!"

"Being able to help me break through to the Three Knowledge Realm is your honor..."

The Void Lord’s smile widened at the corners of his mouth, then he raised his head to look westward, baring his teeth in a vicious grin. "Qin Dynasty’s Mandate, I have already broken through to the Three Knowledge Realm. Have you prepared yourselves to die?"

As his words fell, he stepped forward once, appearing outside the Void Realm.

Then, with both hands he lifted the Void Realm and flew toward the Heavenly River Universe. With each flash of his figure, he traversed countless stars.

After he left, the shattered Ten-Thousand-Void Universe began to self-immolate. Flames shot to the heavens, and it completely vanished from the boundless cosmos, reduced to a dead zone.

Perhaps hundreds of billions of years from now, new life would sprout here, nurturing a new civilization.

...

The Great Thousand World of the Nine Provinces Heaven.

Qin Wudao sat upright upon the throne, wearing the Nine-Dragon Imperial Robe, the Flat-Heaven Crown upon his head, two golden dragons coiled beneath his feet. His imperial might billowed vast and boundless, making all living beings submit.

Below, the civil and military officials stood in ranks, smiles upon their faces.

Qin Wudao’s majestic gaze swept over the officials one by one. He nodded silently, incomparably satisfied with the strength of his many ministers.

After this transformation of Fortune, the Qin Dynasty’s Mandate’s top combat power had reached the Peak of the Molding Dao Realm—Mohist and Gui Guzi.

Among them, Mohist’s strength was greater, with half a foot already stepped into the Three Knowledge Realm.

He only needed a period of tempering to officially break through.

Zhao Yun, Bai Qi, Lv Bu, Xiang Yu, Zhang Sanfeng, Lu Ban, and the other ministers who possessed divine status and kingly positions had all broken through to the Molding Dao Realm.

Further behind were Yan Yun’s Eighteen Riders, the generals of Liang Mountain, and the rest, their strength reaching the Peak of the Creation Realm.

At a glance, any minister who could stand in the imperial court had a cultivation base of at least the rule domain. Immortal radiance encircled their bodies, Rule Power surged vast and mighty, fully displaying an invincible bearing.

"How is the strength of the various legions?"

Qin Wudao’s gaze shifted as he asked Wang Jian.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, the soldiers of the main battle legions have all reached the Dao Saint Realm in strength, and those serving as basic officers are at least at the Unity Realm Stage!"

Wang Jian stepped out from the ranks, clasped his hands, and bowed in salute.

"Good."

Qin Wudao nodded in satisfaction, slowly rising to his feet and issuing a solemn command: "Pass my decree: appoint Bai Qi as general, to lead all major legions and exterminate the Void Clan!"

The emperor’s voice rumbled like thunder, resounding through the clouds.