Chapter 1548 - 1538: The Dark Legion

Chapter 1548: Chapter 1538: The Dark Legion

"Issue the decree, commanding the Qin Dynasty, Ten Thousand Slaughter Hall, and the Six Races of Emperor Blood to cease their battles!"

The Dao Saint Temple, where a cold female voice echoed from the central hall, carried an undeniable authority, resonating through heaven and earth.

Heaven and earth submit!

All living beings bow!

"As you command!"

An elderly white-haired man bowed, holding a scroll of the decree, and flew into a space portal, disappearing from sight.

...

"Blocked again!"

"Excellent!"

"I want to see just how deep your reserves are, Qin Wudao!"

The Dark God Master took a deep breath, and with a swipe of his Devil God Spear, the void before him stretched endlessly, revealing countless coffins emanating a dense aura of death.

Most of these coffins had decayed, but ten thousand red coffins, three hundred purple coffins, and fifty golden coffins remained intact.

"Awaken!"

"Dark Legion!"

From his personal space, the Dark God Master retrieved a Token and threw it into the void ahead.

Instantly, the ’corpses’ that had lain in the decayed coffins for a trillion years suddenly opened their eyes, unleashing terrifying auras that stirred the universe.

They stood up from the coffins, raising their faces to the sky with long howls.

One!

A hundred!

Ten thousand!

A million...

Eventually, the entire starry sky was filled with lifeless soldiers of the Dark Legion, numbering up to a billion, all with cultivation above the Creation Realm, horrifying beyond belief.

After they appeared, they assembled in formation in the starry sky and fell silent.

Boom!

At this moment.

The ten thousand red coffins suddenly exploded.

Revealing ten thousand fierce entities with blue faces and fangs, clad in armor akin to humanoid beings; they were Dark Legion Colonels, their cultivation level at the very least reaching the Molding Dao Realm.

After they appeared, they flew forward to the Dark Legion of a billion soldiers, assembling neatly in formation.

"War!"

Then, the lids of the three hundred purple coffins were pushed open, unleashing auras of the Three Knowledge Realm, and these were the Dark Legion Generals.

Ten thousand Dark Legion Colonels and a billion Dark Legion soldiers bowed slightly.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh!

The three hundred Dark Legion Generals broke through the void, dividing the billion-strong army into three hundred square formations.

"The Creation Realm as soldiers, the Molding Dao Realm as colonels, the Three Knowledge Realm as generals—are the fifty golden coffins holding warriors of the Causal Realm?"

The martial artists observing from afar saw the Dark Legion’s formation and took a cold breath, silently deducing.

Fifty strong entities of the Causal Realm!

Thinking of this.

Everyone’s hearts trembled in unison.

Is this the foundation of the Dark Saint Hall, daring to oppose all forces in the infinite universe?

Too terrifying!

Rumble!

Under everyone’s gaze.

The fifty golden coffins opened slowly.

Out emerged fifty kings of the Dark Legion, their auras retracted, appearing like ordinary men, with even a touch of handsome features.

"Pay homage to our King!"

All the soldiers of the Dark Legion now knelt on one knee, respectfully saluting.

"Kill!"

One of the Kings of the Dark Legion extended his right hand, conjuring a spear entwined with death in the air, hoarsely roaring the order.

Darkness descends!

All things fall!

An unintelligible and terrifying aura erupted from the Dark Legion, crushing toward the Qin Dynasty.

Its power was nearly enough to suppress both the intermediate and low-level cosmic groups.

Observers even entertained an absurd thought: if the Dark Legion grew any stronger, it might divide the infinite universe in two.

"Can the Qin Dynasty endure?"

Within the Immortal Treasure World, the Grand Elder kept a watchful eye on the Qin Dynasty.

Not only him, but all the powerful beings in the infinite universe focused their gaze on the Qin Dynasty, filled with curiosity.

"Terracotta Warriors, to battle!"

Qin Wudao’s face remained without excess emotion.

"Wind!"

"A great wind!"

"Valiant Old Qin, let’s face the nation’s crisis together..."

An ancient voice issued a series of echoes from the Nine Provinces’ heavenly world, long reverberating and lingering.

Storm clouds gathered.

The starry sky shook violently.

Under everyone’s gaze, ten thousand Terracotta Warriors clad in armor and wielding bronze war weapons emerged, forming a military formation that gathered the soul of the First Emperor, traversing the universe.

Boom!

As they appeared, a strong aura of iron and blood washed over, suppressing everything.

Space-time shattered.

Dimensions continually reversed.

"War!"

After departing the Great Wall, ten thousand Terracotta Warriors roared, raising their bronze war weapons, unleashing boundless power, continuously pouring into the soul of the First Emperor.

Clang!

After absorbing the immense strength.

The soul of the First Emperor drew the Sword of the Emperor, slashing toward the black torrent of the Dark Legion ahead.

Boom!

The Fate Realm warrior of the Dark Legion at the forefront was split in half by the war sword, releasing a wisp of black air turning into two sections of dried corpses.

In truth, the soldiers of the Dark Legion were all dead.

The Dark Saint Hall used a very special method to transform deceased strong entities into beings neither human nor puppet; once killed, their corpse gods would rot.

This could be called a method of the underworld!

"Roar!"

The remaining Dark Legion, angered by the death of their comrades, led the vast army to surround the Terracotta Warriors.

At a glance, it resembled a rising tide threatening to engulf a tiny expanse of sand.

Rumble!

A few breaths later.

The two sides clashed together.

The Terracotta Warriors, submerged by the sea of people, did not crumble at a touch; like divine weapons honed through endless ages, they proved invincible, inflicting heavy damage on the Dark Legion.

Yet to end the battle quickly was still quite challenging.

Qin Wudao watched the battlefield for a while, then looked up at the Dark God Master, coldly stating: "Whatever methods you have left, bring them all forth! I will receive them all!"

The Dark God Master’s expression turned somewhat grim.

He eyed the Qin Dynasty, clearly a force of intermediate cosmic level, yet it seemed like a bottomless black hole, concealing far too many hidden powers.

Too resilient!

In an unguarded moment, the Dark God Master felt a flicker of regret; perhaps he shouldn’t have opposed the Qin Dynasty.

But this thought vanished quickly.

The Dark Saint Hall and the Qin Dynasty held different positions; if this grand battle didn’t erupt now, it would invariably do so in the future.

Moreover, given the Qin Dynasty’s potential and strength, with time, the Dark Saint Hall would likely not be their match.

Thus, declaring war on the Qin Dynasty now was the right decision.

After all.

The situation had progressed to this point, what was there left to consider?

The Dark God Master fixed his gaze on Qin Wudao, tightening his grip on the Devil God Spear, stepping toward the Qin Dynasty, crossing the battlefield as if entering an uninhabited land.

Suddenly, Qin Wudao sensed enormous pressure.

Yet he remained calm.

He still had two aces up his sleeve.

With a wave of his right hand, two Tokens appeared before him.

The one on the left was Mysterious Fate’s.

The one on the right was given by Sword One.

Breaking the Token in a crucial moment could summon assistance.

But whom to call?

Recalling the previous battle where the Grand Elder used several Tokens just to summon Mysterious Fate, Qin Wudao quietly gripped the right Token, breaking it with force.

Come quickly!

Sword One!