The Wanlei tribe stopped in mid-air, fifty miles from the enemy.
Everyone was silent, only the sound of rain hitting their bodies.
The scene before them shocked the hearts of all.
Millions of corpses, piled like a mountain, the smell of blood and decay assailing them.
On the Great Wall, countless soldiers of the Qian Kingdom stood there, pointing and laughing at those below.
In their eyes, what lay below was a good show.
The performers were acting with their lives.
They didn't care about outsiders, nor did they care about the lives of the grassland people.
Even if they all died, what then? It would only relieve them of many worries.
Anyway, with the immortals' barrier, they couldn't break through.
In the center of the Great Wall, many people in ornate clothes were smiling and fawning over a fat man.
That fat man, clad in a yellow dragon robe and wearing an imperial crown, sat on a lounge chair under a canopy, sipping fine wine, pointing at those below with great interest.
He was the emperor of the southern country, personally coming to witness this historic and earth-shattering battle.
Beside him were historians, taking notes. Jianxin thirty-six years, the Emperor personally visited the Great Wall, cultivators from beyond the heavens slaughtered over three million six hundred thousand slaves to offer to heaven and earth, and refine secret methods.
The remaining cultivators from beyond the heavens in the north were their enemies, with two armies facing each other, the battle about to commence.
The allied forces gathered an army of over five hundred thousand, with over six hundred thousand sacred beasts.
The Wan character flag formation had a total of two giant beasts, four war vessels, over fifty thousand troops, and an unknown number of sacred beasts.
The Emperor smiled and said, this battle, the Wan character flag formation was bound to fail.
"They are here."
Wan Lei spoke indifferently, his eyes filled with killing intent.
Opposite them, six cultivators at the Mahayana stage flew towards them.
Liu Qinglin, Wu Di, Zhou Zhanxin, Dun Wushen, Bei Hanwu, Yunxiao Shangren.
Six people, six Mahayana stage cultivators, stood proudly in the air, contemptuously scanning the group of ants before them.
The leader of the ants, Wan Lei, was merely a stronger ant.
"Wan Lei, I never expected that such a day would come, that you would have the qualifications to stand before me.
You truly are a formidable young man.
We have a benevolent nature and do not wish to engage in a great battle that harms living beings, so we are giving you a chance.
You hand over the heads of your Mahayana stage cultivators and commit suicide here, and we will agree to disband your tribe and have you join ours, entering the Great Wall together.
Alternatively, you all die here."
As soon as these words were spoken, the people of the Dengyan tribe were all enraged, their eyes burning as they glared at Liu Qinglin.
"They have a benevolent nature," what shamelessness! Did they not see the millions of corpses behind them?
However, no one spoke, quietly waiting for Wan Lei, waiting for his command to tear the enemies before them to shreds.
All eyes were on Wan Lei.
Wan Lei said nothing, but instead patted his storage bag, and six Mahayana stage cultivators flew out.
Huo Liuli, Yijian Tian, Daoluo Zhenren, Nanmu Zhizhu, Liyu Xingzhu, Kuang Yaojun.
Six bloody heads, six glorious battle achievements.
Liu Qinglin glanced at Wan Lei in surprise, then smiled.
"Indeed, you are a smart person after all. Since you choose to sacrifice yourself to protect everyone, then I shall not decline.
I am extremely impressed by young Wan Lei's understanding of righteousness, hahahaha."
However, at this moment, Wan Lei moved.
Boom!!!
One palm.
Wan Lei shattered the six heads before him with a single palm strike.
"You..."
Liu Qinglin and the others were greatly shocked, looking up at Wan Lei in astonishment.
"I think... using your heads to enter the Great Wall is the best way."
Wan Lei grinned ferociously, his eyes red, gnashing his teeth.
This move of his caught everyone on the opposite side completely off guard.
Originally, according to their plan, Wan Lei had six Mahayana stage heads. If they defeated Wan Lei's side, these six heads, plus the heads of Chen Yijun and Fang Jufeng, a total of eight heads, would be enough for the six of them to share.
But now, Wan Lei had smashed those six heads in front of them. Even if they ultimately won, the two heads on the other side would not be enough for them to divide.
Unless... unless they killed each other, and then killed two more, so that four heads would be enough for four people.
After all, no one wanted their tribe to be forced to join others to enter the Great Wall, thus greatly reducing the rewards they received in the end.
After all, those immortals had not guaranteed that those without heads would also receive rewards.
What a brilliant stratagem of sowing discord.
This move immediately created a rift in the minds of Liu Qinglin and the other five.
As for Wan Lei, he feared nothing. If they lost, then everything would be over, but if they won, then six heads would be enough for them to share.
"Despicable wretch..."
Liu Qinglin's gaze was sinister, his bone-chilling stare seeming to want to tear Wan Lei apart.
"Little thief, do you truly intend to oppose me to the end? If you lose, remember that all these people behind you were harmed by you."
"If I lose, I will naturally bear my responsibility. That is far kinder than you slaughtering millions of people for no reason."
"Hmph, I slaughtered millions of people? What a joke.
These people also died because of you. If you hadn't come menacingly, holding the heads and refusing to give them to me, how could I have done such a thing?
If I hadn't done it for self-preservation, if I hadn't done it to kill you, how could I have slaughtered these millions of people?
Speaking of which, it's all your fault. If you had obediently handed over the heads, how would these people have died in vain?"
What kind of twisted logic is this? The abuser is pitied as innocent, while the victim is guilty.
"Your Liu family truly is accustomed to being superior, always thinking you are right, thinking that others' lives are worthless, that millions of people combined are not as important as your own life.
You want to kill others, but you don't allow others to resist, and if they resist, they are guilty.
Heh, what a shameless old thief."
"In this world, the strong live and the weak die. My Liu family stands proudly in the world, so naturally, those who follow us prosper, and those who oppose us perish.
Moreover, these people are all burdens, useless things. You don't want them, and I don't want them either. They will die in this Life-Guiding Land sooner or later.
Instead of dying in vain, it is better to become nourishment for my Blood Demon Burning Heaven Technique, to help me fight you. It can be considered their great merit, a fitting end."
"You are shameless!!!"
A roar of anger came from behind Wan Lei.
Everyone looked, and saw that Liu Yuxin's eyes were teary, holding a long saber in her hand, being held back tightly by Wan Liuchuan.
"Oh, Yuxin, why did you go to the other side?"
Liu Qinglin feigned a look of great surprise.
In fact, he had already received reports from his spies that Liu Yuxin had joined Wan Lei's faction.
"Hurry and come over, those people are bad guys. Come behind your uncle, and I'll take you home."