"White Tiger Legion's Third Army, kill!!!"
"Not a single soldier of the Yuhua Grand Army shall remain alive here!"
Yang Ye held his great saber, his gaze cold.
Boom!
Before him, Hu Yan Zan, Lu Wen Long, and Wu Jie led two hundred thousand soldiers of the White Tiger Legion's Third Army. They stamped their feet in unison. After a bloody battle, their blood boiled, and some soldiers' long sabers no longer showed their cold glint. As Yang Ye issued his command, they extended their left hands, caressed the blades of their weapons, wiped away the blood, and the icy gleam flashed in the rain of blood.
With the blood wiped away, the sharp blades in the soldiers' hands suddenly erupted with terrifying malevolent energy, and the dim heavens above seemed to press down!
"Rise!!"
Behind Yang Ye stood approximately two hundred thousand troops. Their faces were cold as they knelt on one knee, drew their bows, and nocked their arrows. White arrows bloomed with threads of sky-tearing light!
"Shoot!"
Yang Ye gave the order, and threads of white energy appeared in the void. Immediately after, the dim clouds in the heavens churned, and streaks of blood-red light clashed between the dark clouds!
Boom!
Hundreds of thousands of arrows were shot simultaneously at the command!
The ear-piercing sound of them cutting through the air was like a fierce tiger roaring across the heavens. Especially the hundreds of thousands of arrows, which radiated unmatched sharp light, resembling the four claws of the White Tiger divine beast, or its fangs within its maw!
"Yuhua Divine Dynasty!"
The battlefield was too chaotic, especially after Yu Hua Ming Da's death. It had truly become a slaughterhouse. The Centaur tribe was adept at swift cavalry formations, but now, they were trapped in the ruins of the city by the White Tiger Legion. Smoke and dust billowed everywhere, and the hysterical cries grew weaker and weaker!
In the air, a terrifying killing intent gradually approached. A Centaur soldier looked up and saw a cold glint tear through the dust. Immense power instantly ripped his massive body apart, splattering blood everywhere!
Hundreds of thousands of arrows whistled like white tigers in a jungle, and the dust-shrouded ruins of the city grew quieter. In most areas, the dust dispersed, leaving behind a muddy mire of blood!
"Kill!"
Boom!
After the arrow rain, the two hundred thousand soldiers of the White Tiger Legion before Yang Ye swung their sabers fiercely. White saber light converged within the blood-red clouds, transforming into a thousand-zhang long blade, somewhat resembling a Pu Dao. It descended directly upon the silent ruins!
Boom!
Heaven and earth shattered, and terrifying power once again enveloped the ruined city!!
An hour later, the city that once stood at the border between Dao State and the Yuhua Divine Dynasty was razed to the ground. The thunderous sound of hooves grew distant.
...
While the outside world was caught between ice and fire, within the Gu Yi Zhai of the Yaoguang Divine Dynasty's imperial capital, it was like a paradise.
Zhen Gang, the Grand Elder of the Tian Yuan Sect, Yu Hua Fei Hong, the Prince of Display of the Yuhua Divine Dynasty, and other powerful individuals sat in silence within a grand hall of Gu Yi Zhai.
From the outside, Gu Yi Zhai appeared to be an ordinary building. However, every structure, and even the placement of every spiritual wood, was situated within a formation array.
This Gu Yi Zhai was itself a grand formation. Upon entering Gu Yi Zhai, one had to abide by the Gu family's rules. Furthermore, upon entering Gu Yi Zhai, all contact with the outside world would be severed. No matter what secret methods one possessed to communicate with the outside, they would all become ineffective here.
"The Quasi-Saint Ranking competition has concluded!"
Half a day later.
Zi Hui, within the grand hall, opened his eyes. He glanced at a fluctuation in a rift in the void and said softly.
"King Sheng You, please take a seat."
Not far from Zi Hui, Zhen Gang smiled as he looked at Bu Fan Gu, who was walking in from outside. Beside Zhen Gang sat Yi Ri, the Grand Elder of the Tian Gang Supreme Sect.
"King Sheng You, judging by the commotion, the Quasi-Saint Ranking has likely concluded. With the Quasi-Saint Ranking revealed, the Dao God Realm should be soon. Perhaps these two rankings will bring unexpected gains. The Great Han Celestial Dynasty did not make a move on the Dao God Ranking."
Zhen Gang said with a smile.
"Within the Saint Ranking, there are three Holy Sons. There is nothing to worry about. The three Holy Sons are powerful beings capable of killing Saint Kings across realms. In my opinion, it's fifty-fifty!"
Yi Ri nodded.
"They're out!"
At this moment, a servant of Gu Yi Zhai shouted loudly, and the Quasi-Saint Ranking was unveiled.
"First place: Yue Yun of the Great Han Celestial Dynasty!"
"Second place: Ben Yun of the Great Han Celestial Dynasty Buddhism!"
"Third place: Jiao Yu of the Feng An Divine Dynasty!!"
"Who?"
"Gu Yi Zhai, you must have mistaken. Ben Yun belongs to the Fo Ming Shrine!"
Yi Ri's expression darkened.
"Amitabha!"
Zi Hui chanted a Buddhist name and stood up, a smile on his face. "This humble monk is Zi Hui, the Chief Monk of the Great Han Celestial Dynasty's Buddhism. Greetings to all!"
"You!!"
"You all!!"
Zhen Gang slammed his palm on the table. "Your Fo Ming Shrine..."
"Amitabha. Everyone, from this day forth, there shall be no more Fo Ming Shrine in the Western Hundred Cities."
The entire grand hall fell into silence.
Jiao Fan, Hai Xing Qing, Zhen Gang, Yi Ri, Bu Fan Gu, and Yu Hua Fei Hong were all speechless.
The attitude of the Fo Ming Shrine had always been important. In the Western Hundred Cities, no one could ignore the Fo Ming Shrine, especially with Zhi Xin, a Saint King, still alive.
"All beings, the Quasi-Saint Ranking has been revealed. The top three beings may each bring one other being into the secret realm. Please proceed!"
An old woman, who had somehow appeared beside Gu Duo Er, emerged and waved her hand towards everyone.
Jiao Fan glanced at the people in the hall. The situation in the Western Hundred Cities was becoming increasingly tense. The Fo Ming Shrine merging with the Great Han Celestial Dynasty was like a bolt from the blue. The Great Han Celestial Dynasty, plus the Fo Ming Shrine...
"The Dao God Ranking is unveiled!"
"First place: Yaoguang Divine Dynasty..."
...
Soon, the top three of the Dao God Ranking were also announced. About an hour later, the Saint Ranking also lit up.
The old woman looked at the ranking and nodded. "The top three in the Saint Ranking have been decided. The beings of the Great Han Celestial Dynasty and the Tian Yuan Sect are invited into the secret realm!"
"What?"
Yi Ri was shocked. Long Yuan Holy Son, Hua Fu Holy Son, and Gu Xuan Holy Son, the three Holy Sons had entered the Saint Ranking, yet why was only one spot occupied? How could the Great Han Celestial Dynasty's prodigies occupy two spots?
"Something must have gone wrong!"
"Zhen Gang, the three forces of you and I will meet again before the secret realm. Yi Ri, you and I will go to the Dao God secret realm first!"
Bu Fan Gu's face was pale. The scene before him had exceeded expectations. Even with the combined might of the three primeval Holy Sons, they had lost. The Saint Ranking had concluded, and apart from Ben Kong of Buddhism who had emerged, no other beings had come out.
This meant that two of the three Holy Sons had already perished!
"Right! Within the secret realm, it won't be too late to deal with the Great Han!"
"Let's go!"
Yi Ri turned and entered the Dao God secret realm.
"Great Han Celestial Dynasty, the true battle will commence within the secret realm!"
Bu Fan Gu narrowed his eyes as he glanced at Zi Hui, who was sitting cross-legged. He then turned and, along with the commander of the You Wolf Army, entered the passage to the secret realm.