A Godlike Sword Shocked the Entire Battlefield!!

A World Destroying power began to envelop the entire battlefield.

The enemy generals within Northern Plains Pass went from disdain and speechlessness to fear, terror, and panic toward Aiven.

"A bunch of ignorant rats."

"Watch how I shatter Northern Plains Pass with a single sword!"

Aiven's voice echoed between heaven and earth.

The five-second charge was complete.

As Aiven swung his sword, an enormous blade of terrifying Light Attribute energy slashed forth.

At that moment, everyone was consumed by fear of Aiven.

"Quick! Hold the line! Defend!!"

"Ahhh!"

With the combined power of Lu Bu and the other three Titled Douluo, along with the charge of ten thousand men—

The strength of Aiven's Emperor's Power this time had already far surpassed when he fought Spirit Hall's three Great Enshriners.

This slash was even more terrifying than Lu Bu's full-force strike!

In that instant!

The sturdy Northern Plains Pass was blasted apart by Aiven's sword.

"Break for me!!"

Bang! Boom, boom, boom!

With a thunderous explosion—

"Waaahhh, hahaha~!!"

A single sword strike had carved an enormous breach into the entire Northern Plains Pass.

The people within the pass suffered devastating casualties. Countless people were instantly killed by the shockwave of its power!

It was like a sword strike from a god!

All mortals were like ants, facing nightmare-like despair!

All kinds of screams rang out within Northern Plains Pass.

The scene shocked everyone present!

Countless enemy generals raised their heads in terror, gazing up at the six-year-old child shining with golden light in the sky!

They stared at Aiven with absolute terror, dread, and trembling that came from the depths of their hearts.

"A six-year-old Soul Grandmaster... How? How could he unleash such terrifying power?!"

"Could a mortal truly achieve a strike like this?!"

"Who exactly is he?!"

"Is he a god reincarnated?!"

"Terrifying! This is far too terrifying~~!"

"The Kingdom of Aers is finished!!"

With that one sword, the will to fight within Northern Plains Pass crumbled. Many soldiers even wanted to fall to their knees and submit beneath the Emperor's Might radiating from Aiven's Aura.

"Northern Plains Pass has fallen!"

"All Soldiers, charge! Take Northern Plains Pass!"

At Aiven's command—

Our entire army charged in.

"Kill!!!"

With four Titled Douluo-level fighters and several thousand soldiers equipped with hidden weapons—

A force of just over forty thousand utterly crushed the Kingdom of Aers' hundred thousand Garrison Troops at Northern Plains Pass!

Northern Plains Pass was quickly overrun and utterly defeated by the Aiven Duchy army!

The enemy troops scattered and fled.

Many generals even led groups of soldiers to switch sides and surrender to Aiven.

Because they knew very well that the Kingdom of Aers no longer had the ability to stop the Ai City Army.

The Kingdom of Aers once again suffered a disastrous defeat and fled in this battle.

Some fled, some died, and some surrendered.

The soldiers who surrendered numbered as many as ten thousand!

After the Battle of Northern Plains Pass—

The total number of troops in Aiven's army soared directly to more than sixty-five thousand!

Other armies dwindled with every battle, while the Aiven Duchy's forces only grew larger the more they fought.

After more than two months of consecutive defeats—

The Kingdom of Aers, which had originally possessed over two hundred thousand troops, now had fewer than two hundred thousand remaining.

Only one final campaign remained before Aiven Duchy's western conquest was complete: taking Aers Royal City!

Destroying the Kingdom of Aers!

Aiven's small figure stood atop the ruined Northern Plains Pass. More than two months of personally leading troops into battle had seemingly matured his mindset considerably.

He opened the virtual screen again and checked the Conquest System's built-in Mission Two: Become a king and possess your own kingdom. Minimum requirements for founding a nation: command one hundred thousand troops and control at least three cities. Reward: one Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone that could be upgraded to a million years.

The Ai City Army had already conquered and controlled more than three cities during its westward campaign.

They only needed more than thirty thousand additional troops to upgrade from a duchy to a kingdom and claim the reward for Mission Two.

At that moment, Deng Ai appeared beside Aiven. "Reporting to Lord, a message has arrived from Ai City. Wieland Duchy has dispatched fifty thousand troops, and they are marching toward Ai City."

"Wieland Duchy wants to join the fun too? Then we'll fight them together!"

"Once we take down the Kingdom of Aers, we'll head back and wipe out Wieland Duchy as well!"

With Zhang Fei stationed in Ai City, along with ten thousand Garrison Troops and the hidden weapon forces, a mere fifty thousand duchy troops were simply coming to die.

There was no need to worry about the rear.

For now, all they needed to do was destroy the Kingdom of Aers first.

Aiven immediately pressed the advantage, leading his army onward in its western campaign.

They marched straight toward the final destination: Aers Royal City.

Two days later—

The Ai City Army had already arrived beneath the royal city walls!

"We've finally arrived. So this is the Aers Capital." Aiven looked at the city before him and gave a cold smile.

He summoned his Emperor Sword Spirit again and shouted, "Victory is right before us!"

"Soldiers!"

"Take the capital in one push!!"

"Kill!!!"

At Aiven's command, war broke out once again.

Lu Bu, Xiahou Dun, Deng Ai, and Jiang Wei charged at the very front of the army, intending to break into the city first and open its gates for our forces.

"God of War Descent!"

Lu Bu unleashed his ultimate move.

He shot into the sky and instantly cleared the high walls, then descended like a War God from the heavens.

He slammed heavily into the ground within the city!

Boom!

"Ahhh...!"

A large number of soldiers inside the city were instantly killed!

Before long, they opened the gates and allowed our army to charge in!

The soldiers split the battlefield apart, creating a passageway.

"Hyah!"

Aiven held the Emperor Sword as he rode his warhorse.

He galloped into the capital along the path opened by the soldiers.

"Xiahou Dun, lead one thousand troops and follow me into the royal palace!!"

"Yes, Lord!"

Aiven led Xiahou Dun and part of the army straight toward the royal palace.

At that moment, inside the royal palace—

"Report!!!"

"Y-Your Majesty! The city gates! The city gates have been breached!!"

"What?!" The king's face went pale in fright. He fell from his throne. "It's over... It's over..."

A while later—

"Report!!!"

"Your Majesty, they... they've reached our royal palace!!!"

The king was completely despairing now and hurriedly called for the Imperial Guards to flee.

But Xiahou Dun had already led Aiven to the front of the palace.

"Trying to run? Do you think you can escape?" Aiven's cold voice rang in the king's ears.

At last, he saw the king of the Kingdom of Aers.

To his surprise, he was a fat pig weighing over two hundred pounds.

Seeing Aiven and Xiahou Dun, the king shouted in panic, "Protect me! Protect me!!"

A hundred Imperial Guards surrounded the king to protect him.

"The king? Heh. No one can protect you today. You are doomed to die."

As he spoke, Aiven slowly stepped forward.

His face was icy as he entered the grand hall step by step. "Was it someone like you who killed my father?"

"I'm asking you, why did you plot against him and accuse him of treason?"

Killing intent surged from Aiven as he pressed the question.

"You! You little bastard, Ais's son!! That man deserved to die!!" The king roared furiously, then shouted to the Imperial Guards beside him, "Kill them! Kill them for me!!"