The Heavenly Court's Million-Strong Army Completely Collapses

Zhang Liang, Han Fei, Li Si, Xiao He, and other civil officials, along with Han Xin, Xiang Yu, Meng Tian, Li Xin, Zhang Han, Wang Jian, and other military commanders, responded in unison.

All the Human Race experts received the blessing of fortune, breaking through to the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal realm one after another, while the God of Slaughter Bai Qi reached the peak of Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal.

"Kill!"

Bai Qi let out a sharp shout and unleashed a Top-Grade Primordial Treasure.

The Immortal Qin army surged forward with overwhelming momentum, brandishing their Primordial Treasures as they charged fearlessly toward the Heavenly Court's million-strong army.

This scene shook the Primordial Wilderness, heaven and earth changed color, and countless mighty beings were horrified.

In the Purple Cloud Palace, Hongjun frowned deeply, a vague unease stirring in his heart.

Where had these Primordial Treasures, which defied the fixed order of the Primordial Wilderness, come from? How long had that mysterious existence been laying this plan?

On Spirit Mountain, the Buddhist Sect was shaken to its core.

So this was the foundation of the Human Race? Truly chilling.

In the Heavenly Court's Lingxiao Hall, the immortals stared in stunned disbelief.

Where did Immortal Qin get so many Primordial Treasures? It was utterly inconceivable.

On Square Inch Mountain, Sun Wukong sighed in admiration: "Such a deep foundation—aside from my mysterious master, I've never seen anyone with such means." His sharp mind speculated that behind Ying Zheng might lurk an unparalleled powerhouse.

Immortal Qin had finally revealed its true strength.

This scene stunned all the mighty beings of the Primordial Wilderness!

How was this possible?

Why did every member of Immortal Qin possess a magical treasure? And most were Primordial Treasures, with even the worst being Top-Grade Acquired Spiritual Treasures.

For comparison, less than thirty percent of the Heavenly Court's million-strong army wielded Primordial Treasures.

The strength of the Immortal Qin army far exceeded anything the Primordial Wilderness had imagined.

The Heavenly Court's million troops, aside from those at the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal and Quasi-Saint realms, collapsed at the first clash.

In Daluo Heaven.

Taiqing sneered coldly: "The gap between Immortal Qin and the Heavenly Court isn't just in treasures—it's in combat power and fighting spirit."

Immortal Qin's warriors were tempered in the fires of war, while the Heavenly Court's army was merely a collection of immortals drawing a salary.

They had their realms, but against mortals they might have had a chance. However, Immortal Qin had turned its entire nation into immortals, further shielded by the vast fortune of the Human Race, making them immensely powerful.

Haotian thought a million Heavenly Soldiers would be enough to deal with Immortal Qin—how laughable.

At that moment, Ying Zheng stood atop the Auspicious Golden Dragon of Fortune, hands clasped behind his back, gazing down from the Nine Heavens at the fierce battle between Immortal Qin and the Heavenly Court.

The Heavenly Court was retreating step by step, yet his expression remained calm—all of this was within his expectations.

If he couldn't utterly crush the Heavenly Court's army, how could he repay his master's high hopes?

Ying Zheng's ambition was never merely to defeat the Heavenly Court's million troops; his goal was to march against the Heavenly Court itself and storm the Lingxiao Hall.

He intended this great feat as a grand gift to present to his master.

This news shook the entire Primordial Wilderness, and even the saints could not remain composed.

How could this mere Human Race be so powerful? The Heavenly Court's army had no means to resist—could the Human Race truly be capable of overthrowing the Heavenly Court?

Just then, a deafening roar echoed across heaven and earth.

An overwhelming celestial might swept forth as a colossal hand descended from the sky, pressing down like an ancient divine mountain, shattering stars, breaking the void, disrupting order, with an unstoppable momentum.

The Primordial Wilderness trembled, and all living beings were terrified.

This was the hand of Haotian. Seeing his million-strong army routed, the Heavenly Emperor, enraged to the extreme, had finally taken personal action.

"Bold scoundrel Ying Zheng, how dare you defy the celestial might!" Haotian's voice reverberated across the Primordial Wilderness. "Today, I will shatter you to pieces!"

The mighty beings of the Primordial Wilderness were all shocked.

The Heavenly Emperor Haotian had indeed reached the Peak Quasi-Saint realm, wielding supreme celestial authority, capable of contending even with ancient powers.

He had struck personally, and his opponent was merely the Human Emperor Ying Zheng at the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm—there was no way he could escape.

Some experts lamented: "The Heavenly Emperor truly rules by strength. Man can never overcome heaven."

On Square Inch Mountain, Sun Wukong sneered in disdain, believing the Jade Emperor of the Heavenly Court was no righteous being, using his Peak Quasi-Saint power to ambush a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal. "I wonder what other cards Immortal Qin has up its sleeve? Will the great power behind them make a move?" He suddenly wondered whether the powerhouse behind Ying Zheng could compare to his own mysterious master. "Of course, my master is stronger!" He quickly shook off the thought.

In the Primordial Wilderness, heaven and earth convulsed, and the void shattered.

Facing the Heavenly Emperor's earth-shattering strike, Ying Zheng remained composed, showing no fear.

Only when the giant hand was about to descend did his fortune surge explosively, his overwhelming aura shaking the Primordial Wilderness.

"Grand Void God Sealing Art."

"All Beings Unity."

Ying Zheng's voice was calm.

In an instant, the boundless fortune and power of the Human Race converged upon Ying Zheng alone.

Such might far exceeds the Quasi-Saint Realm.

Ying Zheng lightly tapped out with a single finger, shattering Haotian's dharma seal completely.

This battle shook the Primordial World, countless great powers stunned by the sight.

Heavenly Emperor Haotian proved no match for Human Emperor Ying Zheng.

The Million Heavenly Soldiers and Generals of the Heavenly Court witnessed this scene, their morale crumbling instantly as they scattered in flight.

The scales of victory tipped decisively toward the Human Race.

Even the Primordial Saints found it hard to believe.

How could the Human Race's Immortal Qin be so powerful?

Was the Heavenly Court merely a hollow name?

Within the Purple Cloud Palace, Hongjun's gaze sharpened slightly, yet he showed neither joy nor anger.

No one knew what thoughts stirred in his mind.

In Daluo Heaven, within the Eight Sceneries Palace, Taiqing's expression remained calm, as he watched the great war of the Primordial World.

The Great Dao swirled around him, the Chaos Enlightenment Tea Tree blazing with light, the two complementing each other, elevating him to the peak of Sagehood.

At this moment, Taiqing had reached the limit of Primal Unity.

Half a step to Limitless!

At the same time!

Within the System Panel!

The Primordial World's fortune value surged rapidly!

When Ying Zheng ascended to the Human Emperor's throne, the Human Race's fortune coalesced into an Auspicious Golden Dragon of Fortune.

The fortune value of the entire Primordial World began to skyrocket.

And now, as Ying Zheng effortlessly shattered Haotian's dharma form, the Heavenly Court's prestige plummeted, while Immortal Qin's fortune soared.

The growth of the Primordial World's fortune value finally neared the threshold for an upgrade!

"Once Immortal Qin succeeds in its assault on Heaven, it should be able to upgrade!" Taiqing's gaze flickered as he watched the System Panel.

The next stage of the Greater Chiliocosm was the Primary Taiji World.

At the same time, this meant the Source Authority would rise to the intermediate level.

Seizing this opportunity, Taiqing would also attain Primal Unity Limitless.

Whichever outcome came to pass, Taiqing's strength would surge immensely.

By then, Tongtian would also return.

A smile crept across Taiqing's face as he gazed into the distant Chaos Purple Cloud Palace.

At that time, the one left restless would likely be that Dao Ancestor.

The Primordial World!

Ying Zheng's effortless defeat of Haotian's dharma form shook the entire Primordial World.

The Heavenly Court's million-strong army was utterly routed.

Now, Haotian's face burned with rage, steeped in humiliation.

This damned Ying Zheng, merely a minor figure at the Daluo Realm!

How dare he shatter the dignity of this Heavenly Emperor!

Haotian glared furiously at Ying Zheng.

"You insolent brat, how dare you be so reckless!"

Yet Ying Zheng paid Haotian no heed.

At this moment, he stood atop the Auspicious Golden Dragon of Fortune, speaking boldly, his voice vast and resounding through heaven and earth: "Today, we attack the Heavenly Court!"

The moment the words fell, within the Side Hall of the Purple Cloud Palace, Tongtian suddenly opened his eyes, his sage aura surging like a tempest.

He rose resolutely, took a step, and prepared to walk out of the Purple Cloud Palace.

At that instant, an overwhelming pressure of Heavenly Dao descended, crashing down with a thunderous boom!

Tongtian's aura shattered instantly, and his entire being was crushed nearly to the breaking point.

Blood sprayed from his mouth, yet he gritted his teeth and persisted, slowly rising against the immense heavenly might.

He knew that leaving the Purple Cloud Palace would be no easy task.

But he would never give up.

Tongtian's aura surged wildly, ceaselessly battering the prohibitions of the Purple Cloud Palace.

Hongjun of the Heavenly Dao watched coldly from the sidelines. The prohibitions of the Purple Cloud Palace were fused with Heavenly Dao Power; without his permission, no one could enter or leave.

Even a sage within the Purple Cloud Palace was nothing more than an insignificant existence.

Thus, Hongjun had never restricted Tongtian's movements.

Because he firmly believed that no power could break through the bonds of the Purple Cloud Palace.

Did Tongtian think he could escape the Purple Cloud Palace by seizing this opportunity?

That notion was utterly laughable.

Nothing more than a fool who didn't know his place!

Hongjun of the Heavenly Dao couldn't be bothered to pay Tongtian any heed.

A mere ant trying to shake a mighty tree—why would he need to act personally?

He only had to wait for Tongtian to sink into despair.

Hongjun of the Heavenly Dao withdrew his gaze and turned it toward the Heavenly Court.

The only thing that concerned him now was when that mysterious existence would appear.

Taiqing Realm, Daluo Heaven.

Within the Eight Sceneries Palace.

Taiqing activated the Celestial Compass, revealing an image of the Purple Cloud Palace.

He saw Tongtian fiercely contending with the power of the Heavenly Dao.

While Hongjun of the Heavenly Dao appeared utterly indifferent.

Taiqing had long anticipated this.

The Purple Cloud Palace was condensed from Heavenly Dao Power—it was by no means easy to leave!

If Taiqing intervened, Tongtian could instantly shake off the influence of the Heavenly Dao.

But he had no intention of helping Tongtian dispel the Heavenly Dao Power.

Because Taiqing understood!

For Tongtian, personally walking out of the Purple Cloud Palace held profound significance!

Only by breaking through the restraints himself and stepping out of the Purple Cloud Palace

could his path of the Dao be unimpeded.

It could even temper his Dao heart!

In other words, this was also an opportunity for Tongtian.

Of course, on the other hand...

Taiqing had deep faith in Tongtian's strength.

With Tongtian's temperament and cultivation, he would surely be able to leave the Purple Cloud Palace on his own.

The Primordial Wilderness.

At Ying Zheng's command, the Immortal Qin army stood ready, their target set on the Thirty-Third Heaven.

Zhang Liang, Han Fei, and other civil officials stepped forward, using their brushes as laws and their words as the Dao. Where their pens fell, mountains split; where their characters formed, cities crumbled.

Countless scholars pushed their Dao techniques to the limit, ultimately forging a great path to the heavens—the Heavenly Ladder.

Ying Zheng stood proudly above the Nine Heavens, brandishing his sword to drive away the clouds.

"Step onto the Heavenly Ladder!"

"March against the Heavenly Court!"

The Human Race roared in unison, answering their sovereign's call.

"Climb the Heavenly Ladder!"

"Attack the Heavenly Court!"

The Heavenly Ladder stretched straight into the clouds, pointing toward the Heavenly Court.

Whether or not the soldiers of Immortal Qin possessed immortal power, any mortal could ascend it to reach the heavens.

"Kill!"

With the Heavenly Ladder completed, Immortal Qin's martial generals led the charge, with the God of Slaughter Bai Qi at the forefront. The bloodthirsty aura of the Great Witch swept across the Heavenly Court's million-strong army.

The vast coalition of Immortal Qin launched their assault, surging forward like an unstoppable torrent.

Rising from the mortal realm, it shot straight into the Nine Heavens!

The sight of the Human Race breaking through the celestial realm and challenging the gods unleashed a soul-shaking power that stunned all life in the Primordial Wilderness.

Even the Immortals and Gods of the Heavenly Court were deeply shaken by this momentum.

Immortal Qin's might awed heaven and earth, as if a hegemon from the ancient era had returned.

Thirty-Third Heaven, the Heavenly Court!

Immortal Qin's grand army pressed from the mortal realm straight toward the Southern Heavenly Gate, unstoppable wherever they went.

The Heavenly Court's forces crumbled before them. Immortal Qin's army, like an eternal river, surged directly toward the Hall of Celestial Supremacy.

The mortal realm's killing intent filled the air, aimed straight at the Heavenly Court!

"Break the Heavenly Court!"

"Destroy the Hall of Celestial Supremacy!"

The Human Race's war cries echoed through the Nine Heavens.

Inside the Hall of Celestial Supremacy, Haotian seethed with rage.

"Heavenly Court immortals, hear my command—kill them all!"

"Wipe out these rebels!"

Haotian no longer acted personally. If even the Hall of Celestial Supremacy fell, what face would he, the Heavenly Emperor, have left?

Though Haotian was furious beyond measure, he still looked down on the Human Race.

The million heavenly soldiers were merely the tip of the iceberg of the Heavenly Court's power.

As the master of the Three Realms, the Heavenly Court's foundation ranked among the finest in the Primordial Wilderness. How could it truly be defeated by the Human Race?