"Emperor Qin marched north, personally leading his fifth campaign!"
The news spread everywhere, instantly stirring up towering waves.
"Emperor Qin has always loved leading campaigns himself. Whenever he goes to war, True Immortals on the enemy side fall. How will this showdown with the Big Dipper Sacred Land end?"
"When it comes to valor, nothing beats a founding emperor. At the slightest disagreement, he takes the field himself."
By now, even those discussing him behind his back instinctively addressed him respectfully as Emperor Qin, rather than calling him the Jade Capital Demon.
That was the imposing reputation Qin Ming had carved out through his recent killings.
Right now, for instance, three corpses hung from the magnificent gate tower of Radiant Peace, the Great Qin Imperial Capital. All three had been illustrious supreme experts.
Even True Immortals had to bow their heads before Wei Heng, Mu Shou, and Jiang Yong, yet now the three lay exposed for all to see.
The leaders of two great Dark Organizations and the future Lord of the Big Dipper had all met such bleak ends. The deterrent was truly unparalleled.
Every faction sighed. Who else dared humiliate a sacred land like this?
"All the strife and clamor will soon end. The outcome is at hand."
The great battle was imminent, and the entire world watched.
Countless people discussed it in private.
"The two sides will meet in the Zhao Kingdom. How do you think this battle will go?"
"The Lord of the Big Dipper is leading a host of immortals and bringing a killing array. There should be no suspense. The demon's destruction is imminent!"
The prestige of the Four Supreme Sacred Lands was overwhelming. Their might was deeply rooted in everyone's hearts, and a glance through history showed that challengers across the ages had