Within the army formations, Han Wu fought hundreds of thousands alone.
The Foot Soldiers were still the same Foot Soldiers as before.
But now that they had fully awakened and received massive enhancements and buffs, their strength was no longer what it had once been.
Han Wu gripped the Tyrant Great Sword, gathering his strongest sword intent. After cutting down a hundred Foot Soldiers, he began to feel exhausted.
This abnormality made Han Wu realize something was wrong.
Without hesitation, he separated one of his authorities from his body in the form of an Avatar.
The instant it left his body, that Avatar collapsed to the ground from exhaustion.
Countless strange patterns surfaced across its body, as though it had been struck by some kind of curse.
"Slaughtering my people before my very eyes—how could you possibly avoid paying a price?" The Eternal Emperor's voice rang out. Yet there was no grief for the fallen units within it, only approval for Han Wu.
"Your judgment and abilities are both quite good. Honestly, little fellow, I admire you. If you are willing to offer me your loyalty, I may consider keeping you by my side."
Faced with the Eternal Emperor's recruitment, Han Wu's response was simple and direct.
He unleashed an Iron Cutting Style. Vast sword intent shredded and killed every unit in its path.
Yet at the same time, the curses carried by those units flowed into Han Wu's body.
Using the same trick again, Han Wu decisively split off another Avatar to bear the curse's negative effects in his stead.
He lacked everything except authorities.
If strength were disregarded, Han Wu could easily split off millions of Avatars.
That was enough to sustain him until he had slaughtered every Special Unit.
Seeing Han Wu's actions, the Eternal Emperor had