The Battle Begins

In truth, merely being watched by those Corpse Release Immortals made Baierslun feel contaminated.

His heart was filled with the tranquility of great liberation, leaving him so listless that he did not want to move.

Yet scorched wounds strangely surfaced across his body, continuing to spread.

Above his head, the sky had already turned a dusky yellow.

The gap in their standing had directly caused this wave of contamination, but most crucially, it had come from Zhong Shenxiu's gaze!

Under his stare, Baierslun's expression suddenly became extremely strange. Before he even had the chance to fully reveal his strength, he had already become dull and rigid...

In the end, his entire body began to collapse on the level of the rules, transforming into successive streams of information that fell into Zhong Shenxiu's hands.

Thus, this 8th Order professional, the archbishop of the Church of Destiny, was completely captured!

"Donghua Morality True Monarch is mighty!"

Some Rogue Cultivators immediately cheered loudly: "Just what we needed—the head of this barbarian dog, as proof of our oath of alliance!"

I wasn't doing this entirely for the oath...

Zhong Shenxiu swept his gaze across the scene, and countless streams of information surfaced:

[Name: Baierslun von Augustus]

[Age:...]

With the data-based contamination, everything belonging to this 8th Order professional was laid bare before Zhong Shenxiu's eyes.

"Everyone!"

In the end, Zhong Shenxiu casually crushed the man to death, a trace of amusement appearing on his face. "Our understanding of the West is still far too limited. The strength of the West Ting Empire far surpasses that of the three great kingdoms, including Clement. Once it joins in, everything will be different. At the latest, the Western army will begin invading the Fufeng Protectorate within a month..."

As soon as he