The Heavenly Emperor Xing Ming Led One Hundred Thousand Heavenly Soldiers and Generals to Kill

Above Medicine King Valley, the heavens seemed to be torn apart by an invisible colossal force. Layer upon layer of surging clouds gathered together like white jade stairs carved by a divine craftsman, descending from the Ninth Heavens into the mortal world.

This stairway to heaven stretched for thousands of miles. Each cloud step was a hundred zhang wide, packed densely with Heavenly Soldiers and Generals, like endless stars in a river of galaxies.

Among the clouds on the lowest level, Heavenly Soldiers clad in black iron armor held long spears, their gazes blazing as they stood in neat ranks.

They emanated the aura of the True Immortal Realm, like an iron Great Wall—indestructible.

Looking upward, the Heavenly Soldiers of the Immortal King Realm carried even greater momentum. They rode auspicious clouds and wielded all manner of Magic Tools, spiritual light flickering over their bodies as they formed a dazzling Light Sea.

Higher still, the commanders of each contingent wore silver helmets and silver armor, standing tall above the clouds.

The pressure of the Immortal Emperor Realm around them bore down like Mount Tai Crushes Down. Every one of them was a powerhouse capable of standing alone.

And atop that thick cloud layer, as heavy as mountain ranges, more than twenty Immortal Generals in violet-gold battle armor stood proudly. Their Immortal Emperor-level auras became tangible, whipping up storms throughout the void.

At the heart of the clouds, Heavenly Emperor Xing Ming wore the Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon Crown, a gilded Nine Dragon Robe, and Mystic Yellow Dragon Pattern Boots. Boundless Imperial Might swirled around him.

Myriad rays of auspicious light shone behind him, while a sea of clouds churned beneath his feet. Every gesture displayed the majesty of an emperor.

Xing Ming looked down at Hua Qiang, who seemed as insignificant