Sword Embryo's Anomaly, Five Supremes Join Forces

Tens of thousands of Terracotta Warriors formed a military formation.

Led by a General, their weapons pointed outward, their momentum formidable.

This sight was truly horrifying, making it difficult for anyone to advance recklessly.

Terracotta Warriors were not living beings to begin with; they were fired from clay, not creatures of flesh and blood. Moreover, these were relics left behind over two thousand years ago, from a very distant era. Yet now, they stood before the world as if alive.

In the sky, dark clouds gathered thickly, and from time to time, the roar of thunder could be heard.

It seemed to represent the one within the imperial tomb, letting out a furious bellow.

Warning everyone not to advance.

The Ancestral Dragon of China—even after being dead for over two thousand years, did he still possess such imposing spirit?

"They're nothing but Terracotta Warriors made of earth. We are Awakened, possessing transcendent power. What is there to fear?"

"Exactly. And the more mysterious and astonishing it is, the more it means there's something incredible inside."

"That's right. Kill our way through, enter within, obtain supreme fortune, and evolve again!"

After a brief moment of shock.

Some people finally came to their senses.

They were no longer ordinary people now, but Awakened walking the path of evolution.

They possessed powerful means, capable of ignoring many dangers. Mere Terracotta Warriors were nothing.

At once, the several hundred people standing at the very front did not hesitate. They stepped forward directly. Some drew long blades, some pulled out iron swords, and others brandished spears. With a single leap, they covered dozens of meters.

The Awakened possessed transcendent power; their combat strength and physiques far surpassed ordinary people.

Now they struck, light flowing over their bodies.

Bang bang bang.

Sure enough.

In an instant.

An Awakened wielding a long blade struck down, and several Terracotta Warriors shattered with one blow.

Another opened his mouth and spat out flames, extremely fierce, seeking to turn the enemies before him back into dust.

All kinds of light flashed. Many Terracotta Warriors truly could not withstand it and were shattered on the spot, collapsing to the ground.

This was the battle of the Awakened—different from ordinary people, closer to myth.

"Hahaha, the imperial tomb's Terracotta Warriors are nothing special."

The Awakened with the blade laughed loudly, because in that single moment, he had already destroyed dozens of Terracotta Warriors. He thought it was easy, and behind him were tens of thousands of others just like him. Once they all struck, it wouldn't be long before this army of Terracotta Warriors was wiped out.

The others were also extremely excited, finding it very simple, and thinking their earlier worries had been unnecessary.

They had thought the Terracotta Warriors revived from over two thousand years ago would be so strong.

And now?

Only a few powerful Awakened remained standing still, their expressions very serious.

There was also the Winged Sky God, hovering high in the air, arms crossed, with no intention of acting for the time being.

These people were observing, judging the situation, so they could choose their moment to strike later.

Lu Yuan was also very quiet.

But at this moment.

He suddenly felt that the Great Luo Sword Embryo seemed to stir slightly, emitting a humming sound, as if it was craving something?

"Oh?" Lu Yuan was curious. He observed carefully and discovered it was caused by those Terracotta Warriors.

But he didn't know the specific reason yet; he needed to understand further.

So he decided to wait a little longer.

"To trespass against His Majesty's imperial tomb—soldiers, charge with me!"

At the foot of the imperial tomb.

The leading Terracotta Warrior General spoke.

He held a long spear in his hand, and his body carried no trace of life.

But at this moment, he loudly issued orders, and the warhorse beneath him neighed as well.

And in that instant, following his voice.

The Terracotta Warriors behind him.

One by one, they began to raise their weapons high, shouting in unison: "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

As the sound fell, these men marched forward in unison, dust and smoke billowing, turning this place into a battlefield. At the same time, the Terracotta Warriors that had clearly been shattered just moments ago actually reassembled themselves, returning to their original form, and advanced together with the army, their weapons thrusting forward.

How was that possible?

The terracotta warriors couldn't be killed?

People stared, shock in their eyes.

Yet still they felt no fear, thinking they could just kill them again.

Finally, the great battle truly began.

The army from over two thousand years ago clashed directly with the Awakened of the new era.

Bang bang bang.

All kinds of sounds rang out.

The Awakened were indeed fierce, charging into the formation and slaughtering in all directions.

But those terracotta warriors reassembled in almost a single breath and resumed their attacks.

Though few in number, they were impossible to kill. Worse, they were veterans of war, able to form various battle formations, surrounding Awakened one by one before bringing down spears and broadswords.

More importantly, these terracotta warriors were stronger than before.

Clang clang clang~

Steel met steel, striking together.

Some Awakened did possess extraordinary power, but not enough.

Soon they could not hold out, blood spilling from their bodies as they took wounds.

Those with slightly stronger physiques received special attention—the warriors encircled and hunted them.

The Awakened, who had initially held the upper hand, gradually found themselves unable to withstand the onslaught as time passed.

Meanwhile, more terracotta warriors emerged from the pits, their numbers increasing, forcing even the newly arriving Awakened into the battle.

Finally, someone couldn't hold on and was cut down on the spot.

At last, there were casualties.

This scene was recorded, because many were watching the Mount Li Imperial Tomb incident.

Blood was plentiful, and no small number had died—a major headline out in the outside world.

"Hmph, a bunch of fools. Why fight at all? Watch me fly over." An Awakened with wings let out a cold snort, flapped his wings, and shot dozens of meters into the air, intending to bypass the battlefield and fly straight across.

But though he too had wings, he was clearly no Winged Sky God. He had no special abilities, only simple flight.

Someone looked up, wanting to see the result of this move. If it worked, they might try to imitate it.

Rumble rumble!

Squelch~

Just as this man was about to approach the tomb gate.

The dragon-shaped essence on the mountain trembled, releasing a terrifying pressure that crushed him into a mist of blood.

The Awakened below saw this and were all stunned, filled with fear.

Indeed, the Ancestral Dragon's resting place was not so easily breached.

"It seems we must carve a bloody path and enter the tomb by land. And every time they're shattered, when they reassemble, they grow a little stronger. Melting them with fire is useless. They also inherit the combat instincts of over two thousand years. Troublesome."

The Winged Sky God descended, arriving beside Zhou Yunqiong. Having gathered much information, he spoke directly.

The fact that the warriors grew stronger with each destruction was the most troublesome issue of all.

"After all, this is the Mount Li Imperial Tomb."

Zhou Yunqiong remained as calm and indifferent as ever, her tone cool.

"Why did you stop me earlier? I could have killed that man."

The Winged Sky God's gaze sharpened. "Now that I've restored my true form, no one is my match."

"No need."

Zhou Yunqiong shook her head, then looked into the distance at Lu Yuan, who stood rooted in place. "He seems different now. Beyond expectations."

With that, she ended the topic and continued, "It's about time. You should prepare to act."

"Four people haven't arrived yet."

The Winged Sky God shook his head. "But I can already sense their presence."

Ahead, the battle raged on.

Nearly all the Awakened present had joined the fight, beginning their slaughter.

But the terracotta warriors were numerous, and each time they were shattered, they grew stronger than before. Even if only by a little, the accumulation made them hard to withstand. Cries of agony began to rise on the battlefield. Some tried to flee, but were trapped and unable to escape.

Blood began to flow across the earth, spreading a stench of gore.

Less than half an hour had passed since the tomb opened.

Yet blood had already been spilled.

It was a fitting echo of the old saying: fortune and danger walk hand in hand.

Thud!

And at that very moment.

A massive blood-colored shadow abruptly appeared on the battlefield.

In an instant, blade aura surged, and dozens of Terracotta Warriors exploded on the spot, shattering into pieces across the ground.

At the same time, a man emerged, clad in a black cloak and wielding a blood-colored slashing blade.

From the moment he appeared, a powerful aura surged from his entire body, killing intent spilling out. Even surrounded by Terracotta Warriors, he cut through them with a single slash, and nearby Awakened were caught in the blast, injured as well.

"It's Asura, Asura is here." Someone spoke, deeply shaken—this combat strength was formidable.

Zzzz~

Meanwhile, from another direction.

A chilling aura surged, biting cold.

One by one, Terracotta Warriors were frozen solid, then shattered.

It was a woman in white robes, serene and elegant, with fair skin and her hands clasped before her abdomen as she stepped into the battlefield. Within a one-zhang radius around her, every enemy was frozen solid.

Boom boom boom!

In yet another spot, a short-haired man two meters tall appeared.

His skin was bronze, and he relied on no special techniques—only his fists.

A mounted general was struck by his punch and exploded instantly, the warhorse not spared either.

Finally, a man of noble bearing, handsome and proud, appeared with multicolored light swirling around him. With a single strike, he split the earth, and even the Terracotta Warriors couldn't withstand it.

"Ice Fairy, Northern Emperor, Southern Emperor, Asura, and Winged Sky God from before—the Five Great Supremes have all gathered."

"As expected of those who stand at the pinnacle of the Awakened right now—so strong."

"They're carving out a path."

The onlookers watched, faces filled with shock and reverence.

Compared to ordinary Awakened, these four were truly powerful. In just a short while, they had forged a path. Though still far from the mausoleum gate, they were gradually drawing closer.

"Now, it's my turn to act. Yunqiong, just wait and see."

Seeing this, Winged Sky God could no longer hold back and spoke directly, battle intent blazing in his eyes.

Right—he hadn't chosen to act before simply because he thought it was too early, meaningless, and wouldn't showcase his strength.

Now the other four had arrived.

Winged Sky God's thinking was simple: use this great battle to suppress everyone else.

After all, only through comparison could the extraordinary nature of his bloodline be made even more apparent.

Rumble!

The next instant.

The wind-and-thunder wings on his back vibrated, emitting a deafening roar.

A moment later, Winged Sky God charged into the battlefield. Lightning crackled around him continuously, and wherever he passed, Terracotta Warriors shattered one after another, unable to withstand his advance.

He was truly extraordinary—with wings, silver hair, and golden pupils, plus that aura, he instantly drew the gaze of everyone present.

Though he was the last to enter, his advance was swift, catching up to the pace of the four ahead.

"Winged Sky God is very strong—probably the strongest of the five. That senior is a bit weaker."

On another side, Zhu Qingyu spoke as she watched, her tone serious.

They hadn't directly joined the fight.

Because the battlefield was chaotic.

"Right, with them clearing the way, entering the mausoleum is only a matter of time." Dean Zheng said, but quickly added: "However, this process won't be easy. It looks like it'll take a while, and the Terracotta Warriors further in will be even stronger."

Sure enough, the moment his words fell.

"Kill!"

The Terracotta Warriors kept gathering, more and more the further in they went, blocking the advance.

Each time they were shattered, they grew stronger.

At the same time, the archers in the rear drew their longbows, unleashing a volley of ten thousand arrows.

In the Qin Dynasty over two thousand years ago, archers were among the most elite soldiers, with formidable combat power.

In an instant, a rain of arrows formed in the sky and descended.

The Terracotta Warriors were unafraid—even wounded, they could still fight fiercely.

But the Awakened were different. Unable to hold out for long, people soon began to fall, casualties mounting. Even the Five Great Supremes, including Winged Sky God, had their advance halted and were forced to stop and respond.

"Ahh, these Terracotta Warriors are getting stronger."

"Not just stronger—there are more of them too."

"How could this be? Damn it."

As those Terracotta Warriors kept converging, their combat power grew stronger, and their strength increased.

At this moment, some Awakened could no longer hold on, suffering severe injuries as they fell back. The dead and wounded mounted, blood staining the earth red.

At the same time, people also noticed.

If they retreated beyond a certain distance, the Terracotta Warriors would stop attacking.

But if that happened—

How could they enter the imperial tomb's gate and seize the fortune?

Meanwhile, even the Winged Sky God, Northern Emperor, and the others had their advance blocked, no longer as carefree as before.

Especially as the number of Terracotta Warriors increased, they had to think of a way.

"Northern Emperor, Ice Fairy, Asura, Southern Emperor!"

Suddenly, the Winged Sky God spoke: "This won't work if we keep going like this. It'll only get worse later. Why don't the five of us join forces, carve out a path, and enter the imperial tomb together first?"

These words drew the attention of many.

The Northern Emperor and the others paused.

They considered what the Winged Sky God had said.

In the end, Asura acted directly, moving closer to converge with him.

The other three didn't hesitate much either, choosing to agree to the proposal.

Any one of the five would indeed be safe on their own, but getting close to the imperial tomb would be troublesome.

If they joined forces, the situation would be much better.

"The Five Great Supremes are joining forces! Quick, we should fall back too!"

Seeing this, some people were overjoyed and chose to temporarily halt their battles.

After all, this was the first time the five had ever teamed up. Everyone wanted to know how strong they would be.

Soon.

With the Winged Sky God at the lead.

The other four stood behind him.

Without a word, they each unleashed their strongest techniques.

A blood-colored slashing blade, a pair of fists, the chill of ice, and a dazzling radiance.

Added to that was the wind-and-thunder power blooming from the Winged Sky God's wings—all combined together.

They formed a mighty force, surging forth like a storm.

Boom!

The earth trembled, dust flying.

Under the immense power, even some Awakened changed color.

The Terracotta Warriors before the five instantly cracked apart and fell, clearing a path. Only a thousand meters remained to the imperial tomb's gate. In that single strike, at least a thousand Terracotta Warriors had been shattered by this force.

"Excellent!"

"So powerful!"

"As expected of the Five Great Supremes!"

Seeing this, the crowd roared.

It was truly incredible—such means were terrifying.

Those were thousands of Terracotta Warriors! For an ordinary person, killing five in one blow would already be impressive.

Now, with the five joining forces, they had directly annihilated thousands. How could that not shake people?

Everyone looked toward the Winged Sky God and the others.

Admiration, fear—all kinds of emotions intertwined.

And the five stood there, basking in those gazes.

"Truly formidable."

In the distance, Zhu Qingyu saw this and couldn't help but sigh.

The five had joined forces, and with a single strike, wiped out over a thousand Terracotta Warriors. Though the warriors would reform, this window of time was enough for them to get closer to the imperial tomb's gate and prepare their next attack.

"Indeed, their talent is astonishing."

Dean Zheng also spoke. Though he knew many secrets, he had to admit the five's talent was remarkable.

To reach this level so early in the upheaval was absolutely terrifying.

But unfortunately, only the Northern Emperor belonged to Zhendan Academy.

Zhu Qingyu heard this but said nothing.

Then, without meaning to.

She suddenly thought of someone and turned to look.

She hadn't been looking before, but now that she did, her heart gave a slight jolt.

Because that person had moved!