Xu Xinwu appeared and then waved his hand.
"Buzz--!"
On the southern horizon, the light that had been obscured by the Qianyuan fleet and the Confucianism scholarly atmosphere was suddenly torn apart by a golden light radiating an aura of iron-blooded slaughter.
In the golden light, first a thousand-foot-long golden dragon boat broke out of the sky, with a big flag with the word "Shang" on it making a sound.
Immediately following were countless smaller but equally imposing warships and shuttles.
Countless warships formed a formidable and aggressive battle formation, like a moving metal mountain range, carrying an overwhelming momentum to crush everything, and rapidly advanced towards the battlefield!
This is the main expeditionary force of the Prosperous Commerce Divine Dynasty!
"Kill..."
A roar, seemingly imbued with the force of clashing swords and galloping horses, erupted from the Golden Dragon Boat, its sound reverberating for miles around, instantly drowning out the clamor of the battlefield.
Almost simultaneously with the roar, the Prosperous Shang Fleet, which had been preparing for a long time, rammed into the weak point of the Qianyuan Yuan fleet's battle formation, which was fiercely attacking the Great Xia position, with the force of a thunderbolt.
"Boom! Bang! Crack--!"
The violent impact, explosion, and tearing sounds instantly resounded through the sky.
The Prosperous Shang Fleet's attacks were swift, fierce, and perfectly coordinated, clearly demonstrating its familiarity with the Qianyuan fleet's tactics.
The massive Golden Dragon Boat unleashed its immense imperial might, disrupting and suppressing the Qianyuan Formation;
Countless nimble warships, like a swarm of sharks, weaved and split apart the Qianyuan formation;
Even more fearless were the small swarms of flying shuttles, like a swarm of self-destructing bees, frantically rushing towards the Spiritual Power core and key nodes of the Qianyuan warship.
Chaos immediately erupted around the Qianyuan fleet.
"Hold your ground and form ranks."
It's the "Broken Army" fleet that's Prosperous Shang!
The Qianyuan general was filled with shock and anger, and tried desperately to reorganize the formation.
"Kill!"
Without giving Qianyuan any chance to breathe, countless Xing Shang Prosperous Shang, clad in heavy black armor and wielding standardized spiritual weapons, charged into the ground battlefield from the flanks like tigers descending the mountain, colliding head-on with the Qianyuan army that was besieging the Great Xia Legion!
"Boom--!"
Two torrents representing the most elite forces of the world's top Divine Dynasty collided, unleashing a battle far more brutal and earth-shattering than ever before!
The Prosperous Shang Soldiers' Cultivation, equipment, and battle formation coordination were in no way inferior to the Qianyuan elites, and in some aspects even surpassed them.
They were like red-hot blades cutting into frozen oil, instantly tearing several huge gaps in Qianyuan's seemingly tight formation, engaging in fierce combat with the Qianyuan Army, and the battle instantly became white-hot!
"Reinforcements! It's His Your Majesty's reinforcements!"
The soldiers of the Great Xia, who had been struggling and suffering heavy casualties under the fierce attack of Qianyuan, roared with thunderous anger and their morale soared when they saw such a powerful new force joining them.
Zhao Tianyi, Li Tian, and others were invigorated and led their remaining troops to fight alongside Prosperous Shang's elite forces, launching a fierce counterattack!
The precarious battle line was miraculously stabilized temporarily, even pushing back the Qianyuan army's offensive a short distance.
"Prosperous Commerce Divine Dynasty?"
On the flagship of Qianyuan, Ji Wuxiang's expression changed slightly, his sharp gaze fixed on the Golden Dragon Boat in the distance, his brows furrowed.
He was filled with doubt and unease.
Why is Xu Xinwu here, and why did he bring his main force with him?
I have never heard of any connection between him and Zhang Yu, so why would he risk so much danger to help him?
In his view, Prosperous Shang and Qianyuan were roughly equal in strength, and they had no enmity with the Confucianism and Ten Thousand Buddha Sect. There was no reason for them to step forward at this moment and become enemies with such a powerful coalition.
High in the sky, at the bow of the Spring and Autumn Bamboo Slips ship, Zhu Tianxin's indifferent gaze swept over the suddenly appearing Prosperous Shang army, but her face remained completely calm, as if she had only seen a slightly stronger ant intruding into the battlefield.
His tone remained calm, without the slightest ripple:
"That's fine."
Since you're here, you might as well stay.
"Perfect timing! Let this so-called 'Great Xia,' along with this overconfident reinforcement, offer the first sacrificial offering for the birth of Lord Zilu."
His tone was flat, yet it carried an indifference that regarded all things as ants, and held the power of life and death over them.
In his eyes, both the Great Xia and the suddenly emerging Prosperous Shang were merely obstacles that could be easily eliminated in this campaign to "eliminate rebels and welcome sages".
Our side has seven Half-step Supreme, plus countless strong individuals from the Five Great Academies and the Buddhist Sect, giving us a clear advantage in strength.
Adding another Prosperous Shang would only require a little more effort.
Upon hearing Ji Wuxiang was slightly displeased with Zhu Tianxin's arrogant attitude, but he knew that the die was cast and there was no turning back.
The intervention of Prosperous Shang, though unexpected, did not shake the fundamental advantage of the allied forces.
He glanced at the battle below, which had become tense again due to Prosperous Shang's involvement, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes. He knew that he could not delay any longer and had to finish the battle quickly to avoid any complications.
"Since you, Xu Xinwu to die, then you cannot blame me."
Ji Wuxiang snorted coldly and no longer hesitated.
Xu Xinwu rose to power with the help of the system. The Prosperous Commerce Divine Dynasty had only been established for three thousand years. In the eyes of Old Monster like Ji Wuxiang, who had lived for hundreds of thousands of years, he was just a rising star.
Therefore, he did not take Xu Xinwu, this little Emperor who was over three thousand years old, seriously.
Ji Wuxiang stepped out of the Qianyuan flagship, and golden steps automatically condensed in the void beneath his feet.
"To catch the thief, first catch the king; let's capture Xu Xinwu first and interrupt Zhang Yu's sacrificial ceremony!"
Ji Wuxiang's mind raced, and his figure moved like lightning, carrying overwhelming Dragon Qi and Emperor's Pressure, heading straight for the Altar!
He wanted to eliminate Xu Xinwu with swift and decisive action, and then interrupt Zhang Yu's sacrificial ceremony!
"The old man has made his move."
Beside the Altar, Xu Xinwu sense something. He looked up at the golden figure rushing towards him, the gentle smile on his face slowly disappearing, his eyes becoming sharp as knives.
"Ji Wuxiang, I have long admired your name."
Xu Xinwu spoke softly, his voice not loud, but it clearly reached the ears of Ji Wuxiang towards him.
"Xu Xinwu!"
Ji Wuxiang stopped in mid-air a hundred feet away from the Altar, facing Xu Xinwu from a distance.
His voice was cold:
"I have no past grievances or recent enmity with you, Prosperous Shang. Why do you want to get involved in this mess?"
Now that we have withdrawn, I can pretend that today's events never happened. Prosperous Shang and Qianyuan will continue to live in harmony, without interfering with each other!
Xu Xinwu hearing this, Xu Xinwu's lips curled slightly, revealing a half-smile:
"Keep your distance, like the water in the well."
Ji Wuxiang, you led a large army to invade my friendly nation and destroyed my brother's founding ceremony. How can you say you have no grudge against him?
As for why...
He paused, a strange glint in his eyes. "Why should I, Xu Xinwu done to you?"
"Arrogant!"
Ji Wuxiang was enraged by Xu Xinwu attitude, and his eyes revealed murderous intent:
"Since you insist on courting death, then so be it!"
Today, I will ensure that you, and all the soldiers you brought, perish here!
Before he could finish speaking, Ji Wuxiang!
He knew that the longer it dragged on, the more variables would arise.
Zhang Yu's sacrificial ceremony seems to have reached its final stage; it absolutely cannot be allowed to complete!
Ji Wuxiang raised his hand and made a grasping motion, and a golden sword, carved with nine lifelike Five-Clawed Golden Dragon and exuding endless Imperial Dao Son of Heaven Sword, appeared out of thin air in his hand.
Dragon patterns danced across the blade, and faint dragon roars seemed to emanate from it, as if it carried the fate of a nation and the thoughts of its people!
"Imperial Ultimate Heavenly Dao - Suppress!"
Ji Wuxiang a low shout, and with his Son of Heaven Sword, he slashed towards Xu Xinwu and the Altar behind him!
There was no earth-shattering sword light, nor Sword Qi that tore through the void.
Only an immense, overwhelming force, seemingly carrying the power of the entire Primal Origin Divine Dynasty's billions of miles of mountains and rivers and its millions of people, suddenly descended!
This "momentum" is formless and intangible, yet it truly exists.
Like the collapse of the sky, or the upheaval of the earth, it aims to suppress and crush everything in its path—people, objects, space, and Principle!
This is the ultimate application of the way of the Emperor, based on the National Destiny and guided by the Dragon Qi, to suppress all dissent!
Under this "force," an ordinary Heavenly Immortal would probably not even be able to move an inch before their Divine Soul were annihilated!
Facing Ji Wuxiang's terrifying attack, which contained the national National Destiny of the Primal Origin Divine Dynasty, Xu Xinwu showed no fear whatsoever. Instead, he chuckled lightly.
"Well done! I've been eager to experience Emperor Qianyuan Yuan's 'Imperial Ultimate Heavenly Dao'!"