Zhang Yu broke through to the Supreme Realm

"Buzz--!"

A dark red, arc-shaped spear beam, condensed to its extreme and seemingly capable of cleaving the heavens and earth, was silently unleashed.

The spear's edge appeared slow, yet it seemed to have locked onto time and space, ignoring distance and defense.

Under the horrified gazes of Zhu Tianxin, Liao Kong, and the other six.

The spear's edge, though striking later, arrived first, instantly bridging the distance between them and grazing past their necks!

Where the spear's edge passed, there was no earth-shattering explosion, no horrific scene of flesh and blood flying everywhere.

There were only seven faint, delicate sounds, like tearing silk.

Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!

Seven heads, their expressions frozen, filled with extreme fear, bewilderment, and disbelief, separated from their bodies almost simultaneously.

The Five Great Masters of Confucianism: Zhu Tianxin Bai Sheng, Bai Sheng, Zuo Lengqiu, Ouyang Zhengwo, and Gu Xiancheng.

Venerable Yuan Tong of Buddhism.

Emperor of the Primal Origin Divine Dynasty – Ji Wuxiang.

Seven Half-step Supreme giants, standing at the pinnacle of their time, wielding immense power, plotting for millennia, and aiming to seize the Heaven and Earth in one fell swoop...

Under Longqie's furious attack, the spear light imbued with Supreme fighting spirit and the Slaughter Principle,

Fallen!

The seven headless corpses, still in the posture of fleeing or casting spells, hovered stiffly in mid-air for a moment.

Then, as if it had lost all support, it plummeted downwards.

The seven heads, bearing lingering expressions of terror, traced seven arcs of despair in the air before finally falling helplessly to the ground.

Along with their corpses, they crashed onto the scorched earth below, already stained red with blood, raising a few tiny plumes of dust.

The world was utterly silent.

Whether it was the two armies locked in fierce combat or the representatives of various forces watching from afar, they all seemed to have their throats gripped by an invisible hand, unable to utter a sound.

Only the remnants of the dark red spear light slowly dissipated in the air.

The seven fallen corpses silently recounted the horrific yet utterly simple scene that had just unfolded.

One Unparalleled Realm slayed seven Half-step Supreme Realm experts as easily as cutting melons and vegetables!

Xu Xinwu opened his mouth, looking at the seven heads that had rolled off.

After a long pause, he finally managed to squeeze out two words through gritted teeth:

"Holy shit."

There was a deathly silence between heaven and earth.

Only the howling wind, carrying the stench of blood and scorched earth from the battlefield, could not dispel the chill and fear that permeated the hearts of every survivor, reaching to the very marrow of their bones.

Xu Xinwu "Fuck!" expressed the sentiments of everyone who witnessed this scene.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty... has fallen?"

"Lord Wuxin and the others..."

"Venerable One!!"

After a brief silence, an unbelievable chorus of horrified cries and desperate screams erupted from the allied forces of the Qianyuan, Confucianism, and Buddhist Sects.

The collapse of faith and the toppling of pillars caused this once-mighty and invincible army to instantly lose its morale and fighting spirit.

"Run! Run now!"

"Devils, they are devils!"

I don't know who shouted it first.

The next moment, all the surviving cultivators from the Qianyuan, Confucianism, and Buddhist Sects, whether they were high-ranking elders and True Disciple or ordinary students and soldiers, all fell into complete madness.

They no longer cared about formations, orders, or saving face.

Like a flock of sheep scattered by a tiger, a group of people cried out for their parents, abandoned their armor and weapons, and fled for their lives in all directions!

The army was defeated, collapsing like a mountain.

Xiang Yu sat atop the Overlord Flagship, his double pupils indifferent as he surveyed the routed and fleeing enemy below. His face remained utterly calm, as if he were merely watching the struggles of a group of ants.

He did not order a pursuit, nor did he even linger his gaze on the fleeing soldiers.

Beside him stood his strategist, Fan Zeng, a calm smile of self-assurance playing on his lean face, as if everything before him was exactly as he had anticipated.

He gently raised his withered hand and waved the feather fan in his hand slightly forward.

There was no sound, no light, only an invisible wave of thought that spread throughout the entire Western Chu War Souls Army.

"Roar--!"

The next moment, the boundless, silent, and chilling army of War Souls seemed to be instantly infused with soul and hunger.

Countless pairs of empty or Soul Flame eyes lit up simultaneously, locking onto the frantically fleeing "blood prey."

Amidst deafening, inhuman roars.

Million Battle Souls, like a black torrent bursting its banks, swept in all directions at a speed far exceeding that of the fleeing soldiers!

These War Souls moved with lightning speed and coordinated perfectly. What's even more terrifying is that they seemed to possess some kind of special sensing and devouring ability.

Ordinary defensive Law Technique and protective magical Law Treasure are far less effective against their attacks, which are imbued with intense Sha Qi and fighting spirit.

Once struck by War Souls, regardless of one's Cultivation, there is almost no power to resist.

"No! Don't come any closer!"

"Help! Martial Uncle, save me!"

"I'll fight you to the death! Ah--!"

Screams, pleas, and desperate self-destructions... instantly echoed across the field.

One after another, figures were engulfed by the War Souls. Their flesh, blood, spirit, and even their life's Cultivation were transformed into the purest "nutrients," which were greedily devoured and absorbed by the War Souls.

Visibly, some War Souls that were originally relatively weak have become more solid in their armor and more stable in their souls after consuming enough "blood food," and their Soul Body has been rising steadily!

More than a dozen exceptionally powerful War Souls auras surged wildly like rockets, breaking through a certain barrier in one fell swoop and reaching the level of Half-step Supreme!

Although his aura was somewhat weak and mixed, not as pure and refined as Zhu Tianxin and the others, his pressure Half-step Supreme was real!

A dozen newly promoted Half-step Supreme War Souls were scattered across the battlefield, letting out silent roars to the sky. Their terrifying Sha Qi and pressure swept in all directions, making the fleeing soldiers even more desperate.

"Half... Half-step Supreme... a dozen or so?"

Xu Xinwu's eyelids twitched wildly, and she subconsciously wiped away non-existent cold sweat from her forehead.

He felt that his understanding of things from thousands of years ago was being repeatedly refreshed and crushed today.

Half-step Supreme!

In the past, which one of them wouldn't have been a giant in their own right, establishing their own school of thought and enjoying endless respect?

Now, within this army of Western Chu War Souls, they're being mass-produced like products on an assembly line, simply by devouring enemies?

Although he knew that these War Souls were probably extraordinary in life, witnessing this scene still made him feel a sense of absurdity and... lingering fear.

Fortunately, Zhang Yu and I were friends, not enemies.

Zhao Tianyi, Li Tian, Xiao Xuan, and other high-ranking officials of the Great Xia, as well as the surviving soldiers and guests, all turned pale and trembled uncontrollably.

Looking at those ferocious, demonic War Souls that devoured living beings as easily as eating and drinking, and then at Xiang Yu, who stood coldly in the sky like a demon god looking down upon them, their hearts were filled with boundless fear.

They were terrified that these terrifying War Souls, in their bloodlust, would devour them as "food."

The initial relief of surviving the ordeal was instantly replaced by a deeper fear.

On the Altar, Zhang Yu's mind was also greatly shaken.

"Power... I need even greater power!"

A strong desire burned fiercely in Zhang Yu's heart.

As if sensing his strong will and the overwhelming Fortune of his successful nation-building, at this moment when everyone was watching, a strange change suddenly occurred on the Altar!

"Buzz--!"

The vast National Destiny, which had already become one with his Divine Soul and the land of Great Xia, seemed to be drawn by some ultimate force, no longer merely lingering and blessing him.

Instead, it began the final and most crucial step—the initiation, the empowerment!

An endless, pure, golden Fortune, imbued with the approval of heaven and earth, the will of all people, and the power of mountains and rivers, surged forth from the Unseen void and poured wildly into Zhang Yu's body!

"Ah--!"

Zhang Yu couldn't help but let out a long roar. This roar was not one of pain, but rather one filled with the exhilaration and majesty of being filled with power and breaking through to a higher realm!

His body, infused with the immense power of the nation's National Destiny, swelled up as if inflated.

A majestic image of the Great Xia Emperor, towering to the heavens and standing upright, clad in imperial robes and wearing a flat-topped crown, slowly coalesced and manifested behind him!

Driven by this immense National Destiny, Zhang Yu, who had already reached the Half-step Supreme Cultivation, began to rise rapidly, as if riding a rocket!

"Snap!"

It was as if some invisible shackles had been broken.

Zhang Yu's aura instantly broke through a certain critical point, reaching a completely new and profound realm!

His Divine Soul soared to new heights, as if he had achieved a deeper level of resonance and control with the earth beneath his feet, the sky above his head, and some of the Principle this world.

With every gesture, he seemed to be able to mobilize a portion of the power of heaven and earth; his Words Become Law, and none dared to disobey!

A pressure, slightly weaker than the one Longqie previously displayed when he exuded Supreme power, but more majestic, righteous, vast, and all-encompassing, slowly spread out.

Unparalleled Realm!

With the immense National Destiny bestowed upon him by the nation's successful founding, Zhang Yu ascended to the Supreme Realm in a One Step Ascension!

Although I have only just entered this realm and my cultivation level still needs to be stabilized, the Supreme level of life and control over the Principle is real!

At this moment, heaven and earth fell silent, and all the myriad paths seemed to resonate in homage to this newly Supreme Human Emperor.

Xu Xinwu turned his head, looking at the majestic figure on the Altar, enveloped in endless Golden Light of National Destiny, his aura vast and boundless. Shock reappeared in his eyes, quickly transforming into deep emotion and a hint of complexity.

"Good lad... you've already Supreme?"

It's true... comparing yourself to others is just plain frustrating.

Zhao Tianyi, Li Tian, and other subjects of the Great Xia were taken aback at first.

Overwhelmed with joy, they knelt down in excitement and shouted "Long live the Emperor!"

Their Your Majesty has achieved Supreme success!

The Great Xia Divine Dynasty has an Unparalleled Realm Human Emperor!