The White Emperor is Decisive in Killing! Slashing Through Everything!

He tried to stand on the moral high ground to accuse the other, using it to cover up the jealousy in his own heart.

But no matter how he cursed or roared.

He knew.

He had lost.

Lost completely and utterly.

He had not only lost in strength and status, but even his dignity as a man had been trampled and rubbed into the dirt by that version of himself from the White World.

"A great hand played into a complete mess."

Someone outside said this, though it was unclear who.

The Sky Screen image shifted.

White World, frontline base camp.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the Star Luo Empire camp was completely different from before.

Although the towering flames had been extinguished, the prestige belonging to Dai Mubai was like oil poured on a fire, burning ever brighter.

On the drill ground, tens of thousands of troops stood in solemn silence.

There was no whispering, no laziness or slackness; everyone's gaze was fixed firmly on the golden-haired youth upon the high platform.

Just moments ago, Dai Mubai had done something that made everyone's heart jump with fear, yet also boil with excitement.

The supplies seized from Black Wind Valley had not been put into storage, nor were they transported back to the imperial capital.

Chest after chest of Gold Soul Coins were carried directly to the center of the drill ground, their lids pried open.

The golden radiance was almost blinding under the sunlight.

Dai Mubai sat on a tiger-skin chair, toying with a gold coin in his hand, his expression languid.

"In the battle of Black Wind Valley, the Vanguard Battalion suffered one hundred and thirty-seven casualties."

He spoke, his voice not loud, yet it possessed a penetrating power that clearly reached every corner of the field.

"For those who died in battle, the compensation is doubled. This money, I... this commander will distribute it right now."

"For those who returned alive, each of you shall be rewarded with one hundred gold coins."

As his words fell, the entire field fell into a deathly silence.

Immediately following, there was a roar of gratitude like a mountain collapsing or a sea surging.

In the armies of the Star Luo Empire, it was the norm for military pay to be skimmed off at every level; Dai Mubai was the first to distribute real gold and silver directly into the hands of the common soldiers.

But it wasn't over yet.

Dai Mubai tossed the gold coin back into the chest, producing a crisp clinking sound.

Then, his gaze turned toward a row of people kneeling below the platform.

These individuals were all wearing fine armor and had delicate, pampered skin; they were clearly noble scions who had been gilded with positions.

"However, this reward isn't for everyone to take."

Dai Mubai stood up and walked step by step to the edge of the high platform.

"Third Son of the Wang Family, Second Son of the Zhao Family..."

He called their names one by one, and every person named could not stop their body from trembling.

"When encountering the enemy at Black Wind Valley, as centurions, not only did you fail to lead the charge, but you actually cowered behind the common soldiers."

"Some of you even turned and ran the moment the fire started."

Dai Mubai curled his lips, revealing two rows of stark white teeth that looked exceptionally chilling.

"According to the laws of the Star Luo Empire, those who flee in the face of battle shall be beheaded."

The noble scions on the ground were scared out of their wits, some crying and begging for mercy:

"Your Highness! I am the grandson of Lord Wang!"

"Spare my life, Your Highness! My father is..."

Swish!

A flash of golden light streaked by.

No one even saw how Dai Mubai had made his move.

Those heads that were still begging for mercy had already rolled far away.

Fresh blood gushed out, staining the earth of the drill ground red.

Dai Mubai flicked the non-existent blood from his hand and swept his gaze across the entire field:

"In this commander's army, there are no nobles, only warriors."

"Those who fear death may leave now."

"For those who stay, if you dare to retreat even half a step, this will be your fate."

Dead silence.

Immediately following, an unprecedented aura of slaughter coalesced within the military camp.

Watching this scene, the audience from both the black and white worlds felt their scalps go numb.

Is this really just a twelve-year-old boy?

This is clearly an iron-blooded commander who has been steeped in the battlefield for many years!

The Sky Screen image advanced.

Two days later.

The Star Luo army advanced to a fortress on the Heaven Dou defensive line.

Opposite them, the reinforcements of the Heaven Dou Empire had arrived.

Leading the army was a renowned Heaven Dou Empire general known as the Iron Wall Mad Bear, Zhao Tieshan.

The two armies stood in opposition, their banners blotting out the sun.

Zhao Tieshan sat atop a tall warhorse, his body as sturdy as an iron tower, his fleshy face trembling with his sneer.

He looked at the somewhat slender golden-haired boy at the front of the Star Luo formation, his eyes filled with contempt.

"Is Star Luo out of people?"

"Sending a kid who hasn't even grown his hair out to die?"

Zhao Tieshan channeled his spirit power, his voice rolling like muffled thunder:

"I heard you burned Black Wind Valley? That was just that trash Ge Long being careless!"

"I am a level 45 defense-type battle Soul Ancestor!"

"Little brat, if you kneel down now and kowtow three times, calling me Grandpa, I might just leave your corpse intact!"

A burst of laughter erupted from the Heaven Dou camp.

A level 45 Soul Ancestor.

To someone of twelve or thirteen years old, this was an insurmountable mountain.

One must know, for a genius of this age, reaching level 30 is already the absolute limit.

Facing Zhao Tieshan's provocation, the deputy general beside Dai Mubai grew anxious.

"Commander, this man's defense is extremely strong, let this subordinate take men to..."

Dai Mubai raised a hand, stopping the deputy general's words.

He slowly rode his horse out of the formation.

There was no anger, no retort.

He simply watched the iron-tower-like brute quietly, his eyes as calm as if he were looking at a corpse.

"Level 45?"

Dai Mubai chuckled.

"Perfect, I'll use you to test my blade."

Before the words had even faded.

ROAR--!

A tiger's roar shook the mountains and forests.

Dai Mubai leaped from the horse's back, and the warhorse, unable to bear the force of his step, buckled its four legs and collapsed to the ground.

In mid-air, a brilliant golden light erupted suddenly.

White Tiger Martial Soul, possess!

But the White Tiger phantom on his body was completely different from that of the ordinary Star Luo Imperial Family.

It was not just white, but carried an extreme "gold."

It was a metallic luster so sharp that it seemed capable of slicing through the very air.

Yellow, yellow, purple.

Three optimally configured spirit rings pulsed beneath his feet.

Although he was only level 37, the oppressive force rushing toward them was not the least bit inferior to the level 45 Soul Ancestor opposite him!

"You're courting death!"

Zhao Tieshan was furious.

He had not expected this brat to actually dare to charge up alone.

"Fourth Spirit Skill, Immovable as a Mountain!"

All four of Zhao Tieshan's spirit rings shone simultaneously, especially the fourth, a purple thousand-year spirit ring, which flared with intense light.

A thick, earthy-yellow light barrier instantly enveloped his entire body, his skin turning a rock-like grayish-brown, making him look like a moving fortress.

He was confident that, let alone a Soul Elder in his thirties, even a Power Attack System Soul Ancestor of the same level would not be able to break through his defense!

However.

In mid-air, a brilliant golden light flared in the eyes of Dai Mubai.

He did not use any flashy movements.

First Spirit Skill, White Tiger Protection Barrier?

No.

In his hands, this was more than just a shield.

The layer of golden light clung tightly to the surface of his skin, as if he had been plated with a golden body.

Second Spirit Skill, White Tiger Intense Light Wave?

Dai Mubai opened his mouth to exhale, but instead of a diffused wave of light, it was a golden beam condensed to the extreme, aimed directly at the center of Zhao Tieshan's brow!

Boom!

The beam slammed into Zhao Tieshan's defensive barrier, kicking up a sky full of dust and smoke.