Boom!
But what greeted him was a vast spear light.
The spear light tore through the Vast Sky and shot toward his chest.
Crack!
Amid peals of thunder,
the long spear pierced through the Fierce Spirit Leader's chest, nailing him dead to the ground.
Awe appeared on everyone's faces.
Yet Ji Hao's eyes held satisfaction.
This battle truly lived up to the system's reward; it was indeed extraordinary.
If it had been an ordinary eighth-level Saint, they likely would not have been able to withstand even a single move from the Fierce Spirit Leader.
But just as everyone was preparing to continue onward,
a gaunt man stepped forward and spoke respectfully.
"Your Majesty, it is time for us to depart!"
"Mm, good!"
Hearing this, Ji Hao nodded in agreement.
The next moment, the soldiers of Great Zhou followed at Ji Hao's side and set out on their campaign.
This journey to the Eastern Wasteland was not merely to suppress the rebellion.
It was also to drive out the Demon Race and seize that fertile land.
Ji Hao understood that the Northern Wasteland was gradually becoming unsafe.
Although Great Zhou's military might was formidable now,
if one of the great powers of the Demon Race Alliance broke through in cultivation, no one knew what changes might arise.
While Ji Hao and the others advanced toward the Eastern Wasteland,
the Qingqiu Fox Clan also received the news.
The Great Han reinforcements from that day had arrived.
What excited them even more was that the emperor of Great Qin
had also appeared there and had brought a large number of generals with him.
Clearly, they were determined to win this great battle.
However, what puzzled the Qingqiu Fox Clan was
that, for some unknown reason, Great Qin's imperial family seemed to be targeting