Battle Through the Heavens: I Can Solidify All Talents

The old soldier raised his head and followed the young man's trembling finger toward the heavens above.

His cloudy old eyes narrowed for a long while before suddenly widening.

"That is..."

The old soldier's voice caught in his throat.

"The Heavenly Emperor?"

He murmured those two words, as if afraid he had seen wrong, or afraid that speaking too loudly would disturb something.

The young guard beside the old soldier had already dropped to his knees.

It was not because pressure had forced him down. His knees had simply gone weak on their own.

Kneeling on the ground with his head raised, he let out a roar that was nearly a scream.

"The Heavenly Emperor has descended!"

That shout was like a spark falling into a vat of oil.

The entire allied army formation erupted in an instant.

"The Heavenly Emperor!"

"It's the Heavenly Emperor!"

"The Heavenly Emperor has descended!"

Thunderous cheers swept across the entire former Demon Territory battlefield like a tsunami.

Countless cultivators raised their heads at the same time, looking toward the green-robed figure at the peak of the sky as they unleashed the loudest, fiercest cries of their lives.

The voices converged and shot into the clouds, scattering every last wisp of dark cloud lingering in the heavens.

Qin Tian stood at the very front of the allied army formation, his head raised as well.

Most of his golden robe had been ruined in the earlier battle, and several wounds on his face, corroded by demonic energy, had yet to heal.

Yet his eyes shone brighter than ever.

The Green-Robed Sword Saint stood beside him with his hands behind his back.

A faint, almost imperceptible smile appeared on that cold face which had always remained as still as an ancient well.

Qin Tian focused his gaze.