The Human King's Divine Might

"Your Majesty!"

When they saw that scene, the generals in the Yin Shang camp cried out in alarm, and the ranks instantly burst into uproar.

No one had expected Di Xin to ride out alone at this moment, blade in hand, and openly challenge these more than seven hundred feudal lords.

Such boldness was truly rare in the world.

Even Deng Jiugong, Zhang Kui, and other battle generals whose names shook the realm asked themselves and knew they did not possess such heroic spirit and courage. After all, the more than seven hundred feudal lords might be easy to break, but an army of over one million eight hundred thousand was hard to withstand.

They were powerful figures who had stepped into the Innate realm of the Martial Way, but their true qi was not endless.

So what if they could stand against ten thousand men? This was now a battlefield starting at a million. Once their true qi was exhausted, that would be the end of the road for them.

However, Lu Chuan also knew that this kind of courage sometimes had to be built on strength—and Di Xin just happened to have it.

Di Xin's words also stirred a wave of commotion in the feudal lords' camp.

At this moment, a great majesty appeared upon him. He looked down upon the gathered heroes, his powerful aura sweeping over them like a mountain pressing down, making every one of the feudal lords feel heavy at heart.

Those soldiers were also cowed by his presence, fear showing on their faces, seized by an impulse to kneel and submit.

The morale of both sides had already been greatly affected by the earlier battle between immortals. Now that Di Xin had released the might of the Human King, it directly made them