Outside Heavenly Origin City, Wutong Continent.
The once majestic city fortifications had become a blood-soaked hell that would not fade.
Driven to the utmost by the heaven and earth killing intent, countless troops of the Ancient Hua Dynasty surged toward this dead city, one wave after another, like moths to a flame.
Yet only death awaited them.
Broken weapons and severed limbs piled up like mountains. In just a few days, this vast plain had become the meat-grinder battlefield spoken of in the Ancient Hua Dynasty's legends.
And all of it had been wrought by a single man!
"The ninth wave..."
Ye Li sat cross-legged atop the city wall, watching the distant military formation below dissolve into a bloody tide under his divine power, and murmured to himself.
The Twin Emperors' whereabouts were elusive, and their Boundary Heaven Treasures concealed their karmic traces.
Having only just arrived, he naturally had no intention of searching for a needle in a haystack.
That was why he had chosen to lie in wait.
But here within this hostile Boundary Heaven, nothing could replenish his reserves. If he forcibly absorbed its energy, he would have to expend additional effort purging the impurities, making it more trouble than it was worth.
Thus, Ye Li could no longer be bothered to use his Life-Bound Divine Ability. He adhered strictly to the principle of "kill the most targets with the least divine power."
Once enough troops gathered, he casually reaped their lives.
One wide-area strike to crush and cripple them, followed by one precise blow to finish them off.
By now, this mechanical slaughter had reached its ninth wave.
The malice points accumulating in his system had soared along with it, approaching the ten-billion mark.
Yet even so, the Twin Emperors showed not the slightest inclination to