Ye Changge stood on the battlefield like a ruthless ice sculpture, his eyes deep and unfathomable.
He showed no emotional fluctuation whatsoever, as if nothing in the world could stir a ripple in his heart.
"You..." The other person's words were abruptly cut off by an invisible pressure.
That was Ye Changge's absolute power, inspiring awe and even fear.
" Old Bai, let's go! He's not someone you can mess with."
At this extremely tense moment, a hurried and anxious voice rang in Ye Changge's ears, carrying an undeniable determination.
However, Ye Changge seemed not to hear him; his gaze remained fixed ahead, on the being that was about to become a dead soul under his grasp.
Just as the other party's face contorted with rage, on the verge of exploding, Ye Changge's voice rang out.
As cold as ice, it pierced through the clamor of the battlefield:
"You think you can just walk away from me? Daring to yell at me like that, this clone will stay here."
Before he could finish speaking, Ye Changge's figure had already transformed into a streak of light, his speed astonishing.
Almost in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of that person.
He gently raised his hand, as if toying with a trivial toy, and lightly squeezed it.
The person burst instantly like a bubble, transforming into a dazzling energy bead that floated quietly in his palm.
This scene was too shocking, too unbelievable.
However, it was sealed off by Ye Changge using a mysterious and unpredictable method.
Among Myriad Races, not a single person noticed this breathtaking moment.
They continued fighting their own battles, completely unaware that a storm was quietly brewing.
After killing that person, Ye Changge turned his gaze towards the Order Hall.
The people of the Order Hall were staring at him in terror, not daring to even breathe.
Ye Changge, however, seemed oblivious to what was in his heart.
He had only one thought: to slaughter Myriad Races and buy Human Race a chance to survive.
He moved with the army like the God of Death across the battlefield, and wherever he went, members of Myriad Races fell, none spared.
His voice was cold and resolute. " Human Race, aren't you afraid of being wiped out if you continue like this?"
However, he was met with a disdainful sneer from Ye Changge:
"Hmph, in your White Transformation City, not a single thing will escape alive today."
Ye Changge's voice, like a cold blade, cut into everyone's nerves.
His words were brief and powerful, yet they revealed an unquestionable resolve.
He commanded, "Be careful. Slaughter every single one of the Myriad Races."
These words, like a thunderclap, exploded on the battlefield, sending chills down everyone's spines and filling them with an indescribable fear.
This is a massacre! They had never seen Ye Changge so cruel and resolute; it was simply unbelievable.
The elder's expression was solemn; he was well aware of the consequences of this massacre.
If this continues, the backlash from Myriad Races will be far beyond what the Human Race can withstand.
He asked tentatively, "Your Majesty, wouldn't this be inappropriate?"
However, he was met with Ye Changge's icy gaze and merciless words:
"You've already died once, and you're still so indecisive. No wonder you were slaughtered by Myriad Races. You're all cowards."
Ye Changge's words, like a sharp blade, pierced the heart of the Grand Elder.
His face turned pale, and he quickly bowed, saying, "Your Majesty, I know I was wrong."
However, Ye Changge seemed not to hear him.
His gaze had already shifted elsewhere, landing on the Qinglong, Baihu, and other Innate Living Being.
Each of those Innate Living Being possessed a terrifying pressure emanating from the eighth rank.
Like God of Death itself, they swept across the battlefield, reaping lives wherever they went.
Members of Myriad Races fell in droves, none escaping unscathed.
Their killings were ruthless and efficient, terrifying everyone on the battlefield.
This scene completely overturned everyone's understanding.
They had never witnessed such a horrific massacre.
I never imagined that Ye Changge would be so resolute, so ruthless.
Yin Tianzi watched this scene, an indescribable impulse welled up within him.
He wanted to intervene, to stop the massacre.
However, when he looked at Ye Changge, he found an undeniable determination in the latter's eyes.
He understood that if he intervened at that moment, it would only increase the number of casualties.
So he suppressed his impulse and asked, "Young master, shall we make a move?"
Ye Changge turned his gaze from the battlefield to Yin Tianzi.
His voice remained cold and resolute. "No need. You're all too weak. Just watch."
As he spoke, he flicked his fingers, and hundreds of formations were instantly set up.
Those formations, like giant mouths, devoured the corpses of Myriad Races on the battlefield.
He then ordered 100,000 Hell Legion to enter the formation and absorb this energy.
Yin Tianzi and his group were also arranged to enter the formation.
They absorb this energy to enhance their strength.