The vast and boundless river of time surges ceaselessly, its Chaos waves shattering the ages, and ancient remnants of souls and remnants of eras, dormant deep within the river, are suddenly awakened.
Countless ancient and enduring thoughts intertwined and resonated, carrying an extreme sense of disbelief, echoing through the void of time.
"When did such a terrifying being appear among the Human Race?"
"They can actually traverse the river of time and intervene in the trajectory of history!"
Shock, astonishment, and apprehension filled the minds of every ancient being.
Since the ancient struggle for supremacy among Myriad Races and the subsequent decline of the Human Race, Human Race has long since fallen to the lowest rung of the heavens. No one has ever been able to touch the Origin of the long river of time, let alone take action in this land that bears witness to the rise and fall of countless ages.
This scene today has completely overturned the understanding of all ancient creatures.
However, Ye Changge, who was at the center of the storm, completely ignored it.
His figure shattered the ripples of the epochs, shedding the ancient aura of the long river of epochs, and instantly returned to the Human Race's imperial city.
He didn't even glance at the bloody battle behind him where Lü Bu's army was crushing the enemy and slaughtering them on all sides, letting his fierce generals roam Vertical and Horizontal battlefield and wipe out the invaders.
Meanwhile, Mulan, who had been ordered to participate in the war, also returned.
Inside the main camp, the remaining generals of the Eastern Expedition looked at each other, their faces filled with helplessness and unease.
Lei Qianshan rubbed his throbbing temples, looking at Lü Bu with a wry smile, his tone full of difficulty. " General Lü, now that Master's wife has gone back, it's our turn to shine."
The soldiers echoed this sentiment, all secretly lamenting their predicament.
With their strongest fighters gone, the remaining group faced the remnants of Myriad Races, and the pressure suddenly surged, making progress extremely difficult.
Upon hearing this, Lü Bu's wide Red Hare battle robe swayed slightly. He spread his hands casually at the crowd, his powerful voice carrying full confidence, suppressing their panic. "Don't worry, the war will eventually go smoothly."
"Don't dwell on the current battle situation. As the main force of the eastern expedition, our most important task right now is to find out where Myriad Races are located."
Upon hearing this, all the soldiers present were slightly taken aback, and intense curiosity appeared in their eyes.
Unbeknownst to anyone, at this very moment, another elite force of the Human Race —the Western Expeditionary Army—had already arrived at the gates of the desolate city, thousands of miles away.
This iron-blooded army, led by Zhao Zilong and the Iron Courage Divine Marquis, swept across the desolate region, crushing countless alien barriers, and its advance pointed directly at the heart of the desolate city.
The Desolate City is a core stronghold of the desolate region occupied by Myriad Races. Its city walls are built from ancient stones and are covered with the marks of time. It is home to countless bloodthirsty and ferocious wild beasts and alien cultivators year after year.
At this moment, the heavy gates of the desolate city were tightly shut, banners fluttered on the city walls, and countless wild beast soldiers stood with their spears in hand, their scarlet eyes fixed on the Human Race army outside the city, exuding a chilling aura of slaughter.
The leading figures stepped out of the ranks, their gazes landing warily on Zhao Zilong, who was clad in snow-white Silver Armor and carried a long spear on his back. Their voices were cold and hard, filled with vigilance and hostility. "Who are you? The Human Race army is pressing into the territory of my desolate city. What exactly do you intend to do?"
As soon as he finished speaking, countless wild beasts from all around stepped forward, their fangs bared and their Sha Qi aura soaring to the sky. The air pressure in the entire area instantly dropped to its lowest point, and a great battle was about to break out.
Faced with the questioning of the various foreign tribes, Zhao Zilong, who was usually calm and gentle, now had no trace of gentleness in his eyes, only a long-suppressed coldness and anger.
Having fought in the desolate lands for years, all they saw along the way were ruins of the Human Race, withered bones and corpses. The entire desolate land was deserted for thousands of miles. The Human Race people had been slaughtered and had disappeared without a trace, leaving only traces of the rampage of Myriad Races.
The deep-seated hatred accumulated over time, and the resentment of countless Human Race who perished, had long since extinguished his former gentleness.
Before the beast leader could speak again, Zhao Zilong's voice boomed like thunder, echoing through the heavens and earth, filled with extreme arrogance and iron will. "I am your father, Zhao Zilong!"
Beside him, the Iron Courage Divine Marquis followed closely, his robes fluttering, his eyes filled with arrogance, and he loudly proclaimed, "I am your great-father, the Iron Courage Divine Marquis!"
Two blunt and domineering words were uttered, and the scene suddenly exploded, instantly freezing the group of wild beasts who were on high alert and ready to attack in place.
All the beast warriors were stunned, their minds went blank, and their tense killing aura shattered instantly. They were completely caught off guard by this sudden mockery.
The atmosphere below the city was both eerie and comical. After a few breaths of stalemate, a chilling shout suddenly rang out from the depths of the desolate city.
"Seventeen! Your dawdling is wasting our opportunity! They are the main force of the Human Race's westward expedition. No need for further words, attack immediately!"
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a tall man clad in crimson armor walking through the air, his body wreathed in Blood Color Sha Qi, his imposing presence sweeping across the entire desolate city.
It was Li Zhaoji, the deputy general of Huangcheng.
He stood suspended in mid-air, looking down at the city below. His gaze swept over Zhao Zilong and his group, filled with condescending disdain and coldness, and he asked in a deep voice, "Are you sure?"
At this moment, the beastmen were still slow-witted, oblivious to the overwhelming fighting spirit of the Human Race army, even with a formidable enemy at hand.
Seeing this, Li Zhaoji's eyes flashed with extreme impatience and coldness. He ignored his foolish subordinates and fixed his gaze on the crowd outside the city. His voice was as cold as frost, and every word was filled with murderous intent:
"Humble Human Race, this place is a desolate city controlled by Myriad Races, not your Human Race territory!"
Those who know what's good for them will immediately retreat from my sight, or they will all perish here today!
The moment the words fell, a terrifying aura of cultivation belonging to the seventh level of the Half-Step Invincible Realm erupted!
A tremendous force, as vast as a mountain and as boundless as the sea, descended from the sky, like a towering Mount Tai crushing the mortal world. The heavens and earth trembled violently, and the earth beneath the city instantly cracked open with countless ravines. Gale-force winds swept across the land, and sand and dust filled the sky.
"Hmph! A bunch of alien remnants who slaughtered my Human Race, how dare they act so arrogantly here!"
Zhao Zilong, who had been suppressing his endless rage, was completely enraged by the opponent's arrogance, and his violent fighting spirit instantly soared into the sky!
His once gentle, humble, and peaceful nature had been completely worn down by the brutality of Myriad Races after witnessing countless tragedies of Human Race and traversing mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
All that he saw on his westward journey were Human Race and desolation, and all he heard were the cries of the dead. The overwhelming resentment that had been building up in his heart finally erupted today!
Blood debts must be repaid with blood!
Zhao Zilong's Silver Armor fluttered in the wind, his black hair danced wildly, and his right hand suddenly gripped the long spear behind him, the invincible white spear being drawn with a clang!
A dazzling and holy spear light pierced the sky, the spear body flowing with the eternal Daoist aura of the Human Race. The terrifying cultivation of the half-step Indestructible realm exploded out, the fierce spear intent tearing through the sky, forcefully confronting the opponent's pressure!
"A mere bluff; what do I have to fear?"
Li Zhaoji roared, his fighting spirit soaring. The golden staff in his hand, engraved with Golden Dragon dragon patterns, suddenly lit up, its body radiating brilliant light and containing the power of Supreme from the desolate region.
In the next instant, he stepped into the void, his figure transforming into a streak of crimson light, carrying the power to shatter mountains and split the earth, and charged straight at Zhao Zilong!
Before the guns and clubs even touched, a terrifying aura swept in all directions, causing the void to twist and tremble.
Zhao Zilong's eyes were sharp. He neither retreated nor dodged. Holding the invincible white spear, carrying the immense fortune of the Human Race and the deep-seated hatred of blood feuds, he transformed into a snow-white rainbow and charged forward fiercely!
Two powerful experts at the half-step invincible realm clashed violently in the sky above the desolate city in an instant!
Boom--!
A deafening roar shook the heavens and earth, and a terrifying energy storm swept wildly in all directions centered on the two of them!
A powerful surge of cultivation energy Sweep Away a Thousand Armies, causing the entire desolate city to shake violently. Huge stones on the city walls crumbled away, and the surrounding mountains and forests collapsed. The overwhelming energy Vertical and Horizontal and terrified the entire desolate region!
All the cultivators and soldiers of the desolate city below were utterly horrified, their faces filled with shock as they looked up at the sky.
"My God! Vice General Li has actually started a direct battle with Human Race powerhouse! The Human Race have really come knocking on our door!"
"Insane! The Human Race race, a mere declining race, dares to invade my desolate city, a place of utmost importance! They are simply courting death!"
"Damn Human Race, they're too arrogant and domineering! Do they really think that none of our Myriad Races are above the law?!"
"Slaughter these Human Race invaders! Today, they will surely perish in this desolate city!"
After a brief moment of shock, a frenzied bloodlust surged in the eyes of all the wild beasts and alien cultivators, their fighting spirit boiling and ready to pounce.
Countless people roared and shouted, drawing their weapons and preparing to fight together, intending to annihilate Zhao Zilong and his Human Race!