Fantasy: Unparalleled Prince, Conquering the Heavens!-Chapter 615 - 589
「Three days later!」
Qin Wudao led his army to the Great Wall. Beyond the Great Wall lay the foreign land he intended to conquer on this expedition. However, he did not rush to dispatch troops. Instead, he ordered the army to rest and conserve their strength. He, accompanied by several ministers, walked along the Great Wall, watching the setting sun, admiring the scenery beyond the ramparts, and discussing their grand, enduring enterprise.
Before them, a crimson sun hung on the horizon, its myriad rays draping the earth in a red veil, rendering it extraordinarily beautiful.
"Indeed, the most beautiful scenery is always found on the path of conquest!" Guo Jia couldn’t help but exclaim, moved by the stunning vista. Having grown accustomed to the sunsets in the Imperial Capital, experiencing the twilight beyond the frontier was a truly unique sensation.
"Minister Guo, I believe your words are mistaken!" Lv Bu, clad in armor and wielding his halberd, a glint of determination in his eyes, rebutted.
"Oh?" Guo Jia raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Then, in General Lv’s opinion, where might the most beautiful scenery be?" he asked, returning the question.
Lv Bu raised his halberd high, pointing towards Changkong, his gaze imperious, his black hair dancing in the wind, as he asserted with fiery spirit, "In my view, the most beautiful scenery is witnessing the fall of one enemy after another!"
"Well said!" Zhao Yun, Li Yuanba, Han Xin, and the others exclaimed, visibly stirred, their admiration clear. Evidently, Lv Bu’s words had struck a chord deep within them. For commanders, their duty was to wield their weapons, lead their troops, and relentlessly march forth to vanquish foe after foe. The scenery along the way was merely an optional embellishment.
Guo Jia fell silent, offering no rebuttal, for Lv Bu’s reply resonated with his own thoughts.
Walking at the front, Qin Wudao overheard their conversation. He gazed at the limitless landscape and murmured, "It’s a pity such beautiful scenery isn’t ours!"
"Rest assured, Your Majesty!" Huo Qubing declared, puffing out his chest confidently. "This general will conquer all the ’scenery’ we encounter. As far as the eye can see, all will be the land of Qin!" As he spoke, an intense murderous aura erupted from him, causing the ambient temperature to plummet drastically. For a moment, one could almost envision mountains of corpses and seas of blood, endless destruction and calamity.
"Your Majesty, Great Qin is now at war with the Eternal Temple. We need to unite all forces on the continent; it is unwise to cause excessive slaughter!" Guo Jia’s expression changed slightly as he hastily advised. He knew the nature of Great Qin’s military commanders well: though they appeared composed in peacetime, they transformed into gods of slaughter on the battlefield, unleashing carnage. In the past, this might not have mattered and could have even enhanced Great Qin’s prestige. But now, with Great Qin about to confront a greater power, continued slaughter would only alienate the other continental forces, possibly even driving them into the arms of the Eternal Temple.
"Then how can we take the major Sacred Lands without bloodshed?" Qin Wudao paused, his brow furrowed slightly. This very problem was why he hadn’t launched an immediate offensive. Before his departure, his imperial desk had been laden with treaties of alliance from various Sacred Lands. It was clear that many of these Sacred Lands had no intention of submitting to the Great Qin Saint’s Court. This was understandable. Who would want to relinquish the legacy passed down by their ancestors?
"Your Majesty, we merely need to shatter their final psychological defenses, and they will surrender!" Guo Jia said with a mysterious smile.
"Elaborate, please," Qin Wudao asked, his curiosity piqued.
That day, the setting sun was the color of blood...
「The next day.」
"Deploy the troops!" Qin Wudao commanded, hovering in the air as he drew the Xuanyuan Sword. A terrifying Emperor’s Might swept across the universe, its supreme majesty shattering the white clouds that filled the sky. Behind him, on the vast, boundless land, stood dozens of armies, their cultivation all surpassing the Saint Realm. Their weapons gleamed, wreathed in Evil Qi, and a palpable killing intent saturated the wilds.
"Fight!" Lv Bu roared, his eyes blazing with battle lust. Waving his halberd, he led the soldiers of the Baihu Army, eagerly charging out from the Great Wall, ready to wreak havoc.
The power of a war demon erupted! Like a colossal pillar of light connecting heaven and earth, it pierced the sky, emanating a bloody-black glow that annihilated everything in its path.
Within a ten-thousand-mile radius, the Void trembled.
Martial Artists in this area all felt immense pressure, their faces turning deathly pale, devoid of any color.
"Have... have the Qin armies arrived?"
All the powerful figures turned their heads eastward, a trace of fear appearing in their eyes.
"Sigh!" Many leaders of various forces fell silent, their hearts filled with despair.
"Battle!"
"Battle..."
Generals like Zhao Yun, Han Xin, and Huo Qubing exchanged a knowing smile, a terrifying murderous intent surging from them. Each led their respective armies, charging off in different directions.
Every place they passed was conquered!
...
Three thousand miles away, there was a large sect named the ’Dark Sword Sect’, which governed a territory of ten thousand miles. They cultivated wicked arts, were ruthless in their methods, and thus detested by others. However, with several emperor-level powerhouses presiding over them, they were rarely provoked, despite not being as strong as the Sacred Lands.
BOOM!
The Void suddenly cracked open. A red-glimmering halberd sliced through the Void, striking like a blow from a god, shattering the Dark Sword Sect’s protective Formation. Countless pale-faced Martial Artists were exposed, struck with terror.
"Surrender! Or die!" Lv Bu led his army, descending from the Void, and spoke coldly.
Soon, six shadowy figures tore through the sky: the Sect Master of the Dark Sword Sect and five Ancestors. They carried a chilling aura, advancing like the wails of countless ghosts. Their appearance briefly lit up the eyes of countless Dark Sword Sect disciples, only for them to become dispirited again. They feared that even if their Sect Master and Ancestors fought back, they would likely not be a match for the Qin Dynasty. All they could hope for then was to save their lives.
"General..." The purple-robed Sect Master forced a strained smile, still hoping to find a chance for de-escalation.
"Quiet!" Lv Bu’s face darkened. The halberd in his hand trembled slightly.
Suddenly, a beam of bloody light sliced through the sky, splitting the still-speaking Sect Master of the Dark Sword Sect in two. Blood splattered everywhere.
This act enraged and shocked the other five Ancestors of the Dark Sword Sect.
"You... You are too tyrannical!" an elder with white hair and a deeply lined face spoke up angrily.
"This general allowed you to choose between surrender and defiance. I did not ask for your nonsense!" Lv Bu murmured, more to himself than to them, "Did you take my words as mere wind?" He slowly lifted his halberd.
BOOM!
Above the Void, another cloud of blood mist appeared.
The fall of two emperor-level figures in quick succession struck fear into the remaining four. They dared not speak, looking at Lv Bu as if he were a devil.
"Still not making a decision?" Lv Bu shook his head, a look of pity on his face.
"We surrender! We surrender!" The four Ancestors trembled and, with a thud, dropped to their knees, choosing to surrender.
"Too late!" The coldness on Lv Bu’s face did not lessen. He lifted his halberd above his head.
BOOM!
The earth quaked. A blood-black halberd energy emerged, unleashing immeasurable power and causing the entire mountain range to tremble.
"No!" The faces of the four Ancestors changed drastically as they wailed loudly.
Millions of disciples were terrified, their faces etched with despair.
But no matter how they wailed, the halberd energy from the heavens showed no sign of stopping. Bearing the power to destroy heavens and earth, it struck the mountain range.
