Butcher was also on the battlefield, looking at the stunning knife light from afar. When all the spirit weapons floated into the air, the Great Dao of the Knife rumbled. He was very familiar with this Great Dao.
The Dao of the Knife was to protest against injustice, cut down the thorns, and defend one side.
Now, Qin Mu had achieved the third step.
When the spirit of protection soared into the sky, the will of the masses turned into a great wall, supporting Qin Mu on the ordinary iron in his hands, giving him the power to cut through everything.
Cheers rang out on the battlefield, and the morale of the Yankang soldiers suddenly surged. Hot blood flowed through their bodies, and the wild knife light and Dao of the Knife motivated them, making them fight bravely without fear of death as they charged towards the enemy.
The half-gods of Southern Heaven were somewhat hesitant and panicked. On the battlefield, morale was like a balance. If one side was slightly heavier, it would suppress the other. It was rare for it to be completely balanced.
Facing such a ferocious army, they were afraid and cowardly. They began to retreat, and even the military supervisors behind them couldn't stop them from fleeing.
Seeing them flee, the morale of the Yankang army rose even higher. They chased after them, and the battlefield became bloody and tragic.
The sun set in the west, and the mountains were like the sea. The setting sun was like blood.
This battle was only a corner of the vast battlefield in the Southern Border. It was not the most soul-stirring, tragic, and spectacular battle in the Southern Border. There were battles that were even more soul-stirring, more tragic, and more tragic than this.
When the battle was no longer so intense, it was already night time. The commanders of the various armies began to do a headcount, and General Ba Shan asked, "Where is the person who cut open South Deity's divine weapon?"
The soldiers found Qin Mu's group. There were ten Yankang soldiers in a group, and only three of them were left. Qin Mu wasn't among them.
Some young scholars shook their heads. In the pursuit, they had lost track of Qin Mu.
The soldiers fell silent and returned to report to Ba Shan. Ba Shan also fell silent.
It was common for generals to die in a hundred battles.
Late at night, the battlefield was full of spots of ghostly fire. There were also divine arts practitioners who lit torches to search for the corpses of their comrades. The three young Yankang scholars searched everywhere, hoping to see familiar faces.
Only now did they know why the scarred old soldier wanted them to remember the faces of their comrades. It was to send them home after the battle, to prevent their corpses from freezing in the cold wind and to prevent them from being buried in foreign lands. It was to let them return to their hometowns with the glory that warriors deserved and be buried in their ancestral graves.
The blood was like frost, solidifying on the surface of the corpses.
Will-O '-the-wisps fluttered, and those were the envoys of Youdu guiding the wandering souls on the battlefield. Elders whose faces couldn't be remembered rode paper boats to every corner of the battlefield. They didn't care if they were friend or foe, allowing the souls of the dead to board the paper boats and send them to Youdu.
Whenever the lanterns of these Emissaries of Hell shone on the faces of the wandering souls, no matter how great a general they were or how lowly a soldier they were, they would all have to board the ship.
At this moment, Qin Mu and Celestial Venerable You were sitting on a paper boat, while Butcher was sitting under the lantern.
The surroundings were silent. Only the soldiers from the northwest could be heard from afar. They had thick regional accents as they called out the names of their comrades in the dark night, calling their souls to return and telling them not to enter Youdu by mistake. Youdu had Earth Count, who had the face of a tiger and the body of a cow. He would chase them away with the Styx Whip.
Qin Mu listened to the long call and was slightly entranced.
"Youdu has Youdu rules."
Celestial Venerable You said, "If you want to revive so many people, you are going against Youdu's rules. Earth Count won't agree to it. "
"I naturally know Youdu's rules. Reviving so many people at once is going against Youdu's Great Dao."
Qin Mu said, "However, Earth Count is tightly bound by the rules, so we are in a passive position. Celestial Venerable You, Yankang is a small place to the ten Celestial Venerables. Celestial Venerable Huo has already started to attack Yankang. In the future, if he really comes over, Yankang will collapse, and more people will die. If we let the rules restrict us, what awaits us is only death. Earth Count also hopes to jump out of the restrictions of Youdu's Great Dao. Why not turn a blind eye? "
Celestial Venerable You shook his head. "Earth Count is still Earth Count. Youdu's Great Dao is still Youdu's Great Dao. We have to do things impartially."
"Blockhead!"
Qin Mu was so angry that he laughed. "Celestial Venerable You, go back and tell Earth Count that I'm only discussing with you guys out of courtesy! I'll revive these people directly. There's no need to ask for Earth Count's opinion! It doesn't matter if Earth Count agrees or not, I will definitely do this! "
Celestial Venerable You's gaze landed on him. "You've grown up."
"Very hard, very hard!"
Qin Mu's voice was also hard. "The ancient gods value me because I'm the Invincible Great Wizard. The ancient gods hope that I can use my spells to revive them. Even if their souls scatter, I can pull their souls back. When I revive the human race, are you going to talk to me about the rules? I have the ability, so why can't I use it? "
Celestial Venerable You was still expressionless as he said, "Countless people have died on the battlefield. If you revive them, other than going against Youdu, you'll also exhaust your magic power. How many people can you save? These people's bodies have already been destroyed. Even if you're proficient in the path of creation and can repair their corporeal bodies, how many people can you repair? "
The corners of Qin Mu's eyes twitched.
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