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Chapter 2038

Words:1770Update:22/12/22 21:27:15

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The cultivators of the alliance army, who had just regained hope, did not even have time to react before Jia Wudao's head was smashed into pieces. His body started to disintegrate at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The battlefield was so silent that one could hear a pin drop. They only reacted when Ye Tianze took away the cave abode on Jia Wudao's body.

"He's dead. The Grand Marshal actually … died in the hands of a Dao Integration Realm cultivator!"

"That's impossible. The Grand Marshal is a Peerless Dao cultivator. How could he die in the hands of a Peerless Dao cultivator? I must be dreaming."

"It's over. It's all over. Even the Grand Marshal is done for. We've really met a ghost. The Desolate Tribe is a bunch of monsters. The Desolate Lord is also a monster."

"What is that bracelet? How could it kill the Grand Marshal in one hit?"

The cultivators of the alliance army felt their hearts sink. They thought back to two years ago when they had come here in high spirits. They had treated the Desolate Tribe like ants.

They had lost in the battles over the past few days. They did not understand why the Desolate Tribe cultivators had become stronger as they fought.

It was only now that they realized that their opponents had never been weaker than them.

"Long live the emperor. Long live the emperor …"

The Storm Army and the Heaven's Equal Army cheered loudly. This made the cultivators of the alliance army even more terrified.

"Kill!"

Ye Tianze pointed his spear at the cultivators of the alliance army. His roar made the cultivators of the alliance army tremble with fear.

The golden bracelet he had just used was the Heavenly Dipper Bracelet. Although Ye Tianze had been in seclusion in Floating Sky City, he had not been idle.

Besides absorbing the death energy from the Desolate Tribe, he had also been refining the Heavenly Dipper Bracelet. It had taken him a full two years to suppress the will of the Heavenly Dipper Bracelet.

This was because the Heavenly Dipper Bracelet had been knocked down by the Sagely Master's Preceptor Ruler and had become a superior-grade connate spirit treasure.

If Ye Tianze hadn't lost his cultivation, he wouldn't have been able to suppress it with his current strength. But now, he could only use a small portion of the Heavenly Dipper Divine Bracelet's power.

But this small portion of power, when used at the critical moment, became infinite power. Before Jia Wudao died, he could never have imagined that Ye Tianze actually had such a ferocious Divine Grade Innate Spiritual Treasure like the Heavenly Dipper Bracelet.

Following Ye Tianze's command, the Storm Legion charged into the allied army's camp like a raging gale.

Following closely behind was the Heaven's Equal Legion. The combined strength of the two legions was only close to 200 million.

Their numbers were far inferior to the other six legions, but when Jia Wudao died and the morale of the allied forces completely collapsed, they seemed to have gained a huge advantage. In an instant, they broke through the allied forces' formation. Although the entire allied forces did not collapse in one blow, they were close to collapse.

However, the remaining 300 million allied forces were the elites of the Myriad Domain Legion. Although the Storm Legion and the Heaven's Equal Legion had gained the upper hand, they couldn't surround the allied forces when they started to scatter.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, the Vulcan Legion and the Thunder Legion arrived and completely surrounded the fleeing allied forces.

This fierce battle lasted for close to five days. Corpses littered the land within a few thousand miles. When the Tai Yue Legion and the Black Gold Legion arrived, the allied forces had completely collapsed.

In close to half a month, the six legions worked together to annihilate the remaining 300 million allied forces.

Ye Tianze could feel that the power of death in his body had condensed and taken form. In particular, the will of death seemed to be about to take form, forming a faint shadow in his sea of consciousness.

The face of this shadow was very similar to his, except that its eyes were scarlet, like the light of death in hell.

"Could it be that the day the will of death completely takes form is the day the Law of Death is formed?" Ye Tianze speculated.

The Primitive Eight Armies had killed billions, and these billions were all counted on Ye Tianze. Every time the warriors of the Primitive Tribe killed an enemy, Ye Tianze's power of death would increase.

Similarly, every time the Desolate Tribe's strength increased by a level, Ye Tianze's life force would also increase by a bit. In this way, the power of death far surpassed the power of life that represented all living beings.

However, Ye Tianze still believed that the power of life that represented all living beings was the first to take form and form the Law of Death.

The power of death that the Primitive Tribe could bring to this battle had almost reached its limit. Without the support of war, there would be no power of death.

However, lifeforce was different. Lifeforce had to be accumulated in an environment where there was no war. The Desolate race had killed a billion cultivators in the allied army and obtained countless heads. The heads and spoils of war they obtained would all be turned into resources.

In this way, the Primitive Tribe's battle strength would increase explosively for a long time. It was much more terrifying than the Primitive Tribe, who grew stronger as they fought on the battlefield.

After the allied army was completely annihilated, the Tai Yue Army was in charge of guarding the Heavenly Path. This was the largest entrance to the Bedlam Lands from the outside world.

Even if the ten thousand worlds invaded again, the Tai Yue Army's strong defense would be able to hold out until the other armies came to their aid.

The rest of the armies, except for a small portion, returned to the Primitive Desolate Lands to recuperate.

"Did you hear? The Primitive Tribe defeated the allied army of ten thousand worlds and annihilated the billion invaders!"

"It's unbelievable. When the allied army came, they were chasing the Primitive Tribe away. At that time, I thought that it was a normal rotation. I didn't expect the Primitive Tribe to create a miracle."

"It's not just a miracle. This is simply heaven-defying. How long has the Primitive Tribe been in the Chaotic World? How long has it been in the Bedlam Lands? The most unbelievable thing is that the Chaos Master is already in the Dao Integration Realm and killed a cultivator from the Limitless Path! "

"No, no, no. It's not just one, it's two. It's said that the Chaos Master killed a cultivator from the Limitless Path in front of the Chaos Lands. That cultivator was from the Confucian Sect!"

"He should be called the Primitive Lord now. What Chaos Master? The entire Bedlam Lands will change. From now on, it will be called the Primitive Civilization."

"How dare you call yourself a civilization? Even if we win this battle, there is still the next one. The myriad worlds will not give up just like that. The one billion allied forces in this battle are just a test of the myriad worlds' armies. They even underestimated the enemy. Think about it, if the myriad worlds' civilizations really went all out, how could it be just one billion? You can easily raise an army of hundreds of billions! "

On the way back, all the homesteads in the Bedlam Lands received the news. They were frightened and worried.

They knew very well that the Bedlam Lands belonged to various forces. No one could monopolize it.

Now, not only did the Primitive Tribe monopolize the Bedlam Lands, but they also annihilated the allied army. When the ten thousand worlds received the news, they would be furious.

The ancient civilizations of the ten thousand worlds would not give up. When the time came, the Primitive Tribe would have no way to survive.

They were destined to be ants in a game between the two sides. No one would care about their lives.

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