The Void Tribe placed the three Lingyun Shuttles at the entrance of the Path to Heaven. They were not going to use the Lingyun Shuttles to kill their enemies.
This was because they knew that their opponents also had Lingyun Shuttles. Furthermore, once they used the Lingyun Shuttles, Ye Tianze would definitely attack them. The three Lingyun Shuttles they had brought were basically food for Ye Tianze.
The three Lingyun Shuttles were placed outside as a deterrent to the Void Tribe cultivators who entered the Path to Heaven. Su Ming had issued a death order, so no one was allowed to retreat.
His meaning was simple. If they dared to retreat, the star crossbows on the Lingyun Shuttles would destroy them. This was equivalent to military punishment.
Similarly, Su Ming increased the reward tenfold. Anyone who chopped off Tang Guo's head would be rewarded with 10,000,000 immortal-level purple gold coins. Anyone who took the head of a Sky Punishment Army soldier would be rewarded with 1,000,000 immortal-level purple gold coins.
After using both the carrot and the stick, the Void Tribe, who had lost their will to fight, had no choice but to fight the Desolate Tribe in the Path to Heaven.
"The Void Tribe actually took out the Lingyun Shuttles to deal with their own people. It seems like no one can withstand the attack of the Sky Punishment Army!"
"What kind of armor is that? How could it be so powerful? This must be related to the Mysterious Underworld Race. Could the Mysterious Underworld Race have provided these things to the Desolate Tribe?"
"This is much more powerful than the Flowing Light Armor of the Mysterious Underworld Race. Furthermore, the Mysterious Underworld Race also suffered a loss because of this armor. This is definitely not something that belongs to the Mysterious Underworld Race. However, this thing is too terrifying. Fortunately, there are only 10,000 of them. Otherwise, the Desolate Tribe would be able to take over the entire myriad of realms."
The scouts of the myriad of realms discussed this in secret. They only realized the pressure the Void Tribe was facing when they saw the Lingyun Shuttles being taken out.
At the same time, in the Desolate City …
"The Desolate Tribe is really talented. If this young man grows up in the future, his future will be limitless. It's a pity that he cannot leave the Desolate Land."
Tang Guoguo had killed her way through the Void Tribe Army seven times, which had surprised the old man. The fact that the Desolate Tribe had been able to inflict a one-to-one loss on the Void Tribe Army made him sigh in admiration.
At that moment, he had no choice but to admit that the Desolate Tribe was stronger than the Void Tribe. After all, the Desolate Tribe was the weaker party while the Void Tribe was the second overlord of the Myriad Realms.
Despite having such an advantage, the Void Tribe was still fighting like this. They were actually desperate enough to use the Lingyun Shuttle to block their own people. It was clear how pathetic the Void Tribe was at this moment.
"If the Primordial Desolate Tribe can obtain sufficient resources and become a civilization, they will definitely not lose to the civilizations in the heavens."
Qin Dudu said confidently, "They possess something that the majority of cultivators in the myriad of worlds and even the heavens do not possess."
"You mean that kind of belief?"
The old man guessed what she was talking about. "My Lord has poured a lot of effort into them. After all, they are my Lord's handiwork. Isn't it good to be in the Portrait of All Living Beings? Why did you enter the Primal Chaos World? "
"In the end, you still view them as ants without faith, but they are not ants." Qin Dudu said.
"Ants with faith are ultimately still ants. Just like the current battlefield. No matter how hard they fight or how strong their faith is, they can only be crushed in the face of the Void Tribe. If I were them, I would surrender as soon as possible."
The old man said, "Unfortunately, it's too late now. The Void Tribe has already been infuriated. They came here to intimidate and defeat an enemy that the Mysterious Underworld Tribe couldn't defeat in order to win the hearts of the myriad realms. However, they never imagined that they would suffer an even more tragic defeat than the Mysterious Underworld Tribe. As an overlord, the Void Tribe will not give up so easily. In that case, only by destroying the entire Desolate Tribe can they recoup their losses!"
"But what if Ye Tianze personally takes action?"
Qin Dudu said. "Destroying his Desolate Tribe will infuriate him. The promised ten years is actually ten years for the all-heavens. If he is infuriated and becomes the Death Lord, the all-heavens won't have another ten years and all living beings won't have another ten years."
The old man suddenly fell silent. If Ye Tianze was infuriated, the Third Plague War would begin. The unstable Primal Chaos World would find it very difficult to withstand the onslaught of the Third Plague of Death. The nomological laws that had been constructed by the myriad realms and all the civilizations there could be destroyed.
Everything would return to the primal chaos. Everything that had been established for nine eras would cease to exist.
The old man's hand that was holding the chess piece trembled slightly. He was somewhat unwilling to admit defeat, but it was useless. Letting the Death Lord step into the Portrait of All Living Beings was the best solution.
"The Legalist School will intervene!" The old man said calmly. "I will fulfill my promise and preserve the Desolate Tribe's existence, but … the Desolate Tribe can only survive here. They can't become a civilization. This is another Portrait of All Living Beings for them."
The old man wouldn't show mercy to anything related to the Death Lord. Even if the life here was so brilliant, not wiping it out was the greatest mercy of the old man and the Legalist School.
Qin Dudu smiled and said, "The war isn't over yet. Perhaps everything will be different from what you imagine."
"Where does my lady's confidence come from?" The old man finally put down the chess piece and the game started to change.
Qin Dudu frowned slightly. She realized that after this chess piece was put down, her previous plan became more subtle.
The war in the Path of Heaven continued!
For the Desolate Tribe and the Void Tribe, time passed extremely slowly. This was because they were competing with their opponents in terms of willpower.
Tang Guo Guo led his Heaven Punishment Army back and forth. One month, two months, three months …
Until one year. After one year, the Heaven Punishment Army finally suffered casualties. His hands, which were holding his sword, were trembling slightly.
He could feel that the warriors behind him were already exhausted. In this year of battle, they had given their all and reached their limits.
What was supporting them now was the power of the armor. They didn't expect the Heaven Punishment Armor to be so strong.
These 10,000 warriors had completely fused with the armor. The armor was like their flesh and blood. However, this flesh and blood would be worn down under continuous attacks.
After fighting for an entire year, their Qi and Yuan Li were already empty. Their supplies were also depleted.
Tang Guo Guo wanted to go back to replenish his supplies, but he knew that once he did, he would bring great pressure to the Wei Yang Eight Armies.
Moreover, his father, the commander-in-chief of the Desolate Tribe, hadn't given the order yet. He knew that he wouldn't retreat!
Before the war ended, his father wouldn't give the order for him to retreat. The blood of the Futian Tribe flowed in his body.
He was the son of the young master of the Futian Tribe. Naturally, he should stand at the front. Even if he died in battle, he should be the first to die.
Tang Guo Guo held the sword in his trembling hand and gave the order to attack again. However, this time, his sword wasn't as sharp as before.
Their attacks were no longer as powerful. In the past, they were the fastest. Now, they needed a month to kill their way to the exit.
The Void Tribe could feel their exhaustion. This made them heave a sigh of relief. After killing the first Heaven Punishment Army warrior, the morale of the Void Tribe soared.
Tang Guo Guo and his Heaven Punishment Army's battle record was one of the best in the history of the ten thousand worlds. In their era, this battle record was considered a miracle among miracles.
Even if they won this battle and killed the 10,000 Heaven Punishment Army warriors, they would still be traumatized for the rest of their lives.
"Finally, there are casualties. If this continues, we have hope!" In the camp of the Void Tribe, Su Ming was excited when he saw the battle report.
The generals present were the same. However, Su Yuhan couldn't get excited. This was because in this year, the Void Tribe had lost close to 80 million soldiers.
When they came, they had lost 100 million. If the Void Tribe hadn't given up on their dignity and sent reinforcements to destroy the Desolate Tribe at all costs, the Void Tribe would have collapsed.
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