On the vast desolate plains of the State of Heavenly Tomb, a shocking battle was about to erupt.
Looking around, there were densely packed creatures all over the ground like a colony of ants.
On the side of the five royal families, there weren't many creatures, only 200,000 or so.
However, there was a cruel sneer on each of their faces.
It was a cruel expression of seeing prey.
To them, this battle was nothing more than a massacre.
As for the Alliance of Fate of the slave clans.
Although the number of creatures was dozens of times more than the five royal families' army.
However, many living beings were nervous and worried.
Even the patriarchs of the various clans were as pale as paper, feeling uneasy.
At first glance, it looked like the Alliance of Fate's army had surrounded the five royal families' army.
However, it was actually the five royal families' army that had surrounded the Alliance of Fate's army.
This was because the battle strength of both sides was not on the same level at all.
On the side of the five royal families, five figures appeared in the air.
They were the prodigies of the five royal families.
Among them was the Blood Spirit Saintess.
She glanced at the Alliance of Fate's army with a hint of ridicule and disdain in her eyes.
In her eyes, the millions of slave clans were just fish on the chopping board.
However, she still shouted coldly.
"Where is your Saint? Where is he? Tell him to come out!"
On the side of the Alliance of Fate.
Tuoba Yu, Tuoba Lan, and the others walked out.
Tuoba Yu looked at the five royal families' army with a frown.
"Seven days. Have you considered it?" The Blood Spirit Saintess said indifferently.
"That's impossible." Tuoba Yu said resolutely.
He had vaguely guessed it.
Even if they surrendered, they probably wouldn't have a good ending.
"Sigh, it seems that the emperor's kindness is unnecessary." The Blood Spirit Saintess sighed slightly.
"I told you earlier to just kill them all." The Blade Arm Shura Clan prodigy snorted coldly, overflowing with killing intent.
Hearing their words, Tuoba Yu and some of the patriarchs' pupils constricted slightly.
Emperor?
They knew very well what this title meant.
It was the title of the top prodigies of the immortal emperor race!
The big shot behind the five royal families was actually an emperor!
This caused the expressions of the slave clans' patriarchs to change drastically.
In their eyes, the immortal Emperor Clans were no different from gods.
Seeing the reaction of this group of people, a mocking smile appeared in the eyes of the Bloodspirit Saintess.
"You'd rather die than submit, but that doesn't mean others are the same. Now, I'll give you a chance." The Saintess of Blood Spirit smiled charmingly.
He looked like he was watching a show.
One had to admit that they did have some tricks up their sleeves.
Even at the critical juncture of the war, he did not forget to sow discord.
Tuoba Yu didn't say anything.
It was a good opportunity for him to test who was absolutely loyal to the God of Fate and Creation.
And who was fishing in troubled waters?
All of a sudden, the Odd Mist Tribe's patriarch shouted, "I'm willing to surrender!"
"Patriarch Qi Lan, you!" Tuoba Lan's beautiful eyes widened in anger.
"Sister, don't say anymore." Tuoba Yu waved his hand and coldly stared at Patriarch Qi Lan.
He led the entire Mystic Mist Clan to surrender.
Obviously, this was something that had been discussed beforehand.
"My birdman race is also willing to surrender." Another chief shouted.
Subsequently, the leaders of the slave clans successively surrendered.
In the end, there were hundreds of slave clans and millions of slave clans that surrendered!
All of a sudden, the strength of the Alliance of Fate was severely weakened again.
"Hehe, interesting. Your so-called faith is too fragile."
"What God of Fate and Creation? Now it seems that you're really a clown."
The Saintess of Blood Spirit mocked without hiding her ridicule.
"Gods cannot be insulted!"
Tuoba Yu raised his eyebrows, and a cold light burst out from his eyes.
It was the God of Fate and Creation who changed his fate.
It allowed him to grow from a slave clan youth to the current holy hero that was revered by tens of thousands of people.
He would not allow anyone to insult the God of Fate and Creation.
"Kill!"
Tuoba Yu ordered.
The remaining slave clan army roared and rushed out.
Their faith was firm and unshakable, even surpassing life and death, so they were not afraid at all.
"Ridiculous ants, a mantis trying to stop a chariot. The Emperor's mission must be completed." The Saintess of Blood Spirit narrowed her beautiful eyes.
As long as she could please the God Devourer Emperor's son, even if it was just becoming a concubine.
For her, it was a great benefit.
The entire Blood Spirit royal family could benefit because of this.
The alliance army of the five royal clans also made their move. They were mighty.
Although their numbers were not as good as the slave clan alliance, their battle strength was shocking.
Very soon, it was only a few rounds of charging and killing.
More than 100,000 people from the slave clan were killed or injured.
Many slave clan creatures were wailing as they fell into pools of blood.
The Mystic Venerables and Divine Venerables of the royal clan had yet to make their move.
Otherwise, the casualties would be even more terrifying.
"From the looks of it, the battle can be resolved in less than a day." The Blade Arm Asura Clan prodigy sneered.
When all the slave clan creatures here were killed.
The God Devourer Emperor's son could use the blood energy of thousands of resentful spirits to refine his divine weapon, the God Devourer Ring.
"Once the matter is done, our five royal clans can all ascend." The young prodigy of the Blue Ghost Royal Clan revealed a cruel smile.
In their opinion.
The only value of these millions of creatures was to let their clans ascend.
As the battle progressed.
Hundreds of thousands of slave clan creatures had already fallen.
A sorrowful atmosphere filled the air.
"Great God of Fate and Creation, please save us!"
"Great God, I pray to you!"
Behind them, some old, weak, women, and children of the slave clan were praying with red eyes.
Their husbands and sons were lying in pools of blood.
The eyes of the slave clan creatures were filled with despair.
"Why, why is it like this?"
Tuoba Lan's beautiful eyes were filled with tears. She was incomparably sorrowful.
It was not easy for them to establish the Alliance of Fate. Was it going to fall apart just like that?
Tuoba Yu also clenched his fists tightly.
Although he had the cultivation of a Sacred Lord.
But in the face of a battle of this level, he was still helpless.
Not to mention the true big shots of the royal clan. The Mystic Venerables and Divine Venerables had yet to make their move.
There was an even more terrifying Emperor level figure behind them.
Right now, Tuoba Yu had no other good ideas other than praying to the God of Fate and Creation.
Just as the entire battle was about to turn into a one-sided massacre.
Suddenly, two figures tore through the void and walked out.
One of them had a ghost mask on his face and was dressed in white.
The other was dressed in a smoky long dress with a veil covering her face.
It was Jun Xiaoyao and Luo Xiangling.
The reason Luo Xiangling had a veil covering her face was because she was too beautiful.
Wherever she went, she would attract attention. Therefore, she wore a veil to block out the gaze.
"Stop."
An indifferent voice came out of Jun Xiaoyao's mouth.
It was as if there was a strange magic that poured into people's minds.
The entire battlefield instantly quieted down.
The eyes of the Blood Spirit Saintess and the others immediately fell on Jun Xiaoyao and Luo Xiangling.
The two of them restrained their laws and did not leak out the slightest bit of aura.
"You are?" The Blood Spirit Saintess and the other royal clan prodigies frowned slightly.
Jun Xiaoyao did not look at them immediately.
Instead, he looked at the traitors who had betrayed the Alliance of Fate and brandished their blades at their own people.
"Traitors are more disgusting than enemies."
Jun Xiaoyao slowly raised his hand and then snapped his fingers.
Puchi!
The traitors of the Strange Mist Clan, the Birdmen Clan, and the other traitors added up to millions of lives.
In an instant, their bodies exploded and turned into ashes!
This move instantly caused the entire battlefield to fall into a deathly silence!
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