The words had barely fallen.
Suddenly, countless Void rifts appeared around Pule Mountain, and figures erged from them.
In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of troops clad in black armor surrounded Pule Mountain.
The person who had just spoken was the general on the bronze chariot.
Engaging with Joyful Vajra was not Bai Qi at all, but Wang Ben.
Bai Qi stood silently at the center of the mustering stage, while Wang Ben and Joyful Vajra exchanged idle chatter.
Joyful Vajra glanced at Wang Ben on the bronze chariot, dismissing him as Tier Four Basic, not worth quarreling with.
Scanning the area, he quickly spotted Bai Qi on the mustering stage.
At this mont, Joyful Vajra's heart was a tumult of emotions.
How could the Human Race suddenly produce so many mighty warriors?
Even though Joyful Vajra couldn't manifest in the Real World, they still held intelligence of it.
According to Joyful Vajra's knowledge, the Human Race in the Real World was so weak, Tier Five was already Peak.
If not for the Power of the World repelling them, he could lead Pule Mountain's forces to dominate the Real World.
Yet now, Joyful Vajra realized that the intelligence was pure nonsense.
The Human Race was full of powerful warriors, even capable of launching a counterattack against their world.
This is fu....
The intelligence team—all damned!
"Fellow cultivator, may I ask why you lead an army to my Pule Mountain?"
"Pule Mountain has always been at peace with the world and shouldn't have offended you!"
"You seek those three, perhaps? They attacked my Pule Mountain, and should, by right, be punished as a warning to others."
"But since you want them, you can take them away. I, Joyful, enjoy making friends with strong individuals." Joyful Vajra said, cupping his hands toward Bai Qi.
Indeed, those who recognize the tis are the ones with wisdom.
Joyful Vajra certainly knew how to gauge the situation.
He knew that even if he could repel Bai Qi, his subordinates on the mountain could not withstand Bai Qi's army.
At this mont, conceding and hoping Bai Qi might withdraw his troops was the best possible outco.
Joyful Vajra thought he had offered Bai Qi enough face.
Yet...
Slaying God Bai Qi was not swayed by such gestures.
The next mont, Bai Qi stretched out his hand, and the crimson longsword which had been hovering over the heads of Xiang Yu and his companions appeared in his hand.
"Kill!"
Bai Qi, sparing words, swung the crimson longsword, uttering a single command.
Those Qin soldiers encircling Pule Mountain awaited this very order.
The Qin forces charged onto Pule Mountain like wolves and tigers, launching a ruthless slaughter against Joyful Vajra's followers.
These Qin soldiers were all godlike warriors.
To call them heavenly soldiers would not be an exaggeration.
In an instant, miserable screams echoed across Pule Mountain.
Following the cries, one could see the Qin soldiers, clad in black armor, swiftly and efficiently cutting down the demon fiends on Pule Mountain.
Striking with ruthless precision, like machines.
The victims of their brutal massacre included not only Joyful Vajra's followers but also his retorts.
Everywhere across the mountain, the corpses of demons lay exposed after being slain.
Corpses scattered everywhere, rivers of blood flowed, and the air was thick with the scent of blood.
Who could have imagined that Pule Mountain could turn into a slaughterhouse?
One must know, Pule Mountain was Joyful Vajra's domain.
And Joyful Vajra was one of the World Honored's five protectors, a trusted general of the World Honored.
This was no longer just a slap in the World Honored's face, it's defecating upon it!
Joyful Vajra was furious!
Even a clay Buddha has so temper.
He had given enough face, even agreeing to let them take the three individuals away.
Yet, they still used an iron-fisted approach to destroy Pule Mountain.
Pule Mountain was beyond saving.
Joyful Vajra's reputation was destined to be tarnished, and at this point, he had nothing more to lose.
Wielding his staff, he charged toward Bai Qi.
Today, no matter what, Bai Qi must pay the price.
Bai Qi must understand, Joyful Vajra cannot be shad.
Joyful Vajra charged furiously, his entire being engulfed in rage, attacking from the air.
"Wretched humans!"
"Today, you shall die!"
Fueled by intense anger, combined with his naturally fierce fighting style, Joyful Vajra seed even more formidable and ferocious.
Yet Bai Qi continued to stand proudly on the mustering stage, his eyes fixed firmly on the battlefield, seemingly indifferent to the advancing Joyful Vajra.
At this mont, Bai Qi's whole deanor exuded a calm indifference, like the breeze brushing the mountain ridge.
Unmoved as a mountain.
Bai Qi's stance embodied these four words.
Until the mont Joyful Vajra's staff was about to strike Bai Qi on the forehead, Bai Qi slowly raised his hand holding the sword.
One sword stroke.
In an instant, Bai Qi's movent seed to synchronize with the tens of thousands of Qin soldiers.
His every move mirrored that of the entire army.
Bai Qi's swordsmanship was extrely simple, just a gentle forward thrust.
As Bai Qi made this move, the tens of thousands of troops below replicated the sa gesture.
"Clang!"
The sword tip struck the staff, producing the sound of tal clashing, and then, the unbelievable happened.
Joyful Vajra's staff cracked inch by inch in an instant, and then turned to ashes.
Bai Qi's sword, unobstructed, pierced Joyful Vajra's chest.
"Pfft!"
With the sound of blood flowing, a mist of blood burst forth from Joyful Vajra.
Joyful Vajra was taken aback; he quickly distanced himself from Bai Qi.
At this mont, his expression was akin to seeing a ghost.
Both being Tier Four Peak, a step into Tier Three power, Bai Qi nearly vanquished him with one sword.
Sa power, but how could this be?
Even more astonishingly, Bai Qi was able to fight him with greater ease than when he battled Huo Qubing.
Unbelievable.
No matter how hard he tried, Joyful Vajra found it impossible to believe.
At this mont, Joyful Vajra's body was trembling slightly.
"Run!"
"Must escape!"
"If I don't run, I'll surely die today!" Thinking this, Joyful Vajra didn't hesitate and imdiately tore apart the Void to flee.
Surprisingly, Bai Qi did not stop him nor pursue.
"Commander, not chasing him?" ng Tian asked, approaching Bai Qi's side.
Bai Qi glanced in the direction of Joyful Vajra's escape, then looked at the nearing aftermath of the battlefield, coldly replying, "This is far from enough."
ng Tian understood!
Bai Qi deliberately let Joyful Vajra escape!
Wherever Joyful Vajra fled, they would pursue and slaughter.
Our commander here doesn't accept jobs with less than four hundred thousand.
This re Pule Mountain, with just tens of thousands of demon fiends, is not close to forty thousand yet!
"n, move faster!" ng Tian quickly urged his subordinates.
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