After being exiled for eighteen years, the prince returned to the capital as a veritable immortal.

"The pride of the Dao heart."

"A precarious situation."

……

With the Taoist scriptures echoing in his ears, Huo Wubing fought with increasing ferocity.

Only he could hear the recitation.

When he reached the pinnacle of the terrestrial immortal realm, his voice abruptly ceased.

Huo Wubing was extremely grateful.

This advice saved him at least several hundred years of cultivation.

At the same time, he admired Zhou Yi's strength even more.

Cultivation is difficult, and advancing to the level of a terrestrial immortal is even more challenging.

Every cultivator, specializing in their own path, finds it extremely difficult to advance to the perfect Nascent Soul stage.

Zhou Yi was able to easily discover the bottlenecks in his cultivation and use the Daoist scriptures to guide him through them.

This level of attainment is something that ordinary terrestrial immortals at the peak of their cultivation cannot achieve.

No wonder the grandson of the Emperor dared to challenge the Overlord Emperor.

His aura surged, and Huo Wubing felt a surge of heroic spirit.

The Plum Blossom Divine Spear, with its formidable power concealed, thrusts out a simple spear.

This shot had no dazzling light, no chilling killing intent.

It was as if he were just a novice martial artist casually flicking his spear.

Returning to simplicity and authenticity.

This shot, however, possessed a destructive power more than a hundred times greater than the previous one.

Xiang Bosun grew increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed.

At the beginning of the war, his cultivation level was clearly on par with Huo Wubing's.

In terms of personal cultivation alone, he even has a slight advantage.

however.

In the midst of the fierce battle, the opponent's cultivation level increased rapidly.

As his cultivation level increased, his opponent's cultivation also rose accordingly, overwhelming him to the point that he had almost no strength to lift his sword.

In just a short while.

He could clearly sense that his opponent's realm of immortality had reached perfection.

How can this be?

In battle, some insights are gained and breakthroughs are achieved, though few in number.

However, continuously improving one's realm and cultivation level during battle is unheard of.

Xiang Bosun noticed that Huo Wubing kept glancing at Zhou Yi on the city wall.

Could it be that the Grandson of the Emperor is giving instructions to his opponent?

impossible!

Xiang Bosun immediately denied his idea.

With just verbal guidance, he enabled a terrestrial immortal to advance from the Great Completion stage to the Perfection stage.

Even the legendary Golden Immortal could not do that.

Before he could think too much, Huo Wubing's simple yet powerful spear thrust was already upon him.

Xiang Bosun's expression changed drastically.

This shot, though simple and unadorned, was enough to shatter the heavens and the earth.

"puff!"

He spat a mouthful of blood essence onto the sword's edge, squeezing out the last bit of magical power from his body.

A surge of immense magical power suddenly erupted, and the sword in his hand unleashed a devastating strike.

He had no time to care about anything else.

To survive, one must first withstand this fatal blow.

The sword's edge gleamed, like a white ribbon slashing towards Huo Wubing.

however.

The overwhelming, dazzling white sword light was shattered by the long spear that flew through the air.

The spear only trembled slightly before continuing its ascent through the air.

"puff!"

The sharp spearhead pierced the indestructible chest.

"Failed!"

Xiang Bosun sighed deeply.

His opponent's breakthrough at the last minute left him feeling powerless.

He experienced setbacks and moments of despair, but he felt little fear.

Land-based immortals can be reborn indefinitely.

The opponent can kill him, but cannot completely eliminate him.

however.

An astonishing burst of magical power erupted from the tip of the spear in his chest cavity.

"boom!"

He bowed his head to Bosun and watched as his chest exploded into a bloody mist and dust.

Centered on the tip of the gun, the area shattered by the explosion rapidly expanded.

His abdomen, neck, chin...

Fry them into small pieces.

Tsk tsk, this is the process of death.

With Xiang Bosun's cultivation level, the explosion process, which occurred in an instant, was like slow motion in his eyes.

Every organ went from being whole to being blown into a bloody mist.

He could see everything clearly.

He silently recited the rebirth spell, his mind at peace, waiting only for his rebirth.

Land immortals are immortal.

What is there to be afraid of?

however.

His pupils suddenly dilated dramatically, and boundless fear rose to his face.

The silver spearhead unleashed a surge of magical power that continued to increase exponentially.

Its domineering and unparalleled power exceeds the limits of what space can withstand.

The transparent space shattered into fragments of varying sizes, like glass.

Behind the spatial fragments, a dark and chaotic void was revealed.

Around the tip of the spear, the chaotic void formed a ring and rapidly spread in all directions.

Blood mist, fragments of bone and flesh... and everything floating around were all swallowed up by the chaotic void.

The chaotic void devours everything.

Even the most powerful terrestrial immortals could not survive in it for even a moment.

dead!

Being swallowed by the chaotic void means certain death.

Xiang Bosun's calm expression suddenly turned into one of extreme terror.

He desperately channeled his magic power, trying to dodge and escape...

He must break free from the engulfing influence of the chaotic void.

however.

His body had been blown in two, and he could no longer circulate his magic power smoothly.

"No! I'm not reconciled!"

He shouted desperately.

However, the words were never spoken.

A dark, chaotic void suddenly appeared, then instantly returned to a transparent space.

The sky was clear and cloudless.

It was as if nothing had ever happened.

However, Xiang Bosun, who was standing in mid-air, vanished into thin air.

It was as if no one had ever lived there.

Only a precious sword fell from mid-air to the ground.

……

died!

The battlefield, stretching for dozens of miles, was silent as if the soldiers were dead.

A terrestrial deity capable of infinite rebirth was completely annihilated.

Land immortals are immortal.

Previously, the Grandson of the Emperor had completely killed the Confucian sage Dong Tianshu.

Now, Huo Wubing has completely wiped out Xiang Bosun.

The soldiers of the Great Qian Dynasty were surprisingly fierce.

The myth of immortal land immortals has been repeatedly shattered.

Only Huo Wubing knew that his ability to pierce through the void with a single spear thrust was entirely due to Zhou Yi's guidance.

The other party not only guided him to advance his realm to perfection, but also taught him the methods of killing gods in the chaotic void.

Huo Wubing, feeling triumphant, turned around and raised his gun to thank Zhou Yi.

"The General has won!"

"The general is mighty!"

"The general is mighty!"

……

The soldiers raised their arms and shouted in unison, their voices soaring into the sky.

The Qingzhou defenders followed closely behind, raising their arms and shouting joyous celebrations of victory. Victory!

"Boom, boom, boom..."

King Qingzhou awoke as if from a dream, his face flushed with excitement, and he frantically beat the war drums.

At that moment, he saw hope for survival.

If it weren't for the Heavenly Emperor issuing a challenge, explicitly stating that he would not accept surrender.

He had already opened the gates to welcome the rebels.

He glanced sideways at Zhou Yi, his heart filled with smugness.

To defeat the rebels, we still need to rely on General Huo.

……

The Jiangdong Army was deathly silent.

Our vanguard general was killed in his first battle against the imperial reinforcements.

The Overlord Emperor's face was filled with rage.

He spurred his black horse and directly challenged Zhou Yi:

"Zhou Yi, you brat, let's fight to the death!"

"Overlord Emperor, if you wish to challenge Prince Yi, you must first get past this general's Plum Blossom Spear!"

Huo Wubing stopped the other party.

The Overlord Emperor's eyes revealed contempt: "You are far from being good enough."

Although the other party had already advanced to the Perfect Realm, he still didn't take them seriously.

"Chu Ba, you must first get past General Huo." Zhou Yi chuckled.

When cultivators fight for their lives, their cultivation level is not everything.

Take Huo Wubing as an example; he has just advanced to the Perfect Realm.

The supernatural powers and spells at this level are far inferior to those of the Overlord Emperor.

In a duel between two people, a single misstep could be fatal.

However, with Zhou Yi by their side, they can provide assistance at any time.

He naturally wouldn't let Huo Wubing miss such a good opportunity to gain experience.

"kill!"

The flying troops charged forward, and Huo Wubing rushed towards the Overlord Emperor.