The southern part of the Ninth Heaven. On a certain ruin, a brand-new city rises from the ground, and outside the city, a formation is activated, isolating the eerie whistling of the Yin wind.
After slaying Junzi Yu, the Qin Dynasty began to focus on the construction of the "Realm Gate Pass," not for intercourse with the Yin world, but to use it as a bridgehead to attack the Yin world.
Inside the city, a regiment of the regular Qin Dynasty army is stationed here, not many in number, only one million!
What is a regular army?
Simply put, it is a potential army that serves as the second-line troops of the Qin Dynasty, and also a source of soldiers for the major main battle corps.
"Another tedious day has passed!"
At dusk, as the army rotates, a young soldier laments.
Day after day!
When will he be able to go to battle, earn military merit, and realize his aspirations?
In the rank structure of the Qin Dynasty army, there are main battle corps, second-line troops, and third-line guards!
Among them, the third-line guards are city guards, generally weaker, responsible for suppressing bandits and maintaining the safety of the city and its rural areas, not participating in frontline battles.
The higher-level second-line troops are regular troops, considered elite in third-tier civilizations, with many opportunities to fight.
But unfortunately, this is the Qin Dynasty!
With various main battle corps, large-scale wars in the past never reached the second-line troops.
This has led to the awkward situation of the second-line troops, unable to advance or retreat.
"Stop lamenting!"
"Go back and train well, strive to be the first when the main battle corps selects soldiers!"
A middle-aged soldier said, his eyes blazing with intensity, and beneath his weathered face, there was still a hot-blooded heart.
Every Qin soldier aims to join the main battle corps for honor!
The young soldier nodded, quietly clenching the weapon in his hand.
Boom!
But at this moment, the peaceful "Realm Gate Pass" suddenly trembles, emitting a faint light, and a deep space vortex appears, connecting to the Yin world.
An aura of supreme terror, endless slaughter, and extreme eeriness emanates from within the "Realm Gate Pass."
Innumerable black Yin energy rampages, destroying everything.
"Enemy attack!"
"All units, defend!"
Inside the city, a loud and powerful voice echoes, resounding through the surrounding starfield.
A million Qin soldiers quickly form up, draw their weapons, gather their military spirits, with sharp eyes, staring intently at the "Realm Gate Pass," ready for action.
Vaguely, they can see through the space channel nine supreme figures wielding divine power, followed by countless millions of troops.
"Kill, kill, kill!"
"Roar, roar, roar!"
A few breaths later, sounds of slaughter emerge from the "Realm Gate Pass," very loud, mixed with extreme coldness, freezing the void, shaking the stars.
Men have yet to arrive!
But the commotion has already put enormous pressure on the million Qin soldiers in the city.
"Order, as long as the city stands, the people live; when the city falls, the people die!"
On the tower, a brawny general with a war blade stands, seeing the enemy about to rush out of the "Realm Gate Pass," resolutely commands.
He knows that the enemy this time comes from the Yin world, very powerful.
Absolutely impossible to defeat!
But he did not order a retreat, for a soldier’s mission makes him prefer to die on the battlefield than live in disgrace!
Moreover, now the Qin Dynasty is at war with the Dao Ancestor, and the Yin world’s attack at such a crucial moment is likely due to orders from the Dao Ancestor, putting the Qin Dynasty in a pincer situation.
So, he is prepared for his death, trying to delay as much time as possible for the court to react.
"As you command!"
A million soldiers shouted in unison.
Among them, many had faces full of tension, yet not a single step backward.
Fight to the death!
Fight to the death!
Fight to the death!
This is the will and determination of the soldiers of the Qin Dynasty!
Rather die forever in honor than live half a life in disgrace!
"You’re not running?"
At this moment, a cold voice comes from within the "Realm Gate Pass," reaching the ears of the million Qin soldiers.
In an instant, including the blade-wielding general, everyone’s expressions changed drastically, feeling immense pressure, their blood ceasing to flow, even their hearts aching as if squeezed by a hand.
Boom!
The Ghost Master, Resentment Master, Sect Master of Ten Kings, Yin Heavens Mansion Master, and others appear, the Yama’s Dharma form standing firm, the power of Yin God overflowing, supreme, holding dominion over all creatures’ lives.
Nine streams of Dao Saint power sweep through the vastness.
All directions tremble.
"Dao Saints!"
The blade-wielding general sees the nine lords, his pupils shrinking sharply, his face instantly turning pale.
Originally, he thought the enemies from the Yin world were at most Quasi-Saints, and with their military formation and city protection formation, they could at least delay for a while, but now it seems he was too optimistic.
A single supreme Dao Saint only needs to move a finger to annihilate them!
"Kill!"
The Ghost Master does not pause, launching an attack directly, striking with a palm.
The void shatters endlessly, a palm print enshrouded in ghostly qi appears, covering the star dome, immense power surging, with extraordinary divine might, capable of subduing all things in the world.
What city, what starry sky, what million Qin army, all appear insignificant!
The palm strikes down, and heaven and earth fall silent!
Time and space are directly sealed!
The entire city falls within the range of the palm’s attack.
"Damn it!"
The blade-wielding general’s face turns exceptionally grim, clenching his teeth, overcoming the pressure from the Dao Saint, and laboriously raising his right hand to slash out a burst of blade energy.
The Ghost Master’s eyes flash with a hint of astonishment, a little Supreme Warrior daring to draw his blade against a Dao Saint, this is a man of courage.
"What use is it though?"
"Merely a futile struggle!"
The Ghost Master shakes his head, his expression returning to calm, indifferent, and ruthless.
Boom!
The blade energy shatters.
The blade-wielding general’s face pales, spitting a mouthful of blood, collapsing to the ground, severely injured.
Besides him, the million Qin soldiers also suffer terribly, blown away by the fierce palm wind, collapsing to the ground, unable to move.
Death!
Envelopes everyone’s heart!
"Daring ghost creature, to harm the warriors of the Qin Dynasty, you shall be executed!"
Just as the Ghost Master’s palm print is about to strike the city, an angry voice comes from afar.
Twee!
Next, an immortal arrow is shot from a distant galaxy, piercing through countless stars, traversing endless time and space, and piercing the palm print.
"What?"
The Ghost Master’s face changes dramatically, stumbling, almost falling back into the "Realm Gate Pass."
The Resentment Master, Soul Master, Bone Master, and others show slight changes in expression, filled with vigilance, instinctively gripping their weapons.
They know that the Ghost Master, at the peak of the Dao Saint, was injured by an arrow shot from who knows where.
Most critically, the arrow was not directly aimed at the Ghost Master but at the palm print.
"Saved!"
The blade-wielding general collapsed on the ground, seeing the palm print disperse above his head, breathes a sigh of relief, struggling to stand.
He wants to witness the enemy being executed with his own eyes!
Boom!
Above the city.
Ripples in the starry sky, the figure of Xue Rengui appears, holding a bow and arrow, his gaze like a sword, coldly staring at the Ghost Master and others, causing the latter to feel a chill throughout their bodies.
Then, he looks towards the city guards, seeing most of them severely injured, his anger erupts, fury reaching the sky.
Chapter 1306: 1299: The Battle at Boundary Gate Pass
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