Chapter 1340: 1332: Luo Hou’s Tracks

Xuan City. Inside the City Lord’s mansion.

"Everyone, good news!"

"As of now, over three hundred civilizations have agreed to submit to the Qin Dynasty!"

Lv Bu held a piece of intelligence and strode into the hall, laughing aloud.

Upon hearing this, all the generals in the hall showed joyful expressions.

"Less than ten days have passed since the issuance of the Imperial Edict of Submission; in the coming months, the number of civilizations submitting to the Qin Dynasty should increase several times over!"

Faced with this good news, even Bai Qi, who was usually cold by nature, showed a hint of a smile.

The universe is vast.

To this day, there are still many civilizations that have not received the Imperial Edict of Submission.

In addition, those civilizations that have received the edict are probably still in a dilemma.

"General Bai, let us quickly report this news to His Majesty!"

Lv Bu suggested.

Bai Qi nodded and immediately took out a memorial to start writing.

Soon, a beam of black light left Xuan City.

...

Somewhere in the starry sky.

Zhao Yun led the army, flying towards the Great Realm ahead.

"According to the star map, it will be at most two more days until we reach the ’Gold Sharp Realm’!"

Zhao Yun murmured to himself while looking at the star map in his hand.

Since leaving the myriad realms, he led his soldiers in a mad dash, conquering three civilizations consecutively, now rushing to the fourth civilization.

Calculating the time, he occupied four civilizations in four years!

His speed is nothing short of fast.

And the speed he achieved has a direct link to the soldiers he selected for this campaign.

Behind him was the elite force of the Second Corps, numbering only a million, but with the lowest cultivation at the Immortal Emperor stage, exuding a sky-covering aura, sweeping across the cosmos.

Wherever they passed, distant stars trembled.

Soon, Zhao Yun arrived outside a Great Realm, his brows tightly furrowed.

"Demonic Qi!"

As he got closer to the ’Gold Sharp Realm’, Zhao Yun detected that the void was filled with exceedingly pure demonic qi.

Does the ’Gold Sharp Realm’ inhabit a demon clan?

But that’s not right!

The information indicates that the beings of ’Gold Sharp Realm’ are proficient in gold-based powers.

"You all wait here!"

Unclear on the situation of the ’Gold Sharp Realm’, Zhao Yun dared not venture further and commanded his soldiers behind him.

With those words, he transformed into a stream of light and flew toward the ’Gold Sharp Realm’. Upon near arrival, his divine consciousness spread out like a giant net, instantly enveloping the Great Realm.

Soon, as if discovering something, Zhao Yun’s expression turned cold, a suffocating murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"Who?"

Just then, a terrifying aura surged straight from the ’Gold Sharp Realm’ into the cosmos, accompanied by boundless demonic qi, endlessly obscuring the starry sky.

Boom!

Without thinking, Zhao Yun thrust out his spear.

A silver-white spear dragon emerged, dazzling and radiant, with an endless edge, spanning a million miles, tearing through the demonic qi ahead, revealing a figure in a black robe.

"So it’s you!"

Staring at the person in the black robe, Zhao Yun’s eyes turned blood-red, his expression fierce, glaring at the figure as though seeing his father’s killer.

Endless fierce light shot into the sky.

Extreme murderous intent raged, pervading the universe.

Who is it?

To make him so furious!

"Couldn’t think you’d find me?"

Facing Zhao Yun, Luo Hou had a similarly grim countenance, infinite demonic intent spreading, causing the surrounding starry sky to shatter.

Upon closer inspection, one would notice a trace of panic flashing in his eyes.

The Qin Dynasty has come knocking.

What to do?

"Die!"

The next instant, Luo Hou’s face twisted as he took out the God-Slayer Spear, the starry sky collapsing behind him, revealing the demonic ancestor’s manifest, enormous to a million miles, surrounded by demonic intent, tearing through everything.

Boom!

The God-Slayer Spear shattered the void, chopping out a gigantic spear aura spanning a billion miles, dazzling fiercely, locked onto Zhao Yun.

The aura that erupted had reached the peak of the Dao Saint Realm.

After occupying the ’Gold Sharp Realm’, Luo Hou operated the "Taoist Seed Demon Technique", devouring all life in the ’Gold Sharp Realm’, his cultivation advancing swiftly, reaching the peak of the Dao Saint Realm.

But for Zhao Yun, Luo Hou’s cultivation was still lacking.

"Die!"

With a concentrated gaze, a terrifying and boundless hatred erupted from Zhao Yun’s body, sweeping his war spear, shattering Luo Hou’s attack.

Unmatched power erupted.

The surrounding starry sky shattered entirely, no material, law, or Dao remained, only the sharp breath of spear energy, destroying heaven and earth.

Pong!

Luo Hou’s body trembled, knocked back directly. As he steadied himself, his arms split open, spilling copious amounts of black demon blood.

"Demon Ancestor!"

In the ’Gold Sharp Realm’, countless powerful demons were shocked, hurriedly picking up weapons, traversing the starry sky, standing in front of Luo Hou.

"Petal Rain!"

With a cold smile at the corner of his mouth, Zhao Yun swiftly brandished his war spear.

Boom!

A flurry of spear flowers exploded, the countless demon clan powerhouses at the forefront didn’t manage to utter a single cry before all were blasted into blood mist.

Witnessing this, the pupils of the demon clan powerhouses behind contracted sharply, yet none retreated, all advancing.

Death!

They were scared too.

But compared to death, they held a firmer belief.

Rather become wandering souls than fail to protect the demon ancestor’s safety.

Zhao Yun’s expression remained unchanged, with each step drawing near, he thrust repeatedly, killing all enemy demon clan powerhouses within several leagues.

Blood splashed, pooling into lakes in the starry sky.

A moment later, most demon clan powerhouses were wiped out, leaving only the last four Great Saints protecting Luo Hou’s side.

"Could you spare my clan?"

Luo Hou pleaded with Zhao Yun.

"No!"

Without thinking, Zhao Yun rejected outright; in that battle, the Qin paid a tragic price for victory.

He believed if the Qin lost, Luo Hou would definitely not spare the Qin.

Root out thoroughly.

This was also a golden rule of the martial world.

"Demon ancestor, don’t beg them; we demons stand tall, unafraid of death, undeterred by it!"

Heaven’s Lament Great Saint gritted his teeth, brandishing weapons, launching an attack.

Boom!

But before he got close, he was pierced through the forehead by a blinding spear aura, leaving a bloody hole, life drained entirely.

"Kill!"

"I’ll fight you!"

"Demons, never defeated!"

Watching his good brother get killed, the other three Great Saints roared, transforming into three demon lights, attacking from different directions.

Rumble!

But what greeted them were three spear auras, nailed onto the starry sky, eyes wide open, dead but unappeased.

They seemed not to understand why they fell into danger again after barely escaping.

"Qin Dynasty, this revenge the ancestor shall remember!"

Among the corpses, Luo Hou took a deep breath, eyes venomous, angrily speaking.

With those words, he turned and fled amid Zhao Yun’s astonished gaze.

Escaped!

Zhao Yun was taken aback.

Then, his consciousness shimmered at the brow, with a shake of his head, a smile: "Can you escape?"

Guardian Divine Pattern power!

Activate!

Boom!

Zhao Yun, who originally had peak Dao Saint cultivation, directly advanced to the Unity Realm Stage.

Immediately, he transformed into a silver-white spear light, aggressively tearing through countless void layers, approaching Luo Hou at visible speed.

"Oh no!"

Ahead in the starry sky, Luo Hou’s expression changed drastically; as Zhao Yun activated the ’Guardian Divine Pattern’, he felt as though he had sunk into a quagmire, unable to move.