Qin Renhuang just became an immortal, and you told me this is the prehistoric time

The size of the Qin world is expanding rapidly at a speed that is visible to the naked eye and perceptible to the divine sense!

The massive stone gate still acts like an out-of-control sluice gate, continuously spitting goblins out of the other world.

The newly arrived goblins were immediately stunned by the brutal battle ahead. They tried to retreat, but were relentlessly pushed forward by their brethren. The stronger goblins, after a brief moment of disorientation, were infected by the pervasive bloodlust and carnage, roaring as they joined the fray.

The weaker ones didn't even have a chance to react. Under this terrifying pressure and chaotic attack, they were instantly blown apart, turning into puffs of blood mist that merged into the green blood that had already soaked the earth.

The enormous pillar of blood connecting heaven and earth deepened in color due to the continued slaughter and the constant gathering of energy, almost turning into dark black.

The pillar of blood shot into the sky, and after reaching a certain critical point, it was drawn by the rules of the world and transformed into a torrential rain of blood carrying rich energy, which poured down and dyed the entire wasteland, and even the side of the Starlight City Wall closest to the battlefield, into a shocking crimson.

Wang Jian had somehow arrived beside Ying Shaoyang. Looking at the hellish scene below, even a veteran like him, who was used to seeing bloodshed on the battlefield, couldn't help but twitch his eyes slightly.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the shock in his heart, and bowed to Ying Shaoyang.

"Your Majesty, manipulating the soul of the leader of a faction and inciting internal strife within it is an extremely effective strategy! The infighting among these billions of goblins, along with the subsequent losses, will significantly reduce the unnecessary casualties of our Qin army and buy us valuable time for rest and training."

His tone was filled with undisguised admiration. The other generals around him, such as Qi Jiguang, Han Xin, and Li Jing, also looked at Ying Shaoyang with even deeper awe.

Your Majesty's strength is not only extraordinary, but your strategic planning and ability to leverage enemy forces are also unfathomable. To have the enemy weakened to this extent without sacrificing a single Qin soldier is truly the pinnacle of military strategy.

This fierce battle lasted for several days.

Several days later, looking around, the once flat and vast wasteland, which had stretched for thousands of miles, had become noticeably elevated due to the accumulation of so many goblin corpses and pieces of flesh. As far as the eye could see, it was a disgusting, writhing, and mangled expanse of flesh.

The huge pit beneath the stone gate was already filled with corpses and blood, even overflowing. The blood surged in all directions along the earth vein channels that Ying Shaoyang had previously constructed, filling many newly formed and unstable underground acupoints to the brim.

Since the stone gate opened and the two realms were connected, the spiritual rain in the sky has almost never stopped.

The surge in the number of dead goblins, especially the fall of over 10 billion goblins in just a few days, has resulted in an astonishing energy feedback.

Through the He Shi Bi jade, Ying Shaoyang sensed that the world power of the Great Qin world had surged by dozens of points under this violent nourishment, breaking through to 550 points from its original value! This was a qualitative leap, representing a huge enhancement of the Great Qin world's foundation and potential.

Ying Shaoyang stood silently on the city wall until he sensed that the sounds of battle on the wasteland were gradually diminishing and the chaotic momentum was beginning to subside. Clearly, the number of goblins was finally showing signs of fatigue after this frenzied infighting.

He then gently raised his finger and pointed at the He Shi Bi jade, which was floating beside him and emitting a warm white light.

hum!
An invisible yet vast and powerful wave, centered on the He Shi Bi jade, swept across the entire blood-soaked wasteland in an instant.

The next moment, a miracle occurred again!

The mountain of goblin corpses stretching for thousands of miles, the sticky flesh and blood soaking into every inch of soil, the countless broken bones and shattered weapons... all that represented death and filth seemed to be thrown into an invisible furnace at this moment, melting and decomposing at a visible speed, merging into the earth beneath their feet like ice and snow!

In just a few breaths, the suffocating stench of blood and decay vanished without a trace, replaced by a fresh air mixed with the fragrance of earth and the scent of grass.

If it weren't for the remaining mottled yellow earth exposed after being devoured by goblins, and the still towering stone gate from which goblins continued to pour out, one would almost think that the hellish scene was just an illusion.

"I no longer need to worry about the remaining battles."

Ying Shaoyang spoke calmly, his voice clearly reaching the ears of every general.

He turned his gaze to Wang Jian, his tone becoming serious and formal.

"Wang Jian, obey my command."

"The old minister is here!"

Wang Jian immediately stepped forward, bowed, and clasped his hands in greeting.

"I hereby appoint you as the commander-in-chief of the army, to oversee all military affairs here, to command all troops, and to deal with the goblin threat!"

Ying Shaoyang's voice carried an undeniable air of authority.

"This old minister obeys the decree!"

Wang Jian's voice was loud and resolute.

He was well aware of the heavy responsibility on his shoulders; this war, which concerned the fate of the Qin Dynasty, had been entrusted to him by His Majesty.

Ying Shaoyang nodded slightly, then raised his hand and gestured towards the sky. In an instant, a dazzling stream of light, like a comet, tore through the sky, carrying a chilling sharpness, and fell straight down from the horizon, landing steadily in Ying Shaoyang's hand. It transformed into a longsword with an ancient design, dragon patterns flowing across its blade, and a terrifyingly cold light.

A faint celestial light swirled around the sword, exuding an aura of Dao.

"This sword is named 'Zhenyue,' and it is a celestial weapon that I acquired in my early years."

Ying Shaoyang handed the long sword to Wang Jian.

"Today I bestow upon you this sword, to stand in command of the army in my stead. Seeing this sword is as if seeing me, and you have the authority to execute first and report later!"

Celestial artifact!

A collective gasp filled the air. The generals looked at the "Suppressing Mountain" immortal sword with a mixture of shock and envy. His Majesty had actually bestowed upon them a celestial artifact—what immense trust and responsibility this was!

Wang Jian's body trembled, and his face showed excitement. He took a deep breath, solemnly accepted the heavy immortal sword with both hands, and said loudly.

"This old minister will certainly not fail Your Majesty's trust!"

"Greetings, Commander Wang!"

The generals, led by Qi Jiguang and Han Xin, immediately bowed deeply to Wang Jian, their salutes echoing through the heavens. Holding the immortal sword and wielding the power to execute first and report later, Wang Jian's authority within the army had reached its zenith.

Ying Shaoyang glanced at the generals and spoke again.

"Qi Jiguang, Han Xin, Lü Ze, Zhang Han, Meng Tian, ​​Li Jing, Xu Shiji, and Li Xiuning, step forward and receive my command!"

The eight people who were called on perked up and immediately stepped forward, bowing in response.

"Your subject is here!" "I hereby appoint the eight of you as deputy commanders of the army, to assist Wang Jian in commanding military affairs. You must not fail in your duties!"

"Your Majesty, we obey the decree!"

Ying Shaoyang nodded slightly. These eight men were all generals with the talent of commanders and capable of leading independently. There were other suitable candidates in the army, but after careful consideration, he selected these eight.

For example, Wang Ben is capable enough, but he is the son of Wang Jian and needs to avoid suspicion; Yue Fei is brave and loyal, but he has not been in the army for long and lacks experience in commanding large-scale armies; Li Shimin is still young, and his sister Li Xiuning is already on the list.

Immediately, Ying Shaoyang waved his sleeve again, and eight streams of light, each a different color but equally radiant, flew towards the eight people, transforming into eight immortal swords of slightly different shapes, yet all exuding a powerful aura, which hovered in front of them. On the sword blades, faint Bagua runes flowed.

"These are the Eight Trigrams Immortal Swords, each possessing its own profound mysteries. I bestow them upon you eight people to assist you in commanding troops and slaying enemies!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for bestowing the sword!"

The eight people were both surprised and delighted, and quickly reached out to catch the immortal sword floating in front of them. As soon as they held the immortal sword, they felt a powerful force surge into their bodies, faintly connecting with their own aura.

While Ying Shaoyang bestowed the immortal swords upon them to enhance their strength and facilitate their command of the army, his deeper intention was to exert control. Although Wang Jian was loyal, entrusting tens of millions of troops to one person for decades without restraint was not the way of an emperor.

These eight Bagua Immortal Swords, when combined, possess formidable power, enough to restrain Wang Jian, who wields the "Zhenyue" Immortal Sword, and ensure that military power is not completely concentrated in the hands of one person.

"I await the triumphant return of all the generals in the Qin capital."

Ying Shaoyang looked at the nine commanders before him who carried the future of the Qin military and said in a deep voice.

Wang Jian sighed inwardly; he understood His Majesty's intention all too well.

He deliberately blocked his son Wang Ben's path to promotion in order to avoid arousing suspicion.

Now His Majesty has bestowed eight immortal swords upon the deputy commander, the meaning of which is self-evident.

But he had no complaints. This battle was related to the fate of the nation, and as the Grand Secretary, he had an inescapable responsibility.

"We, your subjects, will surely wipe out the enemy and uphold the might of our Great Qin!"

The nine men shouted in unison, their voices like a tidal wave.

Ying Shaoyang nodded, and was about to give a few more instructions when a sudden change occurred!

The sky, which had been clear because the rain had stopped, suddenly darkened without warning!

Thick, dark clouds gathered wildly from all directions, instantly covering the entire wasteland. Within the clouds, streaks of silver lightning, as thick as a child's arm, darted about, emitting a chilling crackling sound. The destructive aura pressed down as if it were a tangible force, causing countless soldiers on the city wall to feel a sense of unease and shortness of breath!
"This is... a heavenly tribulation?"

Ying Shaoyang frowned instantly. He was all too familiar with this aura; it was the tribulation of heaven and earth that cultivators faced when they broke through to a critical realm!
However, at this moment, a large army has gathered, and almost all the important figures in the army are gathered here. If this heavenly tribulation lightning sweeps across, not to mention the one undergoing the tribulation, even the tens of millions of troops around him will probably suffer heavy losses. All his previous plans and investments will be in vain!

A surge of anger welled up in Ying Shaoyang's heart. His gaze swept across the city wall like lightning, and his voice was icy cold, resounding throughout the heavens and earth.

"Who? Who in the military triggered this calamity?!"

In an instant, the entire Starlight City Wall fell into a deathly silence, with only the chaotic roars of goblins in the distance and the rumble of thunder overhead echoing through the air.

All the generals, including Wang Jian, who had just been appointed as commander-in-chief and deputy commander-in-chief, tensed up instantly, scanning their surroundings with a mixture of shock and anger.

They were well aware of the terror of the Heavenly Tribulation, especially at this moment when a large army and powerful generals were gathered. Once the Heavenly Tribulation descended, it would not distinguish between friend and foe, and the casualties would be incalculable. The elite troops that His Majesty had painstakingly built could very well be destroyed in an instant!
Ying Shaoyang also had a solemn expression. His divine sense spread out like mercury, carefully exploring the surroundings and searching for the source of the heavenly tribulation.

In this suffocating and oppressive atmosphere, a trembling female voice, choked with sobs, rang out.

"Your Majesty...Your Majesty! It's...it's my Ten Thousand Souls Banner!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a palace maid with a pale face and surrounded by a faint black aura and ominous blood light, kneeling down with a thud, crying with tears streaming down her face.

"This servant deserves to die! This Myriad Souls Banner is absorbing countless souls from the wasteland on its own, and this servant... this servant can't suppress it anymore!"

She held a small banner, about the size of a palm, completely black, with what appeared to be countless twisted faces struggling and roaring on its surface. The banner was trembling violently out of control, emitting a dense, ink-black aura of malevolence and a dazzling, blood-red karmic force!

"This Ten Thousand Souls Banner was already on the verge of transformation because it had devoured a million Yin souls," the palace maid said in despair.

“Now, hundreds of thousands of goblin souls are dissipating every second on this wasteland, and it… it frantically absorbs them on its own, completely beyond my control! Although its power hasn’t increased significantly, the karmic force it attracts will cause the heavenly tribulation to increase dramatically!”

Upon hearing this, everyone felt a chill in their hearts.

When Ying Shaoyang was undergoing his tribulation, it took time for the thunderclouds to gather. But this time, in just a short while, the thick, oppressive, and lightning-snake-like dark clouds had already covered half of the wasteland. Their power was terrifying.

The goblins below seemed to sense the terrifying power of the heavens as well, letting out even more terrified screams than before, further escalating the chaos.

The palace maid continued to weep.

"Refining such a demonic artifact and devouring millions of Yin souls will inevitably bring about a heavenly tribulation. I foresaw this, but I never expected it to happen at this time and in this place. I was powerless and unable to stop it..."

Ying Shaoyang's gaze swept coldly over the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, which was still frantically absorbing souls, and then he looked at the increasingly fierce tribulation clouds in the sky, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

He raised his hand and made a grasping motion, and the Wanhun Banner, which exuded an ominous aura, broke free from the palace maid's control, turning into a streak of black light. Ying Shaoyang sent it directly to the very center of the wasteland, above the area where goblins were most densely concentrated.

"Since the calamity has arrived and there is no way to avoid it, then let's make the most of it."

Ying Shaoyang's voice was indifferent.

"The heavenly tribulation will descend, and though it will have an impact, I can protect the army from harm. With the power of this thunder, we can use it to sweep away these troublesome goblins and replenish the nourishment of our Great Qin world!"

Before he could finish speaking—

"Snap!!!"

A massive, blinding silver bolt of lightning, like the spear of divine judgment, tore through the thick clouds, carrying a violent aura of destruction, and crashed down! Its target was the Thousand Soul Banner floating in the center of the wasteland!
The instant the lightning struck, all the goblins huddled together within a hundred miles of the Myriad Souls Banner vanished without a trace, not even able to utter a scream, instantly vaporized by the supremely yang and powerful lightning! Only a huge, charred crater remained, along with the pervasive ozone and acrid smell in the air. (End of Chapter)