The Burial Tower of Immortals buries the heavens, the earth, and all the immortals.

However, this time, Qin Changye firmly shook his head: "Xiuer, haste makes waste. You've already activated the second and third tribulations too quickly. If you continue to activate the fourth tribulation, your body won't be able to handle it, and it won't be good for your future development either."

Xiuer nodded obediently, and then an unprecedented feeling of hunger quickly swept over her.

I still remember the last time, when she was only activating the first tribulation of the Nine Tribulations Overlord Body, she rushed into the kitchen and almost ate a whole roasted cow.

This time, having activated the second and third tribulations of the Nine Tribulations Body in succession, the accumulated hunger far exceeded that of the last time.

Qin Changye had already considered everything. The spiritual energy transformed into alchemical fire instantly enveloped the corpse of a war elephant beast.

Last time, I gave Xiuer a whole roasted beef.

This time, we're feeding Xiuer a roasted whole elephant.

Xiuer's eyes lit up immediately. She rushed forward, cut off an elephant leg that was several times larger than her body, and began to gnaw on it.

While gnawing, he kept throwing punches, smashing the Iron Army soldiers into the mud, making them impossible to pry out.

That's so brutal!

At this moment, Xiuer, this beautiful and lovely girl, who even became more exquisitely beautiful after successively activating the second and third tribulations, was more devilish than a devil in the eyes of these Tie family soldiers!

Wherever Xiuer went, they would scatter like birds and beasts.

Many people saw Qin Changye suddenly put away his ink sword and instinctively ran to his side, thinking that Qin Changye would be gentler.

It soon became clear that Qin Changye hated Xiuer even more!

He then took out thirteen long swords in a row.

It is none other than the Thirteen Swords of Zhuxian!

These thirteen longswords, buried in the second level of the Burial Immortal Tower, have had their level further improved under the nourishment of the orange Burial Immortal Soil.

As Qin Changye casually tossed thirteen swords into thirteen specific locations, a magnificent Zhuxian Sword Formation was set up in just a few breaths.

Then, as Qin Changye urged, a rain of swords fell from the sky, and the Tie family soldiers who had just taken cover were cut into mincemeat and stuck to the ground, unable to be lifted off.

How are we supposed to fight this head-on?

In other directions, under the relentless fighting of Ren Pingsheng and others, a dozen or so immortal puppets, as well as the silver eagle and the 100,000-strong army of the Northern Territory, the morale of the Tie family army was completely shattered, and they began to collapse.

On the contrary, the second generation of the Zhenbei Army was in high spirits and fought more and more bravely.

A white-haired veteran rushed to the front, holding a new knife issued by Qin Changye, the blade stained with the blood of the barbarian soldiers.

Behind him, thousands of northern soldiers roared and surged toward the enemy lines, venting their pent-up frustrations from the past year.

Seeing his 300,000-strong Tie family army routed, Tie Shanyue finally gritted his teeth and ordered, "All troops, listen to my command! Retreat 100 li!"

The Tie family army, which had long lost the will to fight, heard this order as if it were heavenly music. They abandoned their armor and weapons and quickly retreated.

"They've already lost?"

Beside Tie Shanyue, Zhou Tianci looked resentful.

His insistence on coming this time was to witness Qin Changye's execution and the great defeat of the Great Zhou.

"Your Highness, you are mistaken. This is called a strategic retreat, not a retreat."

Meeting Zhou Tianci's questioning gaze, Tie Shanyue confidently declared, "Your Highness, please rest assured. In Black Stone Valley, a hundred miles away, I have prepared a tremendous 'surprise' for Qin Changye and the second generation of the Zhenbei Army. You'll find out soon enough."

Zhou Tianci's expression finally softened a bit, and he began to look forward to what this huge "surprise" was.

As the Tie family army retreated, Qin Changye quickly sorted the corpses of the dozen or so war elephant beasts.

Level 2 and 3 war elephant beasts can only be buried in the first level of the Burial Immortal Tower.

That level-four savage beast could be buried in the second level of the Immortal Burial Tower.

Afterwards, Qin Changye led the second generation of the Zhenbei Army in pursuit of their victory.

Tie Shanyue led his Tie family army, rushing all the way into the heart of the barbarian kingdom, and soon entered a blood-red valley.

This is the famous Black Rock Valley.

A year ago, Qin Wuyai and his 300,000-strong Zhenbei Army were completely wiped out in this valley.

The blood of 300,000 people has soaked the soil of this valley red.

Even today, on rainy days, the mournful cries of wronged souls can still be faintly heard in the valley.

Originally, this was the border between the Great Zhou and the Barbarian Kingdom.

Since the Zhenbei Army suffered a major defeat a year ago and the Great Zhou border was withdrawn by 100 li, this area has become the territory of the barbarian kingdom.

Tie Shanyue spurred his horse into the valley, reined in his warhorse, glanced back at the approaching Northern army, and a sinister smile crept across his lips.

After Qin Changye led his 100,000-strong army into Black Stone Valley, Tie Shanyue could no longer hold back and sneered, "Qin Changye, I admit you are very capable in battle, and your methods are endless. I underestimated you before, but do you think I don't have some tricks up my sleeve?"

He shook his head with an air of certainty, his gaze sweeping across the valley: "Look carefully, this is Black Stone Valley. Back then, your father and his 300,000-strong Zhenbei Army were wiped out here by me and my Tie Family Army."

They all drew their knives, only able to humiliatingly await their execution, while we, wielding military knives, chopped off their heads as easily as cutting melons and vegetables.

That day, the wind was stronger than today, and a torrential downpour began. The sounds of the wind, the rain, and the thud of 300,000 heads falling from the sky combined to create the most beautiful music in the world. Even now, thinking back on it fills me with excitement and leaves me wanting more!

Tie Shanyue's leisurely words caused Qin Changye and the 100,000 second-generation Zhenbei Army to turn ashen-faced, their killing intent intensifying.

With death looming, Tie Shanyue doesn't continue his escape; instead, he's just spouting nonsense. What is his intention?

"Your father and the 300,000 Zhenbei Army have suppressed my Tie Family Army and our barbarian kingdom for so many years. Do you think I can satisfy my hatred by just cutting off their heads?"

No, that's not enough! I've also invited our unfathomable national advisor from our barbarian kingdom. He's a master of formations, especially skilled at setting up soul-based formations.

Tie Shanyue's voice, mixed with the howling wind, echoed wildly in the vast Black Stone Valley: "Our national advisor immediately used a soul artifact to lock up the wronged souls of the 300,000 Zhenbei Army soldiers who had not yet dispersed, and spent a full forty-nine days constructing an extremely terrifying soul-devouring array in this Black Stone Valley."

The 300,000 wronged souls of the Zhenbei Army are locked in this soul-devouring array by the soul artifact, suffering the torment of soul devouring day and night, never to be reborn.

According to the Imperial Advisor, if an enemy were to invade one day, they could be led into Black Stone Valley, and then the Soul-Devouring Array could be activated to summon the 300,000 tormented souls within to fight the enemy, resulting in a mutually destructive outcome.

I originally thought that this Soul-Devouring Array would never be needed, because with the annihilation of your father and the first generation of the Zhenbei Army, your Great Zhou no longer has any army that can force me to this point.

But I never expected that, just one year later, you, Qin Changye, this greenhorn, would accomplish it.

Tie Shanyue's gaze was fixed on Qin Changye, his voice filled with overwhelming hatred and undisguised pleasure:

"Qin Changye, you keep saying you want to avenge your father and avenge the blood debt of the 300,000 Zhenbei Army soldiers. Now their wronged souls are here, wailing day and night, suffering the torment of being devoured!"

They might even launch an attack on you at my urging, resulting in mutual destruction or even mutual annihilation.

The wronged souls of the first generation of the Zhenbei Army are now killing the newly formed second generation. Don't you think that's a very tragic thing for you?